Traveling through time and encountering war, I took the whole village to escape famine

The police took the old blacksmith away, and his family cried bitterly. Neighbors also came to comfort him.

The owner of the carpenter's shop also sighed and told Yun Qingsong: "Mr. Yun, you don't know. My nephew, who works as a yamen runner in the city, told me yesterday when he came home to visit his family. Beiwei has been suffering from drought for two consecutive years. No rain has fallen. The grass has withered, the lotus pond has dried up, cattle and sheep have died in groups, and even people's drinking water is about to run out.

Therefore, there have been constant unrest in the border areas recently, and I heard that the border defenses are about to be lost.

The imperial court did nothing. The Zhenbei army, under the guise of the imperial court, captured able-bodied men in nearby counties to perform corvée labor, earn food, and increase taxes, causing complaints from the people. I heard that many people in border towns could not bear the oppression of the Zhenbei army and had fled south with their families. The imperial court not only sat on the sidelines, but also issued a document to capture blacksmiths to make weapons for the Zhenbei army. Aren’t they afraid that the Zhenbei army will become self-reliant and rebel? We ordinary people really can’t figure out what the higher-ups mean. I really don’t know how long our Beining County can remain peaceful, after all, it is only more than 500 miles away from the border. I plan to temporarily close the store for a while after this batch of goods is sold out. "

Yun Qingsong was full of worries after leaving the carpenter shop. He was just a small scholar and could do nothing about the affairs of the court. He could only take things one step at a time. Fortunately, the magistrate of Beining County was relatively honest. Although the people's lives were not too good, they could still get by.

Yun Qingsong and Li Xiuxiu arrived at the place where they had agreed to meet with Second Grandma and the others. There was one more person in the crowd, Yun Chunwang, the son of Third Aunt.

Yun Qingsong stopped the mule cart and greeted Yun Chunwang: "Isn't this Brother Chunwang? Aren't you working in the city? Is it your holiday now?"

"Brother Qingsong, sister-in-law, the capital of Beizhou has been in unrest recently with many people fleeing famine. The business of the restaurant where I work isn't very good either, so the owner is planning to close it down and go to Beijing to live with relatives. So I came back and happened to meet my mother in town." Yun Chunwang worked as a kitchen helper and apprentice in a restaurant in the capital.

They all got on the mule cart and returned to Yunjia Village. It was already noon when they got home. Li Xiuxiu thought she would have to cook quickly when she got home, because her two sons who were in school would go home for lunch.

After entering the village, Li Xiuxiu saw smoke coming out of her chimney from a long distance away. She was a little suspicious and didn't know who was cooking at home. Her father-in-law never cooked, and her sister-in-law was too weak to get out of bed. Could it be the three children?

The gate of the house was open. Yun Qingsong drove the mule cart into the yard and unloaded the things on the cart. Then he went to find Yun Hai to tell him what he had seen and heard in the town today.

Li Xiuxiu went to the kitchen, where Jing'er was lighting the fire and Qiao'er was cooking. When they saw Li Xiuxiu coming in, Yun Jing'er timidly called out, "Aunt, you're back?

My sister and I saw that you hadn't come back by noon, so we came to cook for the second brother and the fourth younger brother. Aunt, don't worry, we are cooking for the second brother and the fourth younger brother, we don't need to eat lunch."

At noon at the Zhang family, girls are not entitled to eat lunch. In the words of Mrs. Zhang, it is a waste if they eat too much.

Li Xiuxiu glanced at the two well-behaved and sensible children and couldn't help but praise them: "Qiao'er and Jing'er are really capable. They can help your aunt cook. They are really good children! Make more. Our whole family needs to eat lunch. You children need to eat more so that you can grow taller! Come, your aunt will help you. You don't make enough. It's not enough for our whole family."

When Yun Qiaoer and Yun Jinger heard that they could also have lunch, they smiled happily, their smiles were like flowers blooming in spring. Yun Jinger said sweetly, "Thank you, aunt!" This thank you filled Li Xiuxiu's heart with warmth.

In the pharmacy, both father and son frowned, and Yun Qingsong analyzed to Yun Hai: "I heard that since the Queen and the Crown Prince died tragically in the fire, the current emperor has been obsessed with Taoism and has ignored government affairs.

The imperial court is already controlled by the Imperial Concubine and her second son. The northern border is guarded by the Zhenbei Army, whose general is the Imperial Concubine's eldest brother Yu Chuan. I heard that this man is ruthless, cruel, and self-willed. It's a pity that our small village is isolated from the news and it's difficult to get more useful information."

Yun Hai pondered for a moment and said to Yun Qingsong, "Some things are beyond the control of ordinary people like us. The border situation is critical now, and we are only 500 miles away from the border. After lunch, ask Chun Wang to come over and ask about the situation in the capital. We must make plans early."

There are three prefectures in Northeast Province, Beizhou Prefecture, Zhongzhou Prefecture and Dongzhou Prefecture. They are located in Beizhou Prefecture, the northernmost prefecture. Beizhou Prefecture has five county towns, each county town governs five towns, and each town governs eight to ten villages.

Although Beining County, where Yunjia Village is located, is the county farthest from the border in Beizhou Prefecture, if Beiji really attacks, no one will be left unharmed. No matter in ancient or modern wars, it is these ordinary people who suffer.