The concubine is a man, and the illegitimate son of a divine physician has a spatial ability.

The refugees kept crying out, "Give us a little food, just a little. Just a little is enough to survive. Please, give us some! You rich people don't lack this..."

The voices of the refugees came one after another, a jumbled mess, one louder than the next, and more and more people were talking. Refugees from all directions gathered around Yin Zijin and Zhang's carriage.

Amidst the refugees, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "The high-ranking officials, the powerful families, those wealthy landlords—they only care about enriching themselves. Why would they care about our lives? Charge in! The carts are surely full of grain. If we seize it, we can hold out for a while..."

Hearing this, the refugees from all directions became even more excited and rushed towards the carriages like the wind. The two carriages were forced to stop on the road. Fortunately, the guards of the Yin family, Ye Shisan, Ye Shisi, and Shen Lu, held long swords and stood in front of the two carriages, barely managing to stop the menacing and predatory refugees.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and everyone inside heard everything that was being said outside. Wang Da Niang was so anxious that she couldn't care less about anything else. She lifted the curtain and saw more and more refugees gathering around the carriage. The refugees were like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, their eyes shining. This made Wang Da Niang feel uneasy, as if the refugees wanted to devour her alive.

Aunt Wang quickly lowered the curtain and said in a trembling voice, "What should we do? Those people look like they're going to eat me up. Let's leave the food behind and get out of here quickly!"

I haven't even spent the silver the lady gave me! I thought I'd struck gold, getting a job at the Yin household. But with this situation, it's unlikely..."

Yin Zijin quickly stopped her, saying, "No, Aunt Wang. These starving people are only thinking about filling their stomachs; they won't care about anything else. If we give them food now, the number of starving people will only increase, and how much food do we have?"

There are no rules when dealing with a group of starving people who are on the verge of death. What we need to do now is rush out. Once we are safe, we will distribute the food to the victims.

Otherwise, those starving people would tear us apart. Sometimes, kindness and good intentions are misplaced; others will resent and complain, and you will suffer as a result. In more serious cases, it might even cost you your life.

After speaking, Yin Zijin put on her veil, lifted the curtain of the carriage window, and whispered, "Shen Lu."

Shen Lu quickly moved closer to Yin Zijin, who whispered, "Block the refugees and break through. But don't hurt them. They are innocent. They have been forced to leave their homes and are being coerced into this situation. They have no other choice. Go and talk to Ye Shisan and Ye Shisi."

The noise outside the carriage completely drowned out Yin Zijing's voice.

Upon hearing this, Shen Lu quickly replied, "Yes, Sixth Miss. This servant will go and discuss it with them immediately."

Yin Zijing said anxiously, "Hurry! If we're too slow, I'm afraid the refugees will riot..."

Meanwhile, Zhang Shi listened to the conversation of the refugees outside. When the carriage suddenly stopped, Zhang Shi was filled with anxiety. After all, Zhang Shi was a woman confined to her family and had only ever lived within the confines of a large mansion. In this situation, Zhang Shi hurriedly asked, "Ye Shisan, what should we do now?"

Ye Shisan gripped his longsword and quickly said, "Don't worry, Madam." Then he shouted loudly to the refugees, "Everyone, don't worry. This place is closest to Fu'an Temple. Go to Fu'an Temple, and you'll find food there."

We only have two carriages, how much food can you possibly put in them? It's not even enough for you to share. There's no use in you surrounding us. You'd better hurry to Fu'an Temple.”

After hearing Ye Shisan's words, some of the starving people were persuaded. Their eyes were filled with despair, longing, emptiness, and numbness, yet they were still unwilling to leave.

"No, don't listen to their nonsense. They're just trying to fool us. We won't even make it to that place they're talking about. Charge in, capture them, and make them exchange food for people."

If they won't exchange, we'll stew them and eat them to fill our stomachs. There are many of us; what can they do with swords? We can't stop them."

Yin Zijing frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy, and murmured, "No, no. This seems like someone is deliberately stirring things up, doing it on purpose."

Hearing what they had just heard, the starving people were eager to try again, and even the soldiers with swords and knives who were blocking their way rushed forward.

Ye Shisan hurriedly shouted, "Soldiers, listen to my command! Block the starving people! Ye Shisi, rush out and report to His Highness the Crown Prince! Shen Lu, come with me and drive the carriage out!"

With a shout of "Giddy up!", the two carriages sped off like arrows released from their bows.

The starving people rushed over like hungry wolves. Among the crowd, several dozen middle-aged men, who appeared somewhat robust, clung tightly to the carriage, relentlessly stabbing it with knives and sticks...

Sitting in the carriage, Yin Zijing never expected that on this very day, several famine-stricken riots would break out outside the capital. Was this a deliberate act? Or were the starving people truly desperate? Was it a simple domestic squabble, or did it involve the imperial court?