They won't give up until they've been sent to hell; they have to see what hell is like.

The four men went all out and rammed the door, but it didn't budge. They then tried ramming the barbed wire fence, but their arms went numb, and they were so frightened that they dropped the wooden stakes.

"Why is there lightning?"

This is bizarre, extremely bizarre.

Li Ruoxin thought, the wood was wet when it was first cut down, and it was raining, how could it not conduct electricity?

"What other methods do you have?" Li Ruo stood on the wall, took out a handful of sunflower seeds, and started cracking them open.

The refugees: ...

"That's too much! That's absolutely outrageous!"

"Ahhh, here I come!" Another guy ran out from the crowd.

Li Ruo glanced at him and exclaimed, "Wow, this is a pole vaulting expert!"

That fellow held a long bamboo pole in his hand, one hand on his hip, and said, "I've been observing for several days now, and I have no choice but to jump over it."

After saying that, he took a running start, jumped, and the next second he screamed "Ah!" and crashed into the wall because he had ignored inertia, and the barbed wire was only a little over a meter away from the wall.

The expert slid down like a frog and passed out.

Everyone: ……

Old Wang and Xiao Yu each picked him up by one end and threw him out.

"Foolish! That won't work." An older man, still unwilling to give up, strode over aggressively, carrying a large hook and a bundle of straw rope. "Watch my flying hook!"

The uncle swung the hook sharply, hooking it against the wall. "Done!"

Li Ruo said to Liao Fusheng, "Would you like some melon seeds?"

"Oh, that's fine too," Liao Fu said.

Li Ruo smiled at him, and just as she handed him the melon seeds, she heard a "snap" sound.

The man overestimated his flying height and crashed into the barbed wire.

A series of crackling sounds erupted, and the uncle suddenly seemed possessed.

Li Ruo saw that the hook was well-made and thought the uncle was a talented person. It was a pity that he died like this. So she threw a stone down and smashed him open. The uncle fell to the ground with his head bleeding and his face up, unable to speak.

Good heavens, that's terrifying! He was so scared he vomited.

"Anyone else want to try?" Li Ruo asked coldly, her face expressionless.

No one dared to respond.

Li Ruo scanned the crowd and noticed that the old man who had come up first was also among them, dressed in tattered clothes.

It's only been a few days? And he's already fallen into such a state.

In fact, as long as people are diligent, they won't starve to death in a few days. The problem is that refugees become displaced people, and as soon as someone finds food, it will be quickly snatched away by the displaced people.

If Li Ruo were to throw down a single steamed bun, the place would quickly become a river of blood.

At this time, rules and order are more important than anything else.

Suddenly, another group of people came up below.

They looked like a large family. Although they were quite disheveled, with their clothes covered in mud and grass, they still looked very expensive.

"We heard there are people and grain here, so we've come to buy some." The speaker was a woman.

Li Ruo felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

The woman noticed her first, "It's you?"

Li Ruo looked closely and recognized him!

Isn't this Miss Qiu from that family of scholars and etiquette who attended the Prince of Runan's birthday banquet last time? We even "gifted" her a manuscript by Li Bai back then.

She no longer resembles a noble lady; her hair is disheveled, her face is covered in mud, and you wouldn't recognize her at first glance.

Li Ruo wanted to turn around, but it was too late.

Miss Qiu looked at him like he was seeing a lifeline, her eyes shining with a burning light, "Li Ruo, is this your house? That's great, let us go inside and take shelter from the rain."

The Great Yin Dynasty valued literature over martial arts. In the past, many people would have wanted to curry favor with a prestigious family like the Qiu family. Li Ruo, the daughter of a martial artist, had tried many times to enter their circle but could not. This time, since she took the initiative to befriend them, they would definitely not refuse.

Li Ruoxin thought to herself, what's meant to happen will happen. You can avoid one, but you can't avoid two. So she turned back around.

In contrast to Miss Qiu's enthusiasm, she remained indifferent, saying, "Let you in? By what right?"

Ms. Qiu was taken aback, then took two steps forward. "Didn't you say you wanted to be friends with me before? If you let me in, we'll be friends, and I'll introduce you to other friends."

Li Ruo almost died laughing, "Other friends? Then why don't you go find them?"

"Everyone has been separated by the flood, but don't worry, we will be reunited sooner or later."

Li Ruo: "Let's reunite underground."

"You!" Miss Qiu's face turned pale, but she knew now was not the time to get angry. Once this hurdle was over, she would be in for a beating.

“I know there were some misunderstandings before, and I am willing to have a sincere talk with you.”

Li Ruo became interested. "Oh? What kind of sincerity?"

“We have banknotes,” Miss Qiu said, pulling out a stack, but even the refugees weren’t interested.

"The owner of Xianghe Money Exchange died yesterday!" someone said.

"Don't even mention banknotes, silver is useless. What we lack now is food and clothing, which no amount of silver can buy."

Miss Qiu's face turned even paler. "I...we have other treasures."

She turned and said something to the servant, and after a while, the servant came over carrying a wooden box.

"Can I come in and talk? If you let us stay, all of this is yours."

Liao Fusheng shook his head at Li Ruo, because in his eyes, nothing was more important than food.

Of course, he didn't know that Li Ruo had a lot of food.

Li Ruo said, "It's nothing, I'll just take a look."

Once behind the barbed wire fence, she didn't open the door, but simply said, "Open it."

The initiative was in her hands. The entire Qiu family was waiting for food to save their lives, so Miss Qiu had no choice but to comply, even if she was unwilling.

Gold, silver, jade artifacts, luminous pearls, calligraphy and paintings, as well as many ancient books and manuscripts.

Li Ruo smiled, "They are all treasures indeed."

Miss Qiu looked at her with a hint of mockery, seeing her bright, naive eyes. "Then we can go in—"

“Unfortunately, I don’t want it.” Li Ruo interrupted her.

Miss Qiu's face turned pale. "You—are you deliberately trying to humiliate me?"

Li Ruo's gaze sharpened. "Heh, should I remind you how you all conspired to frame me back at the Prince of Runan's residence?"

Those who slander General Li and his son are probably not few and far between in their family. Li Ruo is no pushover; she always seeks revenge. "Take your things and get out of here."

But now that their wealth has been exposed, it will be difficult for them to keep it.

Miss Qiu trembled with anger. "Li Ruo, how could you do this? You are General Li's daughter and the prefect's wife."

Yes! Although when she first escaped the city gate, she heard from the second branch of the Song family that Song Zhi had divorced her when the flood came, not many people knew about it.

This can be used to incite the people to rise up and attack.

Song Zhijing disregards the lives of the people and has not come to their aid. The people's anger will then be vented on her.

Moreover, she also has the identity of being the daughter of a general.

She could be drowned by the spit of everyone.

Li Ruo: As expected, what was bound to happen will happen.