Chapter 313: No One Wants to Die
When Xiao Jingzhan stated very confidently that he was fighting the queen for himself and had nothing to do with her,
Zhu Xuntao seemed to see two golden words on Xiao Jingzhan: Reliable!
Could it be that her time travel and book travel did not bring her any trouble, but instead allowed her to pick up Xiao Jingzhan, a treasure?
Zhu Xuntao had no answer in her heart, but she was willing to cherish the hard-earned time today.
When she went to bed at night, Zhu Xuntao also took the initiative to reach out to Xiao Jingzhan for the first time and fell asleep in his arms.
In this cold weather, even if there is a kang, it is still quite comfortable to sleep with a man who is as warm as a stove, because it is very warm...
As more and more disaster victims rushed to the capital, the Yu'an Hall prepared by Zhu Xuntao could not accommodate so many people.
Therefore, Zhu Xuntao simply arranged for the first batch of disaster victims who had been successfully isolated to build a simple house next to the Yu'an Hall.
New disaster victims, the elderly, the weak, the disabled, women and children can have priority to live in the Yu'an Hall.
As for the relatively healthy men, they were naturally arranged to live in the simple house built at the back.
But there were too many people and eyes, and even if Zhu Xuntao had good intentions and the court had tried its best to appease the disaster victims,
there would always be a few discordant voices that would come out to make trouble.
Not long after finishing the porridge, a man smashed his bowl in anger:
"I think the court and the government don't care about our lives at all. There are so many of us, but they only give us three bowls of porridge every day. Do they want to starve us to death?"
"Yes, look at this thin porridge, it's mixed with so many other things. We grown men can't eat enough."
"Those women and children live in better places than us, and they eat more than us. God knows what the people in the court are thinking."
"I think the court is deliberately starving us and making us starved to death."
"When the time comes, we won't even have the strength to resist if they want to do something to us."
"We can't stay like this any longer. If we wait any longer, there is only one word: 'death'."
"We finally managed to escape, we must fight for a way to live, no one can let us die."
"Fellow villagers, what do you think, is that right?"
The younger ones might be shaken when hearing such encouraging words.
But those who are over 40 and are grandfathers are not so easily persuaded.
Seeing that some young people they knew were actually trying to commit suicide, middle-aged men from the same village hurried over to stop them:
"Have you all lost your minds?"
"Have you forgotten how we fled to the capital?"
"Three bowls of porridge a day aren't enough?"
"Before fleeing the famine in the countryside, we ate our own food. How many meals a day did we have? We could only eat two meals a day."
"Why, your Excellency is willing to give us three meals, are you supporting us and having problems with your idleness?"
During the days of fleeing the famine, being able to eat three meals, even if it was porridge and mixed with grains,
was a good life that they would never have dared to imagine before today.
The young man who was scolded was a little unconvinced:
"When we were at home, although we ate two meals a day, what we ate was dry, not liquid."
"The capital is so prosperous, and everyone living in it is rich. Why can we only drink liquid, while they eat dry food and meat?"
Hearing such ungrateful words, the other party simply hit him:
"You eat your own food, which is dry, which is normal."
"You don't have to work for others, but you are supported by them. Is it wrong to support you?" "
When we were fleeing from famine, let alone liquid food, we even ate tree bark."
"I think it's because the nobles are too kind and the court cares too much about us ordinary people, so you have become accustomed to it and don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."