The villagers can't even feed themselves, so where is the extra food for them?
The emperor had lived a life of luxury for decades, but now he could only kneel on the ground and beg for a bite to eat.
The villagers were kind-hearted and gave each of them a bowl of porridge.
"Eat quickly and leave. We don't have any extra food here!"
The Emperor and Prime Minister Wan were filled with hatred when they heard this. If it were in the past, he would have killed all of their clans.
However, no matter how angry they were, they could only humbly eat the thin porridge given to them by others.
After the meal, Prime Minister Wan comforted the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The Third and Fourth Princes have already gone to the south. They will definitely come to look for us!"
The emperor could only rely on these words to keep himself alive.
When they were about to go to another family to ask for water, they heard several villagers nearby chatting.
"Have you heard that the water sources here were all dug out by Lord Fu?"
"Yes, I heard about it. I heard from the disaster victims passing by that Lord Fu dug out a spring in Zi'an City! The spring water flows down along several nearby rivers, so we have water here!"
"Master Fu is truly a god descended from heaven. Without him, we would have died of thirst and hunger!"
"Yes, the charge of treason is obviously false! If the Fu family really committed treason, why didn't they go to Chu State, but stayed here and starved with us!"
"Yes, the emperor must have framed them."
These people had heard a lot of gossip from others, and now they were filled with indignation when they talked about it. If the two beggars they were begging for food at this moment were the emperor and the prime minister, they would probably have come up and spit at them.
The emperor was so angry that he trembled.
Prime Minister Wan's face also turned ashen.
The two of them were not stupid anymore. Going to Lord Fu alone now would be courting death. They had to conserve their energy and stay here as beggars.
Waiting for his two precious sons to rescue them.
However, they did not know that their two precious sons had forgotten them completely. The two brothers had a quarrel and each took his own guards and soldiers, waiting to see who would get the throne in the future.
The desire to seize the throne is ingrained in the royal family. Even though disaster is imminent, they still haven't forgotten this matter.
Lord Fu in Zi'an City did not have such great ambitions. He followed his daughter-in-law to farm and grow vegetables every day.
The cotton that Chu Chenyin planted in the field is almost ready.
The radishes and cabbages planted elsewhere are already growing green leaves.
She would secretly come to water the spiritual spring every night.
The sandstorm in Mobei is still there. Chu Chenyin and Fu Yanting thought about it all night with the map in hand, and finally decided to plant three rows of trees around the city.
Use trees to block wind and sand.
Fortunately, Chu Chenyin had stockpiled a lot of saplings before.
She planted the sapling in the spiritual spring space, and it has now grown into a big tree.
Some of the fruit trees are already laden with fruit.
Among them was her favorite green plum. She picked some green plums and used the wine barrels and jars in the Space Supermarket to make four large barrels of green plum wine and placed them in her and Fu Yanting's room.
Then they moved a few of those trees and planted them next to the city wall.
Because she was unsure whether they would survive, she only planted three or four trees. After two or three days, when she saw that all of them were alive, she planted a larger area.
Ever since Fu Kanghong knew his sister-in-law's little secret, their team of two became a team of three, and there was one more person planting trees at night.
The three of them were busy until late at night before returning to their rooms.
Fu Kanghong was walking in the front. As he was walking, he suddenly heard a voice calling: "Brother, sister-in-law! There are people here!"
When Chu Chenyin heard the sound, he hurried over to see, only to see a man lying unconscious on the ground.
The man had his eyes closed and had fair skin, completely different from the disaster victims he had seen before. He looked very handsome, like a dazzling white pearl left in the desert.
Fu Canghong held up the lantern, looked down at the man's face, and quickly lifted his foot that was stepping on his hand, exclaiming in amazement: "Brother, sister-in-law, this guy is really good-looking!"
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