As the weather grew warmer, people left the Central Plains and came to the Jiangnan area.
The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and I am familiar with its scenery. At sunrise, the flowers on the river are redder than fire, and in spring, the river water is as green as blue.
The spring breeze penetrates into the bones, the willow branches are stained with green waves, the sky is misty and rainy, and the apricot blossom boat sways by.
It is clearly a very beautiful scenery, if you ignore the miserable-looking refugees on the roadside.
I don’t know when it started, but there were more and more refugees on the road. Sometimes the whole road was filled with refugees, wearing tattered clothes and with unkempt hair and dirty faces.
The looks in Xie Ling and the others' eyes were fierce and bloodshot, as if they would rush up and eat them in the next second.
Fortunately, there were several officers led by Shen who were holding long swords and clearing the way in front, and there was also a huge tiger like Gungun to suppress them, otherwise Xie Ling felt that those refugees would really tear them apart.
The river water we encountered on the road became shallower and shallower. Sometimes we couldn't even scoop it up with a wooden ladle, and we could only use a small spoon to scoop it up little by little.
Spring and summer are clearly rainy seasons, but this entire month, not a single drop of rain fell.
The earth is getting drier and drier.
When encountering a river, every household would rush to fetch water, using wooden buckets, wooden basins, and any tool that could hold water, because they didn't know when the water would run out.
What is even more frightening is that, since no one knows when, there has been a rumor that an epidemic has appeared in the west.
The second prince's army was defeated one after another, countless soldiers died, the corpses piled up together, and the hot weather led to an epidemic.
The city in the west has become like hell, I don’t know if the news has spread to the south.
Anyone infected with the disease will surely die, and it is highly contagious.
For a time, both the people in the exile team and the refugees were in panic.
There are still many refugees on the official road. Those who are better off drive mule carts and sit on them with their whole family.
If the conditions are bad, they will walk with a cane, leaving a bloody footprint with every step.
Xie Ling lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a family of refugees next to her own carriage.
The woman was no more than twenty years old. She was carrying a child on her back, holding another in her arms, and holding another by the hand. Her husband was carrying a bag of rice bran. The whole family looked numb.
The child had clear eyes and a dirty face, and he looked at Xie Ling with curiosity.
Xie Ling couldn't bear it and closed the car curtain.
I could vaguely hear someone talking outside.
"Mother, are they fairies? Fairy sister, there is another fairy brother outside, he is so beautiful!"
The woman said in a tired voice, "What if they are gods? Can they give me and my mother a bite of food to eat and a sip of water to drink?"
Xie Ling thought that the fairy brother the child was talking about should be the beautiful woman in red that she brought back.
Her name was Jiangxue. At this moment, she was dressed in red, sitting outside the carriage driving the car. Her profile was as white as jade in the cold moonlight, so beautiful that it was a little inhuman.
Every medicine man has an extremely beautiful face that can captivate a whole country, and Jiangxue is no exception.
Xie Ling looked up at Gu Wei again.
Gu Wei was holding a torch in front, his slender waist outlined by his black round-necked robe.
The exposed wrist is slender with distinct joints.
At this moment, he turned around, his nose was high, his thin lips were slightly pursed, cold and ascetic, and his pupils were as pale as glass, making his eyes look too cold.
When Gu Wei noticed that Xie Ling was looking at him again, the frost and snow on his brow faded and he smiled at her.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is enchanting.
Xie Ling felt that she was more attracted to Gu Wei's looks.
She still hasn't figured out whether Jiangxue is a man or a woman.
But 80% of them are men.
The Gu family was not stupid. After a while, they discovered that the person they thought was a peerless beauty was actually a man.
Li Ge'er and Ru Jie'er called him brother, and he did not object.
Jiangxue was very silent, but he rushed to do any work, as if he was afraid that the Gu family would drive him away.
At this time, everyone was scrambling to drive the carriage.
Xie Ling looked up at Pei, Song, and Qiuyue. Each of them had a look of pity on their face and did not dare to look at the chaotic world outside the carriage.
But Jiangxue had a blank expression on her face, and there was no emotion in her eyes.
Xie Ling thought that it was because he had suffered too much when he was a medicine man, so he was somewhat numb to the sufferings of the world.
"Bodhisattva, kind-hearted Bodhisattva, please give me some food. My family and I haven't eaten for three days. Even a sip of water would be great..."
The curtain of the carriage beside Pei was suddenly lifted, and an old woman with wrinkled face begged Pei.
Pei looked at the crowd of refugees behind the old woman, and immediately closed the curtain and tied a knot to prevent others from opening it from the outside.
Pei's eyes showed some reluctance, and she said coldly, "Remember what I said, no matter who asks you for food, you can't give it! You can save them temporarily, but not forever! Besides, with so many people, how can you save them all?"
Xie Ling thought so too.
As soon as Pei finished speaking, there was a sudden commotion from behind.
Xie Ling lifted the curtain and looked over, and saw that the carriage of the Gu family's branch was full of refugees.
The people inside were grabbed and grabbed by the refugees, their clothes were torn, their hair was scattered, and some refugees even tried to open their mouths to bite them.
All the refugees were shouting and crying, and some even knelt outside the carriage and kowtowed, not caring even though their faces were covered in blood.
"Give my family some too, please."
"Good Bodhisattva, my family hasn't eaten for seven days."
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Like a spark that starts a prairie fire, the refugees suddenly rioted and all rushed towards the Gu family's branch, climbed onto his carriage and robbed his supplies.
There were so many refugees pouring in like a tide that Xie Ling could hardly see the Gu family members in the carriage.
The officers came over quickly, drew their long swords, and killed two more refugees to serve as a warning to others. Only then did the refugees disperse.
Looking at the carriages of the Gu family's side branches, everyone's face was stained with blood, their hair was disheveled, their clothes were torn, and they were frightened out of their wits.
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