The villagers went up the mountain to store water. Lin'an Prefecture was surrounded by mountains. However, due to the drought, there was little food to eat.
County Magistrate Jiang was almost bald, and his wife couldn't bear to see him so much that she sold some of her dowry.
Notices were posted asking everyone to save food and water. Stock up on food and water. Stocking up on food was naturally directed at the poor people. While there was still some food in the mountains, everyone went to look for food.
They also brainwashed the wealthy merchants in Luoyang County, who had already been fleeced, by telling them that if they were willing to donate grain, they would receive a plaque from the Lin'an Prefecture government office, which would be passed down through the ages...
The wealthy merchant who had received the Luoyang County token plaque...
The village head relayed the Luoyang County Magistrate's words. Magistrate Jiang understood the situation better than they had heard from hearsay. He implicitly suggested that the drought was still ongoing and the Xiongnu might invade, so anyone with family in the south should flee as soon as possible...
The village chief's house.
After the village chief finished speaking, faint cries were heard from the crowd.
There are several old women in the village. They have lived in this place all their lives and they don’t know how long they can live, but they are facing this situation.
They were old, and it would be fine if they just closed their eyes and died, but what about their children and grandchildren? With little food and water, where could they flee, and how far could they go?
The cries of the elderly women stirred up the crowd, and everyone started sobbing with red eyes. The children didn't understand why, and a few of the weaker ones even burst into tears.
Liu Daling, the village chief, the elders and others felt heavy-hearted when they saw this scene and said nothing.
Cry, and then cheer up and walk the path you must walk.
After everyone calmed down, the village chief and several elders discussed a countermeasure. It was better to act sooner rather than later, so they decided to flee the famine south early the next morning.
Tell everyone to take what they need with them. Don't take anything you can't carry with you, as it won't become a burden on the road.
Each family should take care of itself and follow the team. No noise or chaos are allowed, otherwise they will be driven out of the village.
The oldest elders knew the horrors of fleeing famine. When they were young, they had fled here from central and southern Taiwan with their elders due to earthquakes, so they knew firsthand that fleeing famine was no joke!
The village chief, also called him Uncle Liu Daling, told the villagers what important things they needed to prepare. Everyone wrote them down carefully and hurried back to pack up what needed to be packed.
Liu Daling and Old Lady Jiang have already asked Liu Shihu and his son to go to the town to find Liu Shiliu's family.
The village head was planning to lead Dashi Village to the capital to escape the famine, but he couldn't just leave them alone once they reached the capital. Liu Mang immediately refused if Liujia Village and Xiaoshi Village agreed to go with him, as they had already agreed to flee south.
The head of Xiaoshi Village was caught in the middle, feeling torn. The capital was closer, at 800 li (one li in ancient times equaled 450 meters, so 800 li in expedited time was 360 kilometers). If they could walk 60 or 70 li a day, they would still be there in half a month.
If they go south, the road ahead is uncertain and they don't know where to go. Their ancestors were all from the north and they don't know what the south is like thousands or even tens of thousands of miles away.
The head of Xiaoshi Village decided to go back and ask the villagers to pack up their belongings, and then go to the village elders to discuss the matter.
An hour later, Xiaoshi Village Chief Li hurried to Liujia Village to find Liujia Village. Their village finally decided to follow Liujia Village.
The village chief and most of the villagers thought that following Liujia Village was a wise choice. A small number of people were related to Liujia Village, with people from this village marrying people from that village, and people from that village marrying people from this village.
Normally, among the three villages, the relationship between his two villages is the best, and the village heads have more contact with each other. Liujia Village also taught them how to pick yams, herbs, and how to make wheelbarrows.
They didn't understand much, they just thought that Liujia Village was lucky and that the village chief knew a lot, so maybe it would be better to follow them. There was already drought and famine in the north, and they were afraid that they would run out of food and water halfway. Wouldn't it be better to go south?
Most people in Xiaoshi Village are surnamed Li. There are more than 30 households and about 200 people in the village. The village chief is Li Daren, 35 years old. His wife, Xu, has two twin sons named Li Jiang and Li He, who are 16 years old and unmarried.
Village chief Liu discussed with the elders and told Li Daren in detail what the most important things were to bring when fleeing the famine. He also told the villagers to make it clear that they had to take care of their own families, not make any noise or chaos, and obey orders. If there was any provocation or fighting, they would be kicked out of the team without mercy.
There were over 200 people, and 40 of them were divided into small teams. Then, two reliable people were chosen from the teams to lead them. Village Chief Li nodded repeatedly. That made sense. He would definitely talk it over with the villagers.
10pm at Liu Yuhan’s house.
Except for the children who were asked to rest, everyone else sat in the main room waiting.
After checking their valuables again, Old Lady Jiang and her two daughters-in-law mixed all the black flour and white flour together, steamed buns with it, kept some after cooling, and Liu Yuhan kept the rest in a space privately.
Liu Shihu and his son have not returned yet, and Li is anxiously guarding the gate of the courtyard.
About a quarter of an hour later, an oxcart slowly approached. Liu Shihu and his son walked in front, holding torches. Liu Shiliu, Yang Zhi, and Yang Rongsan, mother and son, followed behind. Yang Nianhua was driving the cart, hauling a full load. Seeing them return, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Nianhua and his family followed the advice of Liu Daling and others and put their things in order.
Seeing that it was almost time, Old Lady Jiang asked Liu Yang and Liu Guang to give up their rooms. Liu Shiliu and his family had to make do with it for the time being and go to rest and recharge their batteries.
Liu Yuhan entered the space, collected all the Chinese cabbages that could be picked, put them in the freezer, and sowed the Chinese cabbage seeds again. It would take about 10 days before the sweet potato vines could be pruned and planted.
I used half of the extra two mu of land to transplant Chinese cabbage, peppers, eggplant, winter melon, pumpkin, cucumber, tomato, loofah, and zucchini. Of course, there are some climbing vegetables. I left some space, so I planted them along the edges. I also planted some processed bamboo and wood in there. I'll use them as vine support later.
The spatial flow rate doubled, and the vegetables grew rapidly. The potatoes planted earlier also broke through the soil. Liu Yuhan looked at the vegetable patch and the rice fields not far away, and his mood became much more stable.
I won’t read tonight. Before going to bed, I picked up my phone and searched on Baidu for some practical and simple sword techniques, and started learning them.
She studied for nearly an hour. Although she didn't have a sword, she had a knife. After the chaos she experienced in the town today, she deeply felt the importance of fighting power.
She knew Sanda and Taekwondo, so she was pretty good at close combat. Liu Yuhan thought of Jiang Lu, who treated her like a brother, and how strict and unsympathetic he had been when he taught her Taekwondo and Sanda. He must have hoped that she would be able to protect herself better.
There was a simple map of Nanlin Country placed on the bedside, which I had bought at the bookstore before. I set the alarm clock to go off in 8 hours and then fell asleep.
Tomorrow should be another chaotic day...
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