"Dad, more and more people are gathering at the foot of the mountain. Someone might have seen me when I went out to get information today."
"When there was a war in the north, we fled to the mountains to survive. Now even these mountains are not safe. Alas."
Qian Dayong told his youngest son to pack his luggage and prepare to go down the mountain. They had to go down the mountain because there were more and more refugees at the foot of the mountain. Their family of four looked healthier than those people. People could tell at a glance that they had food and would definitely be robbed. They had to leave quickly and find a way to survive while they still had some wild animals and fruits they had hunted in the mountains to sustain them for a while. He didn't know how his eldest daughter and her family were doing.
Taking advantage of the night, they joined a group of people fleeing famine. They looked similar to them, with some baggage, so their family would not stand out. After asking around, they learned that these people were from Pingqing, which was already a prosperous area in the south, and these people were all fleeing famine.
Qian Dayong didn't know what to do. Where else could they go? They had originally escaped from the north and lived in the mountains with their own strength.
Half a month later, Zhu Kang went to the military camp. Now An Jingzhi was not only his right-hand man but also his savior. When he heard that An Jingzhi was going to give his nephew an education, he hurriedly sent his son over as well.
An Jingzhi spends half an hour every day to enlighten his three children, not with the Four Books and Five Classics, but with some enlightenment stories to help them establish their three views.
Don't become a meat eater in the future.
Let them study and complete their homework on their own during the rest of the time.
It was not long before it had to be suspended because Zhu Kang had too few administrative talents under him, and his workload increased as his territory expanded.
An Jingzhi stood on the top of Jiayu City, looking at the increasing number of disaster victims outside the city. Among them were a few horse-drawn carriages, which looked shaky and must have been looted.
The granaries were not short of food, and the bureaucratic families in the cities they captured later had stored a lot of food. This was all a bargain for them.
These people have been fleeing all the way, and their hygiene conditions are worrying. If not handled properly, a plague will break out just like the original owner's memory.
At the command, a large pot was quickly set up outside the city. The refugees looked at the city gate with numb expressions, greedily inhaling the fragrance in the air.
The fragrant smell of white porridge kept drilling into their noses. Everyone rushed forward frantically, and soon it became a mess.
"Dong, dong, dong!" The soldiers responsible for maintaining order struck the gong, and the crowd was silent for a moment.
"Everyone, line up here. If you don't, get out! The able-bodied men line up on the left, and the old and weak line up on the right!" As he said this, the soldiers on both sides who were maintaining order drew their swords.
Those who wanted to test the waters gave up their thoughts after seeing the situation. They didn't want to test the waters themselves. They could see clearly from the flags on the city walls that the people in the city were bandits.
A few people who wanted to cut in line were dragged out, and those who tried to resist were killed on the spot. The refugees dared not to act rashly again, as these bandits were ruthless with their knives.
"Aunt, my grandfather is sick and can't get up. Can I help him fight?" Qian and Zhao looked at each other with complicated expressions.
If it weren't for my younger brother, they would be one of them. Now their families have stopped everything and come together to help Jiayu City to resettle the refugees. There are really not enough people in the city, and they are happy to do this good deed, not just to help Jingzhi.
"Sure, bring the bowl over." Qian filled two bowls of porridge for the child. Although there was not much rice, it was enough to make them half full.
"Xiao Zhang, take this child over."
"Yes, ma'am." Xiao Zhang looked at the child with sympathy, and scanned the crowd around with sharp eyes, scaring them into retracting their greedy gazes.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, look, the kind aunt gave me two bowls of porridge."
"Good, good, we have met a kind person. Yaya, you are a lucky person." The ragged old man leaned against the tree with tears in his eyes.
"Dad, guess who I saw!" Little Brother Qian was very excited.
"See who? Did you see your sister?"
"Ah! Dad, how did you know?! Did you see it too?"
"Where is your sister? How is she? Why didn't you bring her back when you saw her?!" Qian Dayong was very excited. He had doted on this daughter and raised her. When he said goodbye to her in such a hurry, he didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
"Dad, you won't believe this! Big sister is fine! She's in the group of the elderly and weak ahead, making porridge for them."
The reason why Qian Xiaodi knew about this was because his wife saw it when they were queuing, but she was not familiar with this elder sister-in-law and was not sure whether the woman who made the soldiers respect her was Qian Baozhen.
After taking the porridge, she looked at Qian Baozhen a few more times. The soldier next to her looked at her with a scrutinizing look, which scared her so much that she left quickly and asked Qian Xiaodi to go and identify the person.
Qian Dayong's family looked at the familiar figure from afar. Qian Dayong was sure that it was her daughter Baozhen. She didn't know why she was here. This was the rebels' territory. No one would come here to rebel unless they couldn't survive. Seeing her daughter healthy and rosy, Qian's mother couldn't help but wipe away her tears. Fortunately, her Baozhen was still there.
"Madam, look, those people have been looking at you. Do you know them?" Xiao Zhang knew that they must be acquaintances when he saw the old woman crying while looking at Qian Baozhen.
Qian Baozhen, after filling the old man's bowl with porridge all night, looked up and saw those figures. Qian Baozhen burst into tears and said, "Dad, Mom!" She handed the spoon in her hand to Xiao Zhang beside her and ran towards the Qian family.
"Dad and Mom, it's great that you're still here!"
Qian Baozhen hugged her mother tightly, crying loudly and feeling extremely excited.
After instructing Xiao Zhang to help her distribute porridge, she chatted with the Qian family about her life after leaving them, and listened to her parents talk about their experiences.
She knew that her father was so capable and would definitely be able to take good care of the whole family.
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