Chapter 0003: Snow Drinking Vengeance Spear
When Xiao Rong returned to the inn, the waiter came out with dirty water. When he saw Xiao Rong, he was very surprised: "Sir, you look really good today, very fresh."
Xiao Rong: “…”
Ah Shu secretly glanced at Xiao Rong, and yes, it was indeed very bright, with both cheeks turning pink from anger.
Xiao Rong had a stiff face and said nothing. He waved his sleeves and went straight upstairs. Ashu quickly followed and closed the door behind him.
It was really like when it rains it pours. His husband was such a face-conscious person and had never suffered such an injustice.
Xiao Rong sat on the bed sulking. Ah Shu was quiet for a while before he walked carefully to Xiao Rong's side and comforted him like Xiao Rong did before: "Lord."
"Don't be angry."
"If you get sick from anger, no one can replace you."
Xiao Rong: “…………”
He didn't move his body, but slowly turned his head and looked at Ah Shu's innocent face. Xiao Rong slowly said, "Ah Shu, why do I suddenly feel uncomfortable looking at you?"
Ashu: “…”
He closed his mouth.
In fact, Ah Shu was also very worried. Since he first came to Xiao Rong's side, Ah Shu had been listening to Xiao Rong's constant chatter about how he wanted to find the Zhenbei Army and stay in the Zhenbei Army to serve. Now that he had finally found it, he was rejected so harshly.
The days of traveling outside were not easy, and the money they brought with them was almost used up. The owner was not so stingy at first, but he became like this because he found that the money was spent too quickly.
After the Yong Dynasty moved south, prices soared to an alarming level. Now Southern Yong is considered stable, but as they went north, the prices in the north were only slightly better than at the end of Northern Yong.
One big coin can buy two cakes. The big coin at this time is not the copper coin as people think. Small coins are copper coins, and big coins are heavier copper coins. One big coin is approximately equal to twenty small coins.
A ten-cent plain cake, without any fillings, was only enough to feed a child half full. This price was sky-high no matter where it was, and the reason why the price of cakes rose to this level was because the price of grain was too high.
It is normal for food prices to be high during turbulent times, but in the era in which Xiao Rong and his friends lived, there was also an incredible feature.
That is, the price of firewood is as expensive as the price of grain. …
People living in this era know that firewood is expensive, but they don't know why it is so expensive. Moreover, because it has been expensive for many years, they have become accustomed to it. Fortunately, firewood is different from food. As long as you look for it day and night and use all your free time to collect firewood, you can always collect enough to keep your family going for the whole year. However, if something unexpected happens and takes up people's time, and there is not enough firewood and you can't afford it, then there is only one way to go, that is, freezing to death.
It was probably from this time that the word "firewood" was ranked first among the four necessities of life: firewood.
During this era, cold dishes developed rapidly, and several charcoal burning methods appeared. In order to keep warm, people did everything they could. Thirty years ago, many people will never forget the snow. From Goguryeo to Ganxiang, thick snow covered them all. The Yangtze River and Han River froze in winter, and a large number of cattle and sheep in the north froze to death. In the south, because the snowstorm was not expected to last for a long time, within a month, a full 1.5 million people were buried in the heavy snow.
The people who were frozen to death didn’t know that they were unlucky to be born during one of the three large-scale cooling climate nodes in history. They also didn’t know that perhaps freezing to death was a relatively good outcome. Because of the cooling climate, the nomadic peoples in the north lost their homes and had to move south to compete for new resources. The Central Plains, which originally had a suitable climate, was also caught off guard, and the situation became even more chaotic.
The dead don’t have to worry anymore, but the nightmare for the living has just begun.
Thirty years ago, there were heavy snow, treason, migration, invasion, and going down the mountain. Many things happened.
Today, thirty years later, people have not escaped the negative impact of that heavy snow and still live in fear of snow and blood.
But, as I said, they get used to it, and once they get used to it, they won't feel sad anymore.
Ashu is young and he has not experienced the snowstorm, but he lives here and knows that the north becomes very cold in winter. The fees for staying in an inn in winter and summer are different. The winter is particularly long now, and his master is not in good health, so Ashu hopes that Xiao Rong can go back to the south.
In the past, the Zhenbei Army did not reject Xiao Rong, and Ashu did not have the courage to mention this. But today, when he discovered that the Zhenbei Army had this attitude, he plucked up the courage and told Xiao Rong.
"Master, since the Zhenbei Army doesn't want you, should we go back?"
Xiao Rong: “…”
Just when he felt a little better, he heard these words. Xiao Rong thought to himself, you are really good at talking.
He looked at Ashu and asked him, "Do you want to go back?"
Ah Shu looked at him nervously: "I want to, no, I don't want to, wherever the Master goes, Ah Shu will go, but Linchuan is the Master's home, and, and..."
Seeing that his face was about to turn red, Xiao Rong sighed and considerately finished his words for him: "Yier and the others are there too, right?"
Ashu nodded quickly.
Xiao Rong couldn't help but smile: "Do you miss Yi'er?"
Ah Shu quickly shook his head again: "The young master is your younger brother. Ah Shu thinks that being with his relatives will make you feel more at ease, and it will also be more beneficial to your health." Xiao Rong was silent.
I wish that were true.
If possible, he didn't want to stay here. It was already spring, but he was still freezing. Qu Yunmie was a fool who only knew how to fight but not how to govern. The reason why Pingyang City was in order was entirely because the governor of Pingyang was very capable. When the Yong Dynasty moved south, almost all the aristocratic families followed them, leaving behind the dilapidated city and Wubao, which made it difficult for this place to recover for a long time.
But he couldn't leave... He had finally managed to save his life, how could he just give up?
What's more, the South is a comfortable nest now, but it will not be so in the future. When the Prince of Chenliu starts a rebellion next year, not to mention Linchuan, even the farthest Zhuya Prefecture will not be able to escape the disaster.
Xiao Rong sighed again and patted Ashu's thigh gently, "Ah Shu."
Ashu looked at him in confusion.
Xiao Rong showed a tired but happy smile: "As your husband, I will never feel at ease anywhere I go. Only with the King of Zhenbei and Qu Yunmie, only by staying by his side, can I recover without medicine and experience what it means to feel at ease wherever my heart is."
Ah Shu's pupils trembled. He always heard Xiao Rong scolding the King of Zhenbei, and thought that Xiao Rong hated him and even wanted to replace him. He didn't expect...
Is it really like this!!!
Ah Shu was still young, and his worldview had been shaken, but Xiao Rong didn't notice it at all. He said, "After I settle down, I will write a letter to pick up Yi'er and the others. Don't worry, you will be reunited soon."
Ah Shu was stunned for a moment, then after realizing what was happening, he asked, "Master, are you really going to stay in Pingyang City?"
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