There were more victims at the foot of the mountain, and some were pulling salute carriages, oxen carts, and mule carts. They were not just here to pull water, they were obviously trying to escape the famine.

In this era, horses are precious animals, and they are luxury cars that cannot be afforded by ordinary families. People who own carriages are either rich or noble.

Everyone looked at it strangely, but they didn't dare to get close because there were guards with knives around the carriage.

Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli were overjoyed. Rich people were well-informed and knew where it was safe, where refugees were being taken, and where conditions were good.

In Shiliba Village, Dong Youfu, who has worked in the town, is considered knowledgeable. Not to mention the villagers who have never been out of the village, they seem to be blind as soon as they come out, and their eyes are blackened.

If you want to find out detailed information, you have to go to a wealthy family, at least they know more than ordinary people.

Dongming Ziyu raised his hand to signal the team to pause, walked towards a more respectable carriage, stopped three meters away, raised his hands and saluted, "Everyone, please be polite!"

"Swish, swish, swish," the guards all pulled out their knives, pointed at Dongming Ziyu's chest, and said sternly: "Get out!"

Shangguan Ruoli took a look, pulled out a shovel from the cart, jumped over, pointed at the opponent, and said: "Put down the weapon!"

Ling Yue also pulled out a dagger, ran to Dongming Ziyu, and gestured at him, "Whoever bullies my father, I will stab him to death!"

Qian's face also changed, and he ran over from behind with a hatchet like a madman, and at the same time he cursed: "I just asked for directions, and even drew my sword! See what you can do, there is nothing you can do."

I'm afraid of you!"

"Kill them!" Shuan Zhu put down his mother on his back, pulled out the kitchen knife on his waist, and rushed over first.

At the same time, everyone picked up all kinds of guys and rushed over. They surrounded the carriage and several guards, and roared with red eyes: "What are you doing?! Let's fight! Come on! Come on!

"

A posture of 'If you dare to use the knife, we will fight you tooth and nail'.

Mr. Dong said angrily: "Put down the knife!"

The big men were shocked by this gesture. They didn't expect that they were just a group of disaster victims, and their hearts were so united. Everyone's voices were quite loud, which made their ears buzz.

They thought that Dongming Ziyu came to beg for food because of their wealth. In the past, when they encountered disaster victims asking for food, they could scare the victims away as soon as they drew their swords. They didn't expect that they would stab a hornet's nest this time.

Sheathing the knife seems a bit embarrassing. If you don't put the knife away, there are too many people and they can't do it.

"Put away the knife!" A cold and majestic male voice came from the carriage.

No one saw it. Rong Chuan, who was sitting on the cart, froze when he heard the sound. He quickly lay down and covered his face with a broken straw hat.

The man in the car said: "You can't talk to a frog in a well, don't waste your time, stay away from them!"

"Yes!" The guards sheathed their knives and protected the carriage to avoid it, as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

Qian spat at them, turned around and checked Dongming Ziyu's chest, "Si'er, are you injured?"

His clothes were not torn, and he knew he was not injured without answering. He then asked, "Are you scared?"

Dongming Ziyu smiled, "Mom, I'm fine."

Da Lang came over, looked at the carriage and asked, "Uncle Fourth, what did that man mean when he said frog just now? We don't have frogs."

Dongming Ziyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he still explained: "A frog in a well cannot talk to the sea. He just looks down on us and says that we are just the frogs at the bottom of the well. He cannot reason with us."

"Bah! He's not a frog, he's an eagle, he's a dragon. Why is he still running away from the famine? Why is he still here fighting for water for the victims?" Mrs. Qian felt that her smart and literate baby son had been wronged, so she stretched and wrinkled his face.

At the corner of his clothes, he said: "Si'er, from now on we will ignore people like that! Huh?"

Dongming Ziyu didn't care, "Mom, I still have to ask for directions."

After saying that, he patted the little old lady's thin shoulder and walked towards another lower-profile carriage.

The people in the carriage had already noticed the situation here and thought it was a riot by the victims. They had already held the hilt of their swords and were on guard. When they saw Dongming Ziyu coming, they looked slightly relaxed.

Although this man was wearing coarse linen clothes, he had a noble and majestic temperament that made people dare not look directly at him.

Therefore, I was quite polite to Dongming Ziyu and answered all my questions.

Dongming Ziyu asked everything he wanted to ask, and when he came back, everyone gathered around to ask and find out what was going on.

Dongming Ziyu said: "Our King Duan was defeated. King Xian and King Rui let their soldiers in, burned, killed and looted. Many towns were massacred. King Xian and King Rui fought again because of the uneven division of territory."

"His!" Everyone gasped, with lingering fear in their hearts.

Fortunately they escaped, otherwise they would have died!

Gouziniang and sister-in-law both burst into tears. They didn't know whose people the three Gouzi were captured by, whose soldiers they belonged to, or whether they were still alive.

Dongming Ziyu continued: "Continue to walk south for a few months, and you will reach the fiefdom of King Chen. After passing King Chen's fiefdom, walk for a few months and you will reach the capital.

However, the Gyeonggi region will not take in the victims, but only distribute food to repatriate the victims. In order to reduce the pressure on the capital, King Chen and King Shun in the south took in the refugees, settled them, and gave them land."

Everyone understood that the emperor was afraid of the troubled people, so he only provided relief and did not take in the refugees. He gave them some food to drive them away. King Chen and King Shun shared the worries of their father and were willing to take in the refugees.

Dong Chunlei said: "Are we settling in the closest fiefdom of King Chen?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "Yes, the south is more prosperous, but the mountains are far away and the roads are far away, and many people can't make it there."

What he was thinking was, Chen, the nickname for the emperor, and King Chen’s fiefdom was the closest to the capital. The old emperor’s favorite successor was probably King Chen. So, King Chen’s fiefdom should be the safest. In the future, it would be the land of Longxing. In terms of policy,

It will also be the most generous and preferential.

With goals and hopes, everyone became more energetic. However, they did not dare to walk slowly. People riding in carriages said it would take several months to walk, but their legs were tied, fearing that it would take even longer.

There was food in the stomach, food and water in the car, and after resting for a day and two nights, I started to walk with more energy and walked over a hundred miles in one breath.

When it got dark, we arrived at the county seat of Xu County.

There were officers and soldiers at the city gate, and the victims were not allowed to enter. There were several porridge sheds at the door, with high flames and huge iron pots, and the smell of porridge could be heard.

Dong Youyin shouted: "Look, there are indeed rich people giving porridge."

Everyone smelled the fragrance and quickened their pace, almost jogging. It had been a long time since they had smelled such a fragrant food fragrance.

Next to the porridge shed, there were government servants and servants from wealthy households to maintain order, asking everyone to line up with their own bowls, one bowl per person, and then leave after eating, without lingering around.

This means that people who give you porridge don't care if you are full, nor will they feed you for a long time.

One person had one bowl, and they could not be led. Rong Chuan and the other two who were seriously injured and could not walk were also supported in line to receive porridge.

Erlang's head has recovered, but he occasionally feels dizzy. Without delaying anything, he holds Rong Chuan, who is resting on the deck on his legs, in front of Ling Yue and Wu Lang.

A man with a long, sly eyebrow made some porridge and drank it while walking back, looking around with his little eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Rong Chuan, and his eyes flashed fiercely.
Chapter completed!