Then Chang Zhong set up the pot and started stewing the meat.
While waiting for the stew, Fu Manman chatted with Chang Zhong's family.
Knowing that they fled from Qingzhou City in the west, Chang Zhong was looking after the home of a wealthy man in Zhuangzi. He learned some boxing and kicking skills, which he practiced by himself. Because of his good skills, the man respected him.
Life was good, but last year Xidi invaded, and the defenders surrendered without a fight, leaving the entire city behind and the people fleeing.
Xidi rushed into the city, burned, looted, and killed everyone on sight. Chang Zhong and his family followed the master and finally escaped from the city.
Then along the way, we encountered either Sidida soldiers or rogue bandits who bullied the weak.
On the way to escape, we were separated from the master again, but fortunately the family could still be together, which was already very difficult.
"When something like this happens, does the court not care?" Fu Manman asked a little angrily.
There are so many victims, so the court should set up a resettlement center for the victims! These are poor people, and the court doesn't care how the suffering people live.
In the dynasty where she lives, wherever there is a disaster, the light of justice is there, protecting everyone, leading everyone out of difficulties, helping the victims rebuild, and providing support from all sides when one is in trouble.
Every scene is so passionate and heartwarming.
In this era, shouldn’t the imperial court also want to help the victims?
"The imperial court? Where is there any imperial court now? We went all the way south, and those cities wouldn't let us in. Those officials were all wolf-hearted and unwilling to save anyone." Chang Zhong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his fists clenched with anger.
Tightly, there was nothing but anger and helplessness in his eyes.
Fu Manman was deeply moved, felt the same, and said angrily: "Why is this court so careless about human life? What kind of evil world is this!"
It's so irritating! She was still too naive. This is an evil feudal society where human life is as thin as paper.
"The imperial court doesn't care about us, how can we live in the future?" Aunt Luhua cried. She looked at her children, and they were all so thin that they were out of shape.
"Stop crying, let's serve some meat to the children!" Chang Zhong urged.
The two twins from the Chang family had been squatting next to the pot and never left for a moment.
Aunt Luhua nodded and went to work.
At this time, Chang Zhong asked: "Where are you siblings going in the future? I heard others say that the Gyeongju City that goes to Beijing will not allow the victims of the disaster to enter the city."
"Then where are you going?" Fu Manman asked.
She doesn't know much about this society yet.
This Gyeongju Castle should be a city on the only way to the capital!
Since they don't accept refugees there, you can only choose others that do.
"I heard that there is a little Beiyang King in the north. He is young and promising, and has made great achievements in battle. He has recaptured several cities from the enemy. He is also good to the people. Many refugees in his jurisdiction have received relief food.
, we will allocate land to everyone next spring! I want to take my family to the north and make a living in the jurisdiction of Little Beiyang King." Chang Zhong talked about this Little Beiyang King with reverence on his face and a twinkle in his eye.
Shining light is a light full of expectations for future life.
"Brother, this little Beiyang King is so powerful." Fu An looked admiring.