Chapter 9: The Imperial Princess in the Tide of Refugees
Under the endless blue sky is an endless smoke of gunpowder.
War is like a natural disaster that cannot be reversed by human beings, after the natural disaster, the village is no longer a village, the town is no longer a town, the county is no longer a county, and the city is no longer a prosperous city...... They are all generally deserted ruins.
Broken walls, toppled beams, blackened mounds of dirt and dead grass growing on the mounds, if I had to say that the difference between these ruins is nothing more than a great desolation and a small desolation.
Within the jurisdiction of Xinling County of the Great Yan Empire, after being trampled by 60,000 iron horsemen in Xiyi Prefecture, it has become rarely populated.
The flow of refugees everywhere is like a snowball, and the ranks of refugees around Cher have continued to grow along the way, from a few hundred people at the beginning to a huge number of people now.
They fled for more than a month, but they had never seen a city full and prosperous in the early morning sun.
......
Twilight shrouded the county seat.
After the breakdown, it can be vaguely seen that a child ran out of the mansion of the compound where the lintel was once glorious.
It was a little girl.
The little girl carried the sweet potato she had picked up in her arms. It was born, but it was scorched black by the fires that followed the war.
Now it doesn't look like a stone lion sleeping in front of the mansion of a rich and noble family, the little boy saw his sister running over excitedly, and the boy who was already hungry and weak helped the stone lion to stand up.
"Sister. ”
"Brother, look. ”
"It's a sweet potato?"
"Well, you can eat. ”
The little boy took a big bite of the charred sweet potato, and his face was full of happy smiles.
The younger brother handed the sweet potato, which he didn't eat much, to his sister.
The little girl took a small bite and handed it to her brother again.
The influx of refugees poured into Xinling, which had long been reduced to a deserted county seat, and although there was silence along the way, the migration of thousands of people was also not a small movement.
The elder sister saw the distant team coming towards this side, and instinctively hugged the younger brother, and the sister and brother were terrified with the only food for two days, and quietly squatted down.
Cover his body with the fallen stone lion.
The refugees did not continue to hurry, and the vast majority of them could not resist the fatigue of the continuous travel, and the people who walked at the forefront simply sat down against the rocks on the side of the road.
The refugees chose the place to lie down.
Xue'er helped a mother-in-law surnamed Wu to sit on the board, and then hugged the mother-in-law's little granddaughter and leaned down on the side.
Finally, they could take a short rest, and the refugees took out the food flatbread they had prepared to escape the disaster, and devoured what little water they had left.
Then came the dead of night.
All the refugees who poured into Xinling County fell asleep, into a nightmare that I don't know whether it was prosperity or chaos.
The siblings, who were hiding behind the stone lions, slowly poked their heads out.
The cool moonlight reflected the two pale little faces that were afraid of the unfamiliar, as if the elder sister and the younger brother had made a difficult decision to look at each other, and the two homeless children quietly approached the sleeping refugee group.
They were so hungry.
They just want to eat.
The sister and brother, who had never been thieves, took advantage of the dead of night to sleep, and walked very lightly to a pair of old mothers-in-law who were leaning on each other into a dream, and the little boy stretched out his hand.
The little boy got the burden from his mother-in-law's arms, but he was surprised and alarmed the sleeping people.
"Thieves steal. ”
The old woman cried out.
The old man also shouted.
The sister and brother were suddenly frightened, and they were stunned for a long time before they remembered to run away.
The surrounding refugees were woken up one after another.
When he heard what was going on, the young and strong man caught up with the young brother who was forced to be a thief for the first time in order to survive.
The young lady cried urgently.
With tears on his face, he pulled his brother's feet, crying and shouting: "Don't dare next time, beg your uncle to let us go." ”
"Please let my brother go with a kind uncle. ”
The little girl knelt down.
The stubborn little boy also cried.
The middle-aged man said with a hideous face: "Let Lao Tzu let you go? Who will let Lao Tzu go?"
If you raise your hand, you will slap the child.
Cher scolded behind her, "Slow." ”
The middle-aged man turned his head reluctantly, and then threw the boy aside.
Xue'er's eyes showed a little surprise, and the skirt of her skirt fluttered under her feet, and a flash caught the boy without danger.
Cher hugged the boy and put it down.
The young lady ran over, and the two homeless children hugged each other and cried.
Cher protects her two children behind her.
More and more refugees are pouring in.
The middle-aged man snatched back the burden for his old husband and mother-in-law, but still did not persevere, rolled up his sleeves: "Who are you? Didn't you see this kid stealing our things?"
Without waiting for Xue'er to speak, the little girl behind her timidly pulled the corner of Xue'er's skirt, her bright eyes flashed, with grievances, and she said in a weak mosquito and fly voice: "Auntie, we are just hungry." ”
Xue'er smiled and wiped the little girl's cheeks: "There is an aunt here, it's okay." ”
Xue'er stroked her forehead and turned to look at the man in front of her: "This big brother, the child is just hungry, you don't remember the villain, don't be like them." ”
Xue'er, who has been in exile for a long time and knows a little about human feelings, knows that the other party will not give up, so she took off the jade bracelet given by the emperor's brother on his tenth birthday and gave it to the man.
The man looked at the jade bracelet and was silent.
The old couple who had lost their burdens behind them walked slowly, looked at the pair of sisters and brothers who were pitiful, and remembered their grandson who was scattered and lost when the city was broken, and the old woman's wrinkled hands wiped away the vicissitudes of life.
The man returned the burden to the old couple.
The old woman took out the only piece of dry cake left from her baggage and walked up to Cher: "Blame the poor child." That's all the old woman has left, so let's give them to eat first. ”
Tears welled up in Xue'er's eyes: "Mother-in-law." ”
The old woman smiled kindly and waved her hand to the sister and brother behind Xue'er: "It's out of the way." When I'm old, I don't have much to eat. ”
My sister understood her mother-in-law's kindness, but she was still a little afraid.
She looked up at Cher.
What a beautiful sister, a kind sister.
Xue'er bent down and gently tapped the little girl's nose: "Don't hurry up and thank your mother-in-law." ”
For some reason, the little girl, who had an inexplicable sense of closeness to Cher, finally stepped forward bravely.
The older sister held her brother's hand.
Four dirty little hands took the dry cake: "Thank you, mother-in-law." ”
The refugees dispersed.
is also a fallen person at the end of the world, who would have the heart to see other people's jokes.
Xue'er led her sister and brother to get together with Granny Wu.
Granny Wu has a very well-behaved granddaughter, and when she saw a partner of the same age as herself, the little girl asked curiously: "My name is Wu Shengslow, what is your name?"
"My name is Chen Changping. ”
"My name is Chen Changsheng. ”
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Looking at the three children who didn't know the suffering of the world, Xue'er on the side couldn't help but think of the scene when she met Ling'er in the palace when she was a child.
and the royal brother who loves her. In the academy, Brother Changfeng, Brother Xingyun, and her ten sons are comrades.
In Cher's soft palm, she held the token of her cross comrade.
"Things are people, not everything. ”