The moment Gu Jingcheng saw Su Xiaomu in men's clothes, it was really difficult to describe his mood in words at the moment.

But in his heart, he felt that it was reasonable for Su Xiaomu to do such a thing.

"If you're coming, why didn't you tell me earlier? You and I can go on the road together, and we can take care of each other. ”

Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu sat on the second floor of the post station, Gu Jingcheng has a special identity, he can live in a single room alone, and he can also ask his subordinates to prepare a table of meals for him.

Now that it is close to the capital, their group of people can still eat some good food here, and when they go to the south of the Yangtze River and encounter the affected places, the food will not be as good as it is now.

But this is not something to be surprising, Su Xiaomu has long been prepared to suffer, and she can also treat the meal at the moment with a normal heart, so after sitting down, Su Xiaomu immediately picked up the steamed buns on the table and nibbled on them.

She gnawed and vaguely reviewed Jingcheng's question: "If I told you, where could the two of us sit together and talk so easily as now?" I'm not here with you for anything else, just because the two of me are husband and wife, since I said that we share honor and disgrace, then I can't enjoy happiness in the capital alone, see you suffer in Jiangnan, right? ”

"I ......"

Gu Jingcheng frowned and was about to reply, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Su Xiaomu blocked all the words into his mouth.

"Nothing else needs to be said, now that I am already here, I must follow you to Jiangnan, instead of how to drive me back, you should think about it, how do you want to relieve the disaster after you arrive in Jiangnan, it is a pitiful life, all waiting for you to pity."

Drought and flood are the ones that occur in the south and north of the Yangtze River every year, but the difference is that the disasters vary from year to year, whether they are severe or mild.

When it comes to this year, it is really annoying, and the court has to make great efforts to provide disaster relief.

"Don't say it, you can say whatever I want to say back, after all, you always have an idea, maybe you can help me a lot this time."

Gu Jingcheng also accepted the reality.

And he is also very happy at the moment, even if he doesn't want to admit it, but as Su Xiaomu said, they are husband and wife, and they should share weal and woe and resist risks together.

It's just that Gu Jingcheng originally had a lot of ideas in his mind about the situation in Jiangnan at this moment, he had seen a lot of records of disasters in previous years, and he already had a bottom of the disaster this time, but when he really saw the real scene of Jiangnan with a pair of eyes, he still couldn't help it...... It made his whole heart tug up.

How to describe everything that the eye sees at this moment?

Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu looked down on a small hill, and only two words came out of their hearts - desolation.

After the disaster, the villages in Jiangnan were dilapidated.

Occasionally, one or two yellow-skinned people walked by in front of them, and occasionally three or four cries of grief could be heard in their ears.

Looking up at the sky, it was a gang of crows flying through the air with hoarse voices.

The crow is unknown, and someone must have died in the hovering sky.

A great flood, or rather, many great floods, directly destroyed everything in front of it.

Countless victims, the thick smoke that has been hovering in the air all day, what Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu can see at this moment, apart from these, Jiangnan is nothing,

This was originally the richest place in Da Chen, but now there was only a silent silence and a breath of despair that permeated the entire south of the Yangtze River.

"Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, I have reached this step of the field."

Gu Jingcheng looked at the scene in front of him with despair.

Although it is the richest place in Dachen and the most developed place in commerce, it has developed for a short time, and compared with other places in Dachen, it can be regarded as a vast and sparsely populated place.

The people in the south of the Yangtze River have a warm temperament, and they should be nurtured by this land and water, and compared with the people in other places, they have a graceful atmosphere.

Originally, it was a happy scene of prosperous commerce, full of laughter, and people living and working in peace and contentment, but because of the annual floods, it is now a mess.

People were displaced by the floods, and the sound of weeping and wailing surrounded the sky south of the Yangtze River, wrapping around every corner.

Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu walked side by side on the official road in the south of the Yangtze River, and they looked at the people lying on the side of the road begging, all of them with pity in their eyes.

These people were ragged and unkempt, and they could not see the serenity of the past.

Although their faces are different, the hollowness and despair in their eyes are the same, and their eyes are full of intense despair and dead silence.

When I entered the city gate of Jiangnan, the number of homeless people and beggars that I could see in front of me was even greater.

Since the first emperor opened up the Jiangnan Trade Road, in the past hundred years, Jiangnan has been the richest place in the big city.

What should have been a place of abundance where people came and went, laughter and laughter, but now the gates of the city were wide open, no one guarded them, and there were no traders in the city to buy and sell.

Merchants are the roots of Jiangnan, and now it seems that its roots are broken.

A city without roots, it is conceivable that Jiangnan has reached its most precarious point.

"I know the sadness, but I don't know that it is so sad."

There was an unconcealable pain in Gu Jingcheng's eyes, he and Su Xiaomu walked in step by step, and every step Gu Jingcheng walked very hard.

Their eyes are still wide streets, empty bazaars.

Most of these are still preserved, but the shops and houses along the street are all that remains in ruins.

The only thing that can be glimpsed is to look closely at those walls, and you can vaguely see the delicate patterns carved on the walls on them, which were originally a symbol of the wealth of the south of the Yangtze River.

But now there is nothing, the people are displaced, the beggars in the streets are unclothed, and the wailing spreads from every street.

"I didn't expect the disaster to be so serious, I thought that no matter how bad the flood was, it would be similar to the snow disaster we faced last time."

Su Xiaomu has almost never seen such a tragic scene in modern times.

Even if he was in Fucheng before, he faced locust plagues and snow plagues one after another, and he had foreseen and prepared for all measures in advance, so he had never seen such a tragic scene.

Therefore, today Su Xiaomu always felt that the suffering of the affected people was unbearable.

Su Xiaomu sighed painfully beside him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Natural disasters are natural disasters in the end, and they are inevitable and unbearable, no matter what kind of place they originally were, how noble their identity was, they were all flesh and blood, once they were unlucky, then they could only be filled with their own lives."

It's spring, and the distance between the capital and the south of the Yangtze River is less than a thousand miles, but the situation at this time is very different, which makes people sigh.

(End of chapter)