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Chapter 401 Refugees

Author: Feng Chuxiao

"They are refugees."

Wan Zhao, who had just come in with the medicine, had a look of sympathy on her face, "A few adults and two children, dressed in rags, were digging out swill buckets from other people's pubs on the street corner."

Last winter, a heavy snowstorm destroyed countless houses, leaving countless people homeless.

Some people took their whole families into towns in order to find food.

In their view, these people living in towns do not need to farm and can only rely on small businesses to have food and clothing.

They don't know that in these towns, there are also poor people who have no land and can only live by doing odd jobs, and their lives are even worse than them.

The commotion just now was caused by two groups of people fighting over swill buckets.

In order to rush back to the capital as early as possible, the motorcade never stopped except when it stopped to grab medicine.

The longer he stayed outside, the greater the risk. In order to return to the capital as early as possible, even the evening treatments were done on a walking carriage.

At this moment, Lu Sheige's carriage happened to turn around and pass by the back alley of a restaurant. By chance, he saw the restaurant pouring swill at noon.

Hearing that some people were so hungry that they grabbed swill to eat, Chen Luxing couldn't help but be curious and wanted to lift the curtain to take a look.

Qingkong on the side quickly stopped him: "Young master, no, it's very windy outside."

Because they were outside, Wan Zhao and Qing Kong called Lu Xiange and Chen Luxing from princess to prince to young lady and young master.

Lu Xiangge turned his head and saw the curiosity on Chen Luxing's face, and nodded at him: "Let Sister Qingkong wrap you in a big cloak, and then lift the curtain to see."

Chen Yuan, who was lying opposite, was also curious, but she didn't dare to be as blatant as Chen Luxing. She could only listen with her ears open, hoping to hear something to satisfy her curiosity.

Seeing that the two of them were so energetic, Lu Xiangge felt reassured and didn't care much. He just poured hot tea and drank it in small sips.

Chen Luxing was held by Qingkong, lying on the car window and watching a group of people fighting outside.

Next to it was an overturned swill bucket, with the remains of the food inside spilled all over the floor. Several children about his age ignored the fighting parents and uncles and lay on the ground, desperately picking up edible things from the ground.

Put it in your mouth.

Chen Luxing took a few glances, couldn't help the surge in his chest anymore, and hurriedly closed the car window.

He looked at his aunt, who was wearing a gorgeous dress, and then at the refreshments placed on the table. He carefully tugged at the hem of Lu Xiange's clothes and asked, "Auntie, can we give them something to eat? They are so pitiful. They eat off the ground.

swill."

Lu Sheige put down the teacup and said, "If you want to give it, then go ahead."

Hearing that his aunt agreed, Chen Luxing hurriedly called Wan Zhao and Qingkong to help him find the snacks prepared by his aunt.

He didn't know how many children there were outside, but he just wanted to do his best to give away all the pastries so that the poor people could eat enough.

When Wan Zhao dragged the plate of pastries and called someone, the carriage had already left the back door of the restaurant.

When Zhou Yang saw Wan Zhao calling for someone, he ordered a guard to come over and take the snacks and give them to the poor people.

Chen Luxing was lying on the window, his head almost sticking out, when he saw that when the guards were giving snacks to a few children, the group of fighting adults had already been driven away by the waiters in the restaurant.

The swill spilled on the ground left a stain on the ground.

"If you want to help them, just sending a few snacks is not enough."

Lu Xiuge touched Chen Luxing's neck and felt that his heat had subsided a little, and then continued, "If you want them to have enough food and clothing, you have to make your country rich and powerful. Only in this way can you really help them. Only the country

If we are strong and wealthy, no refugees will have to be displaced just because of a snowstorm."

Chen Luxing asked confusedly: "How can we make the country rich and powerful?"

Lu Xiangge thought for a while: "First of all, you have to become stronger and have a group of outstanding talents who can be used by you. Then you have to have ideals and vision to achieve your goals. You have to be broad-minded and have a long-term vision.

.”

Having said this, Lu Sheige looked at Chen Luxing and said, "I think it's still very difficult."

Chen Luxing didn't quite understand what his aunt said, but it didn't affect his own thinking.

The Taifu also told him before that as long as he studies hard, he can become a wise king. But he wants to know, if he studies hard and becomes a wise king, will his people be able to have enough to eat? Then why don't they?

What about reading?

Thinking of studying, Chen Luxing remembered something and hurriedly asked: "I remember my father said that my aunt went to various places to establish clan schools. Have those clan schools been established? Is it true that the more clan schools you learn, the more literate and sensible you will be?

The more people there are, the more useful and excellent talents there will be?”

Lu Sheige did not expect that Chen Luxing would think of this, so he nodded quickly and said: "Yes, that's right, reading can make people wise, and they will not remain ignorant and ignorant forever."

Chen Luxing said hurriedly: "Then I will go back and study hard. I want to be the best emperor."

Lu Sheige shook his head: "It's not enough to just be nice. People who are too nice will be bullied by others. You have to be the most powerful and powerful emperor, so that others fear you and respect you, because you can only go there if you are stronger and more capable.

Let those who have the ability obey."

Chen Luxing didn't know whether he understood or not, but Chen Yuan, who was sleeping in the brocade quilt, secretly clenched her fists.

After the carriage left Tangyi, they first boarded a big boat and crossed to the other side of the river before entering Beijing and going to the palace.

Fortunately, it was freezing cold. Only the slopes of the Yangtze River were slightly frozen, and the entire river was filled with mist but no ice.

No matter how big the ship is, it can only accommodate two carriages and more than a hundred soldiers.

Lu Xiangge's carriage got on board first, followed by the palace maid's carriage, which boarded behind.

In order to board the ship, the people in the carriage had to get off the car first and get on the ship. After they were all on the ship, the empty carriage could be safely pushed onto the ship under the escort of more than a dozen people.

When Lu Sheige came, he had eight liang of carriages and one hundred sergeants.

When crossing the river, it took two large boats and two trips back and forth to transport them across.

In addition to carrying the gifts, most of the more than an hour's journey was wasted crossing the river.

Now when they go back, they only need two large boats to take everyone there at once. Without the gifts on the six carriages, everyone can get on board very quickly.

Before Lu Sheige and his two children could sit down in the cabin, more than two hundred soldiers from a boat over there had already boarded.

Their boat was the only one, and it was delayed for a while because it had to bring up two carriages.

As soon as the carriage got on the boat and there were only a few soldiers left under the boat, I saw a group of people running towards the shore, shouting as they ran.

"Boatman, wait a minute, we have to cross the river too."

Chen Luxing's fever subsided and he felt much better. When he heard the sound, he immediately shouted: "Auntie, they are the group of people who were fighting just now."

When we were fighting over there just now, someone kept shouting: don't fight, don't fight.

He remembered this voice.
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