The morning sun illuminates the dust in the room through the screen window, and the gentle breeze blows in through the gap in the window, bringing moisture and freshness.
Lingqi woke up in bed, but she still didn't want to get up. She slept soundly last night, it must be a long time since she had such a good sleep.
But for some unknown reason, she felt that the bed was a bit cramped, and she seemed to be holding something soft in her arms. She couldn't help but touch it, and she could still smell a faint fragrance from the tip of her nose.
Opening her eyes vaguely, a face that was close at hand appeared in front of her. It was she who was hugging a person, who was wearing a white dress, and his clothes were a little messy, lying on his side beside her, sleeping with his eyes closed.
Her wristband was around the man's waist, making the two of them very close, and they could almost feel the warm breath exhaled by the person in front of them.
That person hadn't woken up yet, Lingqi was slightly lost in thought when she saw the person in front of her clearly, and after a while, she gently hugged her hands a little tighter.
There was a burst of sweet softness in her arms, which made her eyes flustered for a while, but calmed down after a few breaths. The people around him didn't wake up, they still slept peacefully. There was no other sound in the room, only shallow breathing.
Gu Nan was in a deep sleep, maybe she felt something and woke up with drowsiness.
She found that Lingqi beside her had woken up, and was lying beside her looking at her.
Seeing that Gu Nan opened her eyes, Lingqi paused, her face was covered with a layer of pink, and she said softly like a mosquito.
"Master, Master."
Gu Nan smiled slightly: "You're awake."
"En." Replied softly, Lingqi asked: "Master, why are you here?"
Gu Nan still had some laziness on his face, when he heard Lingqi's question, he squinted his eyes and answered.
"I sent you back to your room last night, but you kept holding on to my clothes, thinking you were having a nightmare, so I stayed here with you all night."
"This, this way." Lingqi lowered her head: "Master, please."
"It's nothing." Gu Nan replied in a warm voice, reaching out to push Lingqi's messy hair behind her ears.
After doing this, she pointed to her waist and said with a teasing tone.
"However, since you are awake now, can you let Master go?"
"Yeah, yeah." Lingqi blushed and let go of Gu Nan's hand.
Gu Nan got up with a smile, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched: "Get up earlier, I guess Xiu'er has already cooked the meal."
Lingqi was still lying on the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Well, Master, let's go first."
Those who don't know may think that Gu Nan has done something to her.
Gu Nan laughed a bit, shook his head, got up and walked out of the room.
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The city gates of Xuchang are always crowded. Now that there are wars in all parts of the country, the markets in various cities are very depressed, and even some places have curfews for more than half of January. It is very difficult to enter and exit the city gates on weekdays.
Only the cities in the Central Plains are different. There is almost no curfew. The daily market is also open for the longest time. It starts from the first sound of the gong when the sun rises in the morning until the sun is about to set. until.
Especially in several cities such as Xuchang, night markets are allowed to open on major festivals, and people can buy and sell in the market all night. Even so, the business tax collected in the market is not as expensive as in other places.
Therefore, most merchants from all over the world will regard Xuchang as an important stop on their way. Whether it is shopping or shipping, it is quite convenient here.
Some merchants who were looking for a safe place directly regarded this place as a place to stay. Find a place where there is no war, travel between Xuchang and do some buying and selling, and you can earn a lot of money in a year.
It's the same today. There is a constant stream of cars and horses at the gate of Xuchang, most of which are wooden carts pulling goods. After driving all night, they can go in earlier when the market opens and find a good place to set up a stall.
A group of soldiers stood at the city gate with spears, inspecting the passing carriages and horses.
Three people from a distance came towards the gate of the city, a man and a woman with a child. The three of them all looked sallow and emaciated, their clothes were worn out, and their cheeks were sunken, probably because they had been hungry for a long time, and they walked a little vainly. From the looks of it, it should be a refugee in distress.
The three of them saw the big city in front of them, and saw the endless stream of horses and horses at the city gate. The man glanced at his wife and children beside him, lowered his head, and bit his lip.
A soldier saw the three people approaching and stopped them across the spear: "Slow down."
The child hid behind the woman, the man stopped, stood in front of the two, and said to the soldier with a pale face: "Commander, I just go in, beg for food, beg for food."
As he spoke, he bowed to the soldiers again and again: "I hope the commander will let me go, please let me go."
The soldier pursed his lips, frowned and said, "I didn't say what to do with you."
Putting down the spear, the three of them looked up and down and asked, "Where did it come from?"
"Thank you, Commander, thank you, Commander."
Hearing that the soldiers didn't seem to want to drive them away, the man thanked them repeatedly. They hadn't eaten for two days, and they could get some if they could enter the city, at least they wouldn't starve their children.
Hearing the soldier's question, the man's eyes showed some sadness, but he still answered.
"The Sansuke area."
In the early years, there was a severe drought in Sanfu, and the price of grain was so high that a piece of grain was worth 500,000 yuan, which was not worth living at all. In addition, in Chang'an, Li Que and Guo Si were fighting each other, and there was no peace everywhere.
They were forced to leave their homes and wander around, but wherever they went, wars were fought everywhere, and they hadn't seen a place where they could live for a long time.
"Sansuke." The soldier nodded. The place was really bad, and he looked at the three refugees.
"Are you willing to settle down near Xuchang?"
This is of course not up to him to decide. This is explained by the superiors. Whenever you see refugees, you can ask them if they would like to register here.
If they are willing, ask the county magistrate to arrange for them to go to nearby village households. When they arrive there, they will be allocated a piece of wasteland, as well as farm tools and seeds. The cattle used for farming are public. There will be food for a period of time, so that they can live and reclaim wasteland.
When the wasteland has grain production, pay part of it to the public, don't let it be their own.
In addition, now that there are new farm tools, the wasteland is not so difficult to cultivate. The soldiers in other places don't know, but in Xuchang alone, the life of the refugees here is not much worse than that of ordinary farmers.
The man was still in a daze after hearing what the soldier said. After a while, he stammered and asked, "Army, Commander, what do you mean by that?"
The next day, the three of them were taken to a village. The villagers asked them some questions about their ancestral home and family, and recorded them in a book. Then they arranged accommodation for them, rationed them with farm tools and seeds, marked out a piece of wasteland and said that this is the land they will cultivate in the future, and finally left some food and left.
In the not-too-big room, three people dressed in rags sat together, staring blankly at a bag of grain on the table. After a long time, the man choked up, and the woman's eyes turned red, and she held the man's hand. The child innocently asked the two why they were crying, but was held in his arms by his father.
The man hugged his wife and children, crying loudly, saying it over and over again.
"You don't have to starve any more."