"Brother, do you want to buy flowers?"
Perhaps it was because Yan Liqiang had been standing outside the city gate on the west side of Dijing City for too long. Amid the hustle and bustle of the people coming and going, Yan Liqiang's figure standing outside the city gate was as firm as a sculpture. A little girl who was selling flowers nearby finally walked over, called Yan Liqiang timidly, and wanted to sell the flowers she had picked to Yan Liqiang.
The little girl's voice brought Yan Liqiang back to his senses. He looked down and saw a little girl of about five or six years old standing in front of him. She held up a bunch of golden marigolds and looked at him with hopeful eyes. "Brother, look at my flowers. I just picked them from the hillside this morning. They are very fresh. This bunch of flowers only costs ten copper coins..."
The little girl selling flowers had a pale face and was wearing a worn light blue dress with several patches on it. When she raised her hand, the sleeve of the dress slid down a lot, almost revealing her elbow, which perfectly explained what it meant to be short of money. Her little hand holding the flower also looked a little rough, with some cracks on the back of her hand and a few thin wounds on her palm.
It's obvious that this little girl comes from a poor family and has to sell flowers to earn money.
In April, the Imperial Capital was in the thick of spring, especially in the afternoon. Most of the people coming out of the city gate were going to the suburbs to enjoy the scenery. This little girl was selling the flowers she had picked. The young men and women sitting in carriages or riding on tall horses, if they were in a good mood, might be able to take out a few copper coins and buy her flowers. There were several other children selling flowers nearby, and they all seemed to be children living in nearby villages and towns not far from the Imperial Capital. Although the Imperial Capital was the capital of the Han Empire, there were also poor people and pitiful people living at the bottom of society, and there were quite a few of them.
Looking at the little girl's big, twinkling dark eyes, Yan Liqiang was in a trance for a moment. This pair of eyes suddenly reminded Yan Liqiang of a picture about the Hope Project that he saw on the Internet in his previous life. The little girl in the picture had such similar eyes to the little girl in front of him.
Because Yan Liqiang didn't say anything, the little girl couldn't help but introduce the flowers in her hand. "Look, brother, you can take this flower home and put it in a vase. You can keep it for several days. You can also give it to your sister. I know many sisters like marigolds the most. If you don't like to see it, you can put this flower in the kitchen to cook. It has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying..."
"Okay, I want this flower!" Yan Liqiang smiled, felt around his body, took out a piece of silver worth less than five cents, stuffed it into the little girl's hand, and then took the bunch of marigolds.
"Oh, brother, do you have any change? I can't make change for this money?" the little girl said in embarrassment.
"It's okay, the extra is given to you, no need to look for it!"
Listening to Yan Liqiang's words, the little girl blinked her eyes vividly a few times. After realizing that Yan Liqiang was not joking with her, a bright smile appeared on the little girl's face, "Thank you, brother..." After that, the little girl tightly grasped the piece of silver that Yan Liqiang gave her and ran away. After running a few steps, she thought of something and stopped suddenly. She bowed to Yan Liqiang, then ran towards another seven or eight-year-old boy who was selling flowers not far away, and handed the silver in her hand to the boy.
Yan Liqiang could still vaguely hear the little girl happily saying to the little boy, "Brother, the big brother over there gave me five cents of silver and said that I didn't need to change it. Now I can use you to pay the tuition for the village martial arts school this month. I can go and practice martial arts with you, and I don't have to help others wash clothes anymore..."
"When I learn martial arts and grow up, I can protect Yingying and her mother from being bullied. I can also make money and buy Yingying and her mother lots of delicious food and beautiful clothes!" The little boy said seriously, waving his fist, and the little girl looked at her brother with a smile on her face...
Looking at everything in front of him, Yan Liqiang looked at the marigold in his hand and felt even more complicated. He picked up the marigold, sniffed it, then took a deep breath, walked towards the city gate and entered the city.
Today is the afternoon of April 28th, the 13th year of Yuanping!
There are still four years, four months and ten days before this city is destroyed!
Four years later, on the night of September 7th in the 17th year of Yuanping, a huge meteorite will fall from the sky and completely wipe out this city and all the people living on the city's re-inspection plains...
If nothing had changed, the little girl, her mother, and her brother would all have disappeared from this world in the catastrophe four years later.
The reason why Yan Liqiang was standing in a daze at the city gate just now was because he was looking at the tall city walls and the people coming in and out of the city gate, and then thinking of the inevitable horrific disaster four years later, and he was distracted for a long time.
In and out of the city gate, there are busy vendors, young men with energetic faces, innocent girls holding kites, warriors with bows and guns, wealthy families with many carriages and horses, and ordinary happy families going out for an outing...
At this time, who could have imagined that four years later, everything before their eyes would disappear like a bubble
If possible, Yan Liqiang would rather everything that happened in the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm was a nightmare rather than the upcoming future.
What can I do? How can I prevent these countless people from turning into ashes one day in the future? How can I save them
This thought kept circling in Yan Liqiang's mind, making Yan Liqiang feel a suffocating pressure!
This is not three or five people, or even three or five hundred people, but millions, or even tens of millions of lives...
In the Deer Garden, Yan Liqiang was still proud of his powerful strength a few days ago, but at this moment, Yan Liqiang suddenly felt that he was the truly pitiful, weak and helpless.
At this time, even if he shouted at the top of his lungs with a megaphone in the street, saying that a natural disaster that would destroy the entire imperial capital would come in a few years and asked everyone to move away immediately, how many people would believe him? As a result, no one could be saved, and he would be arrested by everyone as a madman and someone who wanted to confuse the public, and thrown into prison. In the Han Empire, when faced with such people who spread supernatural powers in public to create a panic atmosphere, once they were caught by the government, they would probably be beheaded without any questions, because this was a taboo for the rulers.
What can I do
Yan Liqiang was at a loss...
After practicing spearmanship in the back hills of the archery field in Luyuan today, Yan Liqiang, feeling a little irritated, thought of his agreement with Lu Peien, so he left Luyuan and came back to Dijing, wanting to meet Lu Peien...
Today has been almost twenty days since the last time I met Lu Payne.
Lu Pein came to Dijing this time for the matter of Oujie coal. If he wants to accomplish this matter in Dijing and make a breakthrough, it will definitely not be a matter of three or two days, so Lu Pein should stay in the Ganzhou Guild Hall in Dijing during this period of time.
Yan Liqiang was full of thoughts, and he entered the city with a bunch of marigolds he had bought. After he had walked a few hundred meters into the city, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He found that he was being followed as soon as he entered the city...
(End of this chapter)