Qiming 1158

Chapter 648 Sudden Refugees

Since entering the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji has eaten really well and comfortably, much better than the previous journey from Central Capital to Haizhou.

However, Xin Qiji soon realized that the Ming Dynasty was different from the Song Dynasty.

The treatment of officials, the system, and food and drink are all completely different.

Let him choose, although he must be very comfortable in Song country, he will still choose the Ming Dynasty without hesitation.

There is hope in the life of the Ming Dynasty, which can make people have a high-spirited spirit, and the country of Song... I am afraid that it will sink in softly?

It's not a problem to eat well, everyone wants to eat well, Xin Qiji also plans to go back this time and instigate some colleagues to submit a list to Su Yonglin, and take good care of the food standard of the inn, so that officials who are away on business can eat better—

Not to mention the delicacies of mountains and seas, at least you can feel satisfied after eating it?

Therefore, the problem of Daming Kingdom belongs to the level that it can be solved with a little improvement, hello, me, and everyone.

But Song Guo's problem is no longer a question of eating well or not. It's a choice between luxury and luxury. It's the kind of feeling that people can't help but indulge in this rich and luxurious life. .

This involves brutal oppression and exploitation.

Xin Qiji knew very well that his life in the Ming Kingdom was actually quite good. Of course, it was far worse than his childhood life, but it just showed that the Ming Kingdom took care of ordinary farmers.

The total production is just that much, the officials eat so well and so luxuriously, and live so comfortably, so exchange the same amount - who is suffering?
Xin Qiji looked at the official road far away from the town. There were seven dishes and two soups on his dining table. The exquisite food and gorgeous dishes made him feel that he was back to his youth for a moment.

At that time, he was still an eldest young master with a good life, and the Xin family could barely be regarded as the home of Zhongming Dingding. Every meal was very particular about the ingredients and seasonings.

But time has changed, and now, when Xin Qiji looks at such exquisite dishes again, he does not miss it, but feels disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

These dishes are delicious and the meat is fresh and tender. They definitely put a lot of effort into cooking and seasoning, but why is it so bad to eat them?
Looking at the accompanying officials of the Song Dynasty feasting around him, Xin Qiji only felt that he was out of tune with them, he was worried, and always felt that the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty were too extravagant, and something would happen sooner or later.

As if to confirm Xin Qiji's guess, something happened just a day away from Lin'an.

Say big or not, say small or small.

Anyway, there must be a lot of things like this.

When the meal was approaching that day, Xin Qiji and others came to a post station. The post station was still equipped with the same configuration as before. Very good cooks and various precious ingredients were prepared. Just waiting for Xin Qiji and others to come, they started cooking. .

The huge fire was on the stove, the cook was banging the spoon, the ingredients were tossing up and down in the iron pot, and the separated individuals gradually merged into one under the operation of the fierce fire and the cook. Soldier.

Xin Qiji is not hypocritical, he eats whatever he has, and his stomach is really hungry. He smells the tempting aroma, and he can't help the urge to eat, so he is waiting to eat, but suddenly he hears a commotion outside.

There were the voices of soldiers roaring, and the voices of women and children crying.

Wang Lun's expression suddenly changed.

"Mr. Xin, be safe and don't be impatient. Maybe some unsightly eyes hit the frame outside. It doesn't matter, I'll go out and take a look. You sit."

"No, I'll go out and have a look, what's going on outside?"

Xin Qiji stood up decisively, put on his jacket, and strode out, but Wang Lun didn't stop Xin Qiji.

When Xin Qiji left the inn, he saw a lot of ragged refugees outside.

Seeing their dirty and pale faces, Xin Qiji knew that it was the fragrance emanating from the inn or the smoke from cooking that attracted them.

Right now, they looked at the station with extremely longing eyes, and were full of yearning for the food that gave off an alluring aroma. However, in the face of the heavily armed guard Song Bing and their sharp spears, they did not dare to move forward, so they could only encircle them. A circle, unwilling to disperse.

The noise just now was that two crying women and two young children knelt in front of the guard Song Bing, as if begging them to open up and give some food, but the children couldn't hold it anymore.

But it was impossible for the guard Song Bing to allow them to approach the inn, so they roared and told them to leave quickly, and were not allowed to encircle here, otherwise they would use force and kill them.

Their rude roars startled the child to cry, and only then did the commotion.

"Wang Shumi, this..."

Xin Qiji turned his head to look at Wang Lun, but saw Wang Lun stepped forward with an embarrassed look on his face, trying to invite Xin Qiji back to the inn.

"These are probably the people who live around. They smell the fragrance, are greedy, and want to come in and stutter, but don't pity them. They are all troublesome people. They are very dangerous. I will arrange for someone to solve it completely."

Xin Qiji stood still.

"Trick the people and make trouble for the people? I've never seen troublemakers with ragged clothes and disheveled faces. Shumi Wang doesn't want to make fun of me. This is clearly a homeless person who has no food and is hungry. Perhaps it was attracted by the aroma and smoke... It's only a day's journey from Lin'an, why are there so many refugees in the Great Song Emperor's capital?"

"This...is there a snow disaster in this place? Magistrate Liu! What's going on here? Explain it to me! Why are there refugees here disturbing Chief Xin?"

Wang Lun was embarrassed and annoyed when he saw that Xin Qiji couldn't be fooled, so he could only greet Liu Wei, the magistrate of Yuhang County, who came to serve this meal with anger.

Liu Wei didn't know whether it was because his face was blushing or his face was blushed by the freezing cold. Anyway, Xin Qiji remembered that his face was not so red just now.

What's even weirder is that there is sweat on his forehead.

It was such a cold day that he was able to suffocate a sweat from his forehead.

It seemed that this matter really alarmed him.

"This...this...this should not be a refugee in Yuhang. Yuhang has always been rich and has never been a refugee. This is probably because some poor rural areas in the south suffered a snow disaster, and these refugees were homeless, so they went north to find food... This way In fact, it is not uncommon for things to happen, as long as Tiangong does not make a beautiful snow, it will... just..."

"I'm asking you why they appeared here to disturb President Xin's frame!"

Wang Lun was furious, pointed at Liu Wei's nose and scolded: "President Xin is an important messenger from the North! It disturbed President Xin, made him frightened, felt unhappy, and surprised allies, can you afford this responsibility?! "

I don't know if it's pretending or really wanting to scold people. Wang Lun's scolding appearance is very fierce, completely different from his gentle and elegant appearance before.

Anyway, Xin Qiji didn't know that Wang Lun's thin body could arouse so much anger, and scolded Liu Wei, who was taller than him, so he couldn't stand up, like a grandson.

Perhaps, this is the high-ranking dignitaries, right?
After Wang Lun scolded Liu Wei, Liu Wei lowered his head and hunched his waist, motionless, as if he was frightened.

So Xin Qiji let out a long sigh.

"It's freezing cold, and these refugees are wearing thin clothes and hungry. If they can't eat and don't have anything to keep out the cold, how long can they last? I'm afraid that they will soon be scattered all over the place.

Wang Shumi, a gentleman is like a beast. When he sees his life, he can't bear to see his death, and when he hears his voice, he can't bear to eat his flesh. Faced with this situation, how can I not feel compassion? "

Wang Lun scolded Liu Wei and knew that Xin Qiji might have some special ideas, such as helping these refugees, so he stepped forward with a look of embarrassment.

"Mr. Xin, these Diao... refugees are not easy to get along with. You see so many people crowding around, and you don't know how many are nearby. If you let one or two of them eat, they all have to crowd around.

We don't know if we have enough food. When some people eat it and some don't, they will have resentment. It will be blocked by the surrounding water, and something will definitely happen in the end. President Xin, I can't put you in danger. "

Wang Lun insisted that Xin Qiji enter the station, and let him deal with these refugees to ensure the safety of Xin Qiji.

(End of this chapter)