As a lord, I was forced to farm

It is said that it is easy to conquer a country but difficult to keep it. Zhuoli County was unwilling to lose Jintang Town and Huanghong Town, and tried every means to take them back.

The high wall of Jintang Town was blown up by fire talismans. It would be a huge project for Suling to rebuild it afterwards, and Zhuo’s army was eyeing them covetously. Even if the wall could not be built in a short time, it had to be piled up for defense.

"Little monk Tu Shi, stop busying yourself. The county lord has specially ordered you to be responsible for scooping ginger soup for the victims." A soldier shouted.

At this time, Tu Shi was at the city gate. He carried a large stone on his shoulder and piled it on the city gate. Many people nearby took out bowls from their arms and ran to line up for food.

Most of the people who built the city wall were residents of Jintang Town. The county lord was kindhearted and distributed warm clothes and food to the residents, but they needed to work in exchange for relief. The residents of Jintang Town had to work to build the city wall, repair houses, and clean the streets...

"The county lady is looking for me?" Tu Shi brushed off the debris on his body. The boy, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, was already quite tall and looked a bit like an adult.

Hearing that it was the county lady who was looking for him, his long rabbit ears twitched with joy, but soon, hesitation flashed across his red eyes, "But if I go to scoop the soup, it might scare the people of Jintang Town..."

He had heard the townspeople's discussions before.

"No, Xiaoshi, that's right. The county lord asked you to scoop the soup." Hu Lian's voice came from not far away. As a reserve army, Hu Lian and others were helping to rebuild the fortifications of Jintang Town.

Hu Lian was smiling handsomely, and Li Qinqing followed him.

The former was very gentle, like a reliable brother. "The county lady has good intentions. People may not remember those who donated money, but they will have a good impression of those who personally distribute porridge. The lady must want the residents of Jintang Town to change their views on strangers, so she specially ordered you to scoop the soup."

"The county lady always takes good care of us foreigners..." Tu Shi was touched.

Li Qinqing gently covered her mouth and smiled, comforting Tu Shi, "Although you have rabbit ears and red eyes, you look good, and you have a charming talent. When the time comes, you can smile well and make people like you. Maybe there will be a girl who will pester you~"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tu Shi was embarrassed and didn't want to pay attention to Li Qinqing who was talking nonsense. Thinking of the order from the county lord, he stomped his feet and urged Hu Lian to cast a spell to get some water. After washing his hands, he turned into a gust of wind and ran away in a short while.

Hu Lian and Li Qinqing looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled, but the soldier who delivered the message exclaimed, "Young Monk Hu, Young Monk Li, you have to go too, hurry up, the county lady wants to see you again."

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The weather in the first month of the lunar year was unusually cold. Most of the skinny hungry people were wearing thin clothes. The chaotic world had no time to dress up. Everyone had messy hair, tattered clothes, and shoes tied to their feet with straw ropes. Every bit of exposed skin was terribly cracked, and they all looked extremely pitiful.

The food cooking in the pot gave off hot steam, and the smoke curled up to the noses of the hungry people queuing for food. Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking ahead with eyes full of restlessness and hunger - they wished they would be the next person to get food, but still, no one dared to cut in line and cause trouble, because they had learned a painful lesson before.

The food of the people is actually very simple. Some of their staple foods are bran noodle dumpling soup, mixed with some chopped mushrooms and vegetable leaves, and a dozen eggs stirred together. Because the amount of each pot is very large, after all, it is to feed dozens of people, so people can't actually taste any meat at all. But for the hungry people who have gnawed on tree bark and swallowed soil, this rare hot food is already a delicacy - not to mention that it is salty!

“It was very rare for me to taste something salty before.”

"The salty taste gives me more strength!" Someone burst into tears while eating. "I haven't eaten normal food for a long time. What a pity... What a pity that my poor parents didn't make it to this day. If there is an afterlife, I hope they can be reborn in a good place."

"My body is warm, and I don't feel so cold anymore."

After eating the dumplings, the hungry people can also have a bowl of ginger soup to keep warm.

Strangely enough, after drinking the ginger soup, my body felt warm for half a day and I was no longer so afraid of the cold.

What everyone doesn’t know is that the ginger in this ginger soup is not ordinary ginger, but the Yan ginger cultivated from the hot northern land of Xiangling Secret Realm.

Yanjiang contains fiery spiritual elements. Just a small piece of it can make a pot of ginger soup that makes ordinary people feel warm.

Naturally, everyone still wants to drink that ginger soup today.

It’s just that the person in charge of cooking was a strange person, which made everyone hesitate. However, due to the cold wind, the hesitation did not exceed three seconds, and everyone went forward to make the soup.

Although Tu Shi smiled at Li Qinqing's compliment on his appearance, thinking it was just a joke from his companion, he thought that it didn't cost any spiritual crystals to just smile, so he was very gentle to the townspeople who were making soup, and was generous with his smile. He even secretly gave more soup to weak children and women.

The world is big, and parents are the most important in providing food and clothing. After three meals a day, at the end of the day, when everyone faced the alien with rabbit ears again, they felt grateful and felt that the alien was not as cruel and terrible as the rumors said, but cute instead.

After eating and drinking, the residents of Jintang Town gathered together and inevitably discussed Su Jun and the woman they had just caught a glimpse of, who was said to be the county lord of Suling County.

"The Su army occupied Jintang Town, but they didn't kill us all. They even gave us food for free. Does our Jintang Town belong to Suling County from now on?"

"What if the county lady fights back again? Can we still eat hot dumpling noodles and fill our stomachs?" The county lady mentioned by the residents of Jintang Town was naturally Yu Wei.

As soon as this was said, a child was frightened and started crying, "Wow, wow, wow, no, I don't want the county princess, I want hot noodle soup, I don't want to eat sand, I want the beautiful county princess to be the county princess."

As soon as the child said this, the mother's face turned pale and she covered the child's mouth with her hand.

The child's unintentional words touched the hearts of many people. Ordinary people who are starving do not actually care who becomes the lord. Under the pressure of survival, people are no longer able to think too much. For them, they are willing to follow whoever can feed them.

However, in this world, the strong are respected, and powerful cultivators represent power. It is still unknown into who will take over Jintang Town. If the child's words fall into the ears of someone with ulterior motives, he might be in fatal disaster.

This is something a mother doesn't want to see.

There was silence for a while. A woman looked at the nervous mother and son and moved her lips. "Don't be nervous. In fact, everyone thinks the same way." (End of this chapter)