After dressing up as the wife of the hero of the imperial examination, I ran away

Chapter 398
The moment Gu Jingcheng saw Su Xiaomu in men's clothing, it was really hard to describe his mood at the moment with words.

But he felt in his heart that it was reasonable for Su Xiaomu to do such a thing.

"Since you are coming, why didn't you tell me earlier? You and I will go on the road together, and we can take care of each other."

Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu were sitting together on the second floor of the inn. Gu Jingcheng had a special status, he could live in a single room by himself, and he could also ask his servants to prepare a table of meals for him.

Now that they are close to the capital, they can still eat some good food here. When they go to the south of the Yangtze River and encounter disaster-stricken places, the food will not be as good as it is now.

But this is nothing surprising, Su Xiaomu was already prepared to suffer, and now she can treat the meal with a normal mind, so after sitting down, Su Xiaomu immediately picked up the steamed buns on the table Just chew.

As she gnawed, she recalled Jingcheng's question vaguely: "If I told you, how could the two of us sit together and talk so easily like now? I came with you for no other reason than because We are husband and wife, since we agreed to share weal and woe, then I can’t enjoy happiness in the capital alone, and watch you suffer in Jiangnan, right?”

"I……"

Gu Jingcheng frowned and was about to turn back, but just as he opened his mouth, Su Xiaomu stuffed all the words into his mouth.

"I don't need to say anything else. I am already here now, and I must follow you to Jiangnan. Instead of thinking about how to drive me back, you should think carefully about how you will relieve disasters after you arrive in Jiangnan. That's pitiful. His life is all waiting for you to take pity on him."

Droughts and floods are encountered every year in the south of the Yangtze River and in the north and south of the Yangtze River. The difference is that the disasters are different every year, whether they are severe or mild.

If this year happened like this, it would be really annoying, and the court should make great efforts to provide disaster relief.

"Stop talking, you can get back what I want to say, after all, you always have an idea, maybe you can help me a lot this time."

Gu Jingcheng also accepted the reality.

And he was very happy at the moment, even though he didn't want to admit it, but just as Su Xiaomu said, they are husband and wife, and they should share weal and woe and risk together.

It's just that regarding the current situation in Jiangnan, Gu Jingcheng originally had many assumptions in his mind. He had read many records of disasters in previous years, and he already knew the disaster situation this time. Involuntarily... It made his whole heart throb.

How can I describe everything that my eyes see at this moment?
Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu looked down on a small hill, and only two words came out of their hearts in unison - desolation.

After the disaster, the villages in the south of the Yangtze River were dilapidated.

Occasionally, one or two yellow and thin people passed by before their eyes, and occasionally three or four mournful cries could be heard in their ears.

Looking up at the sky, there are gangs of crows flying through the air with hoarse voices.

The crow is unknown, and someone must have died in the sky that hovered over it.

A flood, or many floods, directly destroyed everything in sight.

The countless victims, the thick smoke that hovered in the sky all day, what Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu can see at this moment, apart from these, there is nothing in Jiangnan.

This was originally the most prosperous place in Dachen, but now there is only a silent silence and a breath of despair permeating the entire Jiangnan.

"Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River have come to this field."

Gu Jingcheng looked at the scene in front of him with despair.

Although Wanli in the south of the Yangtze River is the most affluent place in Dachen and the most developed place in commerce, its development time is short. Compared with other places in Dachen, it can be regarded as a vast land and sparsely populated.

The people in the south of the Yangtze River are gentle and gentle, and they are raised in this piece of water and soil. Compared with the people in other places, they have a graceful atmosphere.

It was originally a scene of prosperous commerce, full of laughter, and people living and working in peace and contentment, but because of the annual floods, it is now a scene of chaos.

The people were displaced by the flood, and the sound of crying and wailing surrounded the sky above the south of the Yangtze River, entangled in every corner.

Gu Jingcheng and Su Xiaomu walked side by side on the official road in the south of the Yangtze River. They looked at the people lying on the side of the road begging with pity in their eyes.

These people were all ragged and unkempt, completely unable to see the peaceful appearance of the past.

Although their faces are different, the emptiness and despair in their eyes are the same. Their eyes are full of strong despair and dead silence.

Entering the gate of Jiangnan, the number of refugees and beggars that can be seen in front of you is even more.

Since the first emperor opened up the Jiangnan commercial road, for nearly a hundred years, Jiangnan has been the most affluent place in the big city.

It was supposed to be a prosperous place with people coming and going, laughter and laughter, but now the city gate is wide open, no one is guarding it, and there are no vendors in the city to do business.

Merchants are the roots of Jiangnan, and now it seems that its roots are broken.

A city without roots, it is conceivable that Jiangnan has reached its most precarious state.

"I know sadness, but I don't know it's this kind of sadness."

There was unconcealable pain in Gu Jingcheng's eyes, he and Su Xiaomu walked in step by step, every step Gu Jingcheng walked very hard.

They still see the spacious streets and the empty market.

Most of these are still preserved, but the shops and houses beside the street are only ruins.

The only thing that can be glimpsed is to look closely at the walls, and you can vaguely see the exquisite seal carving patterns on the walls. These patterns were originally a symbol of the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River.

But now there is nothing, the people are displaced, the beggars on the streets are naked, and the wailing is spreading from every street.

"It turned out that I was wrong. I didn't expect the disaster to be so severe this time. I thought that no matter how severe the flood was, it would at most be similar to the snow disaster we faced last time."

Su Xiaomu has almost never seen such a tragic scene in modern times.

Even though I was in Fucheng before and faced locust plagues and snowstorms one after another, I have not seen such a tragic scene with the foresight and all-round preparations in advance.

That's why today Su Xiaomu has been keenly aware that the suffering that the people affected by the disaster will suffer is unbearable.

Su Xiaomu sighed beside him with heartache, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Natural disasters are natural disasters. They are inevitable and unbearable. No matter what kind of place they are or how noble their status is, they are all made of flesh and blood. If they are unlucky, they will be true. You can only use your own life to deal with it." Filled out."

It's all spring, and the capital city and the south of the Yangtze River are less than a thousand miles away, but the situation at this time is so different, it's amazing.

(End of this chapter)