The moon is gradually rising, the sky is getting darker and darker, the night in Wenchang County is very quiet, Li Hanwen and General Rong, led by the little beggar, shuttle through the streets and alleys. Pen God Pavilion

Low, dilapidated houses are all around, and ragged people can occasionally be seen sleeping on the ground in the alleys.

In the quiet alley, you can hear a few coughs, cries and bowel sounds from time to time.

After turning an unknown number of corners, Li Hanwen and Rong Zhongyan were taken to a dilapidated courtyard.

Pushing open the door, Li Hanwen smelled a bad smell, a group of unclothed men, women and children, sitting or lying, huddled in a small earthen house, their clothes were tattered, their faces were gloomy, and it looked like they hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Lotus Sheng." A weak male voice rang out from the corner of the earthen house.

The little beggar cautiously avoided the people on the ground and walked in the direction of the sound.

Li Hanwen looked at General Rong and raised his chin in the direction of the voice.

General Rong frowned and nodded.

The two men followed the little beggar and walked in the direction of the sound.

Only a few refugees glanced at the two of them curiously, and the others closed their eyes, pretending to be asleep, or lazy to pay attention, and no one spoke.

"Liansheng, who are they?"

When Li Hanwen and General Rong walked to the little beggar's side, an old voice sounded in the corner.

Zhou Liansheng bit his lip and replied with some fear, "Yes...... Little sister and big sister. ”

"We don't have any more room here." A very unfriendly female voice sounded in the corner.

Looking in the direction of the voice, Li Hanwen saw a woman with a face full of flesh, who had a long scar on her face and looked fierce.

Li Hanwen arched his hand at the woman and said, "This sister, if it's late today, please take us in for one night, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"Da Zhuang, they are all poor people, so let them stay for one night." The old voice sounded again.

Following the direction of the voice, Li Hanwen saw an old man, her face was full of wrinkles, her head was full of gray hair, and she looked full of vicissitudes.

The woman named Da Zhuang said reluctantly, "Listen to Old Zhou." ”

Hearing this, the old man patted the position next to him and said to Li Hanwen and General Rong, "Young man, sit down." ”

Li Hanwen politely arched his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

After that, Li Hanwen sat on the ground very calmly.

The old man looked Li Hanwen up and down, and said, "Miss is a scholar?" ”

Li Hanwen nodded, smiled, and said, "I've read some." ”

The old man sighed deeply, sighed, and said, "It's good to read." ”

"Where is home?" The old man looked at Li Hanwen with a kind face.

"Shangyuan County." This place was the name of a place she had seen when she looked at the map two days ago.

"Shangyuan County? How do you want to come back to Wenchang County? ”

"Come and find someone." Saying that, Li Hanwen sighed deeply and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a famine." ”

Hearing this, the old man also sighed deeply.

Seeing that the old man's vigilance against her seemed to have eased, Li Hanwen took the opportunity to change the topic, "I heard that the imperial court is already sending people for disaster relief, it should be better soon, right?" ”

The young woman on the side snorted coldly, and her voice was sarcastic, "Disaster relief? What to do? What about grain? ”