No matter what the village says, Ma Cuihua knows anyway, and she will definitely fight with her with a kitchen knife. She wasn't that stupid, because a Ji army lost her life.

"Ji Dajun, what do you want?" Han Caiying asked a little bit through gritted teeth.

"Nothing? Little lady, I just came to see you when I missed you, what can I do. Don't be afraid, don't refuse me, won't I do anything to you? ”

“……”

Han Caiying had no choice, and Ji Dajun was helpless and couldn't get him out directly.

Forget it, let's live with him for the time being, and when she marries into Fengjia Village, she doesn't believe that Ji Dajun will follow her.

……

Early the next morning, Han Yingxue packed up and entered Kyoto with Han Yingmei.

Han Yingxia also looked forward to wanting to follow her, but Han Yingxue was ruthless and didn't bring Han Yingxia with her.

This little girl is still young, and her heart is not yet mature, she is not very relieved that Han Yingxia and Shangguan Rui have too much contact.

On the way to Kyoto this time, after two days, Han Yingxue found that the situation was a little more serious than the last time she came back.

If this continues, it is estimated that there is really no way to live the day.

Many people have begun to flee the famine, and some people are flocking to Kyoto.

Shangguan Rui was also a little worried. He frowned all the way and didn't speak in a deep voice.

When Han Yingxue saw Xuanyuan Ling like this, she knew that he was really anxious for the people of the world.

Xuanyuan Ling is the ninth prince of Tianhan Kingdom, and he is also the god of war general of Tianhan Kingdom, and his first purpose to protect his family and defend the country is to let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and not be disturbed by war. But right now, how can this look not be painful.

"Brother Ling, will the imperial court really provide disaster relief?" Han Yingxia asked a little worriedly.

"I don't know." Xuanyuan Ling shook his head.

Anyway, that person has no feelings for the world, and only pursues his own happiness.

Now that the harvest season has arrived, it is estimated that only one-tenth of the previous grain can be received in the paddy fields, and there was very little grain produced in ancient times.

Unlike other crops, paddy fields must be irrigated with water when they are not ripe, otherwise in the end, the particles will be deflated.

After such a long drought, it is good to be able to have a little harvest in one acre of land.

For most farmers, grain storage can only be until the autumn of the following year, and when the autumn harvest comes, they will receive a batch of grain to survive the following year.

The small-scale peasant economy is inherently unstable, and once it encounters a natural disaster, the common people can't hold on at all.

At this time, during the autumn harvest, there is no grain harvest, and it is estimated that many people will starve to death.

The response to the drought is beginning to show up a bit, and food prices have risen. It doesn't matter if the big families are hoarded, after all, they have hoarded a little bit of grain, no matter how bad it is, it is a little more expensive, and they still have money to buy it, but ordinary farmers are different. There are very few people who have money to spare. As soon as the price of food rises, these people simply cannot afford to eat.

Han Yingxue had already let Hu Xiaoli and the fifth family of the Han family buy food and stock it up early. When the price skyrockets, you can't even afford to eat.

"Brother Ling, you don't have to worry too much. The imperial court spent money to support so many ministers. They have to think about it. Han Yingxue saw Xuanyuan Ling's sad face and comforted.

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