After hearing Qin Feng's explanation, Jing Qianying felt that she benefited a lot, and she secretly wrote it down.
As for the tragic situation in front of her, even if Jing Qianying's current status has reached its limit, she still can't do anything.
The convoy left the village. Although everyone was worried about the tragic situation in the village, no one was reluctant.
There are too many things like this!
Moreover, all of this is the inevitable result of Beidi's long-term abuses. If you want to change the status quo, you must start from the most basic concepts of governing the country. Otherwise, treating a headache and treating a sore foot will only delay the decline of Beidi. It can't change the actual situation.
For the next day, the convoy never encountered any enemies again.
However, when more and more refugees appeared in front of her, Jing Qianying's expression couldn't help but undergo subtle changes.
Qin Feng knew that even if he kept talking, he would not be able to appease Jing Qianying's sad heart, so he chose a more straightforward method and directly ordered Wu Tang to allow the refugees to follow the convoy.
With the "big family" accompanying them and the elite soldiers armed to the teeth around the convoy, the refugees were naturally grateful.
As time went by, in just two days, hundreds of refugees joined the army of returning home.
When the convoy stopped to rest, Qin Feng jumped off the carriage and wandered back and forth among the refugees.
After a while, Jing Qianying and Li Xiaolan, accompanied by Xiao Xiangxiang and Shufeng, followed. Only Shen Qingci stayed in the carriage alone because he couldn't stand the miserable situation.
The refugees present were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and the number of all able-bodied people together was less than ten.
Seeing the "noble" aura of Qin Feng and the female family members dressed up, the refugees became inexplicably nervous.
For them, any wealthy family is not something ordinary people can mess with. Maybe a wrong word or even a look can lead to death.
The refugees huddled together in twos and threes, not daring to look up at Qin Feng and others.
Qin Feng has been in contact with a lot of people at the bottom, so he understands the thoughts of refugees and doesn't get entangled.
He knelt down, took out a millet pancake that he had prepared in advance, and handed it to his grandfather and grandson.
The little boy, who was five or six years old and covered in filth, seemed to be very afraid of strangers. He was obviously hungry, but he did not dare to reach out to take it.
On the contrary, it was the old man who risked his life, took the millet cake with trembling hands, and then led his grandson to kneel down and kowtow.
"Thank you kind person."
Qin Feng didn't like to be kowtowed to, but at this time he faced the refugees in front of him, but he didn't stop him.
For these refugees, kowtow to express gratitude is the simplest emotional expression.
If Qin Feng refused, the refugees would be upset.
At this moment, Wu Tang very discerningly brought a few pony stools and stuffed them behind Qin Feng and the two pregnant women.
Qin Feng sat down with the two girls, put his hands in his sleeves, and curled up into a ball. After all, the winter had not passed yet, and when the wind blew, it was as cold as a knife.
If he wasn't interested in these refugees, Qin Feng would never leave the warm carriage easily.
Qin Feng smiled and nodded, indicating that if he and his grandson were hungry, they could eat the millet pancake now.
The old man broke off a piece and put it into his grandson's hand. Watching his grandson wolfing down the rice cakes, he couldn't help but show a dirty but simple smile.
Seeing that the other party had let down his guard, Qin Feng asked casually: "Old man, we have been walking together for two days, and I don't know where you are going?"
Hearing this, not to mention the old man, even the surrounding refugees cast surprised glances.
I thought to myself that this noble young master was too big-hearted. He didn't even know the origins of people like himself, so he dared to go with them.
The current situation is so chaotic that if you are not careful, you may die without a burial place.
But when they looked at Wu Tang standing behind Qin Feng, their doubts were dispelled.
You can tell at a glance that this soldier has an extraordinary background. With such brave soldiers protecting him, the young man in front of him and his family must also have a great background.
The old man felt even more strange. How could a young man with such a prominent status be so tolerant to refugees?
Feeling the gentle smile on Qin Feng's face, the old man was full of suspicion, but he was not afraid and responded in a low voice.
"We are going to Sangzhou to escape."
After hearing the destination of the refugees, it was Qin Feng's turn to be confused.
"It's freezing cold here, and Sangzhou is so far away. Even if we can get there, we'll suffer heavy losses, right?"
Facing Qin Feng's question, the old man sighed and said helplessly: "Who would be willing to take the risk if he wasn't forced to have no way out?"
"Although Sangzhou is far away and the journey is full of difficulties, as long as we get to Sangzhou, we can survive. If we stay in our hometown, we will be killed by bandits even if we don't starve to death."
Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of longing: "I heard people say that life in Sangzhou is really good!"
"Not to mention having a full stomach, we even have enough firewood for winter heating."
"And as long as we go to Sangzhou, we are Sangzhou people. No one will think that we are refugees from other places."
"It is said that Sangzhou took advantage of Beixi County. Under the rule of Lord Qin, the people can live like human beings."
"How is it like us? There are no humans or ghosts all day long."
How did you say that? People's eyes are sharp!
They migrate wherever life is good. They may not have any lofty ambitions, but their ideas are very simple.
The old man said it very well. If you go to Sangzhou, you will be a Sangzhou person.
Looking at the entire Beidi territory, not only does Sangzhou have nothing to do with "rich people", there is even a large no-man's land that has always existed as a border buffer zone. Neither the former Beidi king nor the indigenous gentry in Sangzhou had any intention of developing Sangzhou. The state can exploit a little bit.
But since Sangzhou fell into Qin Feng's control, Qin Feng knew the importance of "development" and therefore provided strong support to Sangzhou.
According to Li Zhang's statistics, the population of Sangzhou, which originally had only a few hundred thousand people, has soared to one million.
And as the refugee armies continue to arrive, this number is still rising.
This made Qin Feng couldn't help but recall the grand situation in Beixi County back then. Countless refugees traveled thousands of miles to rush to Beixi County to seek a new life.
In addition to being well fed and warmly clothed, the most attractive thing about Sangzhou is naturally the word "peace".
After all, that land was controlled by Qin Feng, and the flames of war could not burn it.
The absence of war means that the people can concentrate on production and further develop and grow.
Jing Qianying and Li Xiaolan looked at each other and showed playful smiles in unison.
