HLnovel Chapter 448: Lamenting the Hardships of People's Livelihood
Chapter 448: Lamenting the Hardships of People's Livelihood
Sitting cross-legged on the seat, looking at the nervous Kamisato Ayato, Gu Chen didn't ignore him too much and only answered with one word:
"can."
Just this one word made Kamisato Ayato relax again.
Phew... escaped a disaster!
When most of the high-ranking nobles of Inazuma were implicated, Kamisato Ieki was fortunately not among them.
Although, there are only myself and my sister left in Kamisato's family, it is better not to get involved in such a disaster if possible!
Looking at Kamisato Ayato's greatly relieved look, Gu Chen couldn't help but shook his head and laughed:
"Am I a cruel person? I'm also a reasonable person, okay?
Your Kamisato family is considered a breath of fresh air among the nobles of Inazuma. You have never done anything harmful to the world, but have instead helped this terrible world a lot.
It is because of what you have done that I have a good impression of your Kamisato family.
When the time comes to implicate the nobles, you will naturally not be on the list."
After receiving the confirmation, Kamisato Ayato bowed respectfully again:
"Thank you, Master Gu Chen, for your kindness."
Gu Chen waved his hand, looking completely unconcerned.
After heaving a sigh of relief, Shenli Ayato took another breath and looked at Gu Chen cautiously and respectfully:
"Lord Gu Chen...
As far as I know, you have been wandering around Inazuma City these days.
I wonder what you think about the plight of the Inazuma people?"
Playing with the teacup in his hand, Gu Chen said something in a lamenting tone:
"I took a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives..."
These words made Kamisato Ayato open his eyes wide immediately.
Paimon, who had been quiet beside him, turned his head and looked at his partner with concern.
After all, these words are so touching.
Isn't it?
Qu Yuan's words are shocking and unprecedented.
Gu Chen's quotation here is naturally enough to shock the mind.
Trying hard to calm down his shocked mood, Kamisato Ayato sighed softly:
"Sad about the hardships of people's lives...
Master Gu Chen, thank you very much for your compassion."
Looking up at Kamisato Ayato, Gu Chen remained unmoved:
"People have seven emotions and six desires. When they encounter something they are not used to, they naturally feel compassion. There is nothing to be thankful for."
Kamisato Ayato shook his head deeply:
"No, this is important."
Then, he looked a little anxious:
“Lord Gu Chen, life is indeed difficult for the people of Inazuma City.
However, this is Inazuma Castle, the capital of Inazuma.
No matter how turbulent the country is and how difficult people's lives are, the people here at least have the best living conditions in the entire Inazuma.
But for people outside Inazuma City, life is even harder and more painful, to the point that... they can't survive.
They have suffered from the torture of war, they have lost important relatives, they live in blood and tears every day, they... are suffering terribly.
I hope Master Guchen will show mercy again and not just focus on the situation in Inazuma City. I hope you can take a look at the people at the bottom of the society, Inazuma!"
Kamisato Ayato's words were sincere and truly moving.
Gu Chen didn't answer anything else, but just silently turned on Ultra Vision.
Through the perspective and farsightedness of Ultra Vision, he looked into the distance, towards... the Nashiki Beach on Yagyu Island.
It was the main battlefield between the shogunate army and the rebels.
Didn’t Kamisato Ayato say that the lower-class people in Inazuma suffered greatly from the war?
So if you want to observe the typical situation, it is better to look there.
When Gu Chen took a look...he really saw some incredible things.
In a corner of Nashiki Beach near Yae Island, a disaster relief operation is underway.
In fact, this so-called disaster relief was not official disaster relief from the shogunate.
It was humanitarian aid from unknown forces who were there providing relief to the victims.
The reason for choosing the location at the junction of Mingzhuitan and Bayin Island is that there is no other good location besides this one.
If you go near Mingzhui Beach, you are likely to encounter bandits.
If you get close to Bayun Island, there is an evil spirit on the island. It would be better to commit suicide than to let the evil spirit invade your body.
There was really no other choice, so the unknown force carrying out humanitarian rescue chose this border area.
Fortunately, there are reeds, shrubs, short trees, and some messy broken boats at the border area to provide shelter, which can barely be considered a resettlement site for disaster victims.
In this resettlement area, the ignorant, anxious and pitiful disaster victims are scrambling for the food that has been distributed, which is barely enough for them to survive.
It is called food, but in fact it is just a big pot of porridge cooked into a mush, and I don’t know what it is made of.
The porridge is not particularly thick, and chopsticks will just float when you stick them in.
Well, this is Inazuma, there is no rule that if the chopsticks float up, the person’s head will fall to the ground.
Given the difficulty in obtaining supplies, it is great that someone can provide assistance to the victims.
Looking from afar, Gu Chen could see that the ragged, pale-faced, and skinny Inazuma victims were holding tattered pots and pans, and were crowding around the big pot impatiently, making the place so crowded that no one could get through, and it was blocked up several layers deep.
Every disaster victim in the crowded situation howled with their mouths open, and struggled to squeeze forward, while constantly reaching the utensils in their hands into the room so that they could get food as soon as possible.
The people who were cooking porridge in the innermost part were trying hard to maintain order and prevent the crowd from overturning the pot.
While stirring the pot with a big spoon, he would raise the spoon from time to time and scoop the porridge in the pot into the pots and bowls in the hands of the victims.
The spoon is also big, and basically only one spoon is needed to scoop a bowl or half a pot for the victims.
After each person scoops a spoonful, they leave it alone and pass it on to the next person.
There is no other way. Supplies are limited, but the victims are endless. It would be great if we could give everyone a share.
In this way, the victims kept pushing in, pots, pans, and other things kept stretching towards the center, and the person distributing the porridge kept scooping it out of the pot. This was a relief operation that was so crude that it couldn't be any more simple...
The victims, whose bowls were filled with porridge, immediately squeezed out of the crowd and hid in a quiet and deserted place to eat quietly after getting the food they had longed for.
Why are you hiding like that? Like a thief?
Of course, it is to prevent other disaster victims from snatching their food.
There is no way, there is really no way.
This is a disaster caused by war. People are displaced and it is difficult to survive.
In this situation, morality and everything else are thrown aside, and survival is the most important thing.
It was common for people to fight and kill each other for a bite of food.
If you are lucky enough to get enough food to last for several days, you have to eat it secretly and alone as much as possible.
Otherwise, if it is snatched away by someone else, it will be hard to say when the next disaster relief will come from this unknown force.
Watching this scene from afar, Gu Chen felt a pang of pity in his heart.
But this is not the most unbearable thing.
The most unbearable thing is that there are fewer children among the victims.
Look, on the outskirts of the crowded porridge distribution area, there was a skinny child who looked no more than five years old, holding an empty bowl in his hand, and bursting into tears because he couldn't squeeze in.