The Yangtze River is already stagnant, and the yellow leaves of the mountains are flying.

In a blink of an eye, another seven days passed, and they all looked like a lone boat on a trek. Although the world was big, they didn't know where to go, so they simply went upstream along the Yangtze River and wandered to the junction of Anqing and Luzhou.

Chongzhen was dizzy after vomiting blood last time, and everyone had no choice but to buy him a carriage to avoid the pain of wind, cold and bumpy again.

It was getting late now, so Yu Wan found a cave in the forest by the river. After sending Xu Hu and Yu Hao to cook some fish and shrimps, he and Feng Dai picked up firewood to make fire and flew into the cave.

Ling Xiang looked extremely fresh and elegant in a yellow dress. Even if she couldn't escape her life, she was always generous, beautiful and decent, but her beautiful face was full of melancholy.

"What's wrong? His face is so bad."

After Yu Wan added a few dry firewood to the fire, he moved a stone in front of her, "Sit down, Your Highness Princess."

Ling Xiang nodded with a frown slightly, then lifted her skirt upwards, and then sat down slowly.

After spending time together, Ling Xiang was no longer so disgusted with Yu Wan. In addition, the emperor was so confused that only he could take charge of the overall situation.

As for her father, although she still has some grudges in her heart, she is connected by flesh and blood, and now she is seriously ill and confused and has not yet made up for her life and death, so she has basically agreed to his father.

"Where is the emperor? Or isn't you awake?"

"Well, Yu You are taking care of him."

Speaking of Emperor Chongzhen, Yu Wan admired and sympathized with him.

I admire him because he discovered danger in time, so they abandoned the boat and escaped. This is indeed far better than him in terms of political means and experience in dealing with things. He did underestimate the cruelty of political struggles.

After all, the throne finally came to his own hands. Even if he returned to Chongzhen and made unparalleled achievements, he might not determine how others would rectify themselves after they were restored. Instead of living in fear, it would be better to directly eliminate those who could affect their position. King Fu knew this more than anyone else.

But at the same time, Yu Wan sympathized with Chongzhen. Even though he was the noble of the Nine Five, his country was destroyed and his family was destroyed, like a dog who lost his family. He wandered all the way from Beijing to Nanjing, and went through hardships and hardships and tasted the warmth and coldness of the world. Not only was his cousin seized power, but he almost lost his life.

Seeing Yu Wan immersed in his thoughts, Ling Xiang couldn't help but pat his shoulder, "Yu Langzi, his father is seriously ill and he can't go back to Nanjing. What should we do next?"

"what to do."

Yu Wan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Brother Yu, Princess, you are all here!"

Feng Dai and Yu You supported Emperor Chongzhen in together. Yu Wan quickly cleaned up the dead grass on the ground and asked Zhu Youjian to lie down slowly.

Ling Xiang took Yu You and handed over the handkerchief, wiped Chongzhen's face clean before saying, "General Feng, I'm discussing with Yu Wan what to do in the future. What are your opinions?"

Speaking of this, Feng Dai also sat down, held his cheeks with his hands and frowned and began to think. After a while, he sat upright and said, "Let's listen to General Yu's thoughts."

This almost choked Yu Wan, who was eating the pancake, to death. When could this guy pretend like this? He looked like he had really had insights.

"If you listen to me," Yu Wan drank a little spring water, swallowed all the biscuits in her mouth before continuing, "Then go to Wuchang and find Zuo Liangyu!"

"But the prince's young master Baoning Nanbo Zuo Liangyu?" After all, Ling Xiang is a lady from a noble family and has heard of things in the court's officialdom.

“That’s right.”

Yu Wan nodded, "Zuo Liangyu has hundreds of thousands of troops and occupies the natural danger of the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. He can enter the Central Plains in the north, retreat to Yunnan and Guizhou in the south, attack Jiangdong in the east, and connect Sichuan and Sichuan in the west. Hubei has always been a place that military strategists have fought for, and this person is more loyal to the emperor and protecting the lord. We can temporarily join him and find a better way out in the future!"

"The outside of the pass was invaded by the Later Jin army, the Central Plains were occupied by the peasant army, and Nanjing was usurped by Zhu Yousong again. There is only one way to go. General Feng, what do you think?"

After hearing Yu Wan's words, Princess Lingxiang's face finally relaxed a little, and she smiled at Feng Dairooran.

Feng Dai naturally had no objection, "It's enough for the princess and Brother Yu to decide. No matter where I go, I, Feng, will be absolutely right!"

With goals and plans, everyone is no longer as confused as before.

Not long after, Xu Hu and Yu Hao and the others also came back with a few big grass carp. Although they lacked oil and salt, they still ate them cleanly. After feeding the horses, they rested in the hole for one night and continued on their way early the next morning.

May should have been the plum rain season in the Jianghuai region, but this year it has been abnormal. Since the beginning of the year, the water level of the Yangtze River has dropped to its lowest point, so that there is extremely drought everywhere and farmers have no harvest.

This made Yu Wan and others just have silver but couldn't buy food. Indeed, in this chaotic years, and there was a drought, food was the most precious material, and it was truly something that was priceless.

"This is real hunger!"

The scene in front of them was shocking: the village halfway up the mountain was empty, nine out of ten rooms were empty, and the mountain roads and corners were covered with the corpses of the old man, all of which were as thin as firewood and as dry as paper, and even maggots could not chew on their bodies. Even the person was dead, his facial expressions were vivid, and he could clearly see their distorted facial features during his lifetime.

It can be imagined that young people are either caught in the army and fight or fled elsewhere, and these elderly, weak, sick and disabled people who cannot run are starved to death.

Yu Wan didn't speak, and no one else spoke. They didn't sympathize with these suffering people, but they were powerless and they couldn't protect themselves. They could no longer find food and water, and they would die the next moment!

In order to survive, they had to go to Anqing City to buy some food and water.

This place is less than thirty miles away from Anqing City, but they walked extremely hard. In the end, three horses died of excessive thirst and exhaustion.

There was no choice but to use the remaining three horses to pull the carriage. Except for Ling Xiang taking care of Chongzhen in the carriage, the rest of the people came down to walk.

After dragging his hungry limbs and walking for half an hour, I finally arrived in Anqing City!

Fortunately, Anqing City did not post a wanted portrait of Chongzhen. I think the Nanjing regime also realized that this matter was not glorious and did not dare to operate it on the surface.

However, they were not happy for long, because after entering the city, they soon discovered that the city was also famine, food and water were equally precious, and silver was no different from scattered iron!

"I can't buy water in the city. If this continues, my father will really not work!"

Ling Xiang pursed her thirsty lips and her face turned extremely pale. They had been dripping water for two days and two nights.

"Don't worry, I'll have a solution."

Yu Wan handed Ling Xiang the last bit of water from the bamboo tube, which he dug a hole from a tree trunk and collected it bit by bit.

"Hey, why is Caishikou so lively!"

Xu Hu pointed to the northeast and said, everyone was happy to see that it was bustling and bustling there.

"Let's go, take a look!"

Needless to say, this group of young girls had already protected Chongzhen and squeezed over.

"Brother, there are so many young talents on the stage, what are you doing?"

A shirtless man glanced at Yu Wan, "Brother, you are not a local, are you? Why don't you even know the annual poetry chanting conference in Anqing City!"

"Politics Recitation Conference?"

Everyone looked at each other. In this era of chaos, there were still people who were so elegant.

The big man licked his dry lips and continued, "Our city lord Zheng Zongwang, our city lord of Anqing City, is not good at marching and fighting, and dealing with government affairs, but he only likes to recite poems and write pairs. April 19th (lunar calendar) is the birth of the city lord's daughter. At this time of year, Lord Zheng will hold a grand poem chanting meeting here. The winner will not only receive generous rewards, but also be a companion to the city lord's daughter for one year!"

"Who is Miss Zheng? He is the most beautiful woman in Anqing City, and she is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. There are countless suitors in the 17th year. Even Murong Bowen, the eldest son of the Murong family, is willing to be Miss Zheng's companion!"

Hearing this, Ling Xiang smiled coldly, "Yu Langzi, isn't it just right for you to be a companion to read by a daughter?"

Yu Wan also smiled heartily and nodded, "It's indeed quite tempting, but compared to Miss Zheng, I'm more interested in the prizes. However, uncle, so many refugees are crowded underneath, can they understand poetry and books?"

"They know nothing!" The man shook his head, "After the poetry recitation conference, the city lord often gives gifts to the people present, including food, drink, clothing, and of course there are also utensils for farming. So every year today, many people outside the city come here to share some benefits... It's here!"

Xu Hu wanted to ask again, but the man ignored them and became excited with the crowd below.

I saw a group of people walking slowly to the stage under the escort of a large number of armored soldiers. In the middle, one was dressed in gorgeous clothes and majestic. Following him was an old man in his 50s in green robe. Although he was thin but his steps were agile, he thought he should be the butler of the Zheng Mansion.

The poetry recitation conference is about to begin!
Chapter completed!