Traveling through ancient times to survive

The wailing sounds spread throughout the outer city, but nothing could be done. In addition to adult men, there were also many women, children, the elderly and the weak who went out of the city to shovel snow.

The prefect ordered that all the snow in the city and within two miles outside the city gate must be cleared. Time was pressing, and the people in the city were forced to shovel snow for four hours every day. However, the government only provided a bowl of thin porridge that was enough to reflect a person's face. Many people fell down due to hunger and exhaustion.

Not long after, the city returned to its cleanliness and tidiness as it had been before the heavy snow. Rich young men and women began to go out of their homes, customers came in, and some businesses also started to operate. The inner city, which had been silent for half a year, became lively again, with laughter and joy everywhere.

In the lavishly decorated jewelry store, the waiter flattered: "Miss, look, this is the last hairpin in the store. It is a style that is highly sought after by noble ladies in the capital. It is perfect for a beautiful and noble woman like you."

Wearing white fox fur and holding a hot water bottle wrapped in golden silk cloth, the proud girl smiled with satisfaction. The maid beside her stepped forward with a condescending attitude: "You have good taste. Please wrap it for my young lady!"

In the three-story restaurant, the young man walked into the private room with a swagger: "Waiter, bring me one portion of your signature dishes!"

"Yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment, I'll be right there!"

Soon, a table of hot dishes was brought into the room. The man picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. He threw down his chopsticks and flew into a rage: "How dare you to fool me with these junk from last year! I see you don't want to do this anymore!"

"Master, calm down. The snow has buried all the farms outside. The vegetables and livestock in the farms have long died. These are the meats and vegetables carefully preserved by the chefs. You can try them first. They have a unique flavor."

"I don't care whether you die or not, I want to eat some fresh food today! If you can't do that, then don't open this restaurant."

"Yes, yes, sir, don't worry, we will find a solution right away."

The city that had once suffered a great disaster seemed to have regained its vitality, but I wonder how much blood and tears of ordinary people were buried under this vitality?

The circumstances of each person vary greatly. In those prosperous corners, all kinds of misfortunes in the world break one's spine.

A young man whose family had been destroyed huddled aside, watching numbly as young masters and young ladies came in droves.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the way!" The servant, who relied on the power of his master, cleared the area and kicked the young man, who did not move.

"Is he dead? Bah! What a damn bad luck! Take him away quickly."

There were young women holding their children kneeling in front of the pawnshop to sell themselves into slavery.

"Sir, please take my child in as she is well behaved and sensible."

The dealer looked at him critically and shook his head: "I am not a charity. Your child is too weak. You will not live long and cannot be sold."

"No, he's just very hungry recently. You just need to keep him for two more days. He can do everything and eats very little." The woman shook her head anxiously and tried hard to sell him.

"There are so many people who want to sell themselves into slavery now. I don't know how many healthy ones there are for me to choose from. Why should I waste money on this sick guy?" The broker still shook his head.

"No, my family doesn't want money. Just give us a bite to eat." The woman pulled the child and knelt a few steps. Then she came to the broker, lowered her whole body, and begged.

"Well, seeing that you are in such a difficult situation, I will do you a good deed."

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. Good deeds will be rewarded," the woman kowtowed to express her gratitude, then with tears in her eyes, she looked at the child reluctantly and admonished him earnestly, "Child, when you go to the master's house in the future, do more and watch less."

There are people who were once wealthy but suddenly become beggars, struggling to survive.

"Sir, please be kind and give me something to eat."

"Where did you come from, you stinky beggar? Get out of here! You are dirtying our restaurant floor!"

At the back door of the restaurant, the waiter ignored the beggar's eager eyes and poured the leftovers into the swill bucket, ruthlessly driving the beggar away.

The outer city of the city, where a large number of civilians once lived, is not as lively as the inner city, but now it is exceptionally quiet and deserted.

A cold wave and snowstorm took the lives of nearly one-third of the people. Among those who managed to avoid the cold wave and struggled to survive, some went out to shovel snow, but some would never return home.

The food supplies at home were running out, and the government not only ignored them but also oppressed them mercilessly. The surviving people had been hit so hard by these successive blows that they were in despair and could not even cry. The atmosphere of suppressed grief surrounded them and lingered for a long time.

Living in an environment where friends and relatives may leave at any time, many people suffer mental breakdowns. They stare blankly into the void, refusing to eat or drink and speaking nothing. They are like a wooden sculpture, lifeless.

There are also people who are desperate, with flames of anger burning in their eyes, ready to fight to the death.

"Brothers, the corrupt officials deserve to die! They don't give us any chance to live. We're all going to die anyway, so let's kill them and make them bleed even when we die!"

"Yes! We are starving here, and people still complain that the meat is fishy and unpalatable!"

"My whole family is dead and I'm the only one left. I don't have any thoughts anymore. I don't want to live anymore!"

"My father finally survived the snowstorm, but was dragged out by those crooked officials to shovel snow for them. He died of exhaustion!"

The leader organized dozens of people to attack the government office. They were determined to die and killed anyone they saw. Several officials were caught off guard and were beaten to death. The officials who reacted took advantage of the terrain and weapons and started to fight back. There were casualties on both sides.

The official who was sitting in the government office enjoying the warmth was startled and slammed the table in dissatisfaction: "The government office is a quiet place, how can such a noise be allowed! Go and see what's going on outside!"

"Yes, little one, go right here."

The servant walked out of the door and soon ran back in a panic.

"Master, this is bad! There are a lot of unruly people outside who have attacked the government office and someone has been killed!"

The middle-aged fat man in official robes stood up in shock, incredulous: "What!"

"Master, I dare not deceive you. What should I do, Master?" The servant was so anxious that he was running around.

"This group of unruly people are so bold that they dare to rebel!" The man was furious at first, and then he began to worry that those untouchables would rush in and hurt his body. He ordered the servant, "Notify the petty officials outside and tell them to stop them. I will reward you handsomely later. Ten taels of silver will be given for capturing each rebel."

The man and his servants hurriedly climbed over the wall behind the government office and hid away, urging the servants to carry him away from the place of trouble: "Hurry! Run! Master, I need to report to my superiors immediately."

Upon receiving the news, Wang Yuan was furious and quickly ordered his men to organize a team of more than a hundred officials to surround the government office.

"You bold rebel! Why don't you surrender!"

"Hahaha, my life is worthless, I can make a fortune by dragging a corrupt official to be buried with me!" The leader was covered in blood, looking up to the sky and laughing, his hands becoming more and more ruthless.

"You still don't repent even when you are about to die," the leader of the officers waved his hand and ordered, "Kill them all without mercy."

The government wanted to make an example of someone and made it known that all the people who stormed the government office were executed.

Most of the people's expressions changed slightly but then quickly became indifferent. Some people in the crowd looked admiring, but immediately lowered their heads to cover up and left.

The seeds of resistance have sprouted in the darkness, secretly accumulating strength and waiting for the day to break through the earth.