Many men don't like smart women, especially in ancient times.
A man's virtue in marrying a wife, what is a virtue, a woman's virtue, a woman's speech, a woman's appearance, and a woman's work, these four principles should regulate how a woman should live.
She looks after her husband and raises her children during the day, serves her husband at night, marries a chicken and follows the chicken, marries a dog and follows the dog. This is what a woman should be like.
When a woman is too good, too smart, awakens a certain sense of freedom that should not be awakened, and even covers up the light of most men, then this woman will become an alien, men will stay away from her, and women will despise her in their hearts.
Chu Qing never thought that it was wrong for women to be excellent, but in ancient times, the more outstanding a woman was, the more difficult her steps were. She had to bear a lot of strange looks, and was not even tolerated by the world, because excellent women were alien.
The appearance of an alien in the boring world had to make Chu Qing's eyes brighten.
Everyone has curiosity. A man will remain a boy until he dies. But when he was a child, he was curious about toys. When he grew up, he was curious about the opposite sex. Chu Qing was also curious, and became more and more curious. He wanted to explore the puzzling character of Tao Ruolin.
What kind of person is this Toru woman and what has she experienced?
Just another incident made Chu Qing throw away the idea of exploring Tao Ruolin.
The carriage stopped, Chu Qing pushed open the door, and as soon as his right foot landed on the ground, his whole body froze as if struck by lightning.
The location where he got off the bus was on a hillside in the southern suburbs of the city, not far from the city gate and where refugees gathered.
After just one glance, Chu Qing was completely stunned at the first glance.
Everywhere you look, you can see that they are all refugees in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and skinny muscles.
Almost none of these refugees were standing. They were all lying on the ground, as if they were dead or walking corpses. They were like corpses, skinny and soundless.
On the uneven yellow soil with puddles everywhere, the refugees were lying there without eating, and without the physical strength to support them in standing up and doing any unnecessary, energy-consuming movements.
The mosquitoes and flies all over the sky were flying around and waiting, as if they were trying to drive OCD to death.
Flying, flying near the refugees, surrounded by the overwhelming stench.
Also waiting, waiting for these refugees to completely lose their vitality and become motionless, then they will eat carrion and enjoy a feast.
The refugees lying on the ground were not even willing to drive away the densely packed mosquitoes. Many of them even opened their mouths, eagerly expecting mosquitoes to fall into their mouths.
Chu Qing's heart was beating faster and faster, and the blood was flowing faster and faster.
Separated by a wall, only a wall, at the feet of the Emperor, the most powerful country in Zhongzhou, the center of this country, Changjing, is on the outskirts of Changjing. More than two thousand refugees, like walking corpses, lie here, lying in the south of Changjing.
side!
Chu Qing took out his left leg with difficulty and stood on the slope, feeling dizzy.
The afterglow of the scorching sun shone on Chu Qing's pale face. At this moment, Chu Qing's heart was trembling uncontrollably.
He had never seen such a tragic situation and could not even imagine it.
He knew that the refugees were miserable, but he never imagined that the refugees would be so miserable!
Tao Ruolin, Bihua, and Chen Yan walked out of another carriage one after another and stood beside Chu Qing.
Chen Yan's brows were twisted into the character "Chuan" and he was breathing heavily.
Tao Ruolin's face had the same normal color, but this normal color was not the iconic quirky smile of the past, but calm, extremely calm.
It should be the breeze blowing on your face, but when it blows, it is filled with a stench that makes you want to retching and nauseating. This stench is the most real smell in this world.
"This..." Chu Qing's eyes fell on a thin figure, and he was speechless for a long time.
He couldn't imagine how a person, a child, could become so thin.
Just below the slope, a child whose gender could no longer be identified was lying next to an old woman, sobbing softly.
With withered and weed-like hair, protruding cheekbones, and a sallow complexion, a stained rag covered his shoulders, revealing his clear ribs, and his dark yellow, red and swollen eyes had dried up from crying.
More and more refugees noticed the direction of the carriage, and the refugees began to climb up with difficulty, doing so lightly, as if they were afraid of waking up others.
One, two, three, ten, twenty, more and more, the skinny refugees, as if they saw the hope of survival, stumbled over, like vultures seeing carrion.
Changxian, who had just opened the car door, was startled. He smelled the pungent stench and saw the refugees approaching quickly, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Tong Gui!" Chang Xian cried out: "Tong Gui, protect this king, no, protect Master Chu, Master Chu, Master Chu, come back soon."
Chu Qing was indifferent, but Tong Gui looked complicated and asked the guards to disperse and protect everyone, holding the handle of the knife with his rough and strong fingers.
Chu Qing took a few steps forward and pushed Tong Gui away, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Are you afraid that these sallow-looking refugees... will attack your second prince?" Chu Qing's tone was cold: "If you dare to use a knife on the refugees, I will ask Fu San to kill you!"
Tong Gui was slightly startled after being pushed, but he was not angry. Instead, he showed a complicated smile to Chu Qing and nodded heavily.
Standing at the front of the crowd, Chu Qing clenched his fists tightly and looked down at his spotless official robe. At this moment, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Just a day ago, he always warned himself not to come to the south of the city.
Because he knew that he would definitely be very upset, either sad or upset. When he saw many poor people who had no food to eat, he would definitely be upset when he saw these poor poor people. But he had too much to take care of himself, and he was not a saint.
What to do with so many idle things is what the emperor and the court should worry about. Out of sight, out of mind.
But now, Chu Qing was ashamed, so ashamed that he couldn't be more ashamed. This kind of shame came out of nowhere.
The fastest runner was the child who had just crawled beside the old woman. He ignored the guards' long swords, which were clearly unsheathed, and fell to his knees with a plop.
"Master, master, buy me, buy me. I can endure hardships. I can work as a cow or a horse. I don't eat much. I only need one porridge a day. Please."
His immature knees were firmly knelt on the gravel-covered loess. The child rubbed his dark face vigorously, trying to make himself look cleaner.
"Buy me, you don't have to pay me. Please, Lord, I will kowtow to you. I will kowtow to you."
The child who fled all the way here, no matter what he experienced, made him behave in a way that was inappropriate for his age. After rubbing his face, he opened his withered lips, trying to show a smile, showing an unflattering, flattering, and humble expression.
The smile, which was originally a red and swollen forehead, hit the ground hard again, making a thumping sound again and again, hitting Chu Qing's heart, which he thought was as strong as steel.
Every sound was like a needle pricking Chu Qing's heart.
Several more refugees came over, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
"Master, if you buy me, I am young and strong."
"Master, please buy me. I am a woman. A woman who has not yet been married can do anything."
"Have mercy on the poor little man, buy me, buy me."
The young man kowtowed heavily, his forehead was red, and he puffed out his thin chest, trying to show that he was young and strong. He could do the most painful and tiring work in the world as long as he had a meal of gruel.
The woman with disheveled hair no longer cared about propriety, justice and shame. She opened her clothes to reveal her chest full of scratches and combed her hair in a panic. However, since she was a child, her mother had only taught her how to respect her husband when she got married, but not how to do so.
She relies on her beauty to get a man to give her half a bag of brown rice.
The old man who wanted to squeeze to the front pushed hard, but was bitten on the wrist by the child who looked like a wild dog.
Chu Qing gritted his teeth tightly. At this moment, he hated the emperor, the ministers in the court, the Ministry of Rites to provide relief to the people, the Ministry of Works to provide disaster relief, and the colleagues in the Ministry of Revenue to allocate money and food. He hated him with all his heart.
, I wish I could arrest all the court officials, all the officials who are talking about worrying about the country and the people while drinking wine and scheming for power and profit, and arrest them in front of these refugees!