"Teacher, up ahead should be Yingchuan County's Yangdi County.”
"Hmm…"
The old man lowered his head and walked into the courtyard unhappily.
He was the last scholar who had led a group of disciples to intercept the convoy and survived.
"Teacher, we should keep a low profile for this period of time. It's too dangerous outside.”The young disciple whispered.
Ever since these two days, the people's tone had changed.
The scholars didn't dare to wear long robes and high hats anymore.
If they wanted to go out without being looked at with disgust, they could only wear the clothes of commoners or even other sects.
This was undoubtedly a great humiliation for them.
However, the current situation made it so…
"Why are these people so stubborn! We did righteous things, but we were cursed by others. Human hearts are really not ancient, human hearts are not ancient!”
The old scholar clearly felt a great pain in his heart.
That was why he had made up his mind to rush to Yingchuan, which was in famine.
He looked at the indignant commoners who were eating the old grains.
He would also tell the ignorant people of Sanchuan Prefecture about this scene!
An hour later, the master and disciple arrived at a village near the county town.
Coincidentally, a group of slightly thin men ran into the village with bags on their shoulders.
The old man hurriedly signaled his disciple to stop one of them.
"Young man, I heard that there was a famine here. Seeing how fast you ran, it doesn't seem like you're hungry.”
"You mean this? I have to thank His Majesty.”
The young man smiled and patted the bag on his shoulder.
"As soon as the famine started, Xianyang's disaster relief food arrived.”
"Although they are all old grains, at least everyone can eat them and not starve. Hehehe.”
"What?!"
The old man became anxious when he heard this.
He directly swung his stick and hit the young man's grain bag.
"Pa!"
A large hole was pulled out of the already tattered sack.
Grayish-yellow grains and chaff were scattered all over the ground.
"Look, look! These old grains and chaff were all food for animals!”
"You can't eat it! You can't eat it!"
"What are you doing!"
Seeing the food scattered all over the ground, the young man was instantly furious.
"This is the life-saving food for me, my parents, and me! You old man…you, you, you."
The young man stomped his feet in anger.
The surrounding villagers also gathered around when they heard the sound.
Seeing that there were many people, the old scholar pointed his walking stick at the grain on the ground and loudly cursed,"
"This Xianyang Palace is immoral. They clearly have good food, but they use the food of these animals to help the victims.”
"Villagers, open your eyes and take a look. They don't even treat you as humans!”
"This food, we can…
"Bullsh * t!"
Before the old man could finish speaking, a middle-aged man sent a kick flying, sending the old scholar flying far away.
Seeing that he still wanted to go up and continue hammering the old man, the surrounding people hurriedly pulled him back.
"F * ck, you Confucian scholars who don't have to worry about food and clothing know nothing!”
The middle-aged man looked at the old man on the ground with red eyes.
"If it wasn't for you bunch of Confucians who had nothing better to do and stopped the grain transport carriages several times, my mother wouldn't have starved to death!”
"I'll f * cking kill you!"
"Let go! Let go!"
Seeing the middle-aged man, who was thin and skinny, with a fierce look in his eyes, the old scholar who had fallen to the ground had completely forgotten the pain in his body.
They looked at the surrounding commoners with confusion.
The young man who had started the fight squatted down with his head lowered. He carefully picked up the old grains and chaff that had scattered all over the ground and said in a deep voice,
"If we don't have the food for these animals, we'll have to gnaw on the grass and bark, or even boil the linen in the pot.”
"I've eaten all of these…mud, plant ash, although eating these might kill me.”
"But at least it's stuttering."
Hearing the young man's description, the pupils of the old man and the disciples beside him trembled slightly.
However, the old scholar still refused to give up and said,"" But they can obviously give you better food…"
"Isn't that even less? The commoners had no taxes and the national treasury was empty. This was already known by everyone.”
"I heard that they were able to take out so many, and they were even transferred from other counties.”
"There's not enough food, I'm starving to death? Or did he starve to death?"
The young man put away the food and stood up, looking down at the old scholar on the ground. He continued,"
"I studied for two years."
"Confucius said: It is said that those who have a country and a family do not worry about the lack of people, but about the uneven distribution of people.”
"If it was good food, there would definitely be people starving. If I had it and you didn't, wouldn't the world be in chaos?”
After the young man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The villagers also left one after another after leaving behind disdainful gazes and saliva.
Only the master and disciple were left in a sorry state, stunned on the spot.
After an unknown amount of time, the old scholar finally limped to his feet and silently walked toward the county capital.
They were speechless along the way.
Only when he reached the relay station in the county capital did the old man sigh.
"Sigh…one wrong step, and then another.”
"I didn't expect that after living for half a century, I would be inferior to a young man.”
He raised his head and looked at the dark sky. The last trace of divine light in his eyes dissipated.
Now, this matter had become…
If nothing unexpected happened.
The scholarly faction... would probably continue to decline like this.
And all of this was because of his impulsive actions, ruining the reputation that the Scholarly Sages had accumulated over the past few hundred years.
He recalled his past glory and thought about how he would be despised by people walking on the streets today.
The old man let out a long sigh and walked into the inn.
He took out a hemp rope from his sleeve and hung it on the beam…
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