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The Imperial Guards heard a voice, which belonged to Qin Sir. Initially, they appeared fierce, with their curved blades pointed at the old man, ready to kill.
However, they sheathed their weapons and hurriedly apologized to Qin Sir.
Qin Feng quickly walked over and looked at the old man, whose clothes were tattered and whose body was frail and dirty, clearly having gone hungry for a long time.
Seeing an adult approaching, the old woman realized there might be food and hurriedly picked up her grandson from the ground, struggling as she made her way over.
With angry eyes, she glared at the young Imperial Guards on horseback, who looked to be only in their twenties and about six feet tall. How could they be so cruel as to threaten an elderly person?
She said, "She just asked you for some food. Why do you have to draw your sword against her? This is one of our citizens; how can you threaten your own people?"
The man was greatly frightened and quickly climbed down from his horse, looking terrified at Qin Sir.
These filthy Beggars really had no sense! We are the Imperial Guards of the court; how dare they ask us for anything? Have they lost their minds?
He said, "This old Beggar really doesn't know her place. Even when she has no rations, she still keeps asking. If I don't scare her off, she'll take advantage of me and steal right from under my nose."
His expression was like that of a monster who had caught a passerby and intended to devour them. Is this really a soldier of the court?
Qin Feng was truly infuriated! They were Soldiers, and what harm would it do to give her some food? Especially since she was an elderly person with a child.
She reached for the large bundle on his back, which was filled with rations, and yanked it down! She intended to give it to the unsteady old woman.
He immediately protested, saying, "Qin Sir, that is my food supply! How can you give it to an old Beggar? Just giving her one portion is enough; that is my ration for four days!"
Qin Feng kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him flying more than a meter away. It felt like she didn't even use her full strength; soldiers like him really deserved a beating.
A series of anguished screams echoed, sounding as if it was very painful. He covered himself on the ground and began to wail.
The hundreds of Imperial Guards, Commander Liu Xian of the Imperial Guard, and the officers all looked on in surprise. Did this Qin Sir go mad? Tokyo City had thousands of refugees; saving these two would not change anything for the rest.
Qin Feng handed a large bundle of rations to the old lady. Although it was indeed very dirty, he didn't mind. As an official, he was supposed to help the common people.
He also took out a piece of broken Silver from his pocket, which amounted to Five Liang of Silver. This Silver was enough to rent a cheap house for two or three months, allowing them to get through this winter.
The old lady was truly moved. Tears streamed down her wrinkled face as if she had seen a living Bodhisattva.
Not only did she kneel down on the cold ground, but she also bowed her head in gratitude, calling him a great benefactor, the greatest benefactor.
She made her grandson kneel down as well, thanking him for being a great person too.
Qin Feng naturally helped them up; helping them was the right thing to do. As an official, it was within his capacity to assist.
He urged them to quickly leave and find a safe place, realizing that there were still some refugees around who might snatch their rations and Silver.
This reminded the old lady to quickly hold her grandson and step back, planning to find a better place to temporarily settle down and barely get through this Cold Winter.
Watching them walk further away, Qin Feng's heart couldn't help but bloom with joy. He truly felt like a great person for being able to help them and felt very happy about it.
He also glanced at the hundreds of mounted Imperial Guards, sensing their puzzled expressions and even a hint of disdain. What was going on here?
However, he didn't dwell on it too much and slowly walked back to his carriage. The Coachman laughed heartily at him, clearly approving of his actions.
Returning to the carriage, he sat back in his original position, feeling an inexplicable happiness. Helping others actually brought him joy as well.
The positions of these Imperial Guards had changed; after passing through the gate of Qin Residence, Commander Liu Xian of the Imperial Guard and General Elephant rode ahead quickly, followed by dozens of Imperial Guards who seemed to be scouting the way ahead.
Qin Feng and the remaining Imperial Guards were positioned at the back, effectively placing him in the safest spot.
However, when he got off the carriage just now, the people in front naturally stopped as well, waiting for him.
Commander Zhang Mu and General Wang Xiang also witnessed the scene where the Imperial Guards bullied the elderly and weak, yet they did not move back. Their faces were indifferent, clearly accustomed to such occurrences that were everywhere.
After observing for a while, Liu Xian, the Duties of the Imperial Guard Commander, sensed something was off. After all, he and Qin Feng referred to each other as brothers, so he came over to remind him while riding a sturdy Black Horse.
Reaching the side of the carriage, he spoke in a moderate tone, “Brother Qin, you’re not asleep! Brother Liu Xian wants to chat with you.”
Qin Feng was certainly not asleep; he had just done something good by teaching that arrogant Imperial Guard a lesson and helping two refugees, feeling quite pleased.
Hearing Liu Xian's voice was very courteous; he felt that among these people, Liu Xian was the closest to him and leaned out his head.
“Brother Liu Xian, what’s up? Just say it directly! We’re not outsiders.”
Liu Xian smiled politely and said, “Brother Qin, what you did just now wasn’t quite right. We are brothers reminding you; there are countless refugees along this route. If you give food to each one of them, we would truly starve on the road.”
Hearing this startled him; he couldn’t believe his ears! There were refugees all along the way? How could there be so many displaced people?
Liu Xian knew that Qin Feng often stayed in the capital and didn’t venture out much, so he was unaware of the situation outside.
In fact, the Song Dynasty was already quite chaotic. Not only were there continuous droughts in various regions causing farmers to become displaced, but there were also many bandits emerging who occupied mountains as their strongholds and roads as thieves.
They robbed surrounding farmers, leading to even more people becoming displaced. Thus, it was common to see numerous refugees along this route.
Without further ado, Liu Xian pointed his right hand forward to indicate for Qin Feng to look over.
Qin Feng looked over and indeed saw several refugees. Some were sleeping on the cold ground; although they appeared to be asleep, their bodies were still trembling continuously from the cold.
Their bodies were all in tatters, and the thin clothes had many holes.
It wasn't just the elderly and children; there were also some young men and women sleeping there, all in rags and filthy, not knowing how long it had been since they last bathed.
Some were huddled together, while others lay in groups of ten or twenty, which might have kept them a bit warmer.
On the surface, it looked like they were asleep, but in reality, they couldn't sleep! The biting cold wind was truly frigid; even sticking their faces out felt cold.
How could there be so many refugees here? This was the capital of the court.
Logically, with so many refugees appearing, the court should have opened the granaries to distribute food. Even if they couldn't find them a place to sleep, they should at least provide them with something to eat so they wouldn't starve on the streets.
"Brother Liu Xian, isn't the court taking care of these refugees? Letting them wander on the ground will cause many to freeze to death."
Liu Xian showed a strange smile that appeared somewhat ferocious, carrying a hint of mockery.
"In recent years, there have been constant uprisings across the court. Not only has this led to fields being left untended, but it has also drained a significant amount of manpower and resources. Even our officials' salaries are less than half now. How can there be money to help them? We're barely managing as it is; the higher-ups won't care about these people's lives and deaths. It's truly helpless!"
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