Shen Yi Di Nu, Divine Doctor: Daughter of The First Wife

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The soup and congee continued to be made, and the fragrance continued to be spread into the city. The soldiers standing guard at the top of the wall had been cycled repeatedly; however, there was not a single one that was not enticed by the aromas that came from the outside.

A soldier said: “I heard that all of the cities and city lords to the South have already pledged allegiance to Da Shun. They have changed their registration and are no longer living in their original locations. Instead, they have been sent into Da Shun’s territory.”

To the side, someone immediately agreed, saying: “I heard that Da Shun has four distinct seasons. Their rivers flow, their trees are green, and their flowers are colorful.”

Another group gathered around and joined in the discussion, “That’s not all. The people of Da Shun are able to eat vegetables every day. I heard that they’re grown in the ground. All families grow them, and they’re very cheap.”

“They’re not just cheap! They don’t even need money to be bought. The mountains are filled with them. There are also all kinds of fruit.”

“Say, will Da Shun view those people that have changed their registrations as their own people? Will they be treated any differently?”

“I don’t think so. Da Shun is so large. Over the centuries, Da Shun has swallowed countless smaller tribes and countries, yet we’ve never heard of them treating anyone poorly.”

“If we say it like this, why are we still protecting this capital? It’s uncertain when this wall will fall. Aren’t we just waiting to die?”

Once this was said, the people looked around. They all understood this logic, but the generations of servitude had been deeply ingrained in their minds. Qian Zhou had already left a lasting impression on their bodies. How could they leave so easily.

Thus they only spoke about it; however, there was not a single person that took the lead to take action.

Qian Zhou’s soldiers were looking at Da Shun enviously. At this time, the citizens in the city had already reached the edge of collapse.

The fragrance floated in from outside the city. At first, they believed that they were simply hallucinating. Later on, they thought that the emperor had taken pity on them and had opened up a congee stand for them. But after they searched the city, they did not find any such place. Slowly, someone noticed that the aroma was coming from outside the city. It was coming from the South gate.

Everyone rushed over to the South gate. They could no longer worry about the relatives that had been buried. That aroma was like a lease on life. It poured a large amount of hope into these people that had given up on life. They rushed toward the South gate in a frenzy and loudly shouted: “We want food. Give us food!”

Qian Zhou’s soldiers were frozen in shock by this scene. Faced with these begging citizens, they were a little helpless. The soldiers were also people, and they were also raised by their parents. In this crowd, their parents and relatives were also present. If they went to stop them, that would be the same as killing them themselves.

A citizen asked: “Why is it so fragrant outside? Who is outside?”

The same question was asked a few times before a soldier could no longer hold back and told the truth: “It’s Da Shun’s army that had arrived at the capital. They have set up pots to make their food!”

“Da Shun?” The people were dazed. Over the months, there had been a number of refugees running South; however, there was not a single one from the capital. Because the imperial family had sealed the city, not a single person could escape. The citizens were very unfamiliar with Da Shun. Hearing that they had fought their way to the capital, the horror of battle immediately filled their hearts. This had dropped their desire for food by a large amount.