On the banks of the Luo River.
Outside Jiang Ning's residence.
A luxurious carriage slowly came to a stop.
"Sister-in-law, is this the home where Jiang Ning lives?" The curtain on one side of the carriage was swept aside, and a pretty young girl poked her head out. Taking in the vast, unobstructed lake and the wintry scenery beneath the swirling snow, her eyes filled with wonder.
"Yes!" Lin Qingyi's voice drifted out from inside the carriage. "After he made his fortune, he bought a waterfront residence here and brought his elder brother, sister-in-law, and their family over from the outer city!"
Meanwhile.
A man ducked out of the carriage and glanced at the scenery ahead.
Then he slowly nodded. "This Jiang Ning you mentioned seems to be a man of loyalty and feeling, cousin-in-law. The inner city is far safer than the outer city."
Yesterday afternoon, he and his younger sister had visited the outer city. Seeing its current state and the occasional bodies of people frozen to death beside the streets, he had suddenly realized just how difficult life was for ordinary commoners.
On the roads lay the bones of those who had frozen to death!
Those were no longer mere words in a book, but something unfolding right before his eyes.
And from what he understood, Luoshui County was still a relatively peaceful corner of today's Great Xia.
Some places were like hell on earth, where the people's suffering exceeded that here a hundredfold.
Yet even knowing all this, he was helpless.
The surging tide of the times was not something mere mortal strength could turn back.
Even as Great Xia's eighth prince, he had no solution.
Whatever he could do was only a cup of water against a blazing cartload of firewood!
After the man stepped