[Ancient times + Exile + Cute babies + Infrastructure farming + Machiavellian revenge + Cool writing + Not the Holy Mother]
In the seventh year of the great cause, Gu Changfeng, the powerful chief minister, was framed by the prince, and his entire family was ransacked. More than 200 members of his family were exiled to the Baiyue Land in the south of Lingnan.
That place is filled with poisonous diseases, barbarians are rampant, and there are not even one exile out of ten!
On the way to exile, a heavy rain destroyed the grain truck, and the escorting officer secretly killed him. Everyone thought the Gu family was dead.
Until his four-year-old daughter, who was stupid due to premature birth, suddenly opened her big, clear eyes.
Is the loess dry and cracked and no grains are harvested? An'an pointed to the ground: "Dad, dig, dig, there's gurgling water down there!"
In the barren mountains and ridges, the whole family is without food? An An pulled out the rhizome and said, "Daddy, the roasted sweet potatoes are so fragrant and delicious! You'll be full!"
The chieftain joins forces with the court's hawks and dogs to set fire to the private camp in the middle of the night? An An pulled a tiger with an eye-catching white forehead: "Big flower, bite, bite that bad guy!"
Gu Changfeng watched his daughter pointing out where the food was coming from and pointing out who was unlucky, and the evil in his eyes turned into an imperial aura.
"The world has failed me and my family, so I will build a new world for my son."
Three years later.
Officials from all over the court who had fallen into trouble were so hungry that they gnawed tree bark and knelt outside the Lingnan city gate to beg for shelter.
An An put her hands on her waist: "Want to come in? Call me 'Master An An' first and listen!"
Baiguan: "..."
Are you asking us to kowtow to our four-year-old Zaizai?
Everyone looked back at the Central Plains behind them, where people were dying of hunger, and then at the Lingnan New Town where smoke was rising from the city gates and the rice waves were rolling.
Kneel down.
