Rebirth of the noble daughter

Chapter 388 399. Aihong

It was the first time for Feng Jinyao and others to see such a scene, and it would be a lie to say that there was no disturbance in their hearts.

Yun Xu was sold into Feng's house to serve Feng Jinyao since she was a child. If it wasn't for that, she might also be doing farm work in this field, counting on God to reward her with food.

So when I saw this scene, I couldn't bear it.

"Miss, we still have some pastries in the car, why don't we share them with the big guys."

"Yes, yes, they are really pitiful."

He Huan pointed to the nearby mother and daughter and said.

Looking at the clothes, they were fairly neatly dressed, but both of them were a little yellow and thin, and it seemed that they were not full.

Especially the youngest daughter, her clothes were empty, I don't know if she was wearing the adult's clothes secretly, or she was too weak to support herself.

He Huan felt distressed watching it, and unconsciously always thought of his mother who had passed away many years ago, and those similar mother-daughter bonds that had long been forgotten.

"These cakes are just a drop in the bucket. Our group is already conspicuous. If we attract attention, we may not be able to move an inch. Let's listen to the prince's arrangement first."

Feng Jinyao also felt sorry for them in her heart, but this is not a good time to be soft-hearted, and the problem must be truly solved.

Xiao Tingyi, who was galloping ahead, saw this, and there was no less chill in his eyes.

The dignitaries in the capital sing and sing every night, and the wealthy people in Zhejiang and Zhejiang also wear gold and silver. Who would know that they are also living in Dajin, but at this moment they are starving and homeless.

This is only the fringe of the flood, and we don't know what will happen when we reach the center.

Chi Zimo followed behind King Ding without saying a word.

He has been in business for many years, so he has naturally traveled around.

It's just that it was the first time he saw such a scene, and he couldn't tell how he felt, but he felt panicked.

It's useless for him to take out ten thousand taels of silver bills now. Without food, everything is out of the question.

A group of people walked through the muddy place, finally found a higher open space, and took a rest.

Standing on the protruding rock, Xiao Tingyi exuded an aura of keeping strangers away.

Yang Zhao and Xu Lin didn't dare to disturb her, so they brought the dry food to Feng Jinyao.

"Miss San, the prince hasn't eaten for most of the day."

Feng Jinyao frowned and looked at the two of them, as if to say, why don't you send them?

Compared with Xu Lin's seriousness, Yang Zhao was a little more relaxed, and said to Feng Jinyao.

"If you send it, the prince should know how to eat it. If we send it, I'm afraid it will be returned intact."

They have followed King Ding for many years and know his temperament well.

How could he be able to eat when the people were mourning all over the place?

But how can they be strong without eating, and they still have a tough battle to fight next.

Feng Jinyao took the pancakes and beef jerky, took a deep breath and walked towards Xiao Tingyi.

The wind pierces the ears, it is said that this is the most comfortable time in the scorching summer, but none of the people present dare to mention comfort.

Feng Jinyao walked to Xiao Tingyi's side and said calmly.

"My lord, let's eat something, or I will starve to death, and the road ahead will be difficult."

Xiao Tingyi turned a deaf ear and seemed to be immersed in the sadness in front of him.

Feng Jinyao didn't bother, just stood beside him, waiting until he opened his mouth to speak.

Sometimes silent companionship is more important.

After a stick of incense, Xiao Tingyi took the dry food in her hand and said with a wry smile.

"I regret it, I shouldn't have let you follow me."

"Your Majesty, I did it voluntarily."

What he said was actually correct, but in the ears of outsiders, it seemed that Feng Jinyao had deep affection and wished life and death to be with her.

The words blew into Chi Zimo's ears along with the wind, and for some reason he felt that the meatloaf in his hand suddenly tasted bad.

"After half a quarter of an hour, set off at full speed and arrive in Shuzhou as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

As soon as Xiao Ting gave an order, everyone started to get busy.

Methodical and orderly, Chi Zimo watched the people he brought in coldly. Although he was a bit sour, he had to admit that the people in the army were better trained.

Compared with the group of private soldiers that gave him a headache, these in front of him had both fighting power and orders and prohibitions. He had to find King Ding to learn some ways to manage the army in another day.

It's just that I don't talk about these right now, so I ordered the accompanying people to quickly pack up.

In the next dozen or so hours, Chi Zimo once again saw what the iron blood of a soldier is.

They haven't rested since they set off.

Feng Jinyao and the others in the carriage can still take a nap, but everyone on the horse is always on their way.

Even the horses they brought didn't seem to get tired, which surprised Chi Zimo.

On the evening of the second day, when they arrived at Shuzhou City, the situation here was not as serious as they imagined.

There are very few refugees, but the damage in the fields is very serious. The houses and tiled houses have been washed down, and there are even dried fish and shrimps on the ground. The fishy smell is disgusting.

King Ding ordered everyone to take the pills, and then tied the mask tightly around their mouths and noses.

"Natural disasters are often accompanied by plagues. There are not many people who are dying. Maybe the plagues can be suppressed, but these fish and shrimps should be disposed of quickly, otherwise other problems will be caused, and it will be terrible if it spreads."

"Yes!"

Yang Zhao brought the two of them and immediately came to King Ding and said.

"My lord, let me go find my brother and send a thousand elite soldiers over to clean up this place."

"Well, go and come back quickly, don't delay."

"Yes!"

Yang Zhao pulled the reins and led the men towards the direction of the Southwest Army. Xu Lin rode his horse and took two steps forward to protect King Ding.

Seeing his figure walking away quickly, King Ding looked away, and then said to everyone.

"Set off."

A group of people rushed to the main city of Shuzhou.

The more he walked in, the tighter Xiao Tingyi frowned.

It turned out that the refugees were placed outside the city, and a large number of tents were set up, but the summer in Shuzhou was extremely hot and humid, and the more crowded people were, the more shocking it was.

Although they were dressed simply, the temperament of the people accompanying King Ding was unusual, and the refugees stood around vigorously watching the group.

I don't know who is running here at this time?

If it is the ministers of the court, but they have not seen grain carts behind them, so everyone is still mostly on the sidelines.

After entering the city, the congestion just now is much better.

There are some pedestrians walking sporadically on the streets of the city, not many, and their clothes seem to be servants of rich families.

Most of the time I went out to buy things, and I was afraid of meeting other people, so I was very sneaky.

King Ding and his party went straight to the magistrate's office.

As soon as he arrived at the gate, he met Wen Zhonghe, the uncle of the Wen family, who was also the prefect of Shuzhou.

(End of this chapter)