Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Bai Mingwei said every word with a golden voice: "The imperial court has not given up on anyone. Your food and clothing problems will be solved with sufficient food; your safety problems will be protected by garrison; your health problems will be solved by doctors and medicinal materials for treatment; and His Highness Ninth Prince will personally come with disaster relief funds to help the affected people rebuild after the disaster."

"What you need to do is trust the court, don't give up hope, and cooperate with the disaster relief arrangements. When the heavy rain stops and the floods recede, that's when you can take root in this land again."

After saying that, Bai Mingwei slowly stepped aside.

The guards who were maintaining order also got out of the way.

There were only a dozen steps between the porridge and the hungry ones.

As long as they rush up, they can grab the food first, and because of the mouthful of porridge they fight for, they can live longer than those who are too weak to move.

The smell of rice makes them salivate.

The desire for food also takes over their reason.

Just when they were getting ready to rush for food.

One of them knelt down with a bang: "Because you are a descendant of Bai Xiang, and because you have created miracles in northern Xinjiang, I am willing to believe you."

Following him, more people were kneeling on the ground.

They were skinny and looked at Bai Mingwei with desperate and numb eyes.

At this time, someone spoke again: "General, we leave our lives to you, don't let us die, we don't want to die yet..."

Looking at the victims one by one, Bai Ming said slightly: "Please believe me. What I bring is not only the decree for disaster relief, but also the hope for you to survive."

Short words, no rousing harangues before a march.

There is no endless eloquence of quotations from scriptures.

There is just a promise that is as heavy as a thousand words between the lines.

In this way, the hungry people who were about to riot were calmed down.

The younger ones, who had already eaten some food to fill their bellies, took the initiative to step aside.

Young children, weak patients, injured old and weak, were helped to the front by them.

Seeing this, Bai Mingwei also ordered the guard: "divide the porridge and use the empty pot to cook the second time."

The guard whispered back: "Girl, we don't have much food left."

Bai Mingwei did not hesitate: "I will solve the food problem and use all the oil and salt. If the water is gone, go over there to collect the mountain spring. Make sure the water is clean."

Cheng Bi answered: "Miss, Prince Yu just ordered people to find clean water, and he should be back soon."

Bai Ming glanced at Yu Jianling slightly, then looked away.

In this way, the order at the scene was stabilized, and the food was distributed to those who needed it most first.

When it was the boy's turn to grab the pastry, the bowl was gone.

He put his hands together and held them in the shape of a bowl, and asked the guards to distribute the food: "Uncle, pour it into my hands. My sister will starve to death if she doesn't eat."

The guard looked fierce, and he was even more frightening when he opened his mouth: "Are you stupid? How could you pour this hot thing directly into your hand? Do you still want your hand?"

The boy still held his hands stubbornly and looked at the guard pleadingly.

The guard wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Cheng Bi.

Cheng Bi snatched the spoon from the guard's hand, scooped out a full spoonful of porridge, and handed it to the boy: "You eat first, and you can take care of your sister when you are full."

The boy held the spoon tightly, but was in no hurry to eat.

It wasn't until Cheng Bi picked up his sister and put warm porridge into his sister's mouth little by little that he started to eat hungrily.

One spoonful is not enough, have another spoonful.

After eating four spoonfuls, he was still not full.

Glancing at the other people waiting to eat behind him, he silently put down his spoon and then walked to his sister.

Cheng Bi handed him the half bowl of porridge: "Drink. Your sister is already full. If you drink any more, her stomach will not be able to bear it."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then carefully held the porridge in his hands and said, "When my sister wakes up, give it to her to drink."

Cheng Bi advised: "After this meal, there is still another meal."

The boy looked at Cheng Bi suspiciously.

Seeing that Cheng Bi didn't look like he was lying, he wolfed down half the bowl of porridge.

Cheng Bi asked him: "Where are your parents?"

The boy choked for a moment, and then spoke calmly: "When my mother gave birth to Xiaodong, she suffered a massive hemorrhage and died. My father and I fed her with ewe's milk."

"My father was drafted into the army and went to northern Xinjiang last year. Not long ago, someone came to the door with money, saying that my father earned it with his life, and that he would never come back."

"Later, the village chief came and said that we were still young and wanted to keep the money my father earned for us. If I didn't give it to him, he drove us out of the village."

"My sister and I lived in a mountain temple. It was because of this that when the flood flooded the village, my sister and I were not washed away by the water."

Cheng Bi didn't know how these two young children survived a year when their father went to the frontier to defend against enemies.
But Cheng Bi can know that without the protection of this strong brother, her sister would not be alive now no matter what.

She couldn't change what happened to the brother and sister. She could only touch the boy's head and said, "The general is here, and she will save you."

The boy said nothing.

After a long silence, he turned his head to the side and said hoarsely: "I don't believe her! If she is as powerful as others say, why can't she save my father?"

Cheng Bi hugged the boy into her arms: "That's because when the general arrived in Northern Xinjiang, they had already died. Even the general's father, uncle, and brother were not spared."

The boy snorted coldly: "If she can save us this time, I will obey her!"

Cheng Bi didn't say much, just said: "Yes, if she can't save, I'm afraid not many people can save everyone."

The boy's voice was choked and he said a few harsh words: "My name is Aqiu."

Cheng Bi nodded and said nothing.Yu Jianling took the remaining officials and guards to continue distributing food.

Jinsong held the baby that Bai Mingwei had rescued just now and fed him porridge clumsily.

The baby was still in his infancy, but when the warm porridge touched his mouth, he still ate it with big mouthfuls.

Those who finally waited for food were like hungry wolves fighting for food, and the food was rudely delivered to their mouths.

How humble can a person be?
Many times, it’s just a bite to eat.

Their lives are worth just one bite.

Bai Mingwei looked at the rolling waves and listened to the roar of the waves hitting both sides of the bank.

Her hands slowly tightened the sword at her waist.

She is determined to save as many people as possible.

……

at the same time.

Liu Yao, leading his cronies, was rushing towards the north of the Yangtze River.

After leaving the princess's mansion, the first thing he did was to hand over the banknote to HSBC Bank.

He also agreed with HSBC that apart from him, only Bai Mingwei could take away the money.

He did not dare to delay for a moment when the banknotes were arranged properly.

Rush to Jiangbei as quickly as possible.

After marching for a whole day and night, the horses were extremely tired.

As he ran, the horse under his crotch knelt down uncontrollably.

He was caught off guard and thrown from his horse.

He rolled on the ground several times before he stopped.

Ignoring the bruises on his body, he struggled up and walked to his mount, pulling on the reins to urge the tired horse to move forward.

The confidant quickly stopped him: "Your Highness, if we continue walking, the horse will run to death. We need to rest for a while and feed the horse some water so that we can continue to the next place to change horses."

Liu Yao did not put down the reins.

The confidant continued to persuade: "Your Highness! If the horse dies, we have to walk, which will definitely be slower than taking a break and then driving on."

"Furthermore, it is still hundreds of miles away from Jiangbei. It cannot be reached overnight. We need to conserve our strength so as not to collapse from exhaustion as soon as we arrive in Jiangbei."

Liu Yao finally put down the reins.

The confidants quickly called the accompanying guards, prepared food and fed the horses.

Everyone is busy in an orderly manner.

Liu Yao sat aside silently, staring at the letter in his hand.

The letter reports on the disaster in Jiangbei——

It was early autumn in the 11th year of Yuanzhen.

A heavy rainstorm unprecedented in a century broke out in Jiangbei, and the rivers along the Lingjiang River flooded.

The torrential rain continued for more than ten days, and the Lingjiang River surged into the sky.

The concentrated flash floods flooded farmland and destroyed residential buildings.

As a result, all the farmland hundreds of miles north of the Yangtze River were destroyed, and all the villages and even smaller towns were transformed into Zeguo.

Many people died in the floods, and the survivors were displaced and homeless.

Homes were destroyed, food and water were exhausted, and countless people died of starvation.

The entire Jiangbei area was severely affected...

Liu Yao clenched the letter, his expression terrifyingly grave.

He has been pampered since he was a child and has never experienced natural disasters.

But the man-made disasters in northern Xinjiang are still vivid in our minds.

He knew the despair of seeing no way out.

Finally, he stuffed the letter into his sleeve and asked his cronies: "How long will it take to reach the border of Jiangbei?"

His confidant's answer frustrated him.

"It will take three days to return to Your Highness, day and night."

Liu Yao heard this and made a decisive decision: "As long as we don't die, we must move forward at full speed."

The confidant still persuaded: "Your Highness, General Zhenbei has rushed to Jiangbei first. With her taking action, don't you feel relieved?"

Liu Yao looked worried: "Of course I trust her, but I don't trust others. She is not an imperial envoy. I'm afraid many people will make things difficult for her."

"If I can arrive as soon as possible and support her, the disaster relief will go more smoothly."

When the confidant heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

It’s not clear who will support whom.

But he didn't dare to throw cold water on his master.

So he spoke categorically: "Your Highness, don't worry, my subordinates will definitely make arrangements, and the team will rush to Jiangbei as quickly as possible while ensuring safety." (End of Chapter)