Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 168 Refugees
Southern Xinjiang.

As soon as Qing Yange and Jiu Que stepped into this land, they felt the surroundings were bleak, the Gobi hills, and the strong wind.

Most of the people I met along the road were thin and sallow, and their sleeves were empty when walking, and they were as thin as a pole.

Qing Yange frowned slightly, and lowered the curtain, "I didn't see a plump person here."

Jiu Que's cold eyes flickered slightly, and his thin lips pursed lightly, "This is the southern border, and we will cross the boundary of Tiancang in one step, and there are sand dunes on all sides, which is not suitable for growing food, and it is normal for this to happen."

Qing Yange still sighed slightly, if it wasn't for defending the land in the southern border, she wouldn't have sent troops to garrison it.

Once upon a time, there was no one here.

Later, with the relocation of the army, some family members also came to southern Xinjiang to multiply.

As time goes by, gradually there are cities and people here.

"Princess, Prince Regent, something seems to be wrong ahead!" Suddenly, Qing Yuan's voice came from outside the carriage.

"What's the matter?" Qing Yange asked.

"There are a lot of people living in Limin on the outskirts of Nanjiang City, but the gate of Nanjiang City is tightly closed and they are not allowed to enter." Qing Yuan's voice was full of strong dissatisfaction.

Qingyange opened the curtain of the carriage again, and looked ahead.

Just looking at the silhouettes of people in the wind and sand all over the sky, these people are in ragged clothes, their faces look paler than the people they have seen before Qing Yange, some are even skinny, they are blocking the gate, one by one One murmured that he wanted to enter the city.

And the soldiers in armor stood majestically on the city wall, their eyes were cold, and they were indifferent to everyone's demands.

Qing Yange's eyebrows were slightly frowned, her face was serious, "These are refugees."

"Refugees?" Qing Yuan didn't understand what this meant.

"They don't have a home, they are homeless, and they want to enter the southern border city to get shelter." Qingyange's thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was traces of sadness in her eyes.

"How come they don't have a home..." Qing Yuan's eyes flashed with distress.

Jiu Que's icy eyes glanced lightly, and his thin lips curled up slightly, "Speed ​​forward, let's go and have a look."

"Yes!"

The marching team was much faster.

When the magnificent carriages flooded into the eyes of the refugees, they were all surprised at first, and then they became greedy.

They ran towards the carriage frantically, crying and shouting.

"My lord, please help us!"

"My lord, please do me a favor and take us in!"

"Your lord, please take pity on us, we have no home, let us go in and take refuge!"

"Yes, the wind and sand here at night will swallow us up, please save us!"

The refugees are already the bow of the weak, and they finally saw this glimmer of hope, and none of them refused to leave.

They knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the carriage.

If it wasn't for the guards brought by Qing Yange and Jiu Que to hold cold swords, I'm afraid these refugees would recklessly snatch their carriage.

Because of the greed in their eyes, it has been fully displayed in front of them.

Qing Yuan looked at the crowd of refugees rushing forward, and shrank into a ball in fright.

Seeing this, Cen Bin quickly protected Qing Yuan behind him, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Aunt Qing Yuan."

Qingyuan's fair cheeks were stained with a blush, looking at the strong figure in front of her, she inexplicably felt more relieved, and she said softly: "Thank you."

"Qingyuan, come, get on the carriage." Qing Yange stretched out a pair of plain hands and said out loud.

Qing Yuan subconsciously took a look at the man sitting in the carriage. The man's eyes were as cold as a clear spring hidden on the top of a mountain. He was dressed in a black robe spread all over the floor, revealing a chill all over his body.

She shook her head hastily, "Princess, it's okay, there are guards Cen."

Qing Yange breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Cen Bin, "Protect her."

After saying that, she got out of the carriage without saying a word, and walked quickly to the refugees.

The refugees suddenly watched a stunning woman jumping off the carriage. The girl was wearing a snow-colored long skirt as beautiful as moonlight, and a bright red cloak outside.

A pair of narrow pupils glowed with radiance, the black and white pupils were distinct, and the thin pink lips slightly raised a beautiful arc.

This woman is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

A look of infatuation flashed across the eyes of the refugees, and some of them were even ready to move.

However, in the next second, a man as cold as ice came out of the carriage. He had a pair of deep and cold eyes, his light pink lips were pursed, and the outline of his jaw was very beautiful. He just stood there. Behind the woman, a powerful protection formed.

The refugees became more apprehensive and did not dare to move forward rashly.

Qing Yange looked at a woman holding a child in her arms, her thin lips slightly curled up, "Why did you come to Nanjiang City?"

The woman only felt that this gaze was blowing towards her face with a gentle wind.

The woman held the child carefully, with a little uneasiness hidden in her eyes, but she said boldly: "We...we are residents of a small town nearby, but there was a famine not long ago, and... plus the wind and sand have become more and more serious in recent years. The land that can be reclaimed is getting less and less, so we can only flee our homes and come to Nanjiang City, where we need asylum."

After all, Nanjiang City is the most powerful city within a hundred miles.

Qing Yange nodded clearly, she walked slowly to the gate of the city, her clear eyes looked at the general guarding the city wall, she said coldly: "Why don't you let people into the city? "

Although he was such a petite and slender person, the general was slightly surprised by what he said.

His eyes fell on the carriage of this group of people, and he was slightly relieved to see that the carriage was magnificent but without any special marks.

Presumably he was a wealthy businessman, not a high-ranking official.

The general immediately smiled contemptuously with a cold face, "Miss, you have also seen that these people are all yellow and thin, and they look extremely vicious. If we let them in, how will the people of my Southern Border City deal with themselves?"

When the general said this, the refugees all changed their faces.

They yelled: "Nonsense! My relatives are inside. I just fled here. I have relatives to protect me. I don't need you officials to protect me!"

"That's right, we're not gangsters. We're all good citizens. If it wasn't for the famine, we wouldn't have fallen to this point. What kind of bullshit do you, an official, have! Bah!"

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked! No wonder Nanjiang City has suffered repeated defeats. It is you officials who are causing trouble!"

"I heard that your leader, General Fan, has already been convicted of a felony by the court! Are you not afraid of retribution for acting like this!"

"Let us in!! We are innocent!"

The greedy faces of the refugees are not because they are really vicious people, but because they have been stopped outside the southern border city for almost a month.

The dry rations in his hands were all eaten, and one or two people would die every night because of the wind and sand.

If they don't stand up and resist again, I'm afraid they will really die.

(End of this chapter)