After everyone discussed it, Li Yichen arranged a banquet to let the generals under the Qin army relax.

But he took Zhang Yuyang and Wang Meng to the place where the rescued people gathered in the city to check their situation.

These rescued people were arranged in the houses in the south city of Anxiguan. When Li Yichen came here, it was the time when Zhang Yuyang's people distributed lunch to the people.

Hundreds of large iron pots were set up on the street, and the pots were filled with a lot of beef bones and meat from dead horses mixed with wild vegetables. The fragrance floated in the air, making people salivate.

A large number of Qin soldiers came over carrying large steamers, unsealed the lids, and inside were steaming grain buns as big as an adult's fist.

The people lined up in long lines arranged by the Qin soldiers, holding ceramic bowls, staring at the broth in the pot, drooling.

Zhang Yuyang said, "Now we are using work instead of relief. The young and strong people in the people help us repair the facilities and buildings in the city that were burned and destroyed by the Tatars, and the women gather together to help the Qin soldiers sew winter clothes."

Li Yichen nodded. It was not that the Qin army was reluctant to give up this little food. In this case, using work instead of relief was the best choice.

"We provide these people with two meals a day, one near noon and one in the afternoon when it's getting dark."

Li Yichen walked to a big pot and said to the soldier who was helping the people make meat soup: "You go eat first, let me do it."

The soldiers looked at Li Yichen at a loss. Most of these soldiers surrendered to the Qin army with Zhang Yuyang and did not know Li Yichen.

Zhang Yuyang hurriedly said to the soldiers: "If you are told to rest, then go and rest. Why are you standing there?"

The soldier then handed the soup spoon in his hand to Li Yichen. Li Yichen stood in place, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him. He looked vicissitudes, pale and thin, and his clothes had long become rags. Strips of rags were hanging down, but he looked clean.

Li Yichen took the ceramic bowl handed over by the other party, scooped up a full spoonful of broth, handed it to the other party, took two grain buns and put them in the other party's hand, and smiled kindly: "Big brother, go and eat quickly."

The man looked at Li Yichen in a white robe in front of him, and saw that his identity was not ordinary. He nodded timidly, walked silently to a place not far away, squatted on the ground and started eating.

It took more than an hour for Li Yichen to distribute the broth in the big pot in front of him. After shaking his sore arms, Li Yichen said to Zhang Yuyang: "Give me a bowl of broth and two steamed buns."

Zhang Yuyang was slightly startled when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "My lord, you are worth a lot of money, how can you eat these things? It's better to go back to the Marshal's Mansion and enjoy the banquet with the generals."

Li Yichen shook his head and said: "The people of Lizhou can eat it, so why can't I? No need to say, go and prepare it for me."

Soon, Li Yichen held a bowl of broth in his left hand and a big steamed bun in his right hand, and squatted in the open space not far away to eat like these people.

The delicious broth and the warm and soft big steamed buns made Li Yichen's appetite very excited, and he enjoyed it with great concentration.

Not far from Li Yichen, a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old finished the broth and half of the steamed bun that her father had given her. She licked the bottom of the bowl clean and then looked at her father and said, "Daddy, I want to eat more."

The middle-aged man in rags had no choice but to say, "Erya, if you are not full, just bear with it. There will be food again in the evening."

In the minds of these simple people, adults are the only ones working at home, so they are embarrassed to give their children another portion of food. They give their children most of their portion and consider it as a meal.

Li Yichen came up to him and handed the other steamed bun in his hand to the little girl, smiling and saying, "Here, I just can't finish it, so I'll give it to you."

Erya blinked, glanced at her father, then quickly took the steamed bun and gobbled it up.

The middle-aged man patted Erya's head lovingly and said to Li Yichen: "Little brother, thank you so much."

Li Yichen shook his head and said: "Brother, you are welcome. May I ask your name and where you are from?"

Li Yichen was also a little curious. Most of the families of these captured strong men were killed by the Tatar army.

How can there be such a big daughter around?

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "My name is Gao Ling. I was originally from Sishui County, Hunshan Prefecture. In order to make a living, I helped the merchant unload goods in Anxi City all year round. My wife died a few years ago, leaving this daughter to follow me everywhere."

"This time I was captured by the Tatars. Fortunately, the Qin army fought to the death to rescue us. Erya, the girl, hid and escaped at that time. Later, she was taken in by Lord Zhang Yuyang. This time, we are reunited as father and daughter."

Li Yichen nodded and said, "Brother Gao, don't worry. Live a good life with your daughter in the future. The Tatars have been killed by the Qin army and will not have the courage to invade Lizhou again."

"My only wish is to raise Erya safely and steadily, and watch her get married. I will be relieved when I die."

Li Yichen was also slightly touched in his heart. This is the greatest wish of an ordinary father, humble and precious.

Zhang Yuyang, who was not far away, came over and squatted beside Li Yichen and whispered: "My lord, Lord Liu Huaiyuan wants to report to you."

Gao Ling then noticed Zhang Yuyang and said excitedly: "I have met Lord Zhang. It is thanks to your help that we can survive."

The refugees nearby also saw Zhang Yuyang and gathered around him, asking about his well-being, and their words were full of gratitude.

Zhang Yuyang pointed at Li Yichen beside him and said loudly: "The people of Lizhou should be most grateful not to me, Zhang Yuyang, but to the leader of the Qin Army, Li Yichen, beside me!"

"It was because he was not afraid of danger and personally led the Qin Army soldiers to fight bloody battles all the way in the Tatar territory that he was able to rescue the people from the Tatar Dynasty. For this reason, I don't know how many Qin Army soldiers stayed in Tatar forever."

Zhang Yuyang's words stirred up a thousand waves. The people looked at Li Yichen, who was still holding a pottery bowl in his hand, with their eyes full of disbelief. It seemed that they could never imagine that the dignified leader of the Qin Army would eat a refugee meal with them here.

Gao Ling, who had just talked with Li Yichen, immediately pulled Erya to kneel on the ground, pointed at Li Yichen and said: "Erya, this is the leader of the Qin army who saved Dad. Dad tells you that you must be grateful and repay your gratitude. When you grow up, you must repay Dad."

As Gao Ling spoke, he pulled Erya to kowtow to Li Yichen. The people around him also knelt down with red eyes, singing praises and full of gratitude to Li Yichen from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Yichen glared at Zhang Yuyang unhappily. He just wanted to come and see the current situation of the people, but this guy exposed his identity.

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