"The boy is not subject to the grace of the nameless, and dares to ask the name of the son and the girl. Just as Ye Qinzhu was engrossed, a voice sounded in his ears.

The man's body is quite strong, and it is particularly abrupt in this group of people who obediently line up to receive porridge and devour it frantically as soon as they receive it.

"My surname is Wang, and my single name is Yu. Yang Qingjue replied, "As for this girl, she is a friend." ”

"My surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Shu. Ye Qinzhu bent his eyebrows and eyes, showing his beauty.

"Prince Wang, Miss Qin. The man bowed to the people behind him, but Yang Qingjue didn't help him, and let him feel at ease.

"In Xia Xu Xiuyuan, today's son is kind and saves my family. In the future, if there is a place to use, I am willing to work for the child. ”

Behind the man knelt a few people in ragged clothes, trembling and bowing down.

"My lord, there was a sudden uproar in the west of the city. The master bookkeeper curiously came in from outside the door and reported to Jing Zhao Yin.

"I'm afraid I'm desperate and start sacrificing to the sky. Jing Zhaoyin laughed a few times and continued to review the copywriting in the east of the city, "I'm afraid that because the temple was built at the junction of the west and east of the city, they were delusional that they could be blessed by the priests." ”

"My lord, do you want to strengthen the city wall as a precaution?"

The west and east walls of the city cut off the road for the people to come and go, and the city wall was almost the same thickness as the city wall on the periphery of the capital, just to block those displaced people.

"Reinforcement. Jing Zhaoyin thought about it for a while, and then had the answer in his heart, "Transfer the funds for the construction of the exterior wall and repair the interior wall well." ”

The west of the city is very lively, and the magnates in the east of the city climb the tall buildings and look into the distance.

"Your Highness, are we ......" The people around Yang Qinghan tentatively spoke, but Yang Qinghan raised his hand to block them.

"There's no hurry. Yang Qinghan smiled and interrupted the people around him.

"Whoever it is, what he's doing now doesn't hurt me. ”

"Shocked, he took Mangzhong to ambush at the gate of the city, and brought them to the Anguo people through the inner wall. Yang Qinghan waved his sleeves and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He was born as the emperor's grandson, his grandfather died at the age of fifteen, he was named the crown prince at the age of twenty, and he was imprisoned at the age of twenty-five, and now he has been in charge for six years.

This capital is not only the capital of the aging and powerless Emperor Anding, but also the capital of his Yang Qinghan.

The people of Anguo wanted to get their hands dirty, so they chopped off his five fingers and shattered his bones.

Ye Qinzhu's gaze wandered over a few people who had taken the bowl and hid in the corner, and then left as if nothing had happened.

The homeless people themselves have a big problem, and it is too normal to mix in a few small works.

Yang Qingjue said that after three days, their symptoms would disappear, and the inner wall door of the capital was estimated to be able to open smoothly.

Until then, in order to cause unnecessary confusion, these people could not move.

"Listen up. The girl knocked on the empty pod and looked around with a smile.

"There will still be soup relief tomorrow, but only the elderly in their sixties and children under the age of ten will receive the porridge. ”

"The rest of the people, healthy to enter the east of the city to look for work, those who have not recovered can go to the periphery of the beast ridge, take the spirit grass and exchange food with me. Her words were silent, but through the transmission of spiritual power, the people around her could hear them clearly.

In an instant, the face of the fairy girl turned a little hideous in the eyes of countless homeless, but because of her status as a high-level spirit master, the homeless people dared not speak out.

After distributing the decoction and white porridge one by one, it was already tossed into the evening. Even if Ye Qinzhu had spiritual power to help, he already had backache.

Yang Qingjue has always stood aside, naturally accepting the gratitude of the homeless. From time to time, she pointed out a few words to Ye Qinzhu, so that she didn't do bad things with good intentions.

Spiritual power rolled up the water droplets, washing this pot, Ye Qinzhu raised her head to look at the sun that was gradually sinking in the west, and then lowered her head, but saw a figure under the remnant sun walking towards her.

"Mr. Xiao. She smiled and jumped off the pod.

Xiao Qi came slowly, facing Ye Qinzhu and Yang Qingjue, and bowed deeply.

"Xiao Qi, thank you again for your help, otherwise, Ying'er's life will not be saved. ”

"It's a gesture. Yang Qingjue gave a little help, stopped the thin body that was not human, and continued to bend down.

"Don't fight, don't grab, be humble and orderly. Mr. can bring out a group of moral children in the troubled times, and he must have put a lot of thought into it. Yang Qingjue exclaimed.

"They are still able to be happy, but they have not yet lost their nature because of hunger and cold. Xiao Qi smiled bitterly, his face couldn't help but show melancholy, and then his face changed, and he looked at the two of them in a low voice.

"It's not enough, when you see such a person who is not reasonable, don't you think that we are a fine work sent by another country?"

"Why should I think?" it was Ye Qinzhu who spoke.

"It is impossible for the capital to have more food for no reason, so that the children of two rich families can help the suffering without mobilizing the people, and in addition to the capital, there is still a ...... where there is more or more food."

Xiao Qi raised his finger and pointed into the distance.

"Mochin Academy. ”

"I've guessed where the two of you came from, and in that case, it's self-evident that they're suitable for status. "Xiao Qi has read a lot of books, so he naturally knows about the connection between Moqin Yuan and God.

"The two of you are noble, so you are not worried that we are deliberately approaching you to obtain information?"

"Don't worry. It was still Ye Qinzhu who replied, she stood beside Yang Qingjue, and spread her hands indifferently.

"Why?" this answer made Xiao Qi, who was originally trying to remind them, stunned.

"Because here, my surname is Qin, and this son's surname is Wang, that's all. Ye Qinzhu responded with a smile, and with a wave of his fingers, he took the two cauldrons back into the stone.

"Sir, can you write? I have a few recipes here, and I need them to transcribe them. Yang Qingjue was holding a piece of paper in his hand, on which were densely packed with records.

Ye Qinzhu was handing out the decoction on the side, while he was observing the situation of the homeless people and revising his prescription.

Children, adults, the elderly, and herbal dosages can be as much as possible to meet these people.

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, and immediately took it.

"I need to go back to the yard to get a pen and paper for these transcriptions, I'm afraid it's not convenient here. ”

"Nothing. Ye Qinzhu volunteered, "I'll go back with you." ”

She followed Xiao Qi back to the courtyard, and as soon as the door opened, a group of chirping children pounced.

Xiao Qi deftly avoided and pinched the paper into the house, while Ye Qinzhu was unfortunately hit by a child's cannonball, and the dignified spiritual master was thrown to the ground by a group of dolls.

It took a lot of effort for her to crawl out of the pile of children, and by the time she could catch her breath, Xiao Qi had already come out of the house with five copies of the transcribed paper in her hand.

"Thank you. Ye Qinzhu grinned, took the manuscript paper from Xiao Qi's hand penny by penny, and then stood up from the ground with his waist up.

"Didn't I feed you too much, so energetic? ”

The little girl in red at the head had a hippie smile on her face, and pulled the finch as a shield.

"Sister Qin is beautiful and kind, we like it. Hong'er hid behind the finch and stuck out her tongue at Ye Qinzhu.

is obviously wearing red clothes, but on Hong'er, there is no festive atmosphere at all.

Oversized tops, dirty fabrics, tattered hems.

Even if Hong'er smiled, that image made Ye Qinzhu unable to laugh.