On the other hand, Feng Qingqing and Lu Jiayi were discussing matters before departure, and on the other hand, Lin Qingzhi in Yu County was facing equally difficult problems.

"Your Highness, these are the victims of the disaster."

Qi Qin lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, where a large group of men and women, dressed in rags and black who could not see their true faces, surrounded the carriage and begged them for alms.

Mingyin and the others waved their horsewhips to stop them from approaching, and some of those who were bold and insisted on rushing forward were inevitably not drawn, and the crowd was in a commotion, noisy and shouting, very chaotic.

"Your Highness, you can't fight, they are all victims of the disaster."

Qi Qin was anxious and asked Lin Qingzhi to stop.

Lin Qingzhi glanced at him expressionlessly, didn't say anything, and closed his eyes.

"Your Highness!"

Qi Qin glanced outside the car again, was in a hurry, lifted the curtain and rushed out, and grabbed the whip that was about to fall in Mingyin's hand.

"Don't fight, stop."

Ming Yin didn't care about him, and with a flick of his wrist, the whip flew out again, pulling a refugee who grabbed the corner of Qi Qin's clothes and was about to climb up.

Qi Qin was furious, swung his fist up, and Ming Yin dodged, but Qi Qin made a false move, turned around, and snatched the whip in Ming Yin's hand.

"Shizi." Naruto was startled.

"Mingyin, let him go." Lin Qingzhi's leisurely voice came from inside the carriage.

Mingyin had to retreat, Qi Qin looked at the people on the carriage who treated the people of the disaster as grass mustard and ants, anger followed by grief, this is the future emperor of the Da'an Dynasty, the current prince.

He was really blind, so he would follow Lin Qingzhi.

Qi Qin threw the whip on the ground and got into the carriage to take out his baggage, during which he observed Lin Qingzhi's expression without giving up.

Even for a second, as long as Lin Qingzhi's expression loosened for a second, he could see a trace of conscience, and he would stay.

But no.

Lin Qingzhi was indifferent throughout the whole process.

Qi Qin jumped into the refugee pile with his baggage, and the sound stopped when he wanted to speak, but finally stopped talking.

Jumping into a Qiqin in the gray and black refugee pile is like a drop of water in an inkwell, and the water is only blackened.

Without waiting for Qi Qin to take out the dry food in the bag and distribute it, the refugees rushed up and grabbed the package, but the contents were gone before they landed.

The refugees who grabbed it didn't even look at what was in their hands, and desperately stuffed it into their mouths, even if they couldn't swallow it, they had to squeeze their throats and fill their stomachs.

There are strong people who go and rob others when they have finished eating.

Soon, the brawl took place.

For a piece of cake, fathers, sons and brothers killed each other, and there were red-eyed six relatives who did not recognize each other.

Qi Qin couldn't bear to see them fighting, so he stepped forward to stop: "Don't rob, I'm here to help you, I'll save you, don't fight." ”

Someone scolded: "How many people have come to save us, but they have forced me to sell my sons and daughters." Ge Laozi, I'll take you under the knife today. ”

As he spoke, the man turned around and pounced on Qi Qin.

His words resonated with everyone, and everyone swung their fists and strength towards Qi Qin with red eyes, gritted their teeth, and swung their fists and strength at Qi Qin.

This is the anger and resentment they have been building up for years.

Qi Qin could snatch the whip from Mingyin's hand with a small trick, but he couldn't dodge the desperate fists of the refugees.

He couldn't bear to hurt these poor people.

Blindly dodging made Qi Qin passive everywhere, and he fell into the road in a few blinks.

Dense fists and kicks like raindrops smashed at him, and the clothes and jewelry on his body, but everything of value was stripped away, and he couldn't even keep the bitter tea.

Qi Qin barely sent a voice for help from under the pile of refugees huddled on top of him to suck blood.

Lin Qingzhi walked out of the carriage and stopped in front of him: "Your Highness, be careful." ”

Lin Qingzhi looked at Qi Qin, who had only gained his fists with sincere enthusiasm, as if he had seen himself at the beginning.

Lin Qingzhi was thrown by the queen to Cuicheng, the hometown of the Cui family, as early as ten years old.

The Cui family is a big family, and the children of the Cui family must be assigned to the countryside for three years of self-reliance when they reach the age of ten, and only those who pass the grades are eligible to enter the Cui family tree and get the family's recognition and protection in the future.

Therefore, there are few good people in the countryside of Cuicheng, the aborigines will not treat you well, and the companions also think about how to get benefits from you and make their lives better.

Although Lin Qingzhi is a descendant of the Middle Palace, he has suffered a lot at all.

So much so that now he has developed a cold appearance and rejects people thousands of miles away, and he is not close to the queen.

The corners of Lin Qingzhi's mouth were smiling, how sarcastic, how many years, he still envied an idealist like Qi Qin.

"Get the refugees out."

Lin Qingzhi spoke, and the soldiers in the convoy, who had always been on the defensive, began to fight back skillfully, and every hit on the body was very painful, but it would not cause serious injuries.

The refugees vented their anger here in Qiqin, and they spared their lives, and when they saw that they were good, they accepted it, and Ulala scattered as birds and beasts.

Qi Qin saw the light of day again.

He stretched out and exhaled, lying on the ground looking at the scorching sun hanging high above his head.

At this time, an umbrella stopped above him, and Lin Qingzhi sneered: "I can't stand it?" ”

Qi Qin was stunned for a few seconds, then slowly got up and knelt at Lin Qingzhi's feet.

The bare back is red because of the close contact with the cracked and hot earth, and it is shocking to watch.

"The subordinates are ignorant, and they should not be kind to women, and Your Highness forgives your sins."

If Qi Qin was still a little arrogant before, this subordinate had already shown his submission and trust.

"You're not wrong."

Lin Qingzhi looked at the back of Qi Qin's head on the ground, and the words he spit out made Qi Qin's heart move.

"There is nothing wrong with the refugees, they should be saved, it's just that you showed up at the wrong time and in the wrong way."

When he was knocked to the ground like a stinky rat, he didn't shed a single tear, and when he heard this, Qi Qin suddenly couldn't hold it back, and the tears couldn't stop pouring out, falling on the dirt and evaporating instantly, leaving nothing behind.

"See?" Lin Qingzhi turned around and wanted to leave: "The dry land doesn't need tears, but a downpour." ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here, and if you miss the welcome, you deserve to die for the crime of Weichen."

In the distance, a man in a rough shirt and unkempt hair rushed by.

Lin Qingzhi stopped.

The man saw that he ran closer, but he tripped over the stone at his feet and threw himself into the air.

Lin Qingzhi silently took a step back, and the man fell to the ground with a thud, splashing a large pile of dust.

Qi Qin got up early and stood behind Lin Qingzhi to hold an umbrella for him, Lin Qingzhi stared at the person in front of him, and asked in a deep voice: "You are Yan Zhisheng, the commander of Yuzhou County?" ”

Yan Zhisheng hurriedly got up and knelt down, his head touching the ground: "Weichen Yan Zhisheng see His Royal Highness the Prince." The subordinates are late, disturbing His Highness, and the ministers are guilty. ”

Thinking of Fang Cai's own experience, Qi Qin didn't have a good impression of this Yan Zhisheng, at least he couldn't even educate the people.

But looking at it like this, it is quite difficult for Yan Zhisheng to live for a long time, and Qi Qin can't bear to blame him.

Lin Qingzhi didn't squeak, so he let Yan Zhisheng kneel and knock on the ground.

The heat wave steams people, and the dirt is sloppy.

Qi Qin knew this painful taste the most, he held the umbrella and did not speak.

Lin Qingzhi has his reasons for doing things.

"Your Highness, the refugees who just made trouble have been arrested." Naruto ran over from the side to report the situation.

Lin Qingzhi nodded, which made Yan Zhi angry.

"The security in Yuzhou is really worse, Gu will help Lord Yan take care of it today, and Lord Yan will not see outside."

Yan Zhisheng still had a shy and apologetic smile on his face, and Lin Qingzhi bowed slightly: "Go to the county office." ”