Another two or three days passed.

As the war in the north intensified, more and more refugees fled south to the capital.

But they could not enter the city, but could only starve and freeze under the walls outside the city.

When Jiang Ning entered the city one day, he saw their miserable appearance of being homeless, so he even asked people to set up a porridge shack and give porridge twice in the morning and evening.

Not to mention how many people can be saved, at least with a clear conscience.

And when he has free time, he will also personally go to the porridge shed to give alms.

Originally, Yun'er and the others were going to come, but Jiang Ning was afraid that something would happen, so he persuaded them to do so.

Let Luoxian and Ming'er accompany her to tease the boring child, and Zheng Fangrui will take care of it carefully.

Therefore, there was only one man left by Jiang Ning's side, He Yuyao, who looked like a man.

It's just that she was afraid of the cold, so she cowered in front of the stove to keep warm.

Jiang Ning looked at her trembling appearance and shook his head amusedly.

This woman is not even afraid of the dampness and coldness of the south of the Yangtze River, but she is afraid of the dry and cold of the north, which is really confusing.

Inadvertently, Jiang Ning moved his gaze to the porridge shed next to him.

The owner of that family was the woman he had rescued in the alley last time.

Xu was his gaze too burning, and the woman suddenly turned around.

After seeing who it was, his vigilant and sharp gaze suddenly relaxed, nodded lightly, and immediately stopped paying attention.

It's just that she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the Jiangzi banner hanging on the porridge shed.

"Sir, do you know her?"

As soon as He Yuyao looked up, he saw the scene of Jiang Ning and the woman staring at each other, and couldn't help asking.

Jiang Ning came back to his senses and nodded, and told the events of the day.

"I see."

He Yuyao put on a teasing expression:

"Isn't it because this woman not only promised herself, but also shook her face at the adult.

Speaking of which, this woman is indeed very delicate, and her martial arts are so good, if the slave family is a man, she must be moved. ”

As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Ning with silky eyes and said:

"If the adults have the same attitude towards the slave family, then the slave family will die of beauty in their hearts."

Jiang Ning rolled his eyes unceremoniously, not wanting to deal with her.

Since the incident two days ago, this woman has reverted to the appearance of hooking the dead.

And it's getting bigger and smaller.

He didn't pay attention to He Yuyao anymore, and walked over to scoop porridge for the refugees in person.

Just then, a fast horse galloped over.

A tall man with five big and three thick turned over and dismounted, and said hurriedly: "Miss, Brother Tiger, he is injured!" ”

"What? Where's my brother? ”

The woman suddenly said anxiously.

"It's almost there."

The big Han urn sounded the urn airway.

When the woman heard this, she immediately got on her horse neatly and ran towards the vast snow.

And the voice of the two of them talking was not small, and it clearly fell into He Yuyao's ears.

She suddenly looked at the big Yangzi flag fluttering in the wind, and a strange look appeared on her pretty face.

After a while, the woman returned from her horse.

And she was followed by a line of carriages and horses.

The carriage was carrying many things, and the men who were guarding the surroundings also exuded a fierce temperament.

Obviously, it's very difficult to get along.

Jiang Ning was sitting on the side resting at this time, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but stare straight for a while.

This must be a caravan.

It's similar to the carriage and horse shop.

A middle-aged man walking side by side with the woman noticed that Jiang Ning was looking at his side, with doubts on his face, he turned over and dismounted, and walked over and said:

"Dare to ask this son, but is there something?"

Jiang Ning reacted and arched his hand:

"Oh, it's just that seeing this cold winter wax moon, approaching the New Year's Festival, a horse gang like Brother Tai is still walking back and forth, and I feel a little emotional."

The middle-aged man smiled: "Just begging for some food." ”

At this time, the woman also came over and whispered a few words in his ear.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly said:

"Ah, it turns out that the son also rescued the sister, I am really grateful."

Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment and said with a smile:

"It's just a gesture.

No one will sit idly by. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head:

"It's not just anyone who can drink back from the Five Cities Terracotta Division.

The son is very kind, and he is unforgettable with his sister.

By the way, dare to ask Gongzi if there is a good Langzhong in the city, and ...... this arm"

Jiang Ning looked at it, but saw that the middle-aged man's left arm was drooping, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

But he can still be calm and relaxed, and he is a character.

"There is a family medical center in the north of the city, which specializes in treating musculoskeletal injuries, or can help my brother."

"That's great, thank you for your guidance."

The middle-aged man thanked him repeatedly, and then took his sister and men into the city.

Jiang Ning retracted his gaze, but he didn't notice that He Yuyao's face became even more strange.

After the carriage and horse entered the city, the middle-aged man said to the woman:

"Sister, are you sure this is a celebrity in front of the emperor, Jiang Ning, the commander of the inner factory?"

"Who else but him.

The porridge shed has a big banner of Jiangzi, and there is a means to call the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division to change color, I can't think of a second person. ”

The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully.

As she spoke, the woman frowned again and said, "My brother just asked him what Lang Zhong was doing?" With such an injury, it is generally not good for Lang Zhong. ”

"Humph! If it weren't for my underestimation of the enemy, I was attacked by the White Lotus Demon Dao, why would this be the case!

But you don't have to worry about that, just do what I tell you to do. ”

"Brother, although the White Lotus Sect is not all the way with us, we have to get into trouble in the end, why don't we join forces and do it right?"

"That demon Dao claims to be the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, and your brother and I are the reincarnation of the real dragon, it is not a crime to get together!"

The woman's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, but she didn't speak again.

Just a worried look.

As the sun slowly set, it was already dusk.

Jiang Ning collected the porridge shed and took people home.

It's just that when I was about to arrive at Huangzhuang, I suddenly came to report that a scholar had fallen on the road.

Seeing that the injury was not light, the breath was weak.

Jiang Ning got out of the sedan chair to take a look, and when he saw that he was covered in blood, he immediately sent someone to lift him, ready to take it home and let Zheng Fangrui see if he could be cured.

"Adults are really kind-hearted, any scholar on the road will be treated."

He Yuyao walked over, her eyes fluttering, and she said with a smile.

Jiang Ning said with a serious face:

"Don't take the good for the small, don't take the evil for the small.

It's a life, and you can't let him die in the wilderness in vain. ”

He Yuyao stared at Jiang Ning tightly, her beautiful eyes shining.

Return to Vu An Bo Mansion.

Jiang Ning asked the scholar to settle down in the wing room, and called Zheng Fangrui for treatment.

"How's it going? Are you saved? ”

Seeing that this female doctor had to take a pulse and build a Jinpa, Jiang Ning couldn't help but say with a complicated face.

"Fortunately, the master sent it in time, the slave family acupuncture once, and with a decoction, you should be able to wake up."

Zheng Fangrui withdrew her slender jade hand, got up and walked over, and took out a pair of silver needles.

She didn't call herself a concubine, maybe she didn't think she was worthy.

"Huh? Did you change the needle? ”

Jiang Ning had been acupuncture for several months, and he was very familiar with the set of silver needles that were incomparably precious at a glance.

"That set of needles is a family heirloom of the slave family, and it is only for the master."

Zheng Fangrui glanced at him sideways, and said, "Although this set is a little worse, it is enough." ”

As she spoke, she picked up a needle and plunged it into the scholar's forehead.

"Uh, how do you have to be stuck in the head?"

Zheng Fangrui said while pricking the needle:

"The slave family just wants to see the master's body, is this okay?"

When Jiang Ning heard this, he touched his nose and stepped aside to stop bothering.

After about a stick of incense, Zheng Fangrui finished the needle.

It's fast, but it works.

The scholar's originally pale face was already a little rosy.

Jiang Ning immediately stepped forward and said, "That, Rui'er, I've worked hard for you, let's go down and rest first." I'll find a little maid to take care of it. ”

Zheng Fangrui shook her head: "He is my patient after all, I need to see the situation again." ”

"Then I'll be with you."

Jiang Ning casually brought two stools and asked her to sit down together.

Zheng Fangrui pursed her lips, and a flash of joy flashed in her eyes.

And after a while, she suddenly said:

"Sir, it seems like it's been a long time since we've been quietly alone like this.

The slave family really misses when we went to Jiangnan together. ”

As she spoke, a look of remembrance appeared on her face, and she continued:

"We visit famous places together, and we go boating together on Taihu Lake.

You also painted a picture for me, I'm so good a baby, I have to take it out every night to see it. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Ning sighed faintly.

"Rui'er, you are not a slave in the house now, you are a good person, a lady of the official family, and a female official of the hospital.

With such an identity, how can you marry into the mansion and be my concubine. ”

"I don't care, and I don't regret it."

Zheng Fangrui bit her delicate lip, turned her head to look at Jiang Ning, and said with affection:

"I like the master, I like it very much.

If the master is hindered by the status of the slave family, it is a big deal that the female official of the slave family will not do it.

It's just an ordinary woman, isn't that okay?

Or does the master really have no thoughts about the slave family? ”

Jiang Ning froze suddenly.

Ask yourself, does he really dislike Zheng Fangrui?

Of course not.

He had to admit that the woman in front of him was already hanging on his heart.

It's just that Jiang Ning still has some thoughts in the future, and he really doesn't want to be sorry for Yun'er anymore.

Although he knew that Yun'er probably supported him to marry Zheng Fangrui.

But he himself just couldn't get over this hurdle.

After all, Zheng Fangrui is different from Luoxian and Ming'er, they were married by Zhu Houzhao.