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Section 28
With the support of the government, several courageous hungry people could not bear to shout.
The shouting didn't matter, more hungry people behind the belt screamed, letting the dozen or so strong men make way. The situation reversed in an instant, and the brawny man who ate and drank suddenly couldn't hold his face anymore, and couldn't drink the porridge. He had to stare at Yan Changqing and Helian Rongchuan fiercely, and withdrew angrily.
Helian Rongchuan folded his hands on his chest, raised his eyebrows proudly, and looked at Yan Changqing. It seems to ask him to compliment a few words.
Yan Changqing couldn't laugh. A small pinch of sand ensures that a whole porridge can be reserved for those who need it most. Such a method was never thought of by Yan Changqing, who was raised in the court since childhood.
When Helian Rongchuan was a child, what kind of hunger and hardship had he experienced before he came up with such an idea?
Yan Changqing couldn't help but feel a little distressed. He was thinking about a girl doll with a dirty face and thin arms like bamboo poles in tattered clothes. It's so powerful, can you save me, save my grandma?"
Helian Rongchuan was taken aback for a moment, and regardless of the pickle on the little girl's body, he bent down and rubbed the little girl's yellow hair: "What's wrong with your grandma?"
Yan Changqing's heart moved. He knew that Helian Rongchuan must be like him at this time, thinking of the little girl he had seen in Qixia Village.
The little girl knew that she had met the savior, she was so excited, she was sobbing with a grin, out of breath: "My grandmother... she closed her eyes and ignored me and refused to drink porridge!"
The two looked at each other, and they got up together in a tacit understanding and left the porridge shed. Following what the little girl pointed out, Yan Changqing and Helian Rongchuan came to a disaster relief dome in a short while. The dome was not big, and the victims inside also went to receive porridge. Only one with gray hair lying reclining on the corner was left. , An old woman with an earthy face.
"Grandma, grandma?" The little girl picked up the already chilled rice porridge and wanted to feed it to the old woman, but the old woman didn't move at all.
Yan Changqing stretched out his hand to explore, but Helian Rongchuan blocked it.
"Be careful with seasonal epidemics."
As he said, Helian Rongchuan stretched out his hand involuntarily to detect the pulse of the old woman's wrist, his eyes darkened.
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Long Kiss in the Desert 8
"Not dead." Helian Rongchuan said: "But only half a breath is left."
The little girl cried even more sadly when she heard it. Almost at the same time, Helian Rongchuan and Yan Changqing reached out to the old woman, trying to carry her up.
Helian Rongchuan smiled softly: "It's still me." Before he could say anything, he could not help but lift the old woman on her back. Yan Changqing was no longer wordy, holding the little girl's hand, and walked out of the tent.
Not far from the congee shed, it is the medicine shed for Shiji Shifeng Decoction. However, here is far from the porridge shed, and a row of small medicine stoves are gurgling and steaming, but there is no disaster victim who came to collect medicine. Little imperial physician Wei Jin was tied to the tip of her nose with a white handkerchief and nestled on a small wooden bench. The big pu fan used to incite fire slid on her feet, her head was like a chicken pecking rice, and she was going to fall asleep boredly. .
Helian Rongchuan didn't pay attention to his feet, and accidentally kicked an empty medicine jar. With a "boom", Wei Jin was agitated in her dream and opened her eyes in a daze.
Helian Rongchuan: "The opening is auspicious, the children come out to welcome the guests!"
Wei Jin:? ? ?
Yan Changqing:...
After half a stick of incense.
Wei Jin frowned slightly, and carefully pulled out the silver needle stuck in the old woman Zhong and Baihui acupoint. The old woman gasped and slowly opened her muddy eyes.
"Grandma!" The little girl rushed forward, crying and laughing.
Wei Jin held a bowl of porridge, seeming to want to feed the old woman. Yan Changqing quickly reminded him that the white pasoon on the tip of his nose was gone. Wei Jin smiled frankly: "The general doesn't need to worry. She doesn't have a seasonal epidemic. She's starving like this."
Yan Changqing's eyebrows wrinkled deeply. He obviously sent people to distribute food for disaster relief as soon as he entered the city. How could such a thing happen?
After hearing Wei Jin's words, the little girl bowed her head guiltily, and murmured, "It's me who is not good. I have been in line for almost a day before getting a bowl of porridge. When I go back, grandma will be like this... blame me."
Helian Rongchuan squatted down, rubbed the little girl's head, and asked, "Didn't you hear that the relief food was distributed three days ago? Where is your food?"
The old woman was aside, because she drank Wei Jin's white rice soup, her spirit was a little better, and she said weakly, "They bullied my mother-in-law! As soon as the food was taken away from the heat, it was snatched away. I had to let Xiao Liu. I went to line up to get the porridge, but they jumped in again, and I couldn't get a bowl for a day, alas..."
The old woman said, helpless tears shed on her face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.
"They? Who are they?" Yan Changqing asked.
Is it just those brawny guys who just met?
Yan Changqing's face was pale, and immediately sent someone to grab a few brawny men who had jumped in line to eat, and escorted them into the county office for questioning.
After the fifty big board went down, several strong men trembled like sieves, all trembling.
It turned out that they were all helpers hired by a few wealthy businessmen in Qinchuan City. Some of them were in charge of the rescue team to jump in and eat, and more were to take advantage of the fire at night to pick up orphans, widows and mothers, the elderly, the weak and sick after the earthquake. All the looted grains were handed over to wealthy merchants and reselled at high prices.
On the one hand, it cut off the victims' access to food, and on the other hand sold the looted food back to the victims at high prices. What a good calculation!
"These victims don't even have money to eat, so what can they exchange for food?" Helian Rongchuan asked suddenly.
Several strong men lowered their heads and looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.
Yan Changqing looked at them coldly, and said slowly: "It seems that the fifty boards are still played lightly."
"I said, I said!" A few strong men were scared to tears by Yan Changqing. When they first entered the Yamen, they looked rather obscenely at the eyes of Yan Changqing and his thin waist. But now, they just want to kneel down and hold Yan Changqing's legs and call "Grandpa forgive me."
"If you can't get the money, you can sell your body." A strong man lowered his head, fearing to make a mistake and hitting the board, cowering and said: "As long as you pay money or sell your body, you can get food."
The other strong man seemed a little wronged, and muttered a little.
Helian Rongchuan stepped forward and kicked unceremoniously: "Mumbling! Loudly, or grandpa will hit you!"
"Grandpa forgive me!" The strong man hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtow: "In fact, we were wronged too. Not only were we robbed of food, but the people also robbed us. It was counted as our heads. I...I didn't accept..." Not emboldened.
It is strange that the food allocated to each household is sufficient, so why should they grab other people's food?
The brawny man continued to explain with a guilty conscience: "Because if you hand in enough food, you can receive the holy medicine to cure diseases and ward off evil..."
"It's holy medicine again?!" Wei Jin suddenly jumped off the chair of the master's office and said, "No wonder so many victims refused to receive my painstaking medicine. So it's your evil way again?"
Yan Changqing turned his head in a puzzled way: "It's not that your medicine, although it can't cure it, can greatly alleviate the epidemic? How come no one gets it?"
Wei Jin cried and said, "They don't believe my medicine!"
Standing aside, Qinchuan County Yadutou, who was so scared that he didn't dare to speak out, seemed to be trying to please, and couldn't help but said: "My lord...Is your lord ever heard such a sentence,'The earth, the ghosts come out' ?"
Yan Changqing nodded, and the spiteful face of North Rongdu Marshal Abdul Lie appeared before his death.
Du Tou guessed Yan Changqing's face and continued boldly: "My lord does not know. It is said that the earthquake and plague in Qinchuan City were caused by the White Wolf King's disaster. Only the witch doctor's holy medicine can resolve it. Disaster. But this holy medicine is extremely rare. It is often only those wealthy people who can get it from witch doctors and then resell them to the people. So..." I won’t go any further.
Yan Changqing finally came to understand why they had been distributing food, but the people of Qinchuan still couldn't get enough to eat. It turns out that, in the final analysis, this so-called holy medicine is at work!
The sick people, hungry for the holy medicine, grabbed other people's food to change the medicine. The people who were not sick were forcibly taken away from food, either starved to death or sold themselves for food!
Qinchuan City is located in a remote area, the folk customs are not civilized, and it is worshipping the witch Gu. Yan Changqing had heard of it before, but he did not expect it to be so serious. Unexpectedly, the food for disaster relief brought by him and Helian Rongchuan all the way in the end was counted into the hands of opportunistic wealthy businessmen and so-called witch doctors!
Yan Changqing suddenly felt that he had thought of the disaster of Qinchuan City too simple. There are not only natural disasters here, but also **.
To cure natural disasters, you must first remove the **!
night.
Helen Rongchuan leaned on Erlang's legs and squinted on the couch in the tent, looking at the figure behind the screen.
His long halal and innocent, just thinking about changing clothes, as long as he hides behind the screen, he can't see it. never thought that the silhouette of him changing clothes on the screen is also tickling.
After questioning and discussing, several strong men came up with the secret place where wealthy Qinchuan merchants contacted witch doctors to buy holy medicine-the underground black market in Qinchuan city. In order to lead the snake out of the hole, Yan Changqing decided to go to the black market to find out. In order to prevent being questioned by black market merchants, he and Helian Rongchuan deliberately dressed up as rich merchants in Beirong. There is also an epidemic in Beirong, so it will not arouse suspicion by others.
At this time, Helian Rongchuan has changed into a hidden blue bat-print straight-breasted gown, with a black rhino horn belt around his waist, and a circle of thin mink like dandelions on the hem of his clothes. This is exactly what the richest son of Bei Rong is. Common dress. Although this body is quite flamboyant, it is inexplicably compatible with Helian Rongchuan's unruly temperament.
"Master Yan?" Helian Rongchuan tilted his head and yelled at the black silhouette on the screen: "Have you dressed well, do you want me to come over—"
"Need not."
Yan Changqing straightened the neckline while walking out from behind the screen. He also changed into the costume of a wealthy businessman in Beirong. A straight green robe with wide sleeves and a silver-line and vermilion belt of the same color tied his waist even thinner and straighter. Bei Rong is a nation on horseback, but the wealthy businessmen are expensive with wide-sleeved, wide-sleeved, gorgeous and complicated long gowns. It seems that the more unfavorable the clothing, the more they can highlight their dignity. Yan Changqing was accustomed to wearing tight-fitting attire with a waist and narrow sleeves, and was quite unaccustomed to this cumbersome outfit. Helian felt that his eyes were bright, only that this gorgeous dress made Yan Changqing a completely different temperament from the past.
Yan Changqing was a little awkward, Helian Rongchuan's straight-forward eyes, scowled and said: "What are you looking at, why don't you leave?"
Helian Rongchuan laughed in a low voice: "You can't go like this." He walked to the back of Yan Changqing and gently unbuttoned the jade buckle behind his belt. Yanked up:
"The deduction is reversed. Be careful to expose the stuff."
Yan Changqing was taken aback. He was not familiar with Bei Rong's clothing. When he wore it just now, he was a little strange about the complicated buckle method of this belt, and it was buckled wrong. So he grabbed the belt and buckled it again.
However, somehow, he deducted several times in succession, but still to no avail, that is, the deduction was not good.
Under Helian Rongchuan's unblinking gaze, Yan Changqing couldn't help being a little impatient, his ears flushed slightly.
"You..." Helian Rongchuan smiled and shook his head.
He grabbed the belt in Yan Changqing's hand, facing Yan Changqing, wrapped his hands around Yan Changqing's waist, as if embracing him, and buckled the belt again.
The jade buckle of this belt is extremely gorgeous, there are a total of eight hidden buckles, which are intended to be auspicious, but it is very difficult to buckle.
Helian Rongchuan almost completely embraced Yan Changqing. He lowered his head, as if he was seriously thinking about the secret buttoning method, but the warm breath always seemed to sweep Yan Changqing's sensitive neck.
Yan Changqing immediately pushed him away vigilantly. Helian Rongchuan deliberately glanced at the hourglass timer on the case table.
Yes. The opening time of the black market is approaching, he must not delay, and must not make any mistakes.
So had to compromise.
"one."
"two."
"three."
Helian Rongchuan whispered the number every time he deducted one. Obviously it is a very simple word. don't know why, let Helian Rongchuan's low and magnetic voice whisper, making people's hearts more and more confused.
"Seven." Helian Rongchuan suddenly turned his head, seemingly puzzled: "Eh, why is Master Yan's heart beating so fast?"
Yan Changqing was suddenly a little nervous: "I didn't—"
Before Yan Changqing finished speaking, Helian Rongchuan suddenly tightened his arms, and the two chests were close to each other. He lowered his head and quickly kissed the corner of Yan Changqing's mouth.
"Sophistry." Helian Rongchuan smiled deeper and gently stroked Yan Changqing's chest: "Look, now you jump faster."
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Yan Changqing was extremely angry, and was inexplicably vague. He held on to his face and stared at Helian Rongchuan with a warning look: "Let go, I will buckle!"
Helian Rongchuan smiled and looked at Yan Changqing's fierce appearance as a paper tiger, with his arms still tightly around Yan Changqing's waist, without the slightest intention of letting go.
"Why are you upset again? Why don't you just give you a kiss? It's not that I have never kissed." Helian Rongchuan said, and he was about to move to Yan Changqing's cheek. Yan Changqing immediately wanted to hide, but he did not expect to hit He Lianrong. Chuan's plan exposed a large area of his neck.
Helian Rongchuan lightly bit Yan Changqing's slender neck, and then lightly tapped it with the tip of his moist tongue. Yan Changqing immediately said "Ah" and looked at Helian Rongchuan in surprise and annoyance.
"You!" Yan Changqing usually speaks rigidly and sternly, but he is so angry that his mouth is stupid and he can't say anything. He will only blush and stare at Helian Rongchuan.
Helian Rongchuan was very happy: "Ahhhh, are you going to call me a rascal again, I'm shameless, I'm cheeky? But don't you like me like this? What's awkward, huh?"
Yan Changqing was quickly killed by Helian Rongchuan's cheeky, and said angrily: "You"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted again. Little imperial physician Wei Jin lifted the curtain, stepped into the tent happily, and said, "The carriage is ready, let’s go!" After speaking, she looked up and happened to see Yan Changqing and Helian Rongchuan hugging each other, hugging like that. Tight, as if to kiss.
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Wei Jin looks gentle and beautiful, but in fact, because of a certain kind of book reading too much, there is a problem with making up like crazy. Seeing this situation, he immediately filled his mind with hundreds of indescribable engraved illustrations. He blushed and his heart beat.
Yan Changqing:...
Helian Rongchuan:...
Yan Changqing immediately said with a serious face: "It's not what you think!"
Wei Jin volleyed the little black boot that hadn't stepped into the felt tent and backed it back, covering his eyes, "Go on, go on, I didn't see anything! I just passed by picking up rubbish!"
Yan Changqing:...
Helian Rongchuan:...
Xiang Yu was checking the ruts of the carriage outside the tent, and saw Wei Jin running out with his eyes covered, scratching the back of his head incomprehensibly: "Why are you picking up rubbish? Just tell me what is missing, my general will not treat you badly."
Wei Jinxin said that your general would definitely not treat me badly, maybe at this moment he is planning to give me a ten-foot-long machete.
Xiang Yu didn't understand that Wei Jin's face was flushed, thinking it was hot, so he stuffed a big pu fan in his hand, and walked into the felt tent.
Wei Jin was shocked and pulled his sleeves: "What are you doing?"
Xiang Yu looked at Wei Jin with an unclear face: "Open