Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 185 Husband Gets Favor (29)

"Father, am I going to die?" the boy asked blankly.

He didn't want to die, he would never see his father again.

But now he really feels that he won't live long, he is so sleepy and wants to sleep.

"No." The man's nose was slightly sour, and tears were falling down.

"You won't die, dad will find food for you now."

"Father, don't go." The boy held on to the man's sleeve tightly, refusing to let him leave: "I don't want to see you before I die."

That's how his brother died, and he didn't want to be like his brother.

Hearing this, the man couldn't bear it any longer, and cried bitterly while hugging the boy.

Why?Why did God treat them so badly?

Just because they are men?
Believe that having a boy is evil, but giving birth to a girl is good.If you give birth to a daughter, you still have to take the imperial examination, but if you give birth to a boy, you will be buried with Baicao.

"Father." The boy's voice trembled: "If only I were a girl."

In this way, he will not be kicked out by his mother, and will not implicate his father, so that his father has a lame leg.

"Father." The boy's breath became weaker and weaker, "You..."

"Master, there is a child here who is freezing to death."

"Take them back and ask a doctor to look at them."

The boy only heard these two sentences in a daze, and then passed out.

"Jifu, you support him."

Pei Yu picked up the boy from the ground and signaled Ji Fu to help the man next to him.

Ji Fu understood, and quickly and carefully helped the man up.

"Don't worry, we're not malicious."

Facing the man's hostile gaze, Ji Fu comforted him.

Probably because he didn't sense any malice from them, the man gradually relaxed his vigilance.

Pei Yu hugged the boy and hurried the carriage all the way.

Back in Nanfu, he kept urging people to cook hot soup and prepare food.

After the doctor came, he went to urge people to boil the medicine again.

The kitchen was a mess.

Naturally, such a big matter cannot be kept from Li Shi.

"Bring back two beggars?" Li's face twisted, "Take me to have a look."

It is a good thing to have a kind heart, but it is not good to bring people home.

If the other beggars knew, wouldn't everyone be rushing to their Nanfu.

How will they deal with it when the Nanfu arrives?

"Daddy." Pei Yu said anxiously.

Regardless of Li Shi's wishes, he brought the man back on his own.

"never mind."

Looking at the emaciated child lying on the bed, Mrs. Li couldn't say anything to reprimand her.

"How many people saw it when you brought them back?"

"No one saw it." Pei Yu shook his head: "The two of them were lying in the temple at that time."

"That's good." Mrs. Li said in a deep voice, "Our Nanfu happens to be short of a servant. If they want to, they can stay in Nanfu."

This is his current limit.

No matter how many people there are, he can't manage them.

"Thank you, Dad." Pei Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is much better than he imagined.

"If the Patriarch asks about this matter, he will say it was my idea." Mrs. Li said worriedly.

"En." Pei Yu nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Li Shi left.

Nan Wan didn't know about this until after he came back.

"Wife master." Pei Yu nana.

Not only did he not listen to his wife's words, he stayed in the mansion obediently, but also ran around.

"fine."

Nan Wan didn't blame her, her voice was still gentle: "You take me to see him, I have something to ask."

----

"Are you from Northridge?"

"Yes, my lord." The man replied nervously.

"How did you come here?" Nan Wan was a little curious.

North Ridge is thousands of miles away from the imperial city, and it would take at least several months with only a pair of legs.

"Take a carriage." The man hesitated for a moment, but still chose to say the answer.

"When we were halfway there, we came across a caravan. They took pity on us and brought us here."

"You came here voluntarily?" Nan Wan continued to ask.

"Yes." The man nodded, "We can't survive in Beiling. We heard that the imperial city is rich and want to try our luck."

Unexpectedly, life in the imperial city was no better than that in North Ridge.

"How's the situation in Beiling?" Nan Wan asked with a tense heart.

"There is a famine in North Ridge right now." The man's lips turned white.

"Those officials took all the food away, and the people starved to death, and those who ran for their lives ran for their lives."

Thinking of the situation at that time, the man was afraid for a while.

"It seems to be more serious than the dean imagined." Nan Wanmou couldn't stop worrying.

At that time, the dean guessed that North Ridge was at most a natural disaster, but he didn't expect it to be a man-made disaster.

Since ancient times, man-made disasters have been more terrifying than natural disasters.

Wang An's trip is doomed to be more or less auspicious.

Outside, a vast expanse of whiteness.

A thick layer of snow had accumulated on the bricks and tiles, and the occasional cold wind blew the snow pieces off, creating a small crater.

The pine and cypress branches are curved, and the snow is heavy, but they still stand upright. The emerald green color is hidden in the snow, faintly revealing a trace of vitality.

The beggars at the gate of the city were still huddled there, disheveled.

The common people were frowning, thinking how would they live this year without silver taels?
Everyone's life is different, but the suffering is always the same.

----

At the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A group of people knelt there, braving the cold wind. Their bodies were covered with falling snow, and even their eyelashes were stained white by the snow.

The concierge opened the door several times to see that their positions had not changed at all.

"Mother." Pei Ling hesitated to speak: "How to deal with this?"

The eldest princess' handling is indeed biased, but she is the princess after all.

The prime minister closed his eyes and said nothing, opened them after a long time, and said, "You can take a look with me."

"Squeak."

The door opened.

Seeing the prime minister, the people's eyes lit up and they cried.

"My lord, please decide for us!"

"My lord, we have no food left in our family, and we can't survive at all."

Everyone has to pay taxes. If there is no silver in the family, food must be exchanged.

In this way, they are poor and hungry.

The kneeling people were older than sixty, trembling.

"Mother." Pei Ling turned her head, unable to bear to see this scene.

"Get up first!" The prime minister let out a breath of foul air slowly: "I will find a way to try this matter."

"Thank you sir."

"Thank you sir."

The people immediately kowtowed to thank.

"My lord." Jing Zhaoyi's headache was splitting, "This matter is really not the responsibility of the lower officials."

It's really hard for her to be Jing Zhaoyi, if she is still like this in the future, she should resign early and go home.

"The person in charge of this matter is a guest of His Highness's house."

"A doorman? Where's Your Highness?" The prime minister's eyes were sharp.

"Your Highness..." Jing Zhaoyi stammered.

"Tell the truth." The prime minister looked solemn, with a hint of sternness in his tone.

"Your Highness is going to enjoy the snow."

After finishing speaking, Jing Zhaoyi bowed his head, not daring to look at the prime minister's face at this time.

The prime minister snorted coldly, turned and left.

Jing Zhaoyi secretly complained, and hurriedly sent someone to notify the eldest princess.

But due to the heavy snow blocking the mountain, she couldn't get in at all, so she could only worry on the sidelines.

(End of this chapter)