Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

The banquet held by Mrs. Chen and Lu Qingqing ended successfully.

Things were not going so well for Xiao Zimo and Master Chen.

"You all are from well-known and wealthy families in Yongcheng. This is the time I hope you can help us.

Yongcheng suffered a natural disaster and the people were displaced. The emperor quickly asked Prince Rui to come to relieve the disaster. If it weren't for Prince Rui and Princess Chen this time, our Yongcheng would have become a dead city. "

After hearing this, the gentlemen sitting below did not buy it and felt that this matter had nothing to do with them.

Xiao Zimo watched the scene in front of him coldly. At this time, Liu Chenwen stood up and asked everyone, if the emperor had not sent Prince Rui to relieve the disaster, more people would have been displaced.

Moreover, Princess Chen personally brought herbs and food to Yongcheng. Isn't this enough?

"If those infected are not treated in time, Yongcheng will fall into deathly silence at this time, let alone you."

Mr. Chen also looked depressed at this time, pointing at the self-righteous people below.

Everyone below looked at each other and discussed.

Xiao Zimo looked coldly at these so-called mainstays of Yongcheng.

"Your Highness Prince Rui, the common people are willing to donate fifty dans of grain and five hundred taels of silver."

Master Chen and Liu Chenwen looked at each other, with the corners of their lips slightly raised. This was a good start.

At this time, Master Chen received the signal from His Highness Prince Rui's eyes and repeatedly promised the head of the Wang family who had just made a donation.

"The Lord of the Wang family is righteous."

When Mr. Chen said that His Highness Prince Rui would personally write an inscription for the Wang family shop, the whole place exploded.

Everyone rushed to ask Mr. Chen if they could get an inscription from His Highness Prince Rui just by raising donations?

Mr. Chen nodded with a smile on his face. At this moment, everyone eagerly started to sign up for donations.

This is the inscription written by His Highness Prince Rui!

Although this fundraising didn't start so smoothly, fortunately, it ended successfully in the end.

When the head of the Liang family saw that everyone was donating food or money, his face was so dark that he didn't expect that he would lose all the rice...

Finally, when the head of the Liang family left, Mr. Chen said with a smile, "The head of the Liang family is righteous."

"The grass people say goodbye."

This sentence sounded very ironic to him, so he twitched the corners of his mouth and walked out of the room.

At this time, Xiao Zimo put down the tea cup in his hand, narrowed his eyes and looked at the backs of those people, and his lips were half-curved, showing an expression that was half a smile.

At this time, Mr. Chen raised his hands and said happily to Xiao Zimo. This time, not only the food and clothing of the people were solved, but the money could also be invested in repair and reconstruction, and the embankments could be strengthened.

"Then let Mr. Chen arrange this matter."

As he spoke, Xiao Zimo slowly stood up and walked outside.

He hadn't had a good rest in the past two days and had been worried about this matter. At this time, he just wanted to go back and have a good rest.

Even Liu Chenwen beside him thought so.

Two days ago, Xiao Zimo received a letter from his ninth brother in Beijing, saying that the wind direction in the court had changed, and asked him to quickly handle the matter here and rush back.

Xiao Zimo returned to the room, rubbed his brows and sat on the soft couch.

At this time, Chu Haochen, who would soon arrive at Yongcheng, was still running wildly on the road.

"Master, are those women born in the Year of the Dog? Why can't I get rid of them?"

Chu Haochen also noticed it at this time. They were following them on festivals one after another. To be honest, it was a bit impossible. He also realized something was strange and immediately told Mo Yi Mo Er and Mo Yi Mo around him to be more careful.

The dress of these people is obviously from Southern Xinjiang. It is not said that everyone in Southern Xinjiang can use Gu, but it is almost the same. At this time, it is not clear whether these women are enemies or friends.

"Master, don't worry."

As he said that, Mo Er turned around and looked behind him coldly. At this time, the women could no longer be seen, but he also knew that those women would appear again at some point.

At this time, Chu Haochen asked how long it would take to reach Yongcheng. Mo Yi thought about it and replied:

"The master will arrive in two days."

At their speed, it might not even take two days. The master was always worried about the princess and the children. He seldom rested on the road, and sometimes even ran day and night.

He didn't know that something happened at Chu Qiaoyu's village not long after he left the capital.

Chu Jingshan was pushed down by her aunt and had a miscarriage.

"How is the doctor doing?"

Chu Qiaoyu asked the doctor anxiously, only to see the old doctor helplessly shaking his head and saying that he didn't hold the child, and that he might not be able to get pregnant after being injured this time.

Chu Qiaoyu was stunned when he heard this. What will Shan'er do with the rest of her life from now on?

After he asked his servants to send the doctor away, he told his servants to take good care of Shan'er.

After saying this, Chu Qiaoyu angrily walked towards his aunt's yard in the backyard.

He looked at the empty yard, his eyes darkened, and he went straight to the door. Before he could kick open the door, he only heard the conversation between the two people inside.

"What should I do? Will Master beat me to death? I don't want to die, and I still have your child in my belly."

When Chu Qiaoyu heard this, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. When he listened carefully, he found that the other person was the boy in the backyard.

"Here, what should I do? Otherwise, I will take you to escape."

Hearing this, Chu Qiaoyu still didn't understand. It turned out that he had been cuckolded.

He calmly walked out of the yard, called Zhuangzi's guards, and ordered in a cold voice to catch the pair of dog men.

The servants in the mansion looked at the angry master. No one dared to come forward to persuade him. They could only silently pretend to be a quail and huddle beside him.

After a while, the guards and the two disheveled people came into the flower hall.

When the aunt saw Chu Qiaoyu, she immediately cried and complained that she was threatened by this damn servant and asked him to let her go.

And she was already pregnant with a child at this time.

The veins in Chu Qiaoyu's hands that were holding the corner of the table popped out, and he roared with fierce eyes: "You bitch, you still want to lie to me. Since she is so mean, then sell her to Chunhua Tower." ”

As soon as the words fell, I could only hear the aunt screaming "No!"

Chu Qiaoyu didn't want to listen to her nonsense at all, so he waved to the guard, then pointed at the boy who was pretending to be dead on the ground, and shouted for someone to take him off and beat him to death with sticks.

"Master, please have mercy on me, please have mercy on me!"

Everyone in the room shivered in fear as they listened to the "crackling" sound of sticks outside and the man's increasingly feeble shouts.

Chu Qiaoyu sat in the hall, watching everything in front of him coldly. When did his life become like this.

Thinking that his son didn't even want to see him again, Chu Qiaoyu felt that he had grown older instantly.

"The old... old man has lost his breath."

The guard outside looked at Chu Qiaoyu's dark face and spoke cautiously.

"Throw it to me in a mass grave."