Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Before Jin Liu could ask him, he jumped down and rushed into the bushes beside him. Soon after, Jiuling and Bian followed him in.

Although Chang Xin didn't know what was going on, he hurriedly drew out the dagger he carried with him, stood in front of his horse, and looked around vigilantly.

But in the blink of an eye, Hongze pulled out two skinny hungry people with dirty faces from the woods and threw them directly to the ground. They were wearing cotton jackets that Hongze brought from home.

Jin Liu was stunned. He saw that the boots of the two men were torn and they were out of breath from running. When they saw him, they immediately knelt on the ground and cried out in tears: "I am here to see His Highness the Sixth Prince!"

At this moment, Jin Liu was somewhat shocked, and even Hong Ze's face darkened. Bian and Jiuling had already placed their swords on the necks of the two men.

The wind was howling and the snow was falling heavily.

He was a little scared, but he still looked up at Jin Liu, clasped his hands together, and said loudly: "Your Highness! I am Su Chen, my father is the magistrate of Huaiyuan County, Su Changqing. When you and Lord Hong went to Fengyang Prefecture a few years ago, you met with my father at home. At that time, I stood behind the table and served wine and food."

Jin Liu and Hong Ze looked at each other in bewilderment. In their memory, Su Changqing and his son were both role models of Wuyi disciples, elegant and handsome. Looking at the miserable disaster victim, they felt their hearts burn. They immediately got off their horses and helped the man up. After a closer look, they found that the other person was indeed Su Chen. They were immediately shocked and asked, "Why are you with the disaster victims?"

Su Changqing was a hot-blooded man. He had long been dissatisfied with the practice of Fengyang prefect, who was respectful to the court on the surface but arbitrarily increased taxes in secret, causing the people to live in misery. However, he was powerless and could not do anything, so he could only choose to turn a blind eye and barely protect Huaiyuan County's tax reduction. After learning the purpose of Jin Liu and Hong Ze's visit, Su Changqing pondered all night and just wanted to tell Jin Liu about the increase in taxes in Fengyang Prefecture, thinking that he could save the people from the dire situation. However, he was afraid that empty words were not enough, so he ordered Su Chen to secretly contact righteous gentry and villagers from all over the country, jointly draft a blood letter, and wait for Jin Liu to come and hand it in.

But who would have thought that after traveling to Fengyang Prefecture for many days and getting the joint signatures of four counties, he returned home, only to hear that his father had been dismissed by the prefect for concealing the disaster half a month ago. That night, all 36 members of his family were slaughtered. In order to save his sister, the wet nurse even let her daughter change into her clothes and secretly hid her in the swill bucket, so that he saved his life.

"My sister and I were chased all the way, and we were able to arrive in the capital safely by blending in with the disaster victims." After he said that, he wiped away his tears, unbuttoned his cotton jacket, and then unbuttoned his clothes, revealing a piece of cotton cloth inside. Along the way, he wrapped the blood letter written by tens of thousands of people around himself.

Holding the blood letter, Jin Liu gritted his teeth, turned back to look at Hong Ze, and asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

When Hongze returned home, Anan had already fallen asleep. She just felt someone lying beside her silently, but her breathing was a little rapid.

She opened her sleepy eyes and saw that he was sleeping far away from her. She was unhappy and turned over to hug him, mumbling, "Why do you look so strange?"

"I just came back from outside and I feel cold." He pulled her away a little, wrapped her in the quilt, and then held her in his arms again.

Anan was wrapped up by him and couldn't move. He was like a silkworm cocooning for a while. He looked at him unhappily: "Your chest is warm!"

"Be good," his tone was a little tired, but also full of heartache, "A big storm is coming, I won't be able to take care of you for a long time, you must be well, don't get sick..."