Reinvigorate Fugang

That night, with the terrified cry of the victims guarding the granary, every household gradually lit their lamps, and for a while, the city was brightly lit.

Xie Muqing hurried to the scene, and the gate of the city was already in chaos. Xie Muqing pushed aside the crowded crowd and walked into the granary to take a look. The granary that was so full was almost empty now. The man cursed loudly, and the woman wept silently while holding the child. The young children didn't know why their mothers were crying, and they wailed along with them. A feeling of panic spread among the crowd. No one knew where the food went or how long the remaining food could last. I don't even know if His Highness the Crown Prince who looks like the little Bodhisattva will leave them alone and leave.

Desperate, helpless.

Xie Muqing walked to the temporary small stage, "Folks!" He shouted loudly, trying to calm people's minds, the crowd gradually quieted down, and he continued, "Today, I, Xie Muqing, made another heavy oath, I will not give up Any one of you, I am with you. I will immediately send someone back to Beijing to let the imperial court escort the food over. As for the theft of food this time, I will definitely investigate and find out. If that person is caught, the Xie family will be alone I swear in the name of that person that he must not live, nor die!"

"It must be the good deeds of those wealthy businessmen in the city. Folks, those vampires must have caused us to fall into such a state!" A loud roar suddenly erupted from someone in the dark, a voice of extreme anger It was a little hoarse, but it was very capable of provoking people's anger. Sure enough, the crowd was excited.

"Kill them, kill them!..." People yelled, and even the weak woman's eyes were tainted with madness and monstrous hatred.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xie Muqing yelled, "Folks, listen to me, if we rush into their homes blindly, it will do no good. If we enter their homes without food, we will be arrested instead. Going to jail, while they are still out there, exploiting others. Do you think this is okay? Although you sacrificed yourself, it didn’t do any good! Folks, listen to my advice, go back and have a good rest, I swear, the imperial court The food will definitely be delivered within Qiyao, and I will find the real culprit behind this within three days!"

"What if you can't find out?" The hoarse voice sounded again in the noisy crowd.

"Then I won't be the crown prince. If I can't even guarantee the food for my family and the people, how can I be the crown prince!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. The person in the dark probably didn't expect him to say that, so he remained silent for a while.People looked up, in the darkness, Xie Muqing's face was illuminated brilliantly by the fire, that little face that usually had a warm and sincere smile was so solemn and solemn at this moment.The lips pursed into a straight line revealed his seriousness, if such a person is not a prince. . . . . .

The crowd quieted down and listened to Xie Muqing's persuasion to go home and rest.Xie Muqing saw that the crowd had almost dispersed, and sighed wearily, "Daanqi, go and find out the person who was talking in the dark for Gucha. That person deliberately provoked the emotions of the people, there must have been an omission before."

"Master, that man took the opportunity to slip away when the crowd dispersed, and was caught by his subordinates and thrown back to the princess mansion." An Qiweng said in a low voice, Xie Muqing was extremely upset when he knew that he would speak in such a tone , bless that person with sound limbs.

"... Well done, he didn't lose his limbs, did he?" Xie Muqing asked.

"The subordinate just took off one arm and one leg of him, which is really cheap for him!"

"..." Why would he have such a violent hidden guard?!

Princess House.

Xie Muqing looked at the person lying on the ground twisted in a strange posture, this is not unloaded, it is clearly broken!He twitched the corner of his mouth, and asked after a while, "Ahem, who are you, why are you making noise in the dark!"

There was a very strange smile on the face of the man covered with cold sweat. He said a word softly, and seeing Xie Muqing's eyes widen, he smiled even more complacently. He smiled, and blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth. But he still smiled, even though his expression was very painful.

"Master, he's dead." An Qi frowned when he saw the man's death, what a disaster!

"Anqi, did you hear what he said? No, I want to go back to Beijing, I want to go back to the palace! No, I can't leave." Xie Muqing panicked and spoke incoherently.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, calm down, the truth may not be as serious as you imagined, not to mention you can't escape now, if you leave, what will the people here do?"

An Qi's words brought back Xie Muqing's rationality. "Daan Qi, I ordered you to go back to Beijing with Zhao Huaijin and report to His Majesty the actual situation in the northwest region. I will write a letter and send the food within two days. By the way, by the way..." Xie Muqing The voice became a little choked.

An Qi retreated silently to inform Zhao Huaijin, and asked him to comfort Xie Muqing by the way.

Zhao Huaijin was reading a book, and An Qi whispered something in his ear, he frowned indistinctly, if that person was telling the truth. . . . . .

Xie Muqing was crying, but he didn't make any sound. He buried his face in his knees, his shoulders kept shaking, and he looked helpless and pitiful.Zhao Huaijin saw this scene as soon as she stepped into the door.He knew what the man said was a big blow to Xie Muqing.

The man said: Your Majesty will die soon!

He saw the kindness of Emperor Shengde to Xie Muqing. For this son, he tried his best to overcome all opinions and was established as the prince when he was young. . . . . .All of this made Zhao Huaijin overturn his previous view of "the royal family has no family affection".

"Ah Qing, Your Majesty, he will be fine." He gently put his arms around his shoulders, pulled him into his arms, and comforted him softly.He didn't know how to persuade the person curled up in his arms. He had never experienced such a thing, but he could empathize with it. A faint pain spread from his chest, but his clumsy words turned into endless bitterness and bitterness.

Xie Muqing didn't speak, he buried his face in Zhao Huaijin's arms presumptuously, and let the tears flow wantonly, wet the other's coat.Zhao Huaijin patted his back lightly. The warmth from his back made his nose sore. Thinking of his mother's mother touching him like this when he was crying, Xie Muqing burst into tears instantly.

Zhao Huaijin's hand froze for a moment. Did he do something wrong?Why did he feel that the person in his arms was crying even harder, "Ah Qing, Ah Qing, don't cry, if you have something to say, don't cry..." He raised Xie Muqing's face in a panic , attached to his cheeks, the hands were full of hot tears burning his palms.Xie Muqing's eyes were red, his nose was also red, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes were full of water vapor, with some indescribable temptation, he couldn't help tightening his throat, and hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe the tears on his face, and as a result, This panic didn't pay attention to strength, the child's face was blushed by him, Xie Muqing flattened his mouth, his eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry again.

Zhao Huaijin panicked, "Ah Qing, don't cry, listen to me, nothing will happen to His Majesty, I will return to Beijing with An Qi tomorrow, I will definitely take a good look at His Majesty, if something happens to him, I will I will definitely tell you. Calm down, if you panic, what will the people in the northwest do, they can only rely on you!"

Xie Muqing still didn't make a sound, just stared at him blankly, Zhao Huaijin looked into his eyes, lifeless and sad, as if he had gone through vicissitudes.Zhao Huaijin was shocked. Xie Muqing is only 14 years old now, and his life experience is not rich, but what is revealed in his eyes is that of a middle-aged person who has experienced many vicissitudes. What did he experience when he didn't know it? , looking at who. . . . . .

Xie Muqing carefully recalled the day when he ascended the throne in his previous life. It was his 20th birthday and the whole country celebrated it.What about the father, why did the father die?Xie Muqing clearly remembered that his father was getting old, and he became drowsy all day long, and would even fall asleep in the morning. He was also worried and ordered someone to take his father's pulse, but every time his father told him the conclusion It's all: Father is old, and his body can't bear it anymore.As time passed, he didn't pay much attention to it, until one day his father passed away peacefully with a smile in his sleep.

He was grieved, and every time he wanted to stay with his father for a while, he was often kicked out by the national teacher who had been in Siming Hall for some reason. bright hall.He also clearly remembered that the eyes of the national teacher looking at him were full of haze and chill, like cold arrows, shooting into his heart one by one, and he fled in a hurry.

Therefore, the cause of father's death was not because of old age, but other reasons.Xie Muqing felt chills in his heart, if someone did something wrong, it must be from the Liu family, if that's the case. . . . . .Xie Muqing took a deep breath, this is a conspiracy that has been planned for a long time!

"Ayu, Ayu, listen to me. After you return to Beijing, ask Zhao Xiang to find a famous doctor in the world. The people in the Taiyuan Hospital are too conservative. I don't worry. Remember, don't let anyone know, even if you bring a famous doctor. You have to hide his identity when you enter the palace, and the situation in the northwest is unstable now, so nothing will happen to your father!" Xie Muqing suddenly came to his senses, and said to Zhao Huaijin, "Also, I will write a letter later, and you must write it yourself. Give it to the emperor."

His expression was rare and serious, and Zhao Huaijin also put aside his previous doubts and nodded in response.

The sky had turned pale, An Qi prepared the horses, "Your Highness, Mr. Zhao, you can set off."

Xie Muqing sealed the letter carefully and handed it to Zhao Huaijin, "Come back soon, I'll wait for your good news. Also, help me tell my father to take care of himself."

Zhao Huaijin nodded to him, turned over neatly, rode the horse and raised the whip, only to hear the BMW neighing, and a cloud of dust rose in front of Xie Muqing, "Really, don't wait for me to go back first... " Xie Muqing wiped the ashes from his face, watched their backs, and muttered to himself.

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Zhao Huaijin: Ah Qing, Ah Qing, don't cry, I don't know what to do when you cry!

Xie Muqing: Then I will cry for you from now on! (o゜▽゜)o☆

Zhao Huaijin: I like you being made to cry by me (￣m￣)

Xie Muqing: The author, who is this Lunsu, I don’t know him o(*////▽////*)q

Author: Your Highness, he is your little gong, don't you remember? , then shall we give you a love rival?

Xie Muqing: Come on, drag it down and tear it into pieces.

In a certain month of a certain year, the author died.

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