The Queen's Prime Minister Raiders

Cone hat, did not deliberately conceal his identity, a pair of extremely special eyes exposed to others.

This is Linzi County under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou, and it is also the place where Zhao Jiamin, the governor of Qingzhou, is often stationed. On the surface, the order before the disaster has not been restored, but there are some pedestrians walking on the street, and some vendors even come out to do business. Shu surprised.

Walking to the governor's mansion, Zhao Jiamin who got the news in a hurry came out to meet him.

"I have seen His Majesty, please sit down."

Qin Shu shook her head: "At first I wanted to bother Governor Zhao, but now I don't think it's necessary."

Zhao Jiamin said confusedly: "...why?"

The master behind him gave him a quick hug, it's a compliment to you!

Inspector Zhao took a few beats to understand: "The inn outside is not convenient, I will arrange for you to go to the inn."

15. Attack on Qingzhou

It sounds like a post house, but it is actually a transfer station for messengers, also called a post station, for messenger soldiers to rest and change horses.

Zhao Jiamin and the master felt guilty when they were watching the people clean up. The master arched him and winked at him: Is it really okay for His Majesty to live in this kind of place?

Zhao Jiamin closed his eyes, squeezed the flesh on his face, and shook his head, trying very hard to express himself with the expressions he had learned all his life.

Then he seemed to see a big question mark above the master's head.

Zhao Jiamin: "..."

He looked around, thinking that no one would hear him, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty can't even tell me where I am. You can't really stay in the hotel, it's too unsafe."

At least the post station is guarded by officers and soldiers, and the conditions are similar to those of the inn.

When the people at the inn went to ask Qin Shu to resettle them, Zhong Wan saw the place where they were going to live. Qingzhou was rich in products, the government office was not short of money, and the inn was relatively rich, but it still couldn't compare.

Qin Shu pinched her face: "I have wronged you."

Zhong Wan stood there stupidly, shouldn't she say this?It's no secret that Qin Shu doesn't like extravagance, and no one mentions things like losing her status. Zhong Wan lay comfortably on the bed without taking off her shoes.

When Qin Shu came to the bed, she jumped up, sat on the footrest and looked at Qin Shu with her head propped up.

"I'm going out for a while, will you go?" Qin Shu didn't sit down.

"Where are you going?" The walk was slow and not very tiring, but Zhong Wan felt a little overwhelmed to go out as soon as she reached her destination.

Qin Shu smiled: "I'm not here to play."

Yes, this is the difficult area.

Zhong Wan resisted her fatigue and stood up: "I will go too."

The two walked side by side, Zhong Wan blew on the cold wind to wake up a little, and took half a step back calmly.

The lights are lit up everywhere, and a certain place in front of it is especially brightly lit, connecting into a piece.Zhong Wan took a closer look and saw that it was a refugee resettlement site made up of marching tents.

The refugees inside were not as miserable as she had imagined. Their bodies were not dirty, and their clothes were not torn. Unfortunately, their skinny bodies could be covered by slightly thicker clothes, and the sallowness of their faces caused by malnutrition could not be covered.

It was dinner, and after the gongs and drums sounded, the refugees stood up one by one. The adults led the children, and the older children led the younger children. They went to collect their own dinner in groups. Everyone got nothing more than a bowl. So clear porridge, and a moderately sized steamed bun.

The bland taste was no longer enough to cause complaints, and the children ate their porridge obediently without crying or fussing.

The disaster made them understand that what they are eating now is not porridge, but medicine for survival.

Zhong Wan looked around and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's just a plague of locusts, why is it like this?"

Qin Shu was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "This year's locust plague is considered small, only a few counties in Qingzhou are more serious. Except for these refugees who have left their homes, spring farming will resume next year. If there is no accident, this locust plague will be over. More than 20 years ago, the locust plague Sweeping across eighteen states, no grass was left anywhere, and there was no good soil in the whole country, as long as there were people, there were cries everywhere."

Just a few words are enough to make people outline the tragedy of the year.

Zhong Wan hesitated: "You..."

Qin Shu nodded: "I saw it with my own eyes. I sneaked out at that time, and I will never forget the scene I saw. Many people who were starving to death leaned against the eaves, waiting to die in place without saying a word. The place is like a living person, a girl my age, with straw stuck in her head, dragged by her parents on the sandy road, begging desperately not to sell her."

For some reason, Zhong Wan turned her eyes away and didn't want to see the refugees anymore. The two of them were like gods and Buddhas who watched the suffering of the world, separated from the refugees by a thin wall, and looked at the tragedies in the world with cold eyes.

But, forget it, Qin Shu is not a god, nor is she a princess who is protected to the point of ignorance of the world, but a king who takes care of the subjects of the world.

Being so indifferent, it seems that he is not surprised by this, but if he is really not surprised, why bother to come here and ask for trouble.

Zhong Wan was in a dilemma, and leaned on Qin Shu's shoulder: "They survived, they are very lucky, and they will be very good in the future. Gods and Buddhas will bless them."

Qin Shu looked down at her, and said lightly, "Yes."

Sincerely believe in gods and Buddhas, the gods and Buddhas in the sky should give face.

Zhong Wan smiled bitterly, and changed the subject: "Inspector Zhao is not bad, these refugees look good, he must have taken good care of them."

There is no doubt about this mother, and Qin Shu also recognizes it. Zhao Jiamin's intelligence should be based on it.

Early the next morning, Zhong Wan seldom got up in front of Qin Shu, and said that she was going to help the refugees.

Qin Shu seemed to hesitate for a moment, but agreed.

Seeing more clearly during the day than at night, Zhong Wan scanned them one by one, trying to compare those people with the refugees Qin Shu described in seconds.

She occasionally feels sorry for herself and feels that her fate is bad, but what is that compared to refugees?At least there is no danger of life.

A good life and a bad life are compared, remembering what Qin Shu once said, Zhong Wan unconsciously stirred the white porridge in the pot.

The gongs and drums for dinner sounded for the first time today. Zhong Wan took the bowl handed in front of her, filled half a bowl of porridge, and then handed it back. She thought it would be easy, but after repeating the action several times, she couldn't hold it anymore. After eating, she couldn't lift her arms anymore.

Zhong Wan nervously asked the military doctor at the refugee station. The military doctor thought something serious had happened, and said speechlessly, "My lady has never done rough work, has she? This is the first time she does heavy work like this."

I haven't done it since I was a child, even if I was with Yingniang when I was a child, there was a girl.

Zhong Wan stayed until noon before being called back by the people sent by the post station. She stretched out her hands to cover the sun above her head, passed by a shop, and turned back.

In a dim sum shop, colorful dim sum are placed outside the door where you can see, attracting people to stop.

Rubbing her hands together, Zhong Wan took small steps into the shop and looked at the refreshments inside: "Boss, a catty of chrysanthemum tea."

"Good."

Zhong Wan happily went back with her scented tea, turned the corner of the street without looking around, bumped into a person, took a closer look, and saw that the grandmother in front of her was knocked to the ground.

"Ah...mother-in-law, I'm sorry." After helping the old man up, Zhong Wan apologized again and again.

The old man didn't bother, and even rejected Zhong Wan's proposal to take her home, but just looked at her with probing eyes, as if to remember her appearance, and after looking at her, he limped away.

Scratching her head, Zhong Wan looked at the chrysanthemum tea scattered on the ground and sighed.

After thinking about it, I decided to go back and buy another pack. At least I could drink scented tea, which was not a waste of time. The two guards sent by me had no objection, but Zhong Wan was embarrassed and told them to wait here first. .

Carrying a catty of chrysanthemum tea out again, the boss also gave a small bag of lotus leaves, Zhong Wan walked a few steps, looking at the road in front of her in a daze, she didn't quite remember how she walked, she chose a direction based on memory and intuition .

While looking at the road nervously, Zhong Wan asked someone for the direction of the post station, only to realize that she was in the wrong place.

Dejected, he turned to the place pointed by passers-by, and there was a sudden shock, smoke and dust rose up in a hundred steps around, a group of people who looked like bullies and robbers swept across the street, kicked down the roadside vendors, and beat people when they caught them. A man was slapped several times by them Just broke the head.

After a while, the street changed. Zhong Wan's pupils shrank suddenly, she quickly looked around, and hid behind a shop.

Quietly looking outside, the dust piled up, and the sight was clear. The bandits snatched the usable things and walked away.

Zhong Wan waited for a while, but the group of people didn't look back, and just walked out in peace. The next moment, she issued a warning in her mind for no reason, turned around suddenly, and a piece of firecracker exploded in front of her.

The firecrackers should have been stuffed with sweat medicine or something like that, and the dust that was raised crazily poured in from her mouth and nose. At the last moment before she fell into a coma, she heard Qin Shu's melodious voice.

"Awan!"

In front of the post house, Zhao Jiamin cursed in a low voice while feeling flustered. This kind of thing happened when the emperor arrived, obviously someone wanted to punish him.

Some of the saboteurs were taken down, and someone from outside gave him a statement. The leader said that someone gave them a sum of money, and the condition was to destroy it in Laizi City.

Originally, they were bandits who blocked the road and robbed, so why not do it if they could make a lot of money.

Looking at the confession, Zhao Jiamin found that it was all bandits complaining. This year, the locust plague affected their collection of money, and the business of merchants stopped. When they went out to rob, most of them were refugees fleeing to various places. The old, weak, women and children on the mountain were starving.At this time, a sum of money fell from the sky, and it would be a coward not to accept it.

Zhao Jiamin: "..."

The master who took a sneak peek: "..."

Zhao Jiamin knocked his subordinate on the head and scolded in a low voice: "You want me to show this kind of thing to His Majesty? Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

The gate of the post house opened, and Qin Shu came out, and Zhao Jiamin rushed to meet her: "Your Majesty, I have sent troops to suppress the bandits."

Qin Shu said lightly: "Suppress the bandits? Where is the person who ordered them?"

Zhao Jiamin was having a headache because of this, and said in despair, "I didn't find out."

At the end of the sentence, he added: "