The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 310
The people of Yuncheng have been bullied for a long time. Those who dared to resist ran away with Wu Qianqiu, and those who dared not resist stayed in the city to die. Now they were suddenly told that someone was coming to relieve the disaster. Their first reaction was not to be happy. They were not excited, but guarded. They suspected that this was another way for Pan Ru to search.

Wu Qianqiu also took a lot of words to persuade them to take a look at the gate of the yamen.

Then if there is one, there are two, one seeing is believing, and it spread to everyone's ears, and everyone came here half-believing.

At this time, the porridge is almost ready, the smell of hot rice drifts with the wind, and the white smoke curls up. The cooking soldier shouted: "Come on, the hot porridge just out of the pot, everyone, let's have a bowl and put it on the mat first." abdomen!"

When the people saw the food, their eyes turned green.

During this period of time, roads were blocked by heavy snow, food could not come in, rice shops sold out soon, and the government refused to open warehouses to release grain, so everyone could only eat three meals of rice for one meal, which could not fill their stomachs at all. Keep from starving to death.

But if you don't eat enough, your body will be weak, and you will be more afraid of the cold, and you will fall ill soon. Xiao Yu saw that the people queuing up to get the porridge were hunched over, with yellow and emaciated faces, some with obvious sickness, and coughing non-stop.

"Han Yi, you ask people to bring out the medicinal materials you bought this time, gather the doctors and medicine boys in the city, and ask them to prescribe some prescriptions to dispel the cold, and cook the medicine in a big pot, so that the common people drink it."

"But master, our trip is mainly to escort food, and there are very few medicinal materials. If we boil it in a big pot, it will cost a lot of medicinal materials."

Han Yi calculated in his heart, and continued: "If I boil a pot every day, I guess it can last for a month."

"This is just an estimate of the people in this city. If there is an accident later, I'm afraid it won't last a month."

Xiao Yu shook his head: "In special times, everything must be done right in front of you. If you don't have enough medicinal materials, you can go outside to buy them. The snow along the way is almost cleared, and the weather is pretty good recently. Just hurry up and go back early."

Han Yi nodded: "Yes, then this subordinate will do it now."

"Ning Zhao, go and tell the people of the Xuanying Army that if you see a corpse along the road, don't bury it on the spot or throw it away. It's best to find a clean place and burn it on fire."

Ning Zhao was startled, "Is the prince afraid... that there will be a disease in the future?"

Xiao Yu's eyes were deep, and he said softly: "Yes, if you don't fear [-], you should be afraid of the eventuality. Now it's the end of January, and February is short. If spring starts in March, it's really easy to get sick if you don't handle it properly."

"I see, I'm going to tell them now."

Ning Zhao left in a hurry, Xiao Yu stood there for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and coughed.

In the past few days, she looked fine, but she was exhausted inside.

As soon as she coughed, it was like turning on some switch, Xiao Yu tilted her head and choked on air, coughing a little more, she hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, which she asked for from Zhang Lao before she left.

Zhang Lao has been preparing this kind of pill for her, saying that it can strengthen her body. Xiao Yu has been taking it all the time, and usually does not feel any effect, but taking one when her head is dizzy, it is quite refreshing.

It was inconvenient for her to hold the hand stove in her hand, so she went to sit in the porridge shed, put the hand stove on the table, unplugged the porcelain bottle, poured two pills into her mouth.

Seeing this, the members of the Xuanying Army couldn't help asking with concern: "Is your lord alright?"

Xiao Yu waved his hands, his expression remained the same: "It's nothing."

"Why don't you go in and rest? There is a side room behind the yamen. Although it is not big, it is enough for rest."

Xuan Yingjun filled a bowl of hot porridge and handed it to her, "Is the prince hungry all the way? Drink the porridge to warm up your body and go back to sleep. There are subordinates here."

"Thank you." Xiao Yu reached out to take the porridge bowl, blew it and took a sip. White porridge is tasteless, but when the cold runny nose feels like it's going to freeze, the hot one is delicious.

She thought for a moment, recalled Jun Ronglin's earnest instructions before leaving, sighed silently, got up and picked up the stove after drinking the last sip, and said: "My lord, go in and rest for a while, if you have anything to do, call someone to call me. "

"Yes, my lord, let's go."

Xiao Yu got up and walked into the yamen. The inside had already been tidied up, and the big wing room in the backyard was even changed to serve as her bedroom.

When you open the door and walk in, you can smell the warm fragrance.

The incense is the kind she often uses. It should have been prepared by Ning Zhao. The earth dragon is also well burned. There is a burning charcoal pot in the corner of the house, and only the outer window is half open. Used for ventilation.

There was no one in the room, Xiao Yu finally unloaded his burden and showed a tired look.

She put the stove on the table, untied the cloak, turned around and hung it on the screen, and walked slowly towards the bed.

"Huh? Warm?"

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to lift the quilt a little, and felt the warmth and softness in his hand.

"It must be that Ningzhao had someone warm her with soup."

Xiao Yu smiled, took off his coat and shoes, hid in the quilt, pulled up the quilt and murmured to himself: "I can't sleep too much, I have to get up early..."

After several days of exhaustion, and having to fight wits and courage with the officials and the people, Xiao Yu always showed a calm and confident appearance to the outside world, but she didn't know that she was also worried and afraid.

It was also when there was no one in private that she could reveal her vulnerable side.

Once the tense nerves were relaxed, Xiao Yu immediately fell into a deep sleep.

……

When surrounded by dense fog again, Xiao Yu was already numb. She stood there looking at the vast expanse of whiteness, and said loudly, "Come out, you appear in my dream every night, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Heh—Ah Yu is so sharp, did you even notice me coming?"

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you think? Besides you, is there anyone else in my dream?"

A familiar gentle voice sounded behind him, and the man slowly opened his arms, "Ah Yu said so, which makes me a little proud."

Sensing the approaching person behind him, Xiao Yu remained motionless, as if he didn't care, and didn't seem to notice.

Seeing this, the people behind him paused, "Why don't you hide?"

Xiao Yu turned around and looked at him: "What's the difference between whether I hide or not?"

"Oh, there is no difference." The man whose face was covered by fog slowly approached, put his arms around Xiao Yu's waist, and his voice became softer: "Why does Ah Yu always keep me away from me thousands of miles away? Obviously you I should be the type of person."

"Oh? Really? What kind of people?"

Xiao Yu hooked his lips into a smile, and his more beautiful eyebrows made people fascinated.

After hugging Xiao Yu, the man sighed contentedly: "Don't hide, okay? I can give you whatever you want, and only you can give me what I want."

After hugging her tightly, Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold, her lips moved silently, and then she heard a "puchi", something emerged from her hand, and pierced fiercely into the back of the man.

"Uh... you!"

The man grabbed her hand in disbelief, and pulled it out forcefully. He took a step back and saw that Xiao Yu was holding a thin black blade in his hand, and a drop of blood just rolled down from it and hit the back of his hand.

The extreme contrast between red and white is beautiful and dangerous.

Xiao Yu laughed lowly, his eyes were full of sternness and madness, but his tone was as gentle and gentle as a feather, "here, do you dare to ask for it?"

"Hahahaha-"

(End of this chapter)