Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

Along the way, one could even hear Bai Ling's silvery laughter.

Those bandits saw Shen Hao making Bai Ling giggle.

Everyone couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

This guy is really good at flirting.

That's understandable, though. With Shen Hao's physique, looks, and status, what woman could resist him?

After about an hour, we finally arrived in Pucheng.

Goose City is a county town close to the provincial capital, and it also has foreigners, so its economy is very developed.

But Pucheng is different; its population is less than 100,000.

It's a small county town, surrounded by mountains, with no potential for development and extremely poor.

The city gate tower was just a wooden city gate.

The red paint on the pillars had all peeled off, leaving them mottled and unsightly.

It hasn't been repaired for years.

As soon as Shen Hao entered the city, he saw many ragged people carrying bags and limping over.

Bai Ling explained, "These are all refugees who fled from Stone City."

Shen Hao nodded and said, "That's just how the world is."

It has to be said that things are really chaotic these days; we not only have to guard against natural disasters, but also against man-made ones.

In addition, poppies were so profitable these days that many warlords forced farmers to grow them.

After all, the profits from opium are just too huge.

Growing grain alone is not enough to support so many soldiers.

Because there were too many refugees, many residents of Pucheng were blocking them from entering.

The two sides pushed and shoved each other, and the situation became somewhat difficult to control.

"No, there's no place left in Pucheng to accommodate so many of you."

"Exactly, why don't you go to the provincial capital? They have everything you need there."

“We really have no other choice. Cao Ying has seized our homes and is burning, killing, and looting everywhere. We are now homeless.”

Please, everyone, save us!

Immediately, everyone knelt down.

He begged for mercy loudly.

Shen Hao and his group did not kneel; they stood at the back, which was quite conspicuous.

Although this act of kneeling might seem like a form of moral blackmail, it softened the hearts of many.

At this moment, a man in his thirties stepped forward.

It was Yang Kenan, the commander of the Pucheng Defense Corps.

Yang Kenan looked around and said to the people of Pucheng, "Can you bear to see refugees wandering around and starving to death on the streets?"

Many of you are not from Pucheng. You fled to Pucheng twenty years ago during the famine, and we were the ones who took you in.”

Yang Kenan's wife then stepped forward.

"Everyone, think about what it would be like if we were the ones in trouble today."

Don't we also hope to find a place to stay temporarily?

After the couple said that, many people found it hard to refuse.

At this moment, Yang Kenan's subordinate stepped forward and spoke.

"We'll listen to our leader and help as much as we can. What do you all say?"

Please help them.

After some hesitation, everyone agreed.

Although unwilling, I had no choice but to agree.

In these times, everyone is struggling to make ends meet.

Leaving refugees behind means that someone will have to share their food rations.

It's not easy to save up a little food at the end of the year, and I really don't want to give it away to strangers.

But since the head of the security regiment, Yang Kenan, had said so, they had no choice but to agree.

"I'm in charge of the steamed buns."

How many people can live in my house?

"I still have room at home."

Everyone chatted amongst themselves, and this heartwarming scene pleased Yang Kenan greatly.

Seeing this, Shen Hao shook his head speechlessly.

Damn it, you sanctimonious hypocrite! You helped these people, and they left behind a mess. They don't even have food left in their own homes. What are they going to do in the winter? (Qian Zhao)

It's not that Shen Hao is heartless; in his view, one should only do what one is capable of.

If you're kind-hearted and want to do charity, then take out your own money and don't morally blackmail others.

Everyone is struggling financially, and everyone wants to save some money.

At this moment, Bai Ling's cousin, Li Tieniu, saw Bai Ling sitting on her horse and hurriedly went to greet her.

"Cousin, you're here!"

Bai Ling blushed and hurriedly dismounted.

"cousin"

Li Tieniu looked at Shen Hao with a scrutinizing gaze and asked, "Who are you, and what is your relationship with my cousin?"

Bai Ling hurriedly said, "Brother, don't misunderstand. This is Shen Lü... Shen Hao. I encountered robbers earlier, and it was Shen Hao who saved me."

Originally intending to explain Shen Hao's identity, she suddenly remembered Shen Hao's previous instructions and hurriedly changed her words.

Upon hearing this, Li Tieniu clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Shen. Please come inside; I'll treat you to beef noodles."

Shen Hao smiled and said, "I'd also like to try beef noodles without scallions."

85. What good is kung fu if you can't take someone down with one shot?

Li Tieniu didn't understand Shen Hao's meaning, but instead smiled憨厚ly and said, "Don't worry, my beef noodles are the best in Pucheng."

Because Yang Kenan, the head of the militia, stepped in, everyone took in all the refugees.

At this moment, Yang Kenan, the head of the security regiment, finished dealing with the refugees and went directly to Li Tieniu's noodle shop to find Shen Hao.

Shen Hao and his group of more than 20 people, including some children, were armed with knives and were considered unsettling and dangerous individuals, so we had to be on guard.

Yang Kenan is the head of the security force in Pucheng, and any factors that threaten Pucheng must be eliminated.

Moreover, the county magistrate was not there either; he had run away with his security team.

Only Yang Kenan's security regiment remained. It was called a security regiment, but it had fewer than ten people. To put it bluntly, it was just a small local security force.

A pair of eyes stared intently at Shen Hao:

"who are you?"

When Yang Ke asked, Shen Hao replied, "Don't worry, stranger. I'll only stay one night and then leave. I have no interest in your Pucheng."

By the way, let me tell you something: that freak Cao Shaolin is probably coming soon. Your city, Pucheng, will be in danger then.

Yang Kenan's wife, Zhou Susu, said, "We people of Pucheng are not to be trifled with; we will not let ourselves be slaughtered."

Looking at Zhou Susu's slender face, which bore an uncanny resemblance to the famous actress Yuan Quan, Shen Hao nodded, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Impressive."

I felt a little disdainful.

In the entire city of Pu853, there wasn't a single gun. The county magistrate had fled. All they had were a few knives.

Does Yang Kenan know any martial arts?

However, Shen Hao didn't say these sarcastic words.

After all, this wasn't his territory, and he couldn't be bothered to explain.

They stayed one night and then left.

Seemingly sensing Shen Hao's disdain, Yang Ke said, "We have already notified the county magistrate; he will definitely send troops to support us."

Shen Hao nodded and said, "Then your county magistrate does have some sense of responsibility."

It's truly tragic that the county magistrate has absconded without even notifying these people.

They thought the county magistrate had gone to the front lines.

When does a war ever require a county magistrate?