There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

Di Ying tugged at Li Lingge's sleeve and raised his hand and said: Can I hit him?

Li Lingge: …

"why?"

If it weren't for the system's reminder, he might not have cared about the life or death of a little beggar.

After a moment of silence, Di Ying raised his hand and said: My hands are itchy.

Looking at those cold eyes, Li Lingge suddenly remembered that Di Ying had been brought into the mansion by his father since he was a child.

Perhaps only his father knows what he had experienced before.

He just heard the old man mention that this girl ran away from her hometown because of a disaster.

Perhaps, Di Ying saw his own past shadow in this little beggar.

Thinking of this, Li Lingge nodded.

The next moment, the sturdy man flew three meters away like a cannonball.

He rubbed a bloody mark on his back and then knocked over his own bun stall.

Tray after tray of buns rolled to the ground, and the hungry people around rushed forward.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The little beggar coughed violently. She forced herself to stand up and tried to grab the buns.

But her head went dizzy, blood dyed her eyes red, and she staggered and fell to the ground again.

In just a few breaths, all the buns on the ground were gone.

She knelt on the ground in confusion, and then saw the buns that had just been crushed into pieces.

Although most of it was taken away by the dog, there was still a small part left in the soil.

She struggled to crawl there, but a pair of luxurious boots blocked her way.

The little beggar wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, then looked up at the person who blocked his way.

But a rising heat blocked her vision, and a steaming meat bun appeared in front of her.

Li Lingge handed the meat bun in his hand to the little beggar and said softly.

"Eat this."

Perhaps because he was often beaten, the little beggar was a little afraid and didn't dare to reach out to take it.

Until Li Lingge held her hand and stuffed the bun into her hand.

"Live well."

Bai Ji took the bun and found a hard object in his palm, like a small stone.

She opened her palm slightly to take a look, then immediately closed it again.

That was not a pebble, but a piece of silver.

Tears instantly wet Bai Ji's eyes. She blinked hard, trying to see clearly what the big brother who gave her the buns looked like.

But the tears kept flowing out, making her vision more and more blurred.

Li Lingge stood there, waiting for the system's prompt.

After all, with Xiao Yi's previous experience as a lesson, he was able to change the little beggar's fate.

If Di Ying had not taken action, with the little beggar's luck, he would definitely have had a good encounter.

Now that he has cut off that opportunity, it should have weakened the little beggar's luck.

However, there was no system notification sound for a long while.

Li Lingge frowned slightly and asked directly.

'System, where is my reward?'

[Weaken the luck of the Son of Luck to get rewards! ]

"Isn't this considered to be weakening the luck of the Son of Luck?"

The only response he got was the system's silence.

'Hey, what do you mean by not talking?'

Li Lingge looked at Bai Ji's luck again with some dissatisfaction. He wanted to see if he could weaken his luck.

hiss!

When he saw the luck point above Bai Ji's head, he couldn't help but gasp.

what's the situation?

What's happening here?

It was only 40 luck points just now, but now it has soared to 96 luck points.

Can luck points still be increased?

The key point is that just now, he did nothing except delivering a bun, so why did his luck points suddenly skyrocket?

At this moment, a horrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Isn't it possible that I have the same fate as this little beggar?"

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Bai Ji had wiped away her tears and was looking at him.

Bai Ji opened his mouth, then stood up and knelt in front of Li Lingge.

She didn't say anything, but kowtowed three times.

Li Lingge felt very disappointed and stood up and left.

He walked up to the sturdy man, who had been beaten black and blue.

However, Di Ying obviously held back on his strength, so only his skin and flesh were injured, without any injuries to his tendons and bones.

The sturdy man clasped his hands together and begged for mercy.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

Seeing Li Lingge coming, Di Ying stopped.

At the same time, he took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and threw it into the strong man's arms.

Li Lingge spoke.

"She said this is for your medical expenses."

Strong man: (⊙o⊙)

When Bai Ji looked up again, the person in front of him had disappeared.

Turning around and looking behind me, I saw that the figure in white had walked away.

She tightly grasped the change in her hand and engraved the figure deeply in her mind.

"I will live well."

……

outside the city.

The golden chariot rose into the air and hovered outside the city wall.

Li Lingge was sitting by the window. Below him were dense crowds of disaster victims, and more victims were constantly walking here from the north.

They walked very slowly, obviously too hungry to even have the strength to walk.

The city gate was still open, but there was a checkpoint at the gate, so people other than those from Lucheng had no way of entering the city.

Outside the checkpoint, a white-haired old man asked weakly.

"Sir, I heard that the imperial court has started disaster relief. Where can I get food?"

A captain inside the checkpoint asked.

"Where are you from?"

The old man bowed and said respectfully.

"I came from Yunzhou."

The captain raised his voice a few notches and spoke loudly.

"The imperial court has already ceded the three states of Fengzhou, Yunzhou, and Yanzhou to the Western Zhou Dynasty. You are no longer a victim of Nanyue."

The old man was stunned and asked in confusion.

"Then how can I get food?"

The captain pointed to the north.

"Then you can go a few hundred miles back to Yunzhou and get food. Go to Xizhou to get it."

The old man's lips moved as he muttered.

"The court doesn't want us anymore?"

"South Vietnam doesn't want you, but I do!"

A loud voice resounded throughout Lucheng.

At the same time, Li Lingge opened the car door and walked out.

A man in a white robe stood at the door of the golden chariot, looking down at tens of thousands of disaster victims.

At this moment, everyone looked up at the sky.

The golden chariot was so dazzling that it made Li Lingge's words even more convincing.

Li Lingge continued.

"I am Li Lingge, the King of Chu. I will open a porridge shop outside the city tomorrow. However, there is a condition if you want to eat my food."

Having said this, he paused.

Soon, someone below couldn't help but ask.

"What's the condition?"

Seeing someone taking up the conversation, Li Lingge continued.

"If you eat the food of our Great Chu, you are a Chu citizen and must help our Great Chu attack the Nanyue Imperial City!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

This sentence is very straightforward, even ordinary people can understand what it means.

Helping the State of Chu to fight against Nanyue is tantamount to treason.

Listening to the discussions, Lingxi on the side spoke up.

“They are all South Vietnamese.”

What she meant was that no matter how hungry the people of South Vietnam were, they would never betray their country for food from the enemy.

Di Ying glanced at Lingxi, raised his hand and said: You have never been hungry.

Lingxi: (O_o)??

"what did you say?"

Li Lingge said calmly.

"She said, I can tell you've never been hungry."

Lingxi: (￢_￢)

Di Ying nodded heavily. Only after experiencing hunger could one know what choices the people below would make.

What Nanyue, what Da Chu, they just want to stay alive.

Moreover, providing relief to disaster victims was the imperial court's responsibility. Now that South Vietnam has abandoned these people, is it still expensive to expect them to become South Vietnam's ashes?

Li Lingge explained.

“They were South Vietnamese, but they were human beings first.”