"With my brother here, I'm not afraid at all. If any bad guys dare to get close, my brother will beat them to a pulp!" Jiayin flattered him a little, then stood beside her brother.

Jia'an found it both funny and helpless, and could only lead her inside.

Jiayin carefully observed the refugees' complexions, their food, clothing, and the shacks they lived in, and couldn't help but sigh, "When my family fled here during the famine, we were just as panicked. But the villagers have a strong spirit, and they look much better than them."

Jia'an was surprised and casually asked, "How old were you back then? You already remember things? It was your fourth brother and me who were naughty and treated fleeing the famine as a game. I still remember it vividly. Occasionally, when I think about it, I want to go back to that valley where we lived."

Jiayin chuckled and replied, "I'm so smart, of course I remember things early. I remember when we first arrived at Broken Gold Beach, you and Fourth Brother were chased all over by the big white goose, and you even put me on a stone slab and almost roasted me alive..."

Jia'an blushed and quickly stopped his sister from revealing his past.

"Oh dear, sister, have some decency! I'm an official now, and if someone overhears me, I'll be too ashamed to show my face in public!"

Jiayin covered her mouth with a laugh, rarely seeing her brother in such an embarrassed state.

When he was a child, he was incredibly mischievous, but after a trip to sea and becoming an official, his older brother developed into a more mature and stable person.

While this is a good thing, it means far less fun.

Li Lao Er was leading people to count the grain and supplies when people came to do good deeds, donating grain and money. It was important to keep clear records.

After all, he was ordered to provide relief to the refugees. He was not afraid of hardship and fatigue, but he was afraid that someone would accuse him of embezzlement.

If there's no evidence by then, it'll be a thankless task.

Fortunately, the family had no shortage of people to do the writing and calculation. Although the children in the village were not around, the waiters and managers of the restaurant and shops were all good subordinates.

Organize, record, and account for everything; every inflow and outflow is crystal clear.

They'd even check if a mouse came by and stole a few grains of rice.

Seeing his nephew and niece arrive, Li Lao Er gave the steward a few instructions, then went up to talk to them and casually poured them a few sips of cold tea.

Jiayin seized the opportunity to offer a suggestion, "Second Uncle, although there is no shortage of food and supplies for the refugees, and their lives have been saved, I see that everyone seems a bit listless. Should we send some people to gossip among the refugees?"

"For example, talk to them about the court's policies and what will happen after they return to their hometowns. Even arrange some work for them. In short, keep them busy, give them something to do, and make them look forward to the future."

"Back then, our village encountered many difficulties on the way from north to south, but no one gave up. It was just that the village chief and the others would always tell everyone how wonderful Jiangnan was, and then everyone would have something to do."

"Everyone did their job well, and when they worked together, everything was done perfectly, and in the end, they were able to leave the mountains."

Li Lao Er's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he praised, "Our Fu Niu'er is so clever. She's been so busy these past few days that she forgot about this."

"Alright, come with me, let's discuss it together and see how to arrange it. I still need to report to the Crown Prince, we can't make a decision with just a few words."

The family of three entered the shed, laid out paper and pens, and each expressed their opinions, quickly writing a simple plan.

Li Lao Er went to the palace to find the Crown Prince, Jia An and the stewards continued to manage the inventory, and Jia Yin went to find Doctor Zhang.

This old man, Dr. Zhang, has always had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Despite his constant cursing, he never hesitates to cut himself with a knife.

Actually, he was the kindest-hearted one.

Not to mention the hundreds of people in the village, whether it's for daily medical treatment for major or minor illnesses, or when family members are out doing favors or making requests, the old man has never refused.

This time, as refugees gathered outside the city, the clinics, pharmacies, and doctors inside the city dared not come out.

The old man was always the first to arrive, brewing herbal soup to cool the refugees down and providing timely treatment to those who were seriously ill.

The old man truly lived up to the phrase "a doctor's heart is benevolent"...

Jiayin inquired along the way and found the old man, who was examining the two children.

The child ate something unclean and contracted dysentery, but fortunately it wasn't serious.

The old man was so angry that he kept scolding the child's parents, "How many times have I told you, the porridge is served from the main stove, don't go around picking up food from other places!"

"It's so hot, if the food spoils, we'll get sick! One person will infect two, two will infect three, and eventually the whole camp will be ruined!"

"If you want to die and bang your heads against a wall, you'll have dragged ten thousand people down to meet the King of Hell. Even the King of Hell will curse you!"

The child's parents lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

Life is already so difficult, who has the time or energy to take care of their children all the time?

The child wasn't getting enough to eat, so he ran outside and grabbed whatever he could find and got sick from eating it...

The old man sighed, clearly knowing that scolding was useless, so he waved his hand and called for the medicine boy to brew the medicine.

Jiayin quickly stepped forward, took the old man's arm, and coaxed him with a smile.

"I was worried that you would get too hot, but hearing your loud voice, I felt that the plum juice I brought was unnecessary."

When Physician Zhang saw Jiayin smiling broadly, a rare sight indeed, he replied, "Why are you here! Can your grandmother manage alone in the palace?"

"It's alright, the Third Princess will help take care of Grandma," Jiayin said softly, supporting the old man.

An old man and a young girl entered the consultation tent and sat down. Jiayin then lifted the basket in her hand, revealing a large porcelain pot filled with ice and cups inside.

The old man drank two glasses in one go before catching his breath and asked, "Speak, what brings you here?"

Jiayin glanced around and, seeing that no one was around, whispered her plan.

The old man frowned upon hearing this, his expression hesitant, and pointed to the refugees outside.

Jiayin understood and said, "My second uncle has just gone to the palace to see the Crown Prince. I estimate that a doctor from the city will be assigned to take over soon. They will even bring their own medicine, so you can rest assured!"

The old man nodded, completely relieved.

But he still wouldn't let it go, scoffing, "Nothing good ever comes from seeing you, you little brat. You can't stand me being idle. You're an old man, and you still have to travel long distances."

Jiayin quickly tried to please him, promising a bunch of "benefits".

For example, good food and wine, and of course, good medicinal herbs.

The old man was so pleased with himself that he finally agreed.

With one thing on her mind, Jiayin went to find her brother, intending to say hello before heading to the palace to fetch her grandmother.

Jia'an put down his work and saw his younger sister onto the carriage.

Jiayin felt sorry for her brother, who looked even thinner, and said, "Brother, let the family bring you food from now on. Your job is important, but you can't ruin your health. I'll go home to change my clothes in a bit and cook you a couple of dishes to bring over."

Just as Jia'an was about to refuse, a carriage came galloping along the road, heading straight for Jiayin's carriage.

Two veterans were nearby dividing the water when they jumped forward and quickly grabbed the reins.

The carriage stopped right in front of Jiayin and Jia'an. As soon as the door opened, a person rolled out.

Jia'an instinctively reached out and gave him a big hug!

Today's update is here!