"Don't you ask me why I accepted them?"
While Doctor Li was treating the refugees, Wan Jinlan was talking to Xiao Feng on the side.
Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with helplessness. He glanced at the curly short hair beside her ear and tucked it behind her ear. "Do I need to ask?"
"As long as you don't mind, we have enough money. But once we finally settle down, we'll need more money."
Without manpower, how could they earn money? Without money, how could they support them? If they did nothing, they would still be left with nothing.
Xiao Feng grabbed her hand and saw calluses on her palm. He frowned and said, "I will never let you suffer again in the future."
Wan Jinlan pulled his hand away and snorted, "I've already accepted the divorce letter. You can tell these words to your future wife."
Xiao Feng was so angry that he laughed, and swallowed everything he wanted to say.
After the doctor examined more than twenty people, he divided them into three groups in an orderly manner.
A dozen of them were simply extremely weak and hungry, a few had sallow complexions and severe coughs, and the remaining three, including Feng Guihua, were all critically ill.
Doctor Li wrote out a prescription and gave some instructions. Wan Jinlan gave him some silver and he left.
After everyone covered their mouths and noses with cloth, they looked at Wan Jinlan and Xiao Feng expectantly.
The two of them asked the doctor to examine their bodies. Would their chances of survival be greater?
"So many people are sick. We need to find a place to stay and recuperate before we set off."
Xiao Feng pointed to where the doctor had left. "There's a dilapidated temple outside the village that can shelter us from the wind and rain. The doctor doesn't have many herbs at home, so we'll have to go to town to get more tomorrow. I've asked, and the town is about an hour's journey from here. We'll have to make do with what we have today."
Now they have entered a village on the edge of Liangzhou territory, and their destination is still a long way away.
"I'll go to town to get some medicine. You take them to the dilapidated temple first." Xiao Feng said this and then changed his words: "You go get some medicine. I'll take them to the dilapidated temple first."
Although there were no wanted posters for the two in Liangzhou, entering the city still carried some risk. However, compared to the risk of infection, entering the city was actually safer.
The two of them were very careful along the way. Although they did not catch a cold, they might have been infected by these people.
Li Dazhuang heard it, moved closer and said, "I can lead everyone. We are together every day. If something happens, no one can escape. Don't worry, boss."
Wan Jinlan nodded. "That's fine. You take your people to the ruined temple to stay first. I'll go to the village to buy some things for resettlement. When the medicine is brought back, we'll boil the medicine and make porridge so everyone can have something warm."
After some arrangements, we took action.
Wan Jinlan spent a small amount of money in the village to collect a lot of old clothes and worn quilts, and also bought a wheelbarrow, a big pot, a small pot and two wooden barrels.
She was stopped outside the village and the villagers did not let her in. They were very wary of refugees from outside, even though she looked healthy.
Although we are on guard, exchanging old clothes and quilts for silver is not a good thing that happens every day.
If the dilapidated temple was not two miles away from the village, they might have been expelled.
After distributing the clothes and lighting a fire, the group huddled together in the dilapidated temple.
By the time it was dark, more than two hours had passed. Xiao Feng rode back from the town on horseback before sunset to get some medicine. He also brought two bags of corn and some lean meat, as well as three old tents. The tents and the dilapidated temple were enough to accommodate so many refugees.
When the aroma of meat porridge wafted out, this group of people who had been displaced and suffered hardships in the winter swallowed their saliva and stared at the stove with anticipation.
Although there is very little lean meat, it tastes very fragrant when cooked with corn.
After the meat porridge was cooked, everyone got a bowl and there was some left in the pot.
On a winter night, this bowl of porridge brought warmth and hope to everyone.
At this time, Wan Jinlan and Xiao Feng were leaning against the wall outside the dilapidated temple, each holding a bowl of meat porridge. Wan Jinlan also had a still warm pork bun in his hand, which was brought back by Xiao Feng holding it in his arms.
After the hot porridge was all prepared, Li Dazhuang organized people to fetch water, put the medicinal materials in and started to boil.
Both pots, one large and one small, were used. After boiling two pots, another pot had to be boiled for the three seriously ill patients.
A group of people gathered in front of the stove with smiles on their faces.
Wan Jinlan and Xiao Feng lit a fire on the side and leaned against the wall to keep warm and rest.
Two days later, Feng Guihua died. Xiaohua and Tieniu cried so hard that their faces turned pale and their voices became dry.
Not only Feng Guihua died, but also a seriously ill old man.
As for the others, after two days of rest, drinking medicinal soups and eating hot food, they were able to keep warm and their health improved.
Three days later, Wan Jinlan recruited more than twenty people. As for the two people who secretly came with daggers to steal silver at night, Xiao Feng broke their hands and feet and threw them out.
Liangzhou is desolate in winter. At a glance, it is all yellow soil, which looks bare.
Among the fifty or so people, there was a frail scholar named Xia Feng. He had a fair and handsome face, was well-educated, and organized things in an orderly manner. In just a few days, he had gained a certain reputation among the refugees.
Wan Jinlan brought her and Li Dazhuang up and took charge of so many people while she and Xiao Feng were out.
When Wan Jinlan and Xiao Feng were talking about Lu Yan of Hua County, the scholar Xia Feng came to the campfire and bowed.
"Xia Feng is grateful to the two of you for saving my life. I don't know what would have happened to my mother and me without your help."
Xiao Feng gestured for him to sit down and talk by the fire.
"But is there something wrong?"
Xia Feng sat down and said, "I am from the Xia family of Qingzhou."
After he finished speaking, Xiao Feng looked at him. The Xia family was also a prominent family in Qingzhou. Even if Qingzhou was in chaos, people from such a big family would not be reduced to becoming refugees.
Xia Feng bowed to Xiao Feng again and lowered his voice, "I met the prince once in Qingzhou."
"Your Highness has taken in refugees for a purpose. If Your Highness does not abandon me, I will serve You as my master and repay You for saving my life."
After Xia Feng finished speaking, he looked at Wan Jinlan and said, "I guess this is the Princess of Qi."
He was not curious about why Wan Jinlan was able to marry the King of Qi despite having facial flaws, and Xiao Feng did not seem to be disgusted at all.
Wan Jinlan said, "There will be no Prince of Qi and Princess of Qi in the future. All your food and expenses these past few days have been paid for by me, yet you're saying you're repaying him for saving your life. How can that be justified?"
Xia Feng was stunned and said bluntly: "Aren't husband and wife one? I see that the prince and princess have a very deep relationship. The man is responsible for the outside affairs and the woman is responsible for the inside affairs, so..."
Seeing Wan Jinlan's expression, Xiao Feng smiled lightly, "Jinlan, don't be angry. You are all I have when I have nothing. No matter what I have in the future, I will give it to you."
If Jin Lan hadn't been there, he could have simply planned to kill the emperor to avenge his mother, even if it meant death. But with her, he wanted a future.
Wan Jinlan's ears suddenly felt hot, and he turned his eyes away, "Shut up."
What's wrong with this guy? His smooth talking skills are getting better and better. Now these two people have nothing but the secrets they brought from Kyoto, and he still dares to speak nonsense here. His face is getting thicker and thicker!
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