Since learning about the prince's conspiracy, Mu Qingyun and the imperial teacher have been secretly observing the victims who have come to line up.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd fell down, holding his stomach.
Here they come, the people who framed us are here. When Mu Qingyun saw this scene, his face was expressionless and he was extremely calm.
"What's wrong with you? Wake up." Someone squatted down and shook the man.
The man who fell to the ground held his stomach and cried out in pain: "Ouch, my stomach, it hurts so much, there must be something wrong with this porridge."
The person next to him glanced at the man on the ground in confusion: "No way, I just drank it, there's no problem."
"Yeah, it's your own problem." The people around him echoed.
So many of them drank it and nothing happened, so why did he have problems alone? Everyone looked in disbelief.
Seeing that everyone had no doubt, the man got anxious and started to throw a tantrum.
"I am in so much pain. I am so pitiful. There is not even one person who believes in me."
"Will there really be a problem?" someone in the crowd said.
"No way? Some people began to doubt.
The man who fell down curled his lips slightly, "Tsk, what a fool."
"I believe you." A cold voice sounded beside him.
When the man heard that someone was willing to believe him, he struggled to get up.
He looked up at the person who came and found that it was Mu Qingyun.
He suddenly panicked and didn't dare to look at the other person.
"Didn't you say there was something wrong with our porridge? Why don't you continue? Huh?" Mu Qingyun drew out the last line of his voice, sounding somewhat threatening.
Facing Mu Qingyun's questioning, the man kept his head down and did not dare to answer.
Mu Qingyun scooped up a bowl of porridge and drank it in front of everyone.
"Look, we all drank, so why are you the only one who has problems? Tell me, do you want to frame me?" Mu Qingyun asked sternly.
He turned around and looked at everyone, his tone full of grievance: "Fellow villagers, I just wanted to do my best for everyone, I never thought someone would deliberately frame me."
As soon as he said this, many people began to waver.
Mu Qingyun pointed at the man on the ground and said, "Look at him, he is tall and has a ruddy complexion. He doesn't look like someone who has been hungry for many days. He must have sneaked in on purpose."
When everyone heard this, they thought what he said made sense.
They knew that Mu Qingyun had worked tirelessly to distribute porridge in the past two days, and yet someone was trying to frame such a good man.
"Your Highness, we believe you will not harm us." One person said.
Then a group of people echoed, “Yes, we can’t thank you enough.”
"Catch this bad guy. He tried to frame Your Highness." Someone grabbed the framer and brought him in front of Mu Qingyun.
Someone else suggested: "Your Highness, we have caught him. What do you think we should do with him? How about breaking one of his legs?"
Don’t be fooled by the fact that these disaster victims appear easy to talk to; that’s only on the surface.
Once someone harms their interests, they will do everything they can to suppress that person.
This framer harmed their interests and almost left them without even having porridge to drink. How could they not be filled with hatred?
They wanted to skin the man alive to vent their hatred.
Mu Qingyun comforted everyone, "Please be patient, we will investigate it thoroughly. If he is not really framing me, I will let him go."
In short, if he deliberately framed the other party, he would never let him go.
When the man heard this, he was extremely anxious. "I know I was wrong, Your Highness, please forgive me."
The man who was guarding him kicked him, and the man seemed to remember something and tried to bite off the poison in his mouth.
"Oh no, that person wants to commit suicide." The national teacher exclaimed after realizing the other party's thoughts.
In a flash, Mu Qingyun punched the man in the face, knocking the poison out of his mouth.
Afterwards, the man was dragged away with a rag stuffed in his mouth.
Fortunately, the man was caught in time, otherwise he would have committed suicide and the clues to finding the person behind it would have been lost.
After one morning, the task of distributing porridge was almost completed, and Mu Qingyun and the national teacher decided to look for Huo Qing and Mo Linyuan.
They left a few people behind to clean up the mess.
Lizhou suffered heavy losses because of the heavy snow.
The heavy snow piled up, causing houses to collapse and people to be displaced.
In places without shelter from the snow, some frail elderly people and children lost their lives in this heavy snow.
After helping the victims solve their food and drinking water problems, the next step is to help them solve the problem of post-disaster reconstruction.
Huo Qing and Mo Linyuan arrived at the southern area of Lizhou City. The disaster situation here was serious. Many houses collapsed and only adults were seen sitting outside holding their children.
Huo Qing and his subordinates set up some tents, which are often used during marches.
After the tents were set up, Mo Linyuan was responsible for gathering the surrounding victims and letting them live in the tents temporarily.
"Master Huo, the victims are now living in tents. Now, the elderly and children will no longer suffer from the cold."
Huo Qing looked around. After a busy morning, the results were already beginning to show.
He patted Mo Linyuan on the shoulder and praised: "Good boy, you did a good job."
After settling the victims, the most important thing now is to rebuild the houses.
The wood needed to build the house needs to be found in the nearby mountains.
Since there were not enough people at the moment, Huo Qing decided to find some more people to drag the wood back.
Just as he was about to leave, the Imperial Master and Mu Qingyun arrived.
"Your Highness, why are you here?" He looked puzzled.
Mu Qingyun took a deep breath and said casually, "We are done with our work over there."
He looked at Huo Qing, who seemed to be in a hurry and was going somewhere, and suddenly became interested.
"Lord Huo, where are you going?" The Imperial Master wiped the sweat from his face and asked calmly.
Huo Qing pointed to the dilapidated house next to him and then pointed to the mountain.
"We went to the nearby hills to cut down trees and rebuild the house."
Now they only have ten people, which is far from enough.
Huo Qing sighed, "We don't have enough manpower, we need to call more people."
"That's easy." Mu Qingyun thought for a few seconds and answered.
Afterwards, Mu Qingyun went to look for someone nearby.
"Who among you is willing to go with me to the mountains to cut trees and build houses? I'll be paid." Mu Qingyun asked loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of young people rushed over.
They lost their jobs and income because of the snowstorm and are very worried.
When they heard that there was a reward, they walked towards Mu Qingyun without saying a word.
"I can, sir, please hire me."
"Sir, I can do it too." someone else answered.
In just half a quarter of an hour, Mu Qingyun had gathered fifty people.
These fifty people are all young and strong men. With their participation, the task of building the house can be completed faster.
So, everyone went to the nearby Longling Mountain together.
Longling Mountain is about thirty kilometers away from Lizhou. At their speed, they can arrive there in one hour.
At this time, Longling Mountain was covered with heavy snow and the road was slippery.
So, they were particularly careful when they went to the mountain this time.
Despite everyone's caution, they still suffered a lot of difficulties.
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