Chapter 109 These people are really starving!
Since the news can be delivered to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, it can naturally be delivered to the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion as well.
Lord Xie took the letter and hurried to the main courtyard.
Jin Yao and Yin Yao had just come out of the house. They both looked worried and kept looking back into the house.
"My Lord."
Yin Yao was quick-eyed and saluted first.
Just as Jin Yao was about to call for help, Lord Xie strode in.
The two sisters looked at each other, and finally chose to stand at the door and wait obediently.
"Pei Lan, Ling Yun is already outside the city gate."
Jin Yao and Yin Yao, who were worried outside the door, suddenly showed joy.
That’s great. With the news about the prince, the old lady can finally rest assured.
He Peilan, who had been worried and hadn't had a good rest for two days, had just felt a little sleepy, but she immediately turned over and got up when she heard these words.
"Is he all right?"
Lord Xie nodded and showed her the letter.
He Peilan opened the letter and recognized her son's handwriting at a glance.
"This is Ling Yun's handwriting."
He read on and couldn't help crying with joy.
"Okay, okay, I'm glad everyone is okay."
Forget it, she looked through the envelope carefully again.
"Why is there only this one piece of paper? Ling Yun only wrote these few words?"
Lord Xie burst out laughing.
"He can just tell you he's safe, but you still expect him to chat with you?"
He Peilan glared at him.
"I just, I was thinking about Qingyue. I don't know what happened to the child."
Lord Xie remained calm, still maintaining his elegant and gentle demeanor.
"Jiang Qingyue is an expert in medicine. Since he didn't mention it, it's no big deal."
He gently took He Peilan into his arms and said, "They both help each other. We don't need to worry about them at all."
But in fact, his eyes were filled with emotions completely different from the relaxed tone he expressed.
Actually, there were two sheets of paper in that letter.
One was to let He Peilan know that he was safe.
One is about important matters outside the city.
The letter mentioned that the seventh prince Chu Hean committed embezzlement and in the end had to rely on the two daughters of the Jiang family to find medicinal herbs.
He also mentioned that there is a shortage of food outside the city.
The Marquis Xuanping's Mansion can indeed transfer grain from various farms to deal with the emergency, but if it happens the first time, there will be a second time. What should we do if the court turns a blind eye and leaves it to the Marquis Xuanping's Mansion?
Furthermore, if Concubine Wan were to get involved in the credit that the Seventh Prince had received for free, and offended Concubine Wan, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?
Xie Lingyun's intention was to ask Lord Xie to put pressure on Chu He'an and get him out of the city.
As long as Chu Hean is outside the city, there will be no shortage of food, and there will also be a constant supply of medicinal materials.
Lord Xie gently stroked He Peilan's back without stopping, but he had already thought of a countermeasure in his mind.
Suddenly, he paused for a moment.
Noticing this, He Peilan looked up in confusion, "My Lord?"
Lord Xie lowered his head to smooth the hair around his ears, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his lips.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
At this time, outside the city of Yanjing.
The people, who had not had food for two or three days, had chapped and sore lips. Due to the illness, their throats felt like they were filled with hot sand, and every slight swallowing brought a burning pain.
The cold air penetrated through the thin clothes of the people, and it was useless even if more firewood was added.
Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard.
Jiang Qingyue opened the tent curtain and ran out, only to see Xu Yan and the others had already run over and were digging something out of the fire.
"Miss!"
Yuxiao stood in front of her, preventing her from getting any closer.
At this time, Xu Yan ran over.
"Miss San, a young man fell into the fire and his clothes were burned."
Jiang Qingyue's heart skipped a beat, and she ran over to take a look, and was immediately frightened.
Even though the fire was put out with snow water, the man's whole body was burned, and the stench of burnt flesh made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Miss!"
Yuxiao suddenly looked ahead alertly. Jiang Qingyue looked forward and suddenly felt a chill on her back.
When the people who had been hungry for several days smelled the burnt smell, some of them were so greedy that they started drooling.
These people are really starving!
"Just wait a little longer. The relief grain from the imperial court will arrive soon."
No one paid any attention.
In the eyes of these people, there is only the aroma of cooked meat.
Xu Yan and the other guards also realized something was wrong and immediately drew their swords and surrounded Jiang Qingyue behind them to protect her.
Suddenly, without any warning, the ground shook very slightly.
Ta-ta-ta...
It's the sound of horse hooves!
In the distance, several war horses were seen rushing towards us like arrows. The leading black horse was tall and majestic. The figure on the horse's back was majestic and upright. The dark light armor still reflected a cold and hard light in the gradually deepening night.
It’s Xie Lingyun!
Behind him followed seven or eight people, also riding tall horses, each of them looking majestic.
These were the soldiers who escorted Zhao Cheng here.
The younger guards around Xu Yan didn't see clearly enough.
He asked in a trembling voice, "What is that?"
Everyone looked and saw that Xie Lingyun and his soldiers had a lot of prey hanging on their horses.
A deer dripping with blood, a hare laden with blood, and a few pheasants whose names I couldn't tell...
Those dark red blood beads were constantly oozing out from the fur, dripping onto the muddy snow under the horse's feet, turning into shocking red plum blossoms.
"It's for food, it's for eating!"
"It's meat! It's all meat!"
…
Suddenly, the people's eyes finally shifted away from the charred corpses beside the fire, and they finally regained some humanity.
"Light a fire and make soup!"
Xie Lingyun's voice was like the collision of metal and stone, cold and powerful, instantly drowning out all the noise.
Upon hearing this, the people who were lying on the ground suddenly burst out with amazing strength from somewhere and struggled to get up.
"Guard Xu, have your men take the people to the porridge stall. Tell them to wait in line and everyone will have a share."
Forget it, he glanced sideways at the corpse on the ground.
"It was buried."
Xu Yan's men acted quickly. After calming the people down, they moved the body away.
Xie Lingyun's men had already taken the prey off the horse, and Jiang Qingyue took a quick look.
There are more than a dozen of them.
If it is cooked into broth, everyone can have a bowl.
She hadn't seen Xie Lingyun since the afternoon. Except for the seriously injured deputy general Zhao Cheng and Yang Shizong who was taking care of him, everyone else had disappeared.
She was so busy seeing patients and treating them that she didn't even think of asking a few questions. But unexpectedly, Xie Lingyun had gone hunting with his men.
"Where did you go hunting? Can you still go tomorrow?"
Xie Lingyun glanced at the tall city wall over there, and no emotion could be heard in his tone.
"If we want to go tomorrow, we'll have to change places."
Jiang Qingyue also looked in the direction he was looking.
She was worried.
After seeing those people going crazy with hunger just now, Jiang Qingyue was still frightened.
If the imperial court's relief food does not arrive in time, these people will eventually riot.
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