When Si Jinxing heard this, he was immediately shocked.
Lord He is seriously ill? When did this happen?
She glanced sideways at Qingchan.
The green cicada understood what he meant and quickly turned and left.
Song Kui brought his family and several people to the teahouse and sat down. He called out, "Waiter, bring us a pot of tea."
He glanced at the benefactor wearing a veiled hat and felt that although she was young, she was extremely thoughtful!
Even the loose change he needed for daily use was prepared in advance, so they were not afraid at all that he would run away with the money.
He took the teapot brought by the waiter, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Si Jinxing, saying:
"Ning'er, aren't you tired from the journey?"
Si Jinxing was thinking about Mr. He's affairs. When he heard these words, he didn't react for a moment until Zi Su beside him pulled his sleeve.
She finally recovered and quickly took the teacup, saying with a smile:
"Everything went well along the way. Thank you for your concern, uncle."
Song Kui nodded and asked again:
"You're weak, so why don't we just rest at the inn in Suzhou today and leave tomorrow?"
Si Jinxing remembered that it would take another day to walk north from Suzhou to reach Yunyang County, which borders Xuzhou.
I just don’t know where Lord He is now?
She turned her head to look at Qingchan, who shook her head slightly, saying that she had not yet received any news.
Si Jinxing pondered for a moment and said:
"Don't worry about me, just hurry on."
Seeing his benefactor's decision, Song Kui naturally had no choice but to agree. He also wanted to go north as soon as possible to complete the mission.
The few of them drank some tea, and Bai Xi, who was dressed as a servant, bought four carriages from a nearby horse shop.
In the carriage, Si Jinxing spread a map on the small table.
After passing Yunyang County, heading north is Xuzhou Prefecture, and heading east is Tongshan County, where the flood was the most severe.
She tapped her fingers, wondering what she was thinking.
But suddenly, the carriage sank and there was a knock on the door outside.
Qingchan said:
"It's Mo Qiu!"
Si Jinxing nodded slightly, and Qingchan pushed the carriage door open.
The one who came in with a cool breeze was Mo Qiu. He clasped his hands together and reported:
"Princess, I have learned that the news came from Yunyang County. I believe Lord He is there now!"
Upon hearing this, Si Jinxing lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the three words "Yunyang County" on the map.
Is it such a coincidence that I got sick within the jurisdiction of Suzhou?
Or is there someone who doesn't want him to get close to Xuzhou at all?
The more Si Jinxing thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Lord He was not going alone, he was accompanied by eight imperial physicians!
What kind of disease is it that even the palace doctors can’t cure it?
Isn’t this too strange?
As she thought about this, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She slapped her palms lightly on the table and said to Bai Xi who was driving the car outside:
"Hurry up! We must reach Yunyang County early tomorrow morning!"
Seeing this, Mo Qiu clasped his fists slightly, slipped out of the carriage and went to inform the other three drivers.
With the driver's shouts and the sound of horses' hooves, the four carriages galloped all the way north!
At this time, Jianghuai, Xuzhou Prefecture.
Jia Wensheng held a secret letter in his hand, read it carefully again and again, and then stuffed it into his sleeve.
He slammed the table, laughed heartily, and said:
“Okay, okay!
In this case, He Wenqin might not be able to return alive!
When the imperial court sends a new envoy, I will have this much time to transform Xuzhou into a completely different place!"
Master Huang, who was standing by, had a glint in his eyes. He stroked his beard and reminded:
"Sir, we still have to be wary of Mr. Fu who is distributing porridge at the City God Temple."
Xuzhou is located at the transportation hub between the north and the south.
Many merchants who come and go live here, and when they go out, they all pray to the gods for protection, peace, and wealth!
They would donate money to the largest temple in Xuzhou, the City God Temple.
It is for this reason that the City God Temple has always been very popular!
Especially on the first and fifteenth day of every month, there will be a lively temple fair outside the City God Temple!
However, this year Xuzhou Prefecture was hit by natural disasters and man-made calamities. It had been a long time since believers came to the City God Temple to burn incense and donate money.
Not only that, more and more disaster victims are pouring in seeking shelter.
But the temple relies on incense money to survive, how can it help too many people?
Therefore, the gates of the City God Temple have been closed for two months!
However, three days ago, the City God Temple reopened its doors, and the temple became bustling with people again.
It turned out that Mr. Fu, the co-magistrate of Xuzhou Prefecture, did a great deed of charity and gave up his family to help those in need, and opened a porridge stall outside the City God Temple!
Twice a day, morning and evening, eight large pots outside the City God Temple cooked hot porridge at the same time to provide relief to the disaster victims from various counties who came to Xuzhou City for refuge!
Fortunately, the City God Temple is located in the suburbs, and the area outside the temple is large enough.
At this time, it was the afternoon, and eight long queues had already formed outside the City God Temple!
The aroma of rice wafting from the pot made the homeless victims feel extremely happy!
Isn’t it happiness!
A few days ago, they couldn't even have a bowl of porridge or soup. They went to the city to beg for food, but were met with endless cold stares and even had to compete with dogs for food!
Now, I can drink this thick rice porridge twice a day and no longer have to worry about starving to death!
As long as they can survive this winter, they won’t have to go through such hardship next spring!
In front of the crowd, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and said:
"Everyone, please be patient. We will start distributing porridge in an hour. Please line up and avoid crowding."
When the people heard that porridge would be distributed soon, their eyes lit up even brighter.
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