"Let him come and get some water." Sang Jueqian said softly to Li Junyan.
Only Li Junyan could hear her voice, so naturally she could only speak to him.
"Okay." Li Junyan responded in a low voice, "Old man, come and get some water!"
When the old man heard Li Junyan's voice, he knelt down with a thud, put the jar in his arms aside, and kowtowed to Li Junyan repeatedly.
"Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life!"
Li Junyan looked at Xu San, who hurried to the old man's side and helped him up. "Old man, hurry up and get some water and go home. Aren't your family members waiting for you?"
The old man burst into tears, then stood up and followed Xu San to the water tank.
Xu San took a ladle and poured water into the jar. Soon the jar was full.
The old man held the jar of water and left with tears of gratitude, still muttering words of gratitude to Li Junyan.
The people behind came forward one after another, and each of them kowtowed to Li Junyan before drawing water.
Li Junyan knew that he couldn't stop them, so he didn't try to stop them. He just slightly turned sideways and stood in front of Sang Jueqian.
The person they should thank is Sang Jueqian.
Although Li Junyan didn't stare at Sang Jueqian directly, he could see the change in Sang Jueqian's mood out of the corner of his eye.
She felt pity for the victims.
Although he is not interested in women, he has seen many women since he was a child.
The concubines and princesses in the harem, the daughters of wealthy families and the noble ladies at the palace banquets.
They are pampered and treated with great respect. Some of them love music, chess, calligraphy and painting, some are proficient in poetry and songs, and some are good at archery and horse riding.
They live in luxury and are unaware of the sufferings of ordinary people. Occasionally, they go to the temple to burn incense and offer sacrifices to Buddha, and add some money for lamp oil, which is considered a great act of kindness.
They went out in carriages and sedan chairs, and even if they saw the poor people outside through the window, they would only frown in disgust.
Sang Jueqian is completely different.
Xu San was right, she was a goddess.
Otherwise, how can you understand the suffering of the people?
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The news that Prince Chen's Palace was distributing water to the people spread quickly as if it had wings, and people came to fetch water in an endless stream.
Sang Jueqian was standing and watching at first, but later he was too tired, so he simply sat on a chair, took out his cell phone, and started calling suppliers, asking them to come and deliver the goods when the rain stopped.
In addition to the items originally sold in the grocery store, Sang Jueqian specially ordered rice, flour, and instant noodles suitable for selling to Tingzhou.
As she was thinking, Sang Jueqian suddenly realized that there was not enough money in her card.
She didn't have much savings to begin with, and she had just taken over the grocery store and hadn't started making any money yet.
She just ordered so many things, and the money in the card is only enough to pay the deposit. When the goods are delivered, what will she use for the final payment?
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