After Ling Ziyuan sat down, he said, "With so many disaster victims, your family's food supply certainly won't last long."
When I get back, I'll gather the wealthy merchants in the city, tell them what you've done, and ask them to contribute money if they have it, and to contribute their labor if they have the strength.
We must get through this difficult time together.
Yan Qingqing nodded and said, "That's not all. We can't let the disaster victims outside the city be waited on hand and foot. They have to work hard to get food and shelter."
Ling Ziyuan frowned and said, "But they are refugees, how can we make them work?"
Yan Qingqing immediately retorted, "It's precisely because of your kind of thinking that many people are unwilling to accept refugees."
No one's money comes from thin air; they cannot be exempt from labor simply because they are refugees.
This will only lead to an increase in the number of refugees.
To be honest, if everything were like this, a few years ago I would have been willing to become a refugee too.
Ling Ziyuan was speechless. What kind of logic was this?
However, upon closer reflection, Yan Qingqing's words also make sense.
These refugees have food, drink, and shelter, and they live more comfortably than the local people. This could become a problem if this continues for too long.
Thinking of this, Ling Ziyuan quickly asked, "So how exactly should it be implemented? Do you have any good ideas?"
Yan Qingqing said, "It's very simple. If they want a place to stay, let them build their own shacks. Let them go up the mountain to cut down trees and exchange them for money and food."
In addition, after meals, everyone should wash their own dishes. Skilled women can also do sewing, mending, washing, and cleaning.
We can't just wait to be fed by others.
Ling Ziyuan felt he had learned something new after hearing this.
After discussing with Yan Qingqing for a long time and coming up with a feasible plan, Ling Ziyuan got up to take his leave.
That evening, Ruyi came to report that Xiao Mochen had returned.
Upon hearing this, she quickly put down what she was doing and went to Xiao Mochen's courtyard.
As soon as Yan Qingqing entered the courtyard, she sensed several unfamiliar presences, and there was also a bloody smell in the air.
Yan Qingqing immediately became nervous and called out from the courtyard, "Mo Chen, are you in there?"
After a while, the door opened from the inside, and Xiao Mochen came out of the room and said, "Aunt, Mochen is back. I was just about to go and pay my respects to you."
After speaking, he bowed to Yan Qingqing, but his bowing was unusually slow.
And his brows furrowed slightly.
Yan Qingqing immediately realized that he was injured, and without thinking, she quickly asked, "Are you injured? Is it serious?"
Xiao Mochen smiled helplessly, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from Aunt."
"It's nothing, Auntie, don't worry. It's just a minor injury, and I've already applied some medicine."
Yan Qingqing was still worried, so she said to Ruyi, "Go and get that bottle of wound medicine from my storeroom."
After saying that, she went straight into Xiao Mochen's room.
Then she saw two dark figures flash by. Yan Qingqing guessed they were Xiao Mochen's bodyguards, but didn't ask any further questions.
Xiao Mochen looked at Yan Qingqing and sat down next to him helplessly, saying, "Auntie, don't worry, I'm really fine."
I was ambushed and suffered a minor knife wound. I've already had it checked, and it's confirmed to be non-toxic.
Yan Qingqing looked at him and said, "What did your aunt tell you? You must always ensure your own safety."
It seems you've completely ignored what I said.
Xiao Mochen felt a warmth in his heart when he saw that Yan Qingqing was a little angry. Only his aunt cared whether he was injured or not, rather than whether he had accomplished anything earth-shattering.
So he reached out and tugged at Yan Qingqing's sleeve, looking like a pitiful child who had done something wrong.
Yan Qingqing looked at Xiao Mochen and sighed helplessly, saying, "Auntie knows that your identity is special. It's impossible for you to find a stable job and live a peaceful life like ordinary children."
But you always have to be careful. It's said that it's easy to dodge a spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. The future is long, and if you can't protect your personal safety, what's the point of your current efforts?
Xiao Mochen agreed repeatedly, adding that he had been careless and had been ambushed.
And he promised there would never be a next time.
Ruyi quickly brought over the wound medicine.
This medicine was bought by Yan Qingqing from Doctor Zheng at a high price; Doctor Zheng said it was a family secret recipe passed down through generations. It's not something that would be given away easily to just anyone.
Yan Qingqing thought that there were quite a few guards at home, and who knows who might get hurt, so she went to ask for the bottles herself. Only then did Doctor Zheng give her a few bottles.
He also told her not to waste it, as it contained all the best ingredients.
Yan Qingqing pulled up Xiao Mochen's sleeve and saw that the white cloth wrapped around his arm was soaked with blood, so she knew that he was seriously injured.
So they carefully unwrapped the white cloth wrapped around his arm, revealing a deep knife wound.
The skin and flesh were turned inside out, and the bone inside was even faintly visible. Moreover, the blood kept flowing out and couldn't be stopped at all.
Ruyi, who was standing to the side, was so frightened that she almost screamed.
Yan Qingqing looked very serious. This wound was too severe. If it wasn't treated properly, it might not heal properly.
Thinking of this, Yan Qingqing hardened her heart and said to Ruyi, "Go and get the needle and thread, and also get a jar of strong liquor."
Yan Qingqing first used warm water to wipe Xiao Mochen's wound.
Xiao Mochen forced a smile despite the pain and said, "Auntie, don't worry. This wound looks a bit serious, but it's not that bad. It doesn't hurt at all."
Yan Qingqing glared at him fiercely and said, "Shut up! I'm not in the mood for jokes right now. If this happens again, you don't need to come back."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mochen reluctantly shut his mouth; his aunt's angry appearance was quite frightening.
Yan Qingqing was truly heartbroken; the child was so young, yet had to endure all of this.
It seems she can't just wait for Xiao Mochen to become emperor and support her family; that's too far off.
She wanted to become strong enough to support Xiao Mochen, and she wanted others to fear Xiao Mochen because of her, not the other way around.
Yan Qingqing's thoughts also changed completely from this moment.
Ruyi quickly brought over needles, thread, and liquor.
Yan Qingqing took a piece of white cloth and stuffed it directly into Xiao Mochen's mouth, saying, "Your wound is too deep and too big, the bleeding can't be stopped at all."
Therefore, it is now necessary to stitch up the wound.
It's going to hurt a lot, so bear with it.
After saying that, Xiao Mochen didn't react. He heated the needle with fire, then pulled up Xiao Mochen's arm and started stitching.
Xiao Mochen disregarded the pain and stared wide-eyed at Yan Qingqing's actions.
His aunt stitched up the wound on his arm like she was sewing clothes; it was truly horrifying.
Not only Xiao Mochen felt horrified, but those hiding in the shadows also gasped in shock.
Is their master in danger? Should they intervene?
After thinking it over, they decided it was best not to make a move. They knew what kind of position Yan Qingqing held in their master's heart.
Besides, Ming Zhaoshuo has always treated Xiao Mochen very well, so he definitely wouldn't harm him.
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