But there is also a saying in the world that money is dirt.
After Deshengchang finished his announcement, no one in the noisy crowd rushed forward, and some even took a few steps back.
Jin Shiba raised his eyebrows.
I saw an old man stand up.
"You are embarrassing us by saying that." He said excitedly, "Miss Jun came here to vaccinate us, and that's why she suffered this misfortune. It's only natural for us to go and save Miss Jun. How can we ask you for money?"
He raised his hand and patted his face.
"Hey, little brother, you are slapping us in the face."
As he finished speaking, the people around him started shouting.
"Yeah yeah."
"How can we get the money?"
"Miss Jun got into trouble because of us."
The shouts were as overwhelming as a crowd of people.
"Not bad, now we have money and friendship, which is very good." Jin Shiba said with a smile.
"Look, these are the people of Qingyuan Prefecture!" Prefect Zhou said excitedly, while instructing the clerk beside him, "Write this down."
The clerk hurriedly replied yes.
General Peng also felt honored.
Miss Jun got into trouble here, and the people here asked for money to help look for her. If this got out, Qingyuan Mansion would become notorious.
Lei Zhonglian and others were also somewhat surprised, but also grateful at the same time.
"It's not your fault what happened to Miss Jun. We all know your intentions." Lei Zhonglian said, bowing again sincerely, "This is also our intention."
"How about this?" said the shopkeeper of Qingyuan Deshengchang, "We won't charge you now. When you have news, we will pay you. This is for everyone's tea money."
He pointed to the winnowing basket on the table.
"The money is here."
And he saluted the people.
"Please don't refuse anymore. Miss Jun is very important to us." He raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears. "Let us spend money to buy peace of mind."
He cried sincerely. The moment he heard the news, he wished he could die.
Now that Miss Jun had gotten into trouble in Qingyuan Mansion, his job as a shopkeeper was over.
The onlookers also shed tears.
"We all know how important Miss Jun is." The old man turned around and said to the people with a trembling voice, "With a miracle doctor like Miss Jun, our descendants will be blessed. If a miracle doctor like Miss Jun passes on her medical skills, our descendants will also be blessed."
He said, raising his hand.
"Everyone, go and ask around. We must find Miss Jun and keep her safe. If those bandits want money, we can give them a penny each and that will be enough. As long as Miss Jun is released, anything is fine. We will give them whatever they want."
The people on the street responded loudly and retreated to both sides like a tide.
General Peng and the prefect, who were standing on the street, were nearly squeezed. They retreated under the protection of the soldiers. Looking at the crowd running away, one could imagine that the news would spread to all directions.
Although this kind of thing is not worthy of praise, if Miss Jun is successfully rescued, this matter will definitely become a good story in Qingyuan Mansion.
Of course, the premise is that Miss Jun is safe and sound.
Thinking of this, Magistrate Zhou felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart.
"You guys should have some face this time." He turned and said coldly to General Peng.
General Peng's face suddenly darkened. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the chaotic crowd make way for a group of people as if they were cut by a knife, and they came over.
General Peng had a clever idea.
"Oh my god, why are these guys here too?" he said.
What gang? Prefect Zhou followed his gaze and his expression froze.
The originally noisy street gradually became quiet, and the sound of horse hooves was particularly clear.
Seeing these dozen Jinyi Guards approaching, both Governor Zhou and General Peng looked very unhappy.
We are not going to take them down right now, are we?
The Jinyiwei also made way suddenly, and then someone came on horseback. When he saw this man, General Peng opened his mouth in astonishment.
This guy, isn't he Miss Jun's bodyguard? Why is he wearing a red dog-skin suit? Ugh, a flying fish suit.
It turns out that Miss Jun has the Royal Guard as her bodyguard.
This Miss Jun is really capable.
Jin Shiba was too lazy to care what General Peng was thinking.
"General Peng, call my men here as well," he said, "Can everyone get to work?"
General Peng and Prefect Zhou both came to their senses.
"Yes, yes," said Magistrate Zhou hurriedly, and then looked at Jin Shiba, "How do you address this gentleman?"
"That's not important." Jin Shiba said, urging his horse forward, "Finding Miss Jun is the most important thing."
Watching the Jinyiwei follow him away, Prefect Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.
How is it not important? It is obvious that the Jinyiwei of Hebei West Route all listen to him. This stranger can mobilize the Jinyiwei of Hebei West Route, so his identity must be very important.
Did you come from the capital? Did you come because of Duke Cheng? But why did you stay here instead of going north? Just because you heard that Miss Jun was missing?
The more Prefect Zhou thought about it, the more confused he became.
"Who is this person?" he asked General Peng. "He looks very familiar to you."
General Peng stared.
"Don't swear, you are the one who is most familiar with the Royal Guard," he said.
It was very improper for him to speak to Prefect Zhou like this given his status, so Prefect Zhou was too lazy to pay any attention to him.
"Hurry up and work, everyone is ready." He said, then walked away with a wave of his sleeves.
General Peng looked at the people from Deshengchang speaking to the public on the street, and then looked at the group of ferocious Jinyiwei rushing away.
This is really lively.
"Call someone." He shouted loudly, and he also jumped on the horse, "Call someone, go."
…
Miss Jun picked up the bowl and used chopsticks to eat the last piece of cake soaked in the meat soup in the bowl. She drank up the soup and then put down the bowl and chopsticks.
The plates and bowls on the table became clean.
"I'm done eating." Miss Jun said, and patted her belly, like a child who was very satisfied with the delicious food.
The women standing nearby were still in shock.
Is this girl really hungry, or is she just too carefree?
Since she came to the village, she has not felt any restraint at all, just like a guest, and a familiar one at that.
"It's just simple food, thank you for the understanding, Miss Jun." said Xia Yong's wife.
To be honest, the food is not that good. This is used to entertain guests, so you can imagine that their daily food is even worse.
Miss Jun stood up.
"Let's start vaccinating," she said.
There weren't many people in this village. From what I saw when I entered the village, there were only about 20 to 30 people, and even fewer children. The smallpox vaccines I collected along the way were enough.
The last child had finished being vaccinated, and just before noon, Miss Jun looked at Xia Yong's wife.
"Are there any other children?" she asked.
Xia Yong’s wife shook her head.
"That's all." She said, and took out a big red paper from the side. "According to what you said, Miss Jun, for children over 13 years old and under, this is it."
This notice must be the vaccination notice posted on the city gate of Qingyuan Prefecture that was stolen as General Peng mentioned.
It turned out that I was being targeted as soon as I entered Qingyuan Prefecture.
It's because of vaccination, right? Besides asking her to get vaccinated, do you have anything else to ask?
Miss Jun pursed her lips.
But before they asked, she also had something to ask.
"Actually, people over 13 and under 17 or 18 can get the vaccine," she said. "Adults can get the vaccine, too. The reason why we don't mention it is because children are the most vulnerable and the vaccine supply is limited, so we're using it on them first."
Xia Yong's wife and everyone in the yard nodded and said "oh".
"So, do you have children here who are over thirteen and under seventeen or eighteen?" Miss Jun asked.