What a coincidence?

What does this mean? Madam Yu was slightly stunned.

She thought of many things the girl might say and many reactions.

If a young unmarried woman is suddenly told that she is someone else's daughter-in-law, shouldn't she question, feel angry, feel aggrieved, or feel ashamed?

Of course, this woman is different from other women. She is generous and righteous, and she should also smile calmly and say that women of the world should not care about these trivial matters.

I just didn't expect her to say that, and her expression wasn't happy, angry, sad, or surprised, and she seemed to want to laugh.

It wasn't just seeming, but she really laughed.

Miss Jun raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and curled her eyes, trying her best to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't help it and turned her head to laugh even more.

Mrs. Yu looked at her and did not get impatient with her inexplicable reaction. She smiled slightly.

"What a coincidence?" she asked.

This is a little subtle when you think about it.

Miss Jun looked at Mrs. Yu with a smile.

"It just so happens that the lady said so," she said. "It just so happens that ..."

When she said this she laughed again and covered her mouth with her hand.

Coincidentally, Zhu Zan almost said the same thing, and coincidentally, she also said it.

At that time, Zhu Zan was being forced by Lu Yunqi in the capital. If Ning Yunzhao had not suddenly appeared, Zhu Zan would probably have said that he had some relationship with him.

Like a fiancée or something.

And when he saw me later, he asked me in a bad mood how many husbands I had had, and I answered him three.

"Three? Who else?"

She smiled and pointed her finger at him.

"You," she said.

Thinking of this, Miss Jun laughed again.

Mrs. Yu was not annoyed at all by Miss Jun's laughter because she didn't understand or understand what was said. Her expression was calm and serious throughout.

"Mrs. Yu, I have never introduced myself to you." Miss Jun stopped smiling and said.

Mrs. Yu said "Oh".

"Miss Jun, please do as you please." She said with a smile, "A hero does not care about his background. I just want to ask Miss Jun to do something."

They are truly mother and son; isn’t Zhu Zan the same?

Ask her to treat Prince Huai in the capital. I don't care who you are or what your purpose is. I just want you to cure Prince Huai. As long as you cure Prince Huai, I will save your life.

Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled.

"My surname is Jun, and my given name is Jiuling." She said, looking at Madam Yu, "I wonder if Madam has heard of me?"

Are you nine years old?

Mrs. Yu was startled for a moment, then looked at Miss Jun in surprise.

"So it's you." She smiled again, and nodded with some admiration, "You are indeed a great doctor who can heal people for all eternity."

This was a compliment to her for vaccinating the smallpox people, and Miss Jun's eyes rolled slightly.

"Mrs. Yu knows about my Jiulingtang?" she said.

Mrs. Yu smiled and nodded.

"Everyone in the world knows that Jiulingtang is using smallpox vaccination to help the people. Even though I'm in the far north, I've heard about it for a long time." She said, "I just didn't expect to meet Miss Jun like this."

She smiled as she spoke.

"What a coincidence."

Miss Jun's eyes sparkled and she tilted her head slightly.

"Is this the only one Madam knows about me?" she asked, smiling. "Are there any others?"

Apart from vaccination, did Zhu Zan never tell her about himself? Even if Zhu Zan didn't mention him, as a mother, wouldn't she be concerned about her son's news?

Any news about Zhu Zan in the capital would probably mention her.

At least because of her, Zhu Zan and Lu Yunqi became a hot topic in the capital, and the rumors were not very good.

It seems that Mrs. Yu really doesn't know.

Mrs. Yu looked a little confused and thought about it.

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything else." She smiled frankly, "I'm a bit busy and I don't often chat with people."

It seems that no one mentioned it. Zhu Zan did not mention it, and Mrs. Yu did not inquire about her son's news.

But for Zhu Zan, this was actually not a big deal.

It's just a deal.

Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled.

"I know the prince," she said directly.

Mrs. Yu was startled and said "oh".

"No wonder." She smiled, "I told you, Miss Jun knows me."

When she first revealed her identity, she had doubts because the girl's reaction was clearly as if she knew her.

Miss Jun smiled and nodded.

"I can't say I know them, but I have long heard of the name of the wife of Duke Chengguo and the Crown Prince's mother." She said with a smile.

Mrs. Yu looked at her and nodded with a smile again.

"That's quite a coincidence," she said.

Miss Jun also smiled and nodded.

"Since you two know each other, Miss Jun, please take care of this matter." Mrs. Yu said, without asking how Zhu Zan knew her, as if it was not important at all.

This matter? The matter of claiming that she was Zhu Zan's fiancée?

She didn't mind, but if Zhu Zan heard the news, she didn't know how he would react.

Thinking of that scene, Miss Jun couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Of course, if it has disturbed Miss Jun, please don't be polite. I will explain it to everyone and will never delay Miss Jun or cause trouble for her." Mrs. Yu continued.

Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.

"So I said, ma'am, you really haven't heard any other news about me." She said with a meaningful smile, "If you say that I am someone else's fiancée and have an engagement with someone, it will delay and bring me trouble."

She stretched out her hand and showed three fingers to Mrs. Yu.

"Then you and the prince can only rank third."

Third place?

So this means that she has been someone else's fiancée twice?

Interestingly, Mrs. Yu looked at her without any expression of surprise, contempt or confusion, but just interest.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance." She smiled, sat down on the chair, and patted the armrest. "Come on, tell me."

…

It was already early spring halfway through the first lunar month, but as we passed Damingfu and headed north, the scenery became increasingly desolate.

Those originally fertile fields are now overgrown with weeds, frozen and dry.

Many of the big trees on the roadside had their barks stripped, apparently having been eaten by hungry people passing by. Looking around the road, there were groups of people fleeing famine, all of them looking panic-stricken and emaciated.

"I left for less than a year, and when I came back, the world had completely changed."

A man said in a hoarse voice.

The men behind him also looked sad and angry.

An old man who was sitting on his torn black quilt by the roadside to take a rest heard the sound and looked over. He had heard many such sighs along the way, but most of them were from officials, scholars, wealthy people, military generals, etc. The few people in front of him were wearing tattered clothes, tied with straw ropes, with messy hair and beards, and except for their strong and sturdy bodies, they were no different from the refugees.

"Much better." He coughed lightly and said, "There were people dying of hunger along the way."

The men heard the sound and looked over.

"Why is it better now?" one of them asked, "Because of the truce?"

His expression was complicated when he asked this question.

War brings suffering to the people, but not having war is truly sad and heartbreaking.

The old man waved his hands.

"No, it's all thanks to the Qingshan Army," he said. "The Qingshan Army distributed porridge along the way, so many people were able to survive and make it to the next town. In addition, the Qingshan Army rescued refugees in the north, so many refugees no longer had to travel long distances and could survive the winter by staying where they were."

Giving out porridge is a chance for disaster victims to survive, and keeping people here is a guarantee of their lives.

However…

"Qingshan Army?" The man raised his eyebrows. "So powerful? This is the first time I've heard of it."

Providing porridge costs a lot of money. The military salaries are not fully paid now, and it is good enough if people and horses can have enough food. There is no extra rice, food or money to give to the refugees.

And being able to keep the refugees is even more incredible.

Although they said they wanted to negotiate peace, ceding the three counties would bring the Jin people closer. The people there were in a state of panic and wanted to flee to the interior.

How much prestige is needed to appease people's anxieties and make them stay where they are without fear?

Being able to achieve these two points is definitely worthy of being called amazing.

Speaking of Qingshanjun, the old man was a little excited.

"Of course it's amazing." He said excitedly, "They are the people of the wife of the Duke of Chengguo."

who?

Several men were stunned for a moment, and the man who asked the question looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Who is this? Who is so shameless!" he shouted with his eyes wide open.