Chapter 14 He Zhiyu loves Qiao Wanyan (children's version)
They arrived in Yongzhou at noon five days later. Old Jin was waiting at the city gate to pick up his granddaughter early in the morning. He paced back and forth because he was cold, but refused to get in the car to wait.
Manager Wang tried to persuade him, but Mr. Jin said that the process of waiting was the happiest.
"Grandfather!" Qiao Wanyan got off the carriage and ran towards Old Jin, threw herself into his arms and said sweet words with a smile.
Old Jin's eyes almost burst out with laughter, "Guaiguai, you miss grandpa so much. Are you tired on the journey? It must have been hard for us, Guiguai."
Qiao Yihuan got off the carriage and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling envious.
Her mother lived alone in a farm outside the capital. Her father never allowed her to return home, not even on New Year's Day, when people reunited.
Before going to Yongzhou this time, she went to see her mother, who had lost a lot of weight. She wanted to stay in the capital, but her father disagreed, so she had to obey her fate and come to Yongzhou.
Mr. Jin held Qiao Wanyan's hand and said calmly, "Yihuan is here too. You must have had a hard time on the journey, right?"
Qiao Yihuan bowed slightly, "Yihuan greets grandpa, the journey was fine, not too hard."
Old Jin looked at the young man who got off the carriage at the back, his expression changed slightly, and he noticed that he was wearing regular clothes and the guards accompanying him were also in casual clothes, so he nodded slightly.
"Master Yu is here too. You are tired from the journey, so you should go home and have a rest first."
Mr. Jin is an imperial merchant, so naturally he has met the crown prince of the current dynasty.
He Zhiyu nodded, "Thank you."
Mr. Jin is a well-known local figure. Although his home is grand, it is not luxurious. The pavilions, towers, waterside pavilions and corridors are full of ancient elegance and the fragrance of books. It does not look like the residence of a businessman.
To be precise, it was not that Mr. Jin did it on purpose, but that he was forced by his family to take the imperial examination, and he won the third place in the imperial examination and was finally favored by the princess.
It’s a pity that Mr. Jin had already married a wife, and he didn’t want to demote his wife to a concubine and marry a princess, so he resigned from his official position and became a businessman.
He passed the imperial examination successfully and won the third place, and he also went smoothly in business and became an imperial merchant.
In the hall, the maid served tea respectfully.
After Qiao Wanyan arranged a place for Yun Yao to live, she went to the hall and happened to see her grandfather paying respects to the prince.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
He Zhiyu responded calmly, his every move exuding majesty without anger and a strong aura.
Qiao Wanyan also bowed and sat aside, listening obediently to the conversation between the two.
After listening for a while, I roughly understood that there were already a lot of refugees in Qingzhou.
Some refugees even came to Yongzhou. Although the refugees were pitiful, the Yongzhou prefect was afraid that letting them into the city would cause trouble as the year was coming to an end, so he set up temporary residences outside the city and distributed porridge and warm clothes.
As Qiao Wanyan listened, the conversation turned to herself.
"Your Highness, my Yanyan is a delicate child who has not grown up yet. She must have caused you a lot of trouble along the way. I am really ashamed of myself."
If it were in the past, He Zhiyu would definitely agree with it.
"Mr. Jin, you are too polite. Although Miss Qiao has a bit of a temper, she knows her limits when it comes to major issues."
Old Jin was quite surprised that the prince could lie without changing his expression. Was he sure that the person he was talking about was his granddaughter?
He Zhiyu added, "Qingzhou affairs are urgent, and I will travel to Qingzhou tonight. Yihuan will stay here, and I will thank Old Jin for taking care of her."
Old Jin's expression changed slightly, "Your Highness, you are joking. Yihuan is also my granddaughter. I will take good care of her when she returns home. But Your Highness, let's leave early tomorrow morning. It's snowing again, and it's not easy to travel at night."
He Zhiyu thought about it and said, "Okay."
Old Jin finally understood that the reason His Highness followed Yanyan was because of Qiao Yihuan.
And the way he cares about her shows that he likes Qiao Yihuan very much.
She's an eyesore.
He Zhiyu took a short rest in the room and checked the letter sent back by Qingzhou's spies. After reading it, he burned it cleanly by candlelight.
A gloomy look appeared on Lang Yan's unique face, as hard to melt as the ice and snow in the Far North.
"Kyung Yuan."
Jing Yuan walked in from outside the door, "What do you want, sir?"
"Accompany me to the outskirts of the city to see the refugees."
Jingyuan nodded in agreement, holding up an oil-paper umbrella to block the falling snow.
The sound of footsteps on the snow could be heard, the sun gradually set, and the last ray of light before nightfall illuminated the road ahead.
There were too many refugees in Qingzhou to count, and with no way out, some brave ones who could hold on headed for Yongzhou. At this moment, outside the city gate, a group of people were hiding in a makeshift straw shed to keep warm.
"Don't worry, there's enough for everyone. I've asked someone to make more porridge, and I'll make sure everyone has enough to eat."
A familiar voice sounded, He Zhiyu looked towards the source of the voice, and sure enough, he saw Qiao Wanyan making porridge for the refugees waiting in line.
Why is she here?
"Didn't your grandfather say that you were not feeling well and should go back to rest?"
Qiao Wanyan's eyes showed surprise, but she methodically served porridge to everyone. "When I entered the city, I felt pity for the refugees. If I told my grandfather, he would definitely not let me come, so I lied and said I was not feeling well and sneaked out."
"I know I can't help much, but when I close my eyes I see the desperate and silent faces of the refugees, so I came here to help with my limited ability."
A dark light surged in He Zhiyu's eyes. Looking at the dried tear marks on her cheeks, he knew that she had cried.
Tears shed for these refugees.
Such a beautiful girl is now doing her best regardless of her appearance.
He was used to seeing women who only knew how to dress up and compete with each other for favors. It was because he was used to seeing such women that he was amazed that there were women in the world who cared so much about the sufferings of the common people.
Qiao Wanyan carried a basket of steamed buns and went to distribute the buns to the children not far away. After distributing them all, she pinched her thigh hard with the hand hidden in her sleeve, and tears flowed from her eyes in pain.
The moment he turned around, the dried tear marks on his face became wet again.
He Zhiyu took the umbrella from Jingyuan's hand and walked over, with the oil-paper umbrella tilted towards her side.
Qiao Wanyan's delicate nose turned red because of crying so hard, and it looked so tender and delicate that it aroused sympathy and love.
A harmless and childish voice sounded, "I will use all my pocket money to buy steamed buns for my younger brothers and sisters, so that they can eat their fill!"
He Zhiyu should obviously have praised her at this moment, but he was amused by her childish appearance. His cold face, like the first clear day of frost and snow, was full of helplessness.
He wiped her tears gently with the back of his index finger as if he was teasing a child, "Okay, if you run out of pocket money, I'll give it to you."
From a distance, Qiao Yihuan couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this scene.
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