Unfortunately, the late empress eventually passed away due to other matters.
The Empress Dowager was heartbroken and wanted to die with the late Empress.
But before her death, the late empress gave her last order: "Ah Feng, see what Ming'er's future wife will look like, and protect her well."
This order became her motivation to live.
So, Feng Zun has been staying in the Xuan Palace all these years, recuperating from his injuries and practicing martial arts diligently. His internal energy is gone, but his skills have become even more formidable.
"I know that when the late Empress was alive, she was capable of entering the court and going to the battlefield. Her literary talent was no less than that of the newly appointed top scholar, and her martial arts skills were even superior to those of the late Empress. She was extremely intelligent. It is normal for you to be proud as her subordinates."
But now that Xuanfeng has acknowledged her as its master, from this day forward, Muzhi is your master. Unconditionally obeying your master's orders and vowing to protect Queen Sumeru is your innate mission.”
"I will heed Your Majesty's teachings."
They were completely convinced of Feng Zun's power.
Yun Qingluo and her group traveled for three days straight. They changed horses once at the hidden inn on the first floor before they were able to continue their journey.
Along the way, the scenery became increasingly desolate, as if we had entered a world completely different from the bustling capital.
Looking at the increasingly desolate scene around him, the Ghost Doctor couldn't help but sigh, "It's getting more and more barren. The capital city is indeed dazzlingly prosperous. If I didn't come out to see it, I would have thought that good days were everywhere."
His gaze swept around, and along the way he saw more and more dead people.
They died of starvation, freezing, disease... young and old alike.
Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo also felt heavy-hearted. They recalled what they had seen and heard during the disaster relief efforts in the southwest. The current scene made Yun Qingluo feel as if she had returned to that time.
She clenched her fists, a hint of anger and helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Mo Beichen silently lowered the curtain, looked down at the copper coin in his hand, and then sighed softly, saying, "Luo Luo, after we go back, I want someone to take Jun Ye to experience life among the common people, so that he can travel around as an ordinary citizen."
Yun Qingluo nodded slightly in agreement.
This also means that Mo Beichen will have to protect the country for the children for another ten years, but it is still undecided who will help protect it.
Right now, she wholeheartedly supports Mo Beichen's decision. Originally, she had planned to discuss this matter with Mo Beichen when she got back, as learning requires a combination of theory and practice.
Only by letting children experience the hardships of the world firsthand can they truly understand the suffering of ordinary people.
Such an experience will have an immeasurable and profound impact on his future growth and achievements.
When Mo Beichen heard Yun Qingluo's support, he slightly tightened his grip on the copper coin in his hand.
This copper coin was acquired yesterday.
They had a long break yesterday at noon, so they took the back road when they were on their way.
As a result, on the way, they were suddenly blocked by a child.
The child knelt down in front of the carriage, pleading, "Please, have mercy and give us some food! My grandfather and sister are starving... I have money, I can pay!" As he spoke, he clutched a bulging little purse hidden in his chest.
Yunying sensed something was amiss, so she questioned the child: "Since you have money, why didn't you buy food instead of blocking us here? If I had been driving any faster, you would probably be dead by now."
However, the child did not answer Yunying's question directly, but kept begging them for some food and repeatedly emphasized that he had enough money to pay for it.
Mu Zhi lifted the curtain and noticed that the child's expression was off. She immediately told Yun Ying to give the child the oil-paper-wrapped pastry.
When Yunying handed it to the child, the child took a few steps back in fear, but kept one hand protecting his chest.
Yunying deliberately softened her tone, "Weren't you so bold as to block our way just now? Now you're scared?"
Seeing this, Yunying used her inner strength to throw the sesame seed cake into the child's arms.
The child immediately clutched the fried pastry tightly, and seeing Yunying turn around, he said tremblingly, "Sister, I, I have money, here, here you go."
As he spoke, the child took out the purse from his arms and handed it towards Yunying.
Yunying sighed, "Keep it safe, don't flaunt your wealth, and remember not to be careless in the future."
"No, no, sister, Grandpa taught us not to accept food offered with contempt. Please accept the money, otherwise I can't take it. I'm sorry, Grandpa, sob sob..."
Despite the drizzle, Yunying saw the child was about to cry again, so she quickly took the money. "Alright, alright, I'll take it. But you've given too much money. Wait, I'll go get you some food."
Yunying took the purse, looking somewhat surprised.
It's so heavy, how much does it cost?
She concealed her thoughts and quickly walked to the carriage to get her things.
The child looked at Yunying's retreating figure, kowtowed three times, and then quickly darted into the nearby grove.
When Yunying returned with the things, the child was already gone.
"Why is he running away? Is the child hungry? What a strange child." Yunying muttered as she turned and returned to the carriage.
"Should we send someone to look for it?" Yunying returned and handed the purse into the carriage.
The Ghost Doctor took the purse, eagerly opened it, and revealed a smug smile: "Haha, I guessed right! Senior brother, you've lost to me this time!" His face was filled with the joy of victory.
Sitting on the carriage shaft, Yunying complained with a frustrated expression, "Oh dear, it's just stones inside? That kid is really cunning. Not only did he run away, but he also pretended to be so hypocritical, saying he wouldn't accept charity. He's such a liar! Even if we didn't give him money, he wouldn't have gone hungry. Why did he have to do this?"
Mo Beichen took the purse and poured out all its contents.
Yun Qingluo, who was standing to the side, noticed that besides the stone, there was also a white cloth and a copper coin inside.
Mo Beichen reached out and picked up the white cloth. After examining it closely, he was surprised to find that the words on it were written in blood.
"My grandson is inflexible, please forgive him." This short but powerful sentence made everyone present understand its profound meaning.
"This child was probably born into a prestigious family, but the family's teachings were too rigid, which is why his grandfather resorted to this drastic measure. He has learned a lot about the ways of the sages, but now he would rather starve to death than accept charity from others. I guess his grandfather had no choice but to come up with this idea, making the child exchange 'money' for food. This blood letter must have been written by the child's grandfather."
Yun Qingluo turned to the outside and said, "Yun Ying, tidy up the things in the last carriage and bring the grandfather and grandson over. Tell them that a noble person is willing to save them, but on the condition that they serve the noble person for ten years."
The last carriage had already delivered most of the medicine along the way.
Mo Beichen glanced at the words on the white cloth, seemed to be deep in thought, and silently supported Yun Qingluo's decision.
Although Yunying couldn't understand why, she pulled Feng Tianxing along and called two other people to go and look for the grandfather and grandson.
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