Gu Mansion —
After the princess's carriage returned the young master, the old steward sent someone to inform the master and the old lady.
"Uncle Fu, have Grandpa and Grandma rested in peace?"
Gu Liulang hesitated. It was so late, and he didn't want to disturb his grandparents.
"Reporting to the young master, the master and madam have already retired for the night. They specifically instructed this old servant that if the young master returns to the manor, I will escort you back to your room to rest."
Uncle Fu smiled warmly. He had already learned about what had happened today from the servants who escorted the master and mistress, and he also knew that his young master had been beaten up by the young lady from the Chen County Magistrate's mansion.
It seems that the young master went to the princess's mansion to heal his injuries, and the swelling on his face has gone down now.
"All right."
Gu Liulang breathed a sigh of relief and, led by the servant carrying a lantern, returned to his room.
That Miss Chen is really too fierce.
No, he can't just sit here and wait to die...
Liri——
Qingsong was practicing boxing with the guards, but he was all show and no substance; he was knocked to the ground in a move or two.
Fortunately, the guards who were sparring with him knew their limits, so he didn't fall and get hurt too badly.
The guard clasped his hands in a gesture of apology and said:
"I have offended the Second Young Master."
"Oh, it's all because I'm not skilled enough. Besides, you went easy on me, so how could I blame you?"
Qingsong propped himself up and stood up; he knew his own limitations.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a servant ran over and reported:
"Second Young Master, the Princess summons you to the front hall."
"good."
Qingsong rubbed his palms, ready to get down to business.
"We'll continue tomorrow, I'm going to get busy now~"
Before leaving, he greeted the guards in a practiced tone.
"Your subordinate obeys."
The guard clasped his hands in a fist salute, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Thinking to himself, "The second young master truly lives up to his status as the princess's son; he's approachable and never abuses his position to bully them..."
lobby--
Jiang Yue had already eaten breakfast. Yao Yao and Fang Fang, her sister-in-law, were taking care of things at home, and Aunt Ge would also help out. She didn't have much to worry about.
Considering that the villains are skilled in martial arts, all the guards and protectors gathered today are highly skilled in martial arts.
These people were already disguised and dispersed in the refugee camp before dawn.
The officials and yamen runners at the city gates received advance notice and remained inactive, but were ready to provide support at the slightest sign of trouble.
"Mother, are we going to the refugee camp now?"
Qingsong had all the toys he had bought loaded onto the carriage.
Jiang Yue glanced at the second brother, wasn't this obvious?
Hehe~
Qingsong chuckled awkwardly, then helped his mother into the carriage.
We already disguised ourselves yesterday, so we don't need to be so careful today.
Instead, we should reveal our identities and lure the enemy deep into our territory...
City gate—
Soup shed.
A small number of refugees were queuing up for porridge, while others were queuing up at the nearby pharmacy for medical consultations and medication.
Jiang Yue alighted from the carriage, observed the surroundings for a moment, then summoned the officers and inquired:
"Why are there so few refugees coming to the soup kitchen? Is there not enough rice?"
Upon hearing this, the official quickly bowed and replied:
"In reply to the princess, it is not that there is a shortage of rice and food. It is that the first batch of refugees gradually found a way to make a living and exchanged their labor for food and necessities."
Therefore, in order to alleviate the pressure on the princess and Yunshui County, they voluntarily lived and cooked in the camp, giving their supplies to the second batch of refugees...
At this point, the official's tone was filled with pride and admiration.
This move did indeed alleviate the pressure on rear supply lines.
It showed them the hope of working together with one heart and one mind.
"I see. If supplies are insufficient, just report it. They are all people of Tianyao, and we will help them if we can."
Jiang Yue felt a little relieved, moved by the kindness and self-awareness of the refugees.
"Your humble servant obeys!"
The officials bowed deeply, showing their sincere and heartfelt respect for the princess before them.
"My son has brought some toys for children to distribute. Please pass on the message so that all the children in the camp can come and get their toys."
Jiang Yue changed the subject, indicating that she wanted the other party to do her a favor.
"I will go and tell the princess to rest for a while."
Upon hearing this, the officials knew there was no reason not to agree to such a trivial matter.
After stepping down, he gathered some of the refugees who had received the porridge, received their joyful thanks, and then waited quietly for good news.
A moment later, a group of little rascals came running over happily.
The younger children were carried to the hospital by their parents, grandparents, and other relatives.
This shows that children love toys.
But how much could a family member bring on the journey of fleeing famine?
Survival is difficult enough, how can we guarantee children's playtime?
Jiang Yue gave her second son a look, signaling him to distribute the toys.
She sat there calmly, observing the children and the elderly people...
"Uncle~"
"Uncle, is that you?"
"Haha, it's me! Uncle promised to bring you some balls. So many balls, whichever one you like, pick one!"
"Thank you, Uncle!"
"I like the red one, uncle, thank you~"
"Uncle, I like the blue one, thank you~"
The little radish kids who ran over first were the ones Qingsong met yesterday.
Some people took the lead in asking for toys, and they all received warm and gentle responses.
Seeing this, the other children lowered their guard, smiled, and sweetly called out "Uncle!"
"Uncle, I want a spinning top!"
"Uncle, I want a rocking horse!"
"Uncle, I want a windmill!"
"Uncle, I want a rattle drum!"
"Uncle~"
Qingsong was quickly surrounded by a group of children and couldn't move.
The other officials couldn't help but smile knowingly.
It seems the second young master is quite popular with children.
The men, women, and elderly people holding their children were initially a little embarrassed, but as the toys were distributed, their children and grandchildren anxiously patted them, wanting them to get down and line up to receive their own, and they quickly put their children down...
Among them was an old man, hunched over, like a hunchback.
Yes, hunchback.
The other person was leading a little boy who didn't look like him at all.
The little boy impatiently struggled free from his hand and hurried to join the queue.
He was still shouting:
"I like kites, I want a kite, uncle, please keep the kite for me!"
A glint of light flashed in the old man's eyes. He glanced around discreetly, seemingly observing his surroundings for any danger.
Jiang Yue keenly sensed that something was wrong with the old man.
While the guard was pouring tea, she whispered her instructions;
"Keep a close eye on that old man; he might be a fake hunchback."
"Your subordinate obeys."
The guard replaced the teacup, withdrew, and quickly disappeared.
Jiang Yue didn't care what methods the guards would use, as long as the result was good...
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