Chapter 48 Departure for Beijing
The Prince of Anhuai's Palace was located in the city of Jiyang Prefecture, Henan Province.
It was built on the same street as the subordinate government offices—that is, the "mini-court" of the entire Henan region.
Evening of the 19th.
Dark clouds shrouded the city, and the rain, which had stopped for half a day, seemed to be starting to fall again.
A soldier rode his horse at breakneck speed from outside Jiyang Prefecture, stopping only at the gate of the Prince's Palace.
A servant boy stepped forward to take the reins, and the soldiers quickly entered the mansion and proceeded to the main hall for discussions.
Upon seeing the steward of the main courtyard, he took out the letter from his pocket and handed it over.
The steward took the letter, turned around, and went into the courtyard.
Inside the main room, a young boy with a youthful appearance sat at the head of the table, wearing a long robe with alternating dark blue and white stripes, and his high ponytail was tied with a jade crown.
To his right sat an elderly man nearing fifty, with a long, white beard.
Directly opposite the old man was a man in his thirties, with a broad face and square jaw, a dignified and solemn expression, and an aura of murderous intent unique to military generals.
"Sir," the young man said, his voice gentle, "if Prince Ning doesn't agree to our conditions, are we really going to stop sending grain?"
“Your Highness, do not worry,” said the old man, who was also the strategist Jiang Yongshou. “Hexi County is short of food and supplies, and our conditions are not unreasonable. Prince Ning has no reason to refuse.”
“But what if we don’t?” Prince Anhuai, Baili Ming, frowned slightly. “There are so many people; we can’t just watch them starve to death.”
"Don't worry, the reply from Hexi Prefecture should arrive soon."
After speaking, Jiang Yongshou glanced at the military officer opposite him without leaving a trace.
He Zhen was the commander of 30,000 Henan troops and also a protégé of the old prince.
However, the old prince had been in poor health since childhood and passed away two years ago, which is why his only son, Baili Ming, was only eighteen years old when he inherited the title.
Jiang Yongshou and He Zhen had followed the old prince before he came to his fiefdom, one a civil official and the other a military officer, supporting each other along the way.
Before his death, the old prince entrusted Baili Ming to the care of the two of them. Now, all matters, big and small, in the fiefdom are decided by the three of them after discussion.
Bai Liming was not particularly intelligent, but he wasn't stupid either; he was just an ordinary child.
After the old prince passed away, the old princess doted on her only son even more, which caused Baili Ming to develop a somewhat weak personality.
Such a person is incapable of being a wise ruler, nor can he effectively manage a fiefdom.
But for Jiang Yongshou and He Zhen, such a master was just right.
The other party is extremely dependent on them and will listen to them very much.
And no matter what decisions they made, Baili Ming would obediently agree.
However, as a result, Baili Ming became increasingly indecisive, while the status of these two civil and military officials rose accordingly, making them the true decision-makers in Henan.
The fiefdom of the Prince of Anhuai was truly a case of "holding the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords".
If Jiang Yongshou and He Zhen hadn't disliked each other, Baili Ming might not even have had the courage to offer his suggestions.
This arrangement was likely the last bit of protection the old prince left for his only son.
The steward outside knocked on the door.
After receiving permission, he took the letter delivered by the soldier and went inside, handing it to Baili Ming.
Bai Liming took the letter and opened it immediately.
He glanced at the contents and breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face as he said, "That's great."
"How is it?" Jiang Yongshou asked hurriedly, "Has Prince Ning agreed to our conditions?"
He Zhen's expression changed slightly, and he stood up and took two steps to Baili Ming's side.
Bai Liming handed him the letter, then turned to Jiang Yongshou and smiled, "Prince Ning said he has enough grain, so we don't need to send any more."
Baili Ming was genuinely happy, because this way the people of Hexi County wouldn't starve to death, and he wouldn't have to seize Hexi County.
This time, regarding the exchange of Hexi County, Jiang and He, who usually disagree, surprisingly agreed to take it over.
They harbored ambitions and were unwilling to remain obscure strategists and commanders in their fiefdoms.
Baili Ming didn't know how to refuse them, but he didn't want to do any more useless work, didn't want to fight this or that. He just wanted to live a peaceful life in a corner of the world and be the carefree Prince of Anhuai.
Even his father's dying wish was for him not to get involved in politics, but to stay obediently in his fiefdom and live out his life peacefully.
The old prince knew his son too well, and he also knew his brothers who were eyeing him covetously.
Therefore, he could not let go of Baili Ming until his death, and he died with his eyes open.
"There's grain?" Jiang Yongshou's expression changed. He got up and walked to He Zhen's side, where they read the letter together.
In just one short sentence: "Hexi Prefecture has sufficient grain; there's no need for the Prince of Anhuai to trouble himself."
The handwriting and tone clearly indicate that it was written by Qin Xiao himself.
Bai Liming breathed a sigh of relief, but the other two looked increasingly grim.
Qin Xiao was clearly mocking them!
Jiang Yongshou closed his eyes, his brows furrowed tightly.
He Zhen didn't even bother to pretend. He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it at his feet. Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he went out the door, stepping right over the crumpled paper.
When Baili Ming saw that he was angry, he immediately felt flustered and dared not show his joy so obviously anymore.
He looked cautiously at Jiang Yongshou.
The old man stroked his beard, and when he looked at Baili Mingshi again, his brows were no longer furrowed, and he even smiled gently, saying, "Your Highness is right, it is a good thing that Hexi County has grain."
Bai Liming's tense emotions suddenly relaxed, and he said, "Does the gentleman think so too?"
"It is certainly a good thing that the people can have food to eat," Jiang Yongshou said. "It is getting late, Your Highness, please go and have your dinner. I will take my leave now."
Although he was a strategist, he had his own residence outside the Prince's Palace, which was prepared for him by the old Prince when he was still alive.
After leaving the Prince's Mansion, Jiang Yongshou rushed home, but halfway there, a sudden downpour began.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Upon arriving at the gate of the mansion, Jiang Yongshou alighted from his carriage.
The servants hurriedly held an umbrella for him, while he walked briskly to his study.
Then he ordered someone to grind ink, and sent everyone away, leaving only one trusted servant.
He walked to the desk, picked up his brush, and dipped it in ink.
Soon after, a line of words appeared on the paper: "[The plan has failed, the Hexi Prefecture has not been obtained, and the outcome is uncertain]".
He deliberately drew a circle around the number "nine".
He folded the letter, sealed it in a bamboo tube, and handed it to the servant, saying, "Have someone deliver this to the Prince as fast as possible."
The servant accepted the order and left.
After a long while, Jiang Yongshou finally put down his pen and slowly exhaled.
He walked to the window and pushed it open.
His aged eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a complex mix of emotions.
The old Prince Anhuai treated him with utmost sincerity, but unfortunately, from the moment he met him, he was already a pawn in someone else's hands.
For many years, no one had contacted him. He had even gotten used to life in Henan and had almost forgotten why he had approached the old Prince of Anhuai in the first place.
But now the chess player has approached him again.
The other side wants Prince Anhuai to take over Hexi County.
But what happens after we take it?
Can the Prince of Anhuai protect the Hexi Commandery?
Can we save... Henan?
He seemed to see before his eyes the innocent dependence and cautiousness of a young boy.
He's still just a child.
A resolute look appeared in Jiang Yongshou's cloudy eyes. Regardless of whether Henan could be saved, he was determined to protect the Anhuai Prince's Mansion.
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Chu Jiubian arrived in Hexi County on the evening of the 17th, and two days have now passed.
The rain came in bursts, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, until the morning of the 20th, when the rain that had been falling for several days finally stopped for a moment.
Qin Xiao and Chu Jiubian have been busy from morning till night for the past two days and haven't even seen each other many times.
Even if they do meet, they can only exchange a few words before going back to their own business.
There is so much to do after the disaster.
Right now, we're just busy settling the disaster victims and distributing supplies. Once the floodwaters recede, we'll have to start restoring people's livelihoods, and that's when we'll really be short of people and supplies.
Fortunately, Chu Jiubian and Qin Xiao have recently found several capable individuals among some of the former officials of Hexi County, as well as wealthy merchants and their sons.
These people may not be considered exceptionally talented, but they are conscientious, responsible, and able to understand instructions.
Most importantly, none of these people had ever done anything evil, much less harmed the people.
In fact, all of these dozen or so subordinate officials were demoted to those remote and obscure positions by their former superiors in the prefecture and county, simply because they disagreed with their former superiors on political matters.
Such people may have selfish motives and may embezzle, but they are much better than the officials of the past.
Then there are those wealthy merchants and their children. They are not very rich, so even if the younger generation in their families or they themselves have some talent and ambition, they cannot enter the officialdom because the little money they have cannot satisfy the appetite of their superiors.
Now that Qin Xiao and Chu Jiubian have given them the opportunity to enter officialdom, they cherish it and would certainly not dare to do anything improper.
And there's another important point.
That is because Chu Jiubian, this "god", exists.
These subordinates both respected and feared him, and for at least the next two years, they would not dare to cause trouble because of Chu Jiubian's intimidation.
That's enough.
Two years later, the people of Hexi County had restored their livelihoods, and Qin Xiao and Chu Jiubian were able to clean up the bureaucracy.
Then, these officials, thinking that the emperor is far away and wanting to embezzle, will have no chance.
At noon, the rain, which had stopped for half a day, started falling again.
A light drizzle, like mist, enveloped the entire town of Huai County, as well as the Taoist temple in the north of the town.
Inside the Taoist temple, disaster victims were lining up to receive their lunch.
A bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, though not enough to fill one's stomach, at least prevent one from starving to death.
Inside the women's room, several aunties gathered by the bed, mending clothes and chatting.
Among them, one figure stood out.
She was a woman with a very large pregnant belly.
"Dan Niang, you're feeling better now, you should rest a bit more," an aunt said. "We can do these chores, you don't need to lift a finger."
Among the disaster victims in the temple, there were many young and middle-aged laborers who would go out to do things for the imperial court during the day. Although they could not earn money or eat anything good, they could leave a good impression on their superiors and receive more benefits after the disaster.
The jobs they are good at are usually physical labor, so they often accidentally tear their clothes.
The women would cook porridge and make steamed buns during the day, and after meals, they would mend clothes for the young men. This small Taoist temple was thus able to function properly, much like a united little village.
Dan Niang smiled gently and said softly, "It's alright, I'm just idling around anyway, and I feel much better now."
"That's true. Your complexion is quite different from before."
"Then you still need to continue to take care of him, and remember to take the medicine that the Divine Lord bestowed upon you."
"I remember." Dan Niang lowered her head and gently rubbed her swollen belly. "Thanks to Doctor Zhao and Lord Shenjun, I will never dare to do this again. I will definitely raise the child well."
This is the last bloodline Sanzhuang left in the world, and also the last thought he left for her.
Before that, the child was still safe and sound, which must be because the Three Heroes were protecting him from heaven.
Now that the God has descended to earth to protect ordinary people like them, their lives will surely get better and better. She should also cheer up and support her family.
“That makes sense.” An aunt clasped her hands together and bowed towards the main hall of the temple, saying, “Now that the deity has been reincarnated as the Grand Tutor, he must know how hard we’ve been and has come to help us.”
Upon hearing this, everyone else, including Dan Niang, also bowed three times in the direction of the main hall.
at the same time.
Jian Hongzhuo has already transferred seventeen large ships from the surrounding counties along the river. These ships are the ones that the government usually uses to transport salt, silk and other goods.
I don't know how Jian Hongzhuo talked to those local prefects and governors, but it was really not easy to borrow so many boats in three days.
The floodwaters are raging and are now almost reaching Huai County. If this method of sinking ships doesn't work, the flood will surely submerge the entire county town.
Qin Xiao has already gone to meet up with Jian Hongzhuo, but Chu Jiubian did not go with him. Instead, he went to the Huai County granary.
The grain in the granary is almost gone, so Chu Jiubian needs to buy some from the system.
Qin Xiao had previously ordered people to set up a "shrine" in every place where disaster victims had gathered and been settled.
It's not really a proper shrine; some are brick buildings, while others are just dilapidated huts that don't let in any wind or rain.
With a shrine, there must naturally be statues of gods.
Given the current situation, not only Qin Xiao, but even Chu Jiubian himself wouldn't waste resources on something so useless.
So he ordered people to prepare some writing brushes and brush holders, and put one writing brush in each shrine as a "god statue".
As Dan Niang's condition improved, and with Doctor Zhao's promotion, the news that Chu Jiubian was the reincarnation of the "Holy Star God" spread wider and wider.
Furthermore, Qin Xiao ordered more fire starters to be made and distributed to various places, while also having people spread the word about Chu Jiubian's "miracles" in the capital.
The common people are most easily swayed. When they hear people around them saying that "the god is efficacious," they all believe it and go to the temple to kneel and worship.
Right now, what they need most is food and clothing, and that's all they ask for.
And Chu Jiubian was able to solve both of these problems, so how could he not be effective?
The most trusted subordinate of Chu Jiubian is a grain merchant named Han Yuandao, who is in his early thirties and originally came from Shabao Township, below Huai County.
Although this man is a merchant, he comes from a farming family and is extremely skilled at farming.
Chu Jiubian noticed him because after the flood, he secretly transported all the grain he had to the affected villages, helping many people get through the most difficult time.
Chu Jiubian conducted a thorough investigation and found that the other party had a particularly good reputation among the people, especially the villagers of his hometown, Shabao Village.
Everyone says that he buys grain at fair prices and never sells inferior goods to the people; he always sells the grain as it is.
Just like his name suggests, he has never gone astray.
Chu Jiubian thought this person was indeed good. Not only was he upright, but he also remembered his roots. Moreover, he was able to rise from an ordinary farmer to a grain merchant who could help more people. His intelligence must be quite high.
He's practically a natural-born official.
So he summoned the man and asked him if he was willing to become an official.
The other party was stunned at first, then immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times, saying in a trembling voice, "This humble subject is willing!"
In their subsequent interactions, Han Yuandao demonstrated exceptional competence and efficiency. He was able to complete any task assigned by Chu Jiubian in the shortest possible time and with remarkable skill.
Sometimes, when Chu Jiubian is too busy to think about anything else, the other party will immediately remind him.
It felt like having a super-helpful assistant. It was only at this moment that Chu Jiubian realized the joy Qin Xiao felt when ordering Qin Chaoyang around.
Having a subordinate like this really saves a lot of trouble.
Arriving at the granary, Han Yuandao looked at the nearly empty grain and asked worriedly, "Sir, when will the new batch of grain arrive? Should I go and receive it?"
For the past two days, he had been uneasy about the dwindling grain supply and had asked Chu Jiubian about it.
At the time, Chu Jiubian only said that there would be food, and did not reveal anything else.
Han Yuandao didn't press him further, but now, looking at the empty granary, he couldn't help but ask again, though he did so in a more tactful way.
Chu Jiu replied, "I'll be there soon."
Han Yuandao was overjoyed and subconsciously turned to look at the official road outside the granary, but he saw nothing.
But in an instant, he realized he was being ridiculous. When the adults said "immediately," they meant that it could be delivered today. How could it be delivered so quickly?
No matter when it arrives today, as long as food is delivered, that's good enough.
Han Yuandao felt relieved, looked away, and subconsciously glanced at the granary in front of him.
At that glance, he froze on the spot.
The granary, which was empty just a moment ago, is now filled with sacks of grain!
Layer upon layer, each one plump and full, clearly packed to the brim.
"From today onwards, we don't need to be so frugal; let's give the disaster victims more food."
These were all faith points contributed by the disaster victims themselves, and Chu Jiubian didn't feel bad at all giving them back to them.
He turned his head and, unsurprisingly, saw Han Yuandao's astonished expression, which was tinged with a hint of awe.
Chu Jiu Bian did this on purpose for him to see.
He was going to give Han Yuandao a more important position later, and he couldn't just pin his hopes on the fact that Han was a grateful, upright, and kind person; that would be too unrealistic.
Anyone who enters officialdom will change over time, and few can remember their original aspirations.
Therefore, Chu Jiubian needed to intimidate the other party and let him know that he was working for the "gods". With such supernatural means, even if he had any bad thoughts in the future, he would remember this scene today.
Such a shock would constantly remind Han Yuandao not to go astray.
Han Yuandao was still in a daze when Chu Jiubian coughed lightly twice.
Han Yuandao paused, then immediately took a step back and bowed deeply to Chu Jiubian: "This humble official has been impolite."
"It's alright," Chu Jiubian said calmly. "The other villages are also running out of grain. Tell someone to send some to them. There's still some cloth in the warehouse. Send it along with needles and thread to the disaster victims so they can sew their own clothes."
After giving these instructions, Chu Jiubian left, leaving Han Yuandao to digest the information for a long time.
Suddenly remembering something, Han Yuandao hurriedly ran into the granary to check the grain sacks.
The store was overflowing with grain, and also contained plenty of linen that the people used to make clothes!
It's not a dream.
This isn't a dream!
He had heard the rumors that Chu Jiubian was the reincarnation of the "Holy Star God," but he only ever saw Chu Jiubian act and speak like an ordinary person, only more intelligent and stronger.
Seeing this scene now, he finally believed in the other party's identity as a "deity".
A deity descended to earth.
It's as if a god has descended to earth to help them!
After leaving the granary, Chu Jiubian went to the Taoist temple.
He has already subscribed to a monthly service that allows the system to conduct extensive medical examinations for these disaster victims and dispense medication.
However, Chu Jiubian needs to buy the medicine himself.
He still spent three points to buy the function that could isolate others, which only lasted for three hours, but that was enough.
He walked with an umbrella all the way to the Taoist temple, where the disaster victims had already eaten lunch and were resting in their rooms.
Chu Jiubian entered one of the rooms with the door open.
The windows were open, but with a dozen or twenty people crammed into one room, the smell and air quality were really bad.
Zhang, the chief physician of the Imperial Medical Academy, was administering acupuncture to a disaster victim who had been suffering from diarrhea for two days. Doctor Zhao watched closely from the side, and Zhang would occasionally explain why he used the needles in that way, showing that he was not secretive about his methods.
Chu Jiubian had previously thought that this judge was somewhat opportunistic and that his eyes were clearly full of calculations.
He knew that the other party had come with him to provide disaster relief, probably because he remembered how he had cured Baili Hong of his cold and wanted to take this opportunity to learn something from him.
However, although the other party has ulterior motives, they are not a bad person.
These past two days, the other party has been running around treating the disaster victims without any complaints. Chu Jiubian truly saw the benevolence of a doctor.
If that's the case, then it's only right to give him some benefits.
Chu Jiubian left the room. The system had already checked all the disaster victims in the temple and thoughtfully compiled a table showing who had what symptoms, what disease they had, and how to treat them.
[Host, you can buy the form for just five points.]
Chu Jiubian: "..."
Seeing that he didn't speak, the system waited a moment, then said again: [Host, for just ten points, I can provide you with all the medical examination forms for the next month.]
"Deal." Chu Jiubian agreed quickly.
This time, the system fell silent, then quietly deducted ten points, and the form ended up in Chu Jiubian's hands.
After looking around, there were no serious cases; most were minor bumps and bruises, colds, and diarrhea caused by exposure to cold, and most were due to malnutrition.
Chu Jiubian breathed a sigh of relief. Doctor Zhao could cure these illnesses, so he didn't need to spend money to buy medicine.
However, he also needed to quickly visit the other disaster-stricken areas, including Puxian County. He had promised to protect these people, and now he was determined to check them all before he could feel at ease.
He stood in the yard with an umbrella.
After waiting for a while, Judge Zhang finally came out to get some fresh air, and then he saw Chu Jiubian.
Chu Jiubian looked up at him, his expression indifferent and aloof, but Zhang Yuanpan knew that the other party must have come to see him.
He hurried over and bowed, saying, "What are your orders, sir?"
Chu Jiubian then said, "Come with me to visit the other disaster-stricken areas later."
Judge Zhang hurriedly agreed.
The roads were difficult to travel, so after finishing their business here, the two rode directly to the disaster area.
Chu Jiubian checked each one one by one, and even went to Pu County.
Although it was hard work, I felt at ease knowing that the people were mostly healthy.
By the time the inspection of the people in Pu County was finished, it was completely dark.
As the temporary person in charge of the area, Liu Junqi prepared a place for the two of them to rest.
Judge Zhang was twenty years older than Chu Jiubian, and after all that commotion, he was a little unsteady on his feet.
Upon arriving at the courtyard where they were resting, they hurriedly said goodbye to Chu Jiubian, wanting to go back to wash up and rest.
"Wait a minute," Chu Jiubian called out to him.
Judge Zhang wondered to himself, "What is this ancestor up to now?!"
But he still smiled and asked, "What are your orders, sir?"
Chu Jiubian could easily see through his little scheme, and found it somewhat amusing. However, he was already nearing fifty, and such an ordeal was indeed difficult for him.
Therefore, let's make the reward more substantial.
Judge Zhang smiled as he looked at Chu Jiubian, and then Chu Jiubian took out a book from his pocket.
The book has been adapted to fit the paper and text of the Great Ning era, so it doesn't look out of place.
"You've had a hard time these past few days, so here's a book for you."
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Judge Zhang took the book and looked at the four characters "Compendium of Materia Medica" written on the first page.
His pupils contracted sharply, and when he looked up again, he saw that Chu Jiubian had already turned and headed towards his own courtyard.
Ignoring his own exhaustion, Judge Zhang hurriedly hugged the book to his chest, afraid that the drizzle would wet it.
Then he jogged back to his room, closed the door, and left the light on all night.
The next day, the man was unable to get up, so Chu Jiubian and Liu Junqi went to the embankment in Pu County.
"The blockage is almost complete. Once the water recedes completely, we can rebuild the dam," Liu Junqi said.
Chu Jiubian nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
"Of course."
Chu Jiubian glanced at the man again.
He was handsome and upright, and because he was a student of Wang Zhiyuan, the Minister of Rites, his demeanor was exceptionally good.
The situation in the capital is constantly changing, and Chu Jiubian and Qin Xiao cannot stay here to keep an eye on things forever. So once the dike in Huai County is blocked, the two of them will have to go back.
However, a high-ranking official is still needed to stay and provide disaster relief. This person should be either Jian Hongzhuo or Liu Junqi.
Chu Jiubian preferred Liu Junqi, but he still needed to do some background research first and ask Wang Qichen about the man's relationship with the Wang family. If the connection was too strong, it would be better not to give him too much power.
Moreover, this matter needs to be discussed with Qin Xiao.
After leaving Pu County, Chu Jiubian rode back to Huai County alone.
When he arrived at the magistrate's residence, his legs suddenly went weak when he dismounted, but he managed to stand up by holding onto the horse's back.
After riding a horse for so long without being equipped with stirrups and a saddle, the muscles in my legs are constantly tense, so they're bound to shake.
Moreover, when Chu Jiubian walked, he could feel his trouser legs rubbing against his thighs, causing a burning pain, indicating that they were chafed raw.
He glanced down at her; she was wearing a black robe today, but her trousers were white, so if she bled, the blood might seep through.
A servant came over, took the reins, greeted him, and said, "Prince Ning is waiting for you at his residence."
Qin Xiao didn't go out today?
Chu Jiubian responded and walked into the mansion, indicating that Jian Hongzhuo's side had succeeded.
Now that the floodwaters have been contained, the next step should be to restore people's livelihoods.
Land surveys were conducted, household registrations were verified, order was restored, and work-for-relief programs were implemented to rebuild dikes and dredge waterways. Sweet potato seeds and oxen were also distributed to the people to help them cultivate their land...
So many things need to be assigned to the right people.
Only then could he and Qin Xiao set off to return to Beijing.
Chu Jiubian entered the mansion, and before he could even cross the outer courtyard gate, he saw Qin Xiao walking towards him.
The man was coincidentally dressed in all black today, but the inside of his inner garment had a white collar and cuffs, which matched Chu Jiubian's outfit again.
Just like the Qixi Festival.
Qin Xiao immediately noticed Chu Jiubian's slightly pale face, which must have been due to being busy for the past few days.
However, things are now on track, so we can take a break.
He continued walking towards the young man, his gaze always fixed on him.
Although it seemed like they saw each other every day, Qin Xiao felt as if it had been a long time since they had last met.
Chu Jiubian glanced at him for a few moments before taking another step.
He accidentally aggravated the injury on his leg. His expression didn't change, but he felt blood flowing down his leg, and even his loose pants clung to the inside of his leg as a result.
I feel very uncomfortable.
Let's change our clothes first before coming to find Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao walked up to him and suddenly frowned: "Are you injured?"
Chu Jiubian: "?"
Do you have a dog's nose?
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