Chapter 208. Refugees
"Five thousand taels?"
Yunhua exclaimed in surprise, looking at the raw stone in Hong Dawu's hand, feeling the rich spiritual energy, it would be a lie to say that she was not tempted.
But she could see the reluctance and determination in Hong Dawu's eyes.
Yunhua was very strong and pulled him up from the ground.
Judging from his previous fight with Zhao Duan over the raw stones, he was very short of money.
"No need, let's just calculate it according to the market price." Although she liked the little gold, she knew what to take and what not to take.
[Xiao Shushu, can you help me take a look at this Hong Dawu?]
Hong Dawu was stunned.
His rough hands were pinching the hem of his clothes, revealing a hint of nervousness.
After looking through his fate in the Book of Life and Death, he looked up again and admired him a little more.
[Xiao Huahua, Hong Dawu's left foot, was born with six fingers. He was regarded as an unlucky person by his family and was abandoned at birth. Fortunately, he was picked up by a beggar and brought back to a dilapidated temple. It can be said that he was raised by a group of beggars.
Although he was born in misfortune, he had a good childhood. The beggars took good care of him and gave him the first thing to eat after begging.
Yunhua glanced at Hong Dawu, not expecting him to have such an experience.
"Xiao Huahua, you also understand that beggars have no place to live, and are either despised or driven away. From that time on, Hong Dawu vowed to provide them with a safe and secure home."
With his reckless determination, he finally secured a place on West Street. He used the money he earned to build a small courtyard outside the city to support his family and also took in beggars and abandoned children.
[They also ask teachers to teach the children to read and write, and the elderly people also do some handicrafts to earn a little money to supplement the family.]
Yunhua was surprised!
She didn't expect that this guy who looked like a villain actually had a soft heart.
Hong Dawu's past was exposed. He could feel everyone's gaze on him, and an unnatural blush appeared on his dark cheeks.
He understood the way to survive in this world. Only by becoming strong and cruel could he protect the people he wanted to protect.
Therefore, even if it meant offending Zhao Duan, Hong Dawu was determined to protect the stone because he wanted to provide those people with favorable conditions.
Yunhua guessed what the reluctance in his eyes meant when he gritted his teeth and said five thousand taels.
"About the same, but the main reason was the snowstorm." The Book of Life and Death looked at what Hong Dawu had done and realized what he had overlooked. "Xiao Huahua, some refugees have arrived in the capital."
Yunhua's pupils suddenly shrank and his face was full of shock.
[What do you mean? I remember telling the Emperor about this. Could it be that he didn't take it to heart at all?]
Yunhua was furious, her fingers cracking. "Tonight, I'll instigate my father and grandfather, and tomorrow I'll rebel against them. I'll be the Empress of Donglin."
Everyone:!!!
[Huahua, you're finally willing to work hard. Tomorrow, Bibi will take charge of the main body. If anyone dares to protest in the court, I'll kill them with one stroke of my pen and send them to hell.]
Nangong Yuan's mouth twitched and he pressed his eyebrows.
Fortunately, the emperor's uncle is not here, otherwise he would definitely be vomiting and jumping up and down.
[Little Huahua... not yet, not yet...] Although the Book of Life and Death also calls Huahua to do business, it is just to set the mood.
Let’s talk about it later.
It doesn't understand its own little flower yet, and it would never do such a conscienceless thing.
[Xiao Huahua, the emperor has already notified all prefectures and cities, asking the people to prepare in advance. Disaster relief funds have also been allocated, and he has also assigned his most trusted ministers to oversee the process, but there are always omissions.]
Therefore, a small number of people fled to the capital. After all, they couldn't just sit back and watch the situation unfold under the emperor's rule.
Those who had relatives in the capital or some money had it easy, but those without money didn't dare to go into the city and could only squeeze into the dilapidated temple for the time being.
[At first, there weren't many people fleeing to the capital, and the soldiers guarding the city hadn't realized it yet. Now they're worried that the situation will get worse.]
Everyone was shocked. Nangong Yuan rubbed the ring on his thumb, with a slight coldness between his brows.
The capital's geographical location is at the intersection of the north and the south, and preparations have been made in advance. Even if a snowstorm comes, the capital will not be greatly affected. It is only in the far north that the situation may be somewhat serious.
Moreover, when the imperial court received the news about the little girl, it urgently sent materials for building houses, warm supplies, and food, but unexpectedly there were still loopholes.
Yunhua frowned, the words in the Book of Life and Death made her even more anxious.
[Xiao Huahua, Hong Dawu accidentally discovered a gathering of people in the dilapidated temple outside the city. After asking, he found out the reason. He doesn't help everyone. After thinking it over, he only takes the frail elderly or children to his own courtyard.]
Hong Dawu was a bit smart and gathered the remaining refugees together. They pooled their money to repair the dilapidated temple and buy food. He didn't have much money himself, and he had to take care of other things, so he could only find some odd jobs for them to earn a little money to get through the winter.
Yunhua looked at the ruffian again. It turned out that one cannot judge a person by his appearance alone.
【That's why he urgently needs money.】
But when she thought of the large number of refugees who were about to arrive, she couldn't help but feel worried.
The Book of Life and Death's eyes rolled around.
[Xiao Huahua, aren't we going to take the path of merit? Now is a good time!] The Book of Life and Death suddenly felt that these refugees came at a very opportune time.
Yunhua's expression froze instantly, and his eyes began to dart around.
【Have I...ever said that? 】
"Xiao Shushu, I'm from the underworld after all, how can I go against it? Aren't you worried that I'll absorb one yang and one yin and get indigestion? Isn't that right, my lovely little Bibi?"
【right! 】
Judge Pen clenched his fists and roared, resolute to always support Huahua.
We're not like those in heaven. Why cultivate merit? We must persist in being evil, exploding ghosts, absorbing negative energy, and going down this path until the end!
The Moon Stone strongly agreed with Little Broken Pen's words, and immediately a few large characters appeared on its surface: [I agree, long live Yin Qi!]
After all, it only absorbs evil energy.
The Book of Life and Death was furious with them!
[Sister Shu, I'll make you go down this path until the end!] The Book of Life and Death caught up with the Judge's Pen and started beating it up, along with the Phantom Moon Stone. It was a one-on-two fight, and it was easy to take it down.
After the fight, the Book of Life and Death warned them sinisterly, "If you say another word, I'll throw you both into the toilet to cleanse your brains!"
The best way for Xiaohuahua to reincarnate as a human being, do good deeds and accumulate blessings is.
These two bastards really pissed it off, and then they flew back to Yunhua's head, smiling in a particularly cunning way.
[Xiaohuahua, do you still remember what you said? ]
Yunhua's heart trembled. She had wanted to go to the palace to see the emperor and ask him to pay for the resettlement of the refugees, but the strange tone of the Book of Life and Death gave her a bad feeling in an instant.
【What...what are you talking about?】
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