Dean Zheng was extremely moved when he saw that many people had already drank water and eaten food. He hurriedly invited Ye Rui and three others to sit in his simple tent and have a rest.
The earthquakes that came from time to time gradually stopped, and there was no earthquake for a long time. Dean Zheng rushed out of the camp and looked at the thick smoke billowing into the sky in the direction of Xilu Island. He knew that it was done, it was successful.
Dean Zheng is over fifty, but at this moment, he is as happy as a child, jumping up and down with tears in his eyes.
When Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan came back, although their faces were dark, they were fortunately not injured. They were only hit by the thick smoke. They were finally done.
Like Beihai, she left for Xihai enough food for the people to eat for three months. If they knew how to live and save enough, it might not be impossible for them to be able to eat for four months.
When Xia Yuanqiu walked in, the people spontaneously knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to her back, showing great piety.
Zhu Yan turned around and saw the people in that place. He remembered the Hexi disaster in Xiliang that year. Xia Yuanqiu contained the plague caused by the floods in Hexi and saved all the refugees who fled from Hexi. When he left, the refugees They all knelt down and called Prince Jing a thousand years old. Their mood at that time was almost exactly the same as now.
I don’t know if my father is in good health now, and whether everything in Xiliang Kingdom is well under the governance of my fourth brother.
After all, Yunyong is not his hometown. If he says he doesn't miss his hometown or his relatives, that's all lies. The further away from home, the less hope of returning, the more he will miss him.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yuanqiu reached out and poked Zhu Yan's arm.
Zhu Yan shook his head: "Nothing!"
"You're homesick, right?" Xia Yuanqiu looked at Zhu Yan distressedly. For her, he left his hometown, gave up his identity as a prince, left all his relatives in Xiliang, and came to this unfamiliar place to start over. .
"Are you homesick?" Zhu Yan asked.
"Which home?"
Yes, which home? Where is Xia Yuanqiu's home? Prince Jing’s Mansion in Xiliang Kingdom? The Xia Mansion in Xipo Village? Or Yaowang Valley? Or was it the house she bought in Kyoto
These homes were all considered her homes, but the only home she recognized in her heart was the big house where she lived with her parents and grandfather. Only there was her home.
Zhu Yan put his arms around her shoulders, stretched out his fingers to scratch her delicate nose, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we will have our own home soon, a home that belongs only to us."
Three days later, they rushed to Nanhai. The disaster in Nanhai was obviously lighter than that in Beihai and Xihai. At least there were still many habitable houses in Nanhai City, and the earthquake was not that strong.
Dean Ji was very happy to see Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan.
"I just received a letter from Dean Beihai, saying that you have obtained black ice from the Northern Glacier, frozen the Hokuriku Island volcano, and gone to the West Sea. Now that you have come to the South China Sea, you will definitely solve the problem of the West Sea as well. Got it!"
Xia Yuanqiu and Dean Ji are already old acquaintances, and they also admire Dean Ji's character very much. He said with a busy smile: "Of course, with us taking action, what else can't be solved?"
Everyone burst into laughter, and the big stone in their hearts disappeared in an instant.
"The earthquake in Nanhai City was not strong. It seems that the volcano on Nanlu Island has not completely erupted yet. Just in time, a lot of Xuanbing can be saved." Zhu Yan said with a smile.