When Yang Zijin saw this, he couldn't help but feel pity. Then he opened the door curtain and said to the driver driving the carriage, "Stop for a moment."
"What's wrong, Princess? But what's the matter?" At this time, the coachman stopped the car and turned around and asked Yang Zijin.
Yang Zijin rummaged through the bundle, took out the pastries prepared by Shuoling and her, and then picked up the pot of water.
He jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the woman.
When the woman saw someone coming towards her, she quickly held the child in her hands tightly to guard against Yang Zijin.
After all, some human traffickers take advantage of people's danger and snatch away children and sell them.
Yang Zijin could see it in the woman's eyes.
Then she walked up to the woman, squatted down, took the cake out of the handkerchief, handed it to the woman, and said with a smile, "Eat it."
The woman looked at Yang Zijin warily, seeing that the woman in front of her was wearing clothes belonging to a wealthy family, but these wealthy families avoided them, so how could they be so kind and give her food.
Seeing that the woman was still hesitant, Yang Zijin looked at her and smiled, then broke off a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, "Auntie, eat quickly."
Seeing this, the woman quickly grabbed the pastry from Yang Zijin's hand and started eating it. Because she ate too fast, she choked on the pastry and coughed.
Seeing this, Yang Zijin quickly opened the kettle and handed it to the woman, "Eat slowly, there is water here."
After the woman drank the water, she put the cake in her hand into her mouth, chewed it, and fed it to the baby in her hand.
The baby showed an innocent smile after eating.
At this time, the woman quickly knelt down with the baby in her arms and kowtowed to Yang Zi, "Thank you, girl, thank you, girl. You are such a good person."
"Auntie, get up quickly, don't scare the child." Yang Zijin quickly helped the woman kneeling on the ground.
Then he asked, "Auntie, why are you the only one, the father of the child?"
It doesn't matter if you don't ask. When Yang Zijin asked, the woman suddenly started crying.
"After the flood, everything in the house was washed away. We were very hungry that day. In order to find food for me and the child, he went to beg for food, but no one gave it to him. Later, the child's father... I stole two buns while the people at the bun shop were not paying attention, and were beaten to death by the bun shop clerk." At this time, the woman was crying even harder as she spoke.
After hearing this, Yang Zijin quickly asked, "After the flood, where are the local officials? Didn't they think of a solution?"
"These officials haven't had time to avoid us, so how can they care about the life and death of us people?" At this time, the hungry and dying man beside him said.
Seeing that the carriage was not moving forward, Shuo Ling dismounted and walked towards Yang Zijing.
He walked up to Yang Zijin and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Shuohou, these people are so hungry that they are weak. Do you think you can leave a group of people here?"
"no."
"Why?"
"These are just a few victims you see. If we were to store food here, there would be more victims inside. Would they all come here?"
"Then what should we do, just ignore them?"
"Whoever said we didn't care, not long ago, I walked to the capital city and started giving porridge in the city. Firstly, it can reduce the cost of personnel, and secondly, it can gather all the victims for better management."
"Master Hou is still thoughtful." Yang Zijing smiled and nodded.
At this time, Yang Zijin turned around and said to the victims lying on the road, "This is Lord Shuo, who is responsible for this disaster relief. Everyone, get up and follow our team to the capital city. When we get there, everyone will have food to eat." .”
"Have you got something to eat?" The victims' eyes suddenly lit up when they heard that someone had something to eat and was lying on the road.
Seeing this, Yang Zijin said to them again, "Yes, not bad."
"But many people in the capital city are infected with the plague now. When we go back..." At this time, there was a skinny man on the side with a hesitant look on his face.
At this moment, someone came over supporting a family, "I'm going to starve to death anyway, and I'm still afraid of these things. Even if I get infected by the plague, I'll still be a starved person."
"Yes, let's go back to the capital city." Hearing someone say this, the person who was still hesitating stood up with support.
After hearing this, Yang Zijin couldn't help but frown, "What did you say, there is a plague?"
"Girl, since the flood, these officials have ignored us. No one has dealt with those who drowned or starved to death. Now that the weather is hot, the plague has spread quickly." At this time, the man who stood up The old man said.
When Yang Zijin heard this, he turned his head and looked at Shuo Ling.
His face was calm, as if he had known it for a long time.
Indeed, he had received the news from Mo Li a long time ago. He didn't say anything when he was in the imperial city because he was afraid that Master Chu Youtian would become suspicious.
Now that we have arrived at Jiandu, it is time to reply to the imperial city, explaining the current situation here, and asking it to send people to diagnose and treat these sick victims suffering from the plague.
He did not agree to give porridge here because he wanted to gather all the victims to prevent people infected with the plague from leaving the capital and the plague spreading outwards.
At this time, Shuo Ling pulled Yang Zijin to the carriage and said, "When you get to the capital, you will be waiting to be written. You are not allowed to go anywhere."
"I know." Looking at Shuo Ling's smart eyes, Yang Zijing curled his lips and said.
Then he got on the carriage.
After Shuo Ling got on the horse again, the team started walking.
Following the team were the victims.
After walking for about two sticks of incense, Jiangdu was in front of him. Yang Zijin looked through the window of the carriage and stretched his head out. He saw that Mo Li was already waiting at the gate of Jiangdu, and there was still someone standing beside him. A fat-headed man wearing official clothes must be the official who built the capital.
When they reached the city gate, Shuo Ling stretched out his hand and the team stopped.
At this time, Li Moli walked forward and pulled the reins, "Master Marquis."
Shuo Ling nodded and jumped out of the carriage.
I saw the fat official twisting his body and walking towards this side. He smiled and said to Shuo Ling, "Master Hou, I am the official who established the capital. My surname is He. The prefect received the invitation from Master Hou to establish the capital." After the news, everyone is busy preparing people to live in Shuohou."
Shuo Ling glanced at the official named He and walked towards the capital city.
At this time, the official named He hurried forward and said, "Master Marquis, your residence has been prepared for you. Come with me."
Shuo Ling looked at the official named He and nodded. Now that Yang Zijin was with him, he had better arrange for him to stay first.
"Okay." Seeing Shuo Ling nod, the official named He quickly smiled and led the way.
This official surnamed He is the magistrate of the first county in the capital, so naturally he and the prefect wear the same pants.
When the incident happened, they quickly sent a message to Prime Minister Lan in the Imperial City. Prime Minister Lan replied, asking them to hold Shuohou behind and not say anything. He had his own way.
Now that things have come to this point, even though they are less greedy, they are still greedy. Now they can only do what Prime Minister Lan said.
After all, if Prime Minister Lan doesn't help them, it will be like hitting himself in the foot with a stone. They are grasshoppers on a rope.
Entering the capital city, the scene outside the city was even more depressing. Houses were washed away, fields were submerged, and the screams, cries, sighs, and coughs of victims could be heard everywhere.
At this time, some victims recognized Magistrate He and crawled towards us with all their strength. They weakly said, "Magistrate He, please save us, please save us."
"Get out... didn't you see that I was greeting the distinguished guests? Get out of the way." When he saw someone coming, the fat on Magistrate He's face bunched up, and then he kicked the person crawling aside with his feet.
The man could not withstand Magistrate He's kick. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and he stopped moving.
The victims on the side saw this scene and shook their heads helplessly. Since the flood, such things have happened frequently. A few days ago, they all went to block the door of these officials and asked them to give porridge. Who knew that those officials He actually asked the servants to come out with sticks and beat them away.
Those who had the strength to run were lucky enough to save their lives. Those who had no strength to run or those who ran slowly were beaten to death.
So they were already used to Magistrate He kicking people just now.
When Yang Zijin heard the noise, he jumped off the carriage and walked towards this side.
She saw the man kicked by Magistrate He. Although he looked like he had no breath, according to the first aid experience she had learned in modern times, he was not dead.
The man on the ground fainted due to external force. He must have been kicked in the lung by Magistrate He, so Yang Zijing quickly squatted down, straightened the man's body with his face upward, and then tore open the man's shirt. .
She, Yang Zijin, wasn't so strong that she could tear open clothes with her bare hands, but this man's clothes were already in tatters.
When the people around him saw this, they couldn't help but look at Yang Zijin, who was wearing black clothes with red trim, with disbelief in their eyes.
Also, since ancient times, there has been a saying that men and women do not kiss each other.
Now, in front of so many people, he physically assaulted a man and even tore off his clothes.
At this time, Mo Li was about to step forward to remind him, but Shuo Ling gestured to him to look down.
He had seen before that Yang Zijin only took a moment to revive Mu Guogong who was knocked out by anger, so he must have something to do this time.
In addition, he still thought about Yang Zijin's safety. After the flood in the capital, it was inevitable that some victims would rebel against the official. If he really rescued this person, Yang Zijin's reputation would be spread among these victims, and he would probably go less often. A lot of trouble.
Along the way, Shuo Ling already knew that the flood this time was worse than before, and he could not protect her all the time.
Thinking of this, Shuo Ling continued to look at Yang Zijin.
At this moment, Yang Zijin put his hand on the man's middle and pinched it hard.
The man's hand actually moved slightly.
An eagle-eyed victim nearby saw it and said, "It's been saved. It's really been saved."
When the victim said this, everyone looked at the man lying on the ground.
After only a moment, the man's eyes opened slightly.
Yang Zijin saw the dullness in this man's eyes and knew that he had been hungry for a long time.
So she stood up and walked towards the carriage, taking some of the pastries she had left to the man she had just rescued, "Hurry up, eat."
"Thank you, girl." When the man saw the food in Yang Zijin's hand, tears instantly fell from his eyes. Then he reached out and took it, and ate quickly.