Chapter 548: Refugees Outside Linkong City
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Other than the plaque, there was also a special reward for Little Ah Yu. It was a golden token. On the token were the words “Good parenting”. It was actually presented to Liu Shi.
“Liu Shi, you raised Miss Wang Ruyu well. She’s sincere and kind. It’s really rare to see a child so smart and quick-witted at such a young age. She can be a role model for the children of our Great Chang!” The messenger smiled and handed the gold medal to Liu Shi. His tone was not very respectful. “Liu Shi, receive it.”
Liu Shi was flattered and hurriedly handed Fu’er to Madam Ma to carry. She wrung her hands twice before taking it respectfully.
This reward was not only for the matter at East Peak City, but also because Old Master Qiu had specially written a letter to the Emperor and praised this “little divine doctor” who had saved his grandson.
The Emperor didn’t care if this little divine doctor was real or not, but when he thought of Little All Yu’s other identity—Qin Huai’s little fiancee, he was happy to add another favor to the child.
At the same time, the same gold medal was sent to Duke Yong Manor.
Madam Yong entered the house with the gold medal. Coincidentally, Empress Qin came to the Duke’s Estate again, so she gave the gold medal to the other party.
Empress Qin glanced at the words on the gold plate, and a cold glint flashed across her eyes.
Good parenting?
“It’s useless. Take it and melt it.” This was made of real gold. It’s a thick piece that weighs half a catty.
Madam Yong:”…”
Thinking of the tense relationship between her daughter and her son-in-law, she did not say anything. She sighed and brought the medal away.
Fortunately, Huai’er was still alive and was living so well and outstandingly. Then, the relationship between her daughter and the Emperor would definitely ease.
It was really unknown what the future would be like.
Time flowed like water, and the sun and moon shuttled. The group of children traveled around the Great Chang Kingdom and saw a lot of local customs. They also made some good friends and all grew up greatly.
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
In the 23rd year of Minghua, early spring, on the 20th of the first month, in the suburbs of Linkong City in Wangbei County.
A group of refugees was gathered on the main road in the suburbs. All of them were sallow and thin, but their eyes were burning.
Some children lay on the ground. The adults beside them hurriedly shouted, “Don’t sleep, don’t sleep. We’ll be arriving at Lin Kong City soon. When we get there, there’ll be food!”
Someone kept swallowing, his stomach rumbling. He smacked his lips and said, “1 heard that there are no hungry people in the entire Wangbei County now. I don’t know if it’s true or not. I don’t want anything now. 1 just want a bowl of porridge to fill my stomach!”
“Don’t be afraid. Our county magistrate said that long before the drought, the county governor of Wangbei County had sent a letter to the surrounding brother county cities saying that those who are willing to accept refugees don’t have to become naturalized. They can still return to their hometowns in the future.”
“The governor of Wangbei County is new, right? Are you saying this on purpose so that you can trick us over? At that time, we won’t be granted citizenship and will be forced to work in the mines as laborers. We won’t be released even after we die. Ah—”
Before the person behind could finish speaking, he was kicked by another person.
He turned around angrily and originally raised his foot, wanting to immediately return the favor. In the end, he saw a noble Young Master in a purple round-necked robe and a jade hairpin on his head.
The Young Master had long retracted his foot and said in disgust, “Since you’re here to beg for food and a way to survive, I’ll spare your life. If I hear you spreading rumors like this again in the future, 1’11 definitely punish you severely!”
After this person finished speaking, he heard the sound of carriages rolling. He turned around and saw four carriages slowly approaching.
The carriage in third place was the tallest. There were faint golden ears hanging outside and red beads as cauldrons. It was obvious that the passengers were extraordinarily noble.
A girl’s disapproving voice sounded from inside. “Young Master Ning, didn’t I say not to bully the weak? This isn’t Yellow Sand City!”
With that, a girl lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked out. She was wearing a light green shirt with two swallows embroidered on the hem.
Everyone thought that it was the noble who spoke. Unexpectedly, this girl bent down and lifted the curtain even higher. Another girl walked out.
When the refugees saw this girl’s appearance, they gasped.
What an elegant little beauty!
“This is a little fairy descending to the mortal world, right?” A child who was originally on the verge of death suddenly sat up and said..