Chapter 82 Asking for Rain

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Qing Hui glanced at him.

Liu Yingzhong closed his mouth.

He remembered that when he was kidnapped to the mountain village by the kidnappers, Qing Hui said that her family was extremely wealthy and that she was as rich as the enemy...

But even if the regent of Eastern Qin is very rich, she is here to get married. No matter how rich her family is, how much money can she have?

Liu Yingzhong still has some common sense. The national treasury has to find ways to raise money and food for this disaster relief. Let alone how much he can contribute. If he was as rich as the Chen family back then, he could barely support it, but where is the Chen family now?

At first, he thought that the Chen family might have taken away all the money and other things, but looking at it now, that may not be the case at all.

Qing Hui took out a small golden seal and gave it to him.

"Take this and go to the Sihai Trading Company. You will pay as much as you need first. If you can ask for food, ask for it. Take it easy and don't let my father know about this, otherwise it won't be possible. "Qing Hui whispered to him.

Liu Yingzhong looked at the small golden seal, his eyes widened, and he began to stutter, "Wait, Si, Sihai Trading Company? Yes, it belongs to your family??"

The Chen family was extremely wealthy back then, but it was not comparable to Sihai Trading Company.

Sihai Trading Company runs a bank.

It is said that Sihai Commercial Bank's bank is not only open in Siling Continent, but also has branches in twelve other continents in Cangyuan Yunji.

Of course, this is what he heard from hearsay as he has been in brothels for a long time, but this does not prevent Sihai Trading Company from being really rich. Even if it is spread all over Siling Continent, it is still rich as a country.

He swallowed hard, and the hand that took the seal was shaking a little, "How about you pinch me and let me see if it's true? I don't dare to bite your seal."

Qing Hui waved his hand and slapped him, "Stop talking nonsense, are you going?"

"Go, go, go now!" Liu Yingzhong tightened his grip on Xiaoyin.

"I'll ask your Majesty's secret guards to follow you. Don't worry, there's no danger." Qing Hui reassured him.

"I will definitely live up to my destiny!" Liu Yingzhong was so full of pride for a moment that he forgot what kind of wilderness he was in. He even felt that this was the Jinluan Palace where he took the last step of the scientific examination!

Full of ambitions came to mind.

When Liu Yingzhong ran away happily, the refugees glanced at him secretly, but there were more than a dozen officers and soldiers surrounding them, and the refugees did not know what happened.

At first, there were only the middle-aged man who led the way, and the young man who followed Qiqi Aiai.

Later, I saw that they were really going to the village, and the refugees followed them sparsely.

It was said that it was not far, but in fact, it took nearly two hours of walking to reach the village.

In order to win the trust of the villagers, Qing Hui did not ride in the carriage, but actually followed them all the way back.

When they arrived at the village, the tragedy of their defeat was even more horrific.

It should be the harvest season, but the land all over the sky is withered and yellow, and even the grass is withered.

Qing Hu looked at the dry and cracked land and frowned. It was not obvious far away from the farmland. It was all withered grass and dry wood. But when he arrived at the farmland near the village, the large chunks of cracked land looked like the earth was growing. It's like being sucked dry of spiritual energy.

The land also has spirit, although it is insignificant, but if it has spirit, it is alive and can give birth to life.

Once there is no spirit, it will dry up, no grass will grow, and all living things will die.

Qing Hui looked at the sky, dug around in his sleeves for a long time, and took out a small golden compass.

She walked to a dry old tree at the entrance of the village, squatted down, put the compass on the protruding root of the tree, and pressed her palm against it.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

"Pray for rain."

(End of chapter)