puff!
Yu Shisan couldn't hold back his laughter.
Jingting wanted to run, but before she could turn around, Ren Ruyi walked out of the room quickly.
"Um... teaching students, it's inevitable..." Jingting stepped forward to greet him.
"She is very well-behaved, and she handles An Guo's difficulties very appropriately. It's my fault."
Ren Ruyi pursed her lips slightly. She suddenly wanted to hug Jingting, but after looking at the envoys in the garden, she put down the hand she just extended.
"Cuddle me if you want."
Jingting hugged Ren Ruyi into her arms.
"You...are shameless."
Ren Ruyi's pretty face blushed, and she gently stroked Jingting's ear: "Yang Ying just insulted Queen Zhaojie, and I was impulsive..."
"Don't worry, I'll go talk to her. Yang Ying has always been sensible and won't hold a grudge against you."
Jingting gently rubbed Ren Ruyi's head: "You go to the city for a walk first. Just now while you were going to the government, I applied some medicine in the city. A beggar in the city told me that after the second street At the entrance of the alley, behind the bamboo basket, there was a red bird-like mark. I didn't look at it, but it should be a Suzaku."
"Well, thank you."
Nodding slightly, Ren Ruyi turned and left with brisk steps.
"What are you looking at? I've never seen a Taoist priest who wants to get married."
After savoring the fragrance of Ren Ruyi's body, Jingting rolled her eyes at Yu Shisan who stuck his head out next to him.
"Hahaha."
There were bursts of snickering from the darkness in the courtyard.
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"What's wrong? I had a fight with your sister Ruyi."
Jingting walked into the inn. Yang Ying was sitting next to the dusty table, hugging herself aggrievedly and huddled on the chair that had just been cleaned.
The little girl didn't cry when the enemy made things difficult for her. She didn't cry when she entered a dirty house full of dust. She didn't cry when she was slapped. When she heard Jingting's voice, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and tears of grievance flowed down her face. .
"Woo... Wuwu... Master... Wu~"
"You are already great. Your sister Ruyi didn't do it on purpose. Master apologizes on her behalf."
Jingting walked to Yang Ying. The little girl hugged his waist tightly and rested her head on his belly.
Jingting reached out and rubbed it gently.
"I know...wu~"
"Master! You don't even know! How much that Shen Tuchi has gone too far!"
Tired of crying, Yang Ying began to describe everything that had just happened in the government with bared teeth and claws. Her fierce expression made her want to tear up the air in front of her as if it were Shen Tuchi.
"He wanted to see my credentials as Dawu, and he also taunted us with his words. He also arranged such a shabby house. When he came in just now, there were mice in the room!"
Jingting smiled and said nothing, pulled a chair and sat next to Yang Ying. The little girl was still pouting.
"Just now I wanted Brother Thirteen to teach the officer and soldier who was leading the way, but Sister Ruyi wouldn't let me."
"Then master, go and kill Shen Tuchi now to vent your anger?" Jingting said with a smile.
"No, that Shentu Chi's martial arts seems to be quite high, and there are many officers and soldiers in that government office. Master is still injured, so don't go."
Hearing that Jingting was going to kill Shen Tuchi, Yang Ying hugged Jingting's arm tightly.
Jingting was stunned for a moment.
The little girl was not worried about whether Shen Tuchi's death would have any impact on the mission. She was worried first about his safety.
"Don't worry, the master won't go."
Jingting patted the back of Yang Ying's hand: "You know, before we went down the mountain, the master had been giving porridge and practicing medicine in a village at the foot of the mountain. There was a small porridge shed with air leakage from all sides. Many refugees would choose to live in it."
"I heard from Brother Yuanzhou that you also took him there to treat his injuries." Yang Ying nodded.
"Tianmenguan is very cold, and summer is better. When autumn comes, around this time, it gets colder day by day. Many refugees have no place to go, so they will find a straw in the porridge shack to deal with it all night. But when it comes In winter, someone would freeze to death every few days, so I would dig a hole and bury them together with the straw mats on them."
"Will master recite the rebirth mantra for them?"
"I recited it once when I was a child, but my senior brother stopped me. At that time, my senior brother told me that they didn't want to die."
Yang Ying stopped talking. The little girl lowered her head, clenching and unclenching her fists, and so on.
"Now, this place looks much more pleasing to the eye. Although there were occasional contacts along the way, for your safety, the mission still protected you very well. In fact, you should go out, take a good look at the people in the city, and serve as the king. No one is more noble than them. Only by thinking about what the people think, being anxious about the needs of the people, and wishing for what the people want can you be a truly good king."
Jingting's voice was soft and peaceful, slowly penetrating into Yang Ying's heart.
"Master, you know a lot, my disciple has taken note of it." Yang Ying nodded.
"These principles were also told to me by my master. When he was young, he also taught a man named... some kind of Lie Emperor."
Do, do, do.
The knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two, and Yu Shisan's voice sounded outside.
"Your Highness, Your Highness."
Yang Ying stood up and opened the door.
"Your Highness, the rich people in the city are going to host a banquet to entertain the envoys. Do you want to go, Your Highness?"
Yu Shisan put on a new outfit, which was still white but looked like a peacock in full bloom.
"I won't..." Yang Ying's words of rejection came to her lips, and she suddenly remembered that Jingting said she wanted to go out more often, so she changed her words: "Get ready, I will attend the banquet."
"Master, let's go too."
Yang Ying turned to look at Jingting.
"Pindao is a cultivator. To him, the fine dining at the banquet and the simple meals are no different, so he won't go." Jingting waved his hand.
"Sun Lang wants to check the surroundings. Lao Qian wants to stay with the mission and guard the gold. I will accompany your highness." Yu Shisan looked very interested.
"good."
Yang Ying nodded, packed up, followed Shisan and Du Changshi, and left the post house with everyone in the mission.
Soon, Qian Zhao and Jingting were the only two people left in the entire station.
"Taoist Priest, on the way to the government office today, I found many refugees in Xucheng, gathered in a hut on the corner not far from the government office. I took a cursory glance and saw that someone inside seemed to be suffering from malaria."
As soon as Jingting walked into the courtyard, Qian Zhao came to greet him.
"This malaria is not a trivial matter, old Qian, do you see clearly?"
"It's just a cursory glance. It's just that I can't leave because I have to leave the envoy behind, so I have to ask the Taoist priest to take a look."
Qian Zhao bowed slightly, expressionless.
"Okay, but Pindao has been shopping for a long time today and is feeling a little tired. Why don't Pindao take over for you and stay with the mission? You can make a trip."
The courtyard of the post house is huge, but the atmosphere is solid and suffocating.
"Old Qian, do you know that most of the 50,000 soldiers of Wu State were killed in the battle, and three cities were lost in a row? How many beggars have been added to this land?"
"have no idea."
"There are so many that nothing can escape their eyes."
Jingting stood up and stared at Qian Zhao: "You saw that Ruyi and Zhu Yiwei met, right?"
"On the day you woke up for the dinner, I saw her dancing the Hu Xuan Dance, and only Anguo people don't eat dogwood. After that, I followed her."
Qian Zhao was very magnanimous. He looked into Jingting's eyes without flinching: "I know that even if you are injured, I will never be your opponent, so~ are you going to kill me?"
