The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
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Feng Yu Heng turned around and loudly said. "Stay in the manor. Don't go where. Be good."
"Not that!" Xiang Rong spoke anxiously. "I don't want to go out of town. I was just thinking about how people outside the city were all wearing really wet clothes. Even if a shelter was built, and they had food to eat, wearing that type of clothing would still cause them pain! Second brother, it is already a bit late to make clothes. My page still has some of the clothes I wore in the past. They were very clean, and I had sent someone to pick them up. It would be better for us to send our old clothes. Give them to as many people as possible!"
Feng Yu Heng's eyes twinkled. He really ignored this. Xiang Rong's idea was very good. Using old clothes is much more comfortable than making new clothes, and not wasteful. But with just a few people, how many sets of clothes could be taken out?
At this moment, Ren Xi Feng, who had come with Xuan Tian Ge, loudly said from the carriage behind. "How about this! Tian Yu and I will stay with the third young miss to collect clothes. If not enough clothes from our own house, we will go ask for another house. There are so many big houses in the capital. It didn't matter whether it was a master or a servant, as long as they had clean clothes, it would be fine. Without worrying about good or bad, as long as we can collect one train value, we will send one train value. How's it?"
Fung Tian Yu nodded, "This is a good idea." He then waved to Xiang Rong. "Your third young lady, come here."
Xiang Rong happily ran to the back. Xuan Tian Ge then gave them another carriage. Feng Yu Heng saw that everything was going smoothly and quickly encouraged the drivers to leave.
Xuan Tian Ming told him. "The "East and South sides are the places where the most people gather. In comparison, the North and West sides have fewer people. The army had been sent with several imperial healers. Not too much trouble. Refugees are mostly from the South due to the heavier rains in the South, so the number of people coming from there to save themselves from disasters will naturally be more. We're going south first."
A group of carriages went towards the South gate. When they finally stopped, they heard what sounded like the thump of thunder. He scrunched his eyebrows. "Is there thunder?"
Xuan Tian Ming furrowed his brows tightly. "I'm afraid it's not the sound of thunder."
Just as this was being said, another voice came from outside. "Has His Majesty the ninth prince and the county princess arrived?"
They knew that the one who spoke was Wang Zhuo. Wang Chuan walked forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage. They saw Wang Zhuo standing in the rain and loudly saying. "Your Majesty, this is not good. The refugees outside tried to enter. They worked together to break down the gate!"
Wang Zhuo said. "They have been built, but just building a shelter is useless. Their main problem is not having food to eat. Most people have died of starvation. Early in the morning, they reached an agreement and all gathered together to try and bang on the gate."
Xuan Tian Ming angrily shouted. "Bother! Will there be food if they come in here? Did they escape from the disaster or commit a robbery?"
Seeing him furious, Wang Zhuo did not dare to say anything else, afraid that Xuan Tian Ming would give the order to kill everyone in anger.
But in truth, Xuan Tian Ming did not have this kind of thinking. He simply held tightly onto Feng Yu Heng's hand and walked up to the city tower. Behind them, Xuan Tian Ge and Bai Fu Rong followed them. Everyone was in low spirits and a little confused.
When everyone finally reached the top of the city tower, Feng Yu Heng looked down and saw a number of refugees gathered outside the city. There were some who were so sick and hungry that they could not move. They just lie in a puddle of mud. A few people with residual energy ran towards the city gate. There were also children who were crying nonstop. There were also old men and women who were silently praying.
He made a rough estimate that there were at least ten thousand refugees outside.
The hand that Xuan Tian Ming was holding gradually became increasingly cold. Even for him, Feng Yu Heng, faced with a scene like this, he could not help but feel horrified.
Outside the city, the refugees threw their bodies, making a heaven-shaking sound. From time to time, people who are seriously injured will be switched. They repeatedly screamed. "Let us in." It seemed that even the city tower they were in began to shake.
Xuan Tian Ming could feel his emotions and held Feng Yu Heng's hand even tighter. He whispered into his ear. "Don't be afraid. With me here, the world won't fall into chaos."