Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Soon Jiang An was the only one left on the steps, sitting with his hands on his cheeks.

Zheng Yan squatted down and leaned over, "Miss, I have some dry food here, do you want to go find Young Master Huo and the others?"

He thought his young lady was afraid of not having lunch, so as soon as the young lady nodded, he would immediately steal his brother's dry food!

Jiang An shook his head and raised two short little fingers, his round face serious, "First mud, An An will have to hire these refugees to work in two days, we can't be too kind to them, what if they are lazy!"

"Second, they gave away all their dry food. What are they going to eat later?"

The teacher said that they would stay here all day and how would they have the energy to work without eating!

"So, An An's dry food should be kept and eaten together with his classmates!"

The result was as expected by Tuanzi.

Just after noon, the yamen runners brought out buckets of hot porridge. The elementary school students stood on low stools with spoons in their hands, and some were distributing pancakes.

They looked at the tasteless porridge and the almost burnt pancakes and gulped their saliva.

It’s strange, the porridge is made from coarse rice, there’s more water than rice grains, and the pancakes are hard, why am I so greedy…

Little Radish Head rubbed his belly and then gave alms without changing his expression.

What a joke! They are here to eat the porridge, they won’t steal it!

The refugees lined up in a long queue. Tuanzi stood on a stool and handed the cakes in his hand to the refugees in front of him.

The delicate and graceful child seemed to be made of white jade. The refugee took it with trembling hands, lowered his eyes to hide his envy, and did not even dare to touch Jiang An's soft hands.

It's not that I'm afraid of power, I just simply don't want such a beautiful doll to get dirty.

He bit the hard biscuit and ate the watery porridge while looking at the snow-white sky above his head.

Why are some people so lucky, but he doesn't even have a home...

It was three hours later when there were no more refugees in front of the porridge shop.

The elementary school students were tired and even hungrier. They sat in groups of three or four on straw mats, their arms as limp as noodles.

Huo Changming turned his head left and right, and at this time he did not forget to look for his sister.

"Where's sister An An?"

"Here it is!"

Tuanzi poked his head out of the county government office and greeted his classmates with a smile.

There were two small fires in the courtyard of the county government office, heating water. The governor, the teacher, and the county magistrate were roasting by the fire. There were many cakes on a cloth bag beside them.

These cakes were given by the black-armored soldiers. They were strong and healthy, so it was no problem for them to eat less at one meal.

Just a few more dolls, how much can you eat!

The master smiled and said, "You must be hungry..."

Huo Changming

The little radish head led by Li Xingsang laughed shyly and a little embarrassed.

The old man did not mention that they were giving food to the refugees, but just asked them to come over and warm themselves by the fire like the elders in the family.

The students picked up branches and strung cakes on them and roasted them in the fire, laughing and making noise, bringing hope to this lifeless place.

Tuanzi held the wooden stick, sniffing the aroma of the baked pancakes in the air and swallowing his saliva.

When it felt like it was almost done, she opened her little mouth and was about to take a bite of the pancake.

Fortunately, Qi Shanyuan and Li Xingsang were quick, one grabbed the stick and the other twisted Tuanzi's head to prevent her from burning her tongue.

Li Xingsang kicked Huo Changming who was eating frantically, and said with a stern face, "You only know how to eat!"

Huo Changming: ...? What happened?

Qi Shanyuan patted An An's head and said, "An An, it's too hot. Eat it later."

Jiang An (very greedy): "Okay..."

The pancakes finally stopped burning, and the noise outside started again.

Tuanzi closed his open little mouth, stared at the pancake with his round eyes, and puffed up his cheeks. Could An An have a bite?

The county magistrate, who was warming himself by the fire, seemed to recognize the voice and stood up with a look of worry and annoyance on his face. "Master Wen, this man is here again!"

Wen Shoushi's face turned cold, and he motioned the county magistrate to go out and hold the line first. "There are the personal soldiers of the prince of Zhenguo outside. He dare not make too much trouble. I will go out later."

"Yes."

Master: "Who is making a scene in front of the county government? Can I help?"

Wen Shoushi first thanked the Master, and then talked about the matter.

A little kid squatted behind them, holding a wooden stick with biscuits on it, and eavesdropped intently.

The people making the noise were wealthy families in the county, with many fields and even more tenants. One of their ancestors was an official of high rank, so they were well-known in several counties near and far.

Originally, the winter wheat seedlings matter was going smoothly under the personal management of Wen Shoushi. The wealthy families had money, and being able to exchange for winter wheat seedlings was a great thing!

Until he arrived in this county, this wealthy family refused to agree to exchange seeds and copper coins for winter wheat seedlings, and even shamelessly said that the money should be paid by the tenants hired by his family.

What he said was that if the tenant cultivated the land and had a good harvest, the owner would reward him. If the owner paid money in exchange for the winter wheat seedlings, he would also have to reward the tenant during the autumn harvest. Wouldn't that mean both sides would lose money?

This big household did not cooperate, and even encouraged big households in nearby counties to

Those big households kept going back on their words.

As the governor, he had run around for several days in person, but in the end it was all in vain. Isn't this a huge joke!

The Master was also filled with anger after hearing this, "How could there be such a unreasonable family!"

"It's a good thing that our ancestors once had officials in our dynasty! It brings shame to our ancestors!"

Jiang An disagreed. She patted the teacher on the back, put her head between the two of them, and analyzed with reason and evidence, "Is it possible that his ancestor was a corrupt official?"

"The top beam is not straight, the bottom beam is not straight... um..."

Li Xingsang blocked Tuanzi's mouth and gave an awkward smile to the Master and the Governor, "Children's words are without restraint...Children's words are without restraint..."

An An glared, was her analysis wrong?!

Seeing that the Master and the Governor were about to leave, Jiang An pushed Li Xingsang's hand away, stood up quickly, and said righteously, "I want to protect the Master and the Governor, in case a fight breaks out!"

But what I was thinking in my heart was: fight, fight!

Huo Changming wiped his mouth and was about to stand up. Jiang An pointed with her little finger. She was obviously the youngest, but it seemed like she was the one taking care of them.

"You just stay here obediently, or I will have to protect you..."

"Watch the fire carefully! If it burns down the county government office, I won't have the money to pay for it!"

Tuanzi ran out with a clatter, leaving behind a cheerful little figure, and shouted as he ran, "Nianniao, come quickly~"

"Zhengyan, go call Zhenglu~"

Let’s go fight, la la la la ~

Li Xingsang turned to look at Qi Shanyuan and Huo Changming, "Is she really going to protect the Master?"

Qi Shanyuan bowed his head tactically. Forgive him for being too young and not very good at lying...

Huo Changming let out a sigh and nodded as a matter of course, "Didn't Sister An An tell you to go and protect the Master?"