The next morning, Jiang Zhinian got up very early, ate a quick breakfast, and rushed to the soup kitchen outside the city.

She mobilized people from the farm and arranged for them to take turns looking after the pots and the food in the shed at night.

If there is not enough food, more food will be delivered.

The shed is really small and can’t hold too many things, so you have to be cautious.

Prevent strangers from approaching.

Therefore, Jiang Zhinian specially asked Wei Dao to arrange two secret guards to come and keep an eye on everything here.

Jiang Zhinian hurried forward and quietly asked, "Wei Jiu, was there any problem here last night?"

Jiang Zhinian had previously filtered through many possible emergencies in his mind and was fully prepared.

But I'm also afraid that there might be mistakes or omissions.

When it comes to distributing porridge and displaced people, the imperial court is keeping a close eye on everything and will not allow the slightest mistake.

Jiang Zhinian couldn't help but be cautious.

Wei Jiu whispered, "Master, last night I saw some refugees sneaking up on us and trying to steal our rice, but they were stopped when they got close."

Jiang Zhinian suddenly realized that something was wrong and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"What about people?"

"I wanted to take him back for interrogation, but he begged for mercy, saying he was just starving and wanted a bowl of porridge."

"Many refugees also started to clamor for the release of the prisoners, and the patrolling guards came over and asked them to release the prisoners."

"I was worried about affecting my master's reputation, so I let him go."

Jiang Zhinian had a cold expression, and he glanced sharply at the refugees not far away, trying to find anything unusual among them.

"Where is this person now? Can you still see him?"

Wei Jiu shook his head. "This man has fled into the crowd, so I can't see him clearly for now, but as soon as he appears, I will be able to recognize him at a glance."

Jiang Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned closer to the pot, took a closer look, and sniffed.

There is nothing wrong with the rice porridge, but there is a strange smell next to the pot used to make the medicine soup.

No one knew that Jiang Zhinian was good at medicine and was even more sensitive to smells.

As long as it is a medicinal herb, she can smell it out with just a slight sniff.

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"It smells like poison. It's very faint, but it's there."

Wei Jiu's face was horrified, "Is there poison in the pot?"

Jiang Zhinian shook his head and said, "No, that person must have brought poison with him, but he failed."

Jiang Zhinian checked the pot and the herbs to make sure there was nothing wrong.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong for now."

"But you must be fully alert."

"So many people, all lives, nothing can happen."

If this was someone arranged by the Marquis' Mansion, then he was too cruel.

These refugees are ordinary people, but they became refugees because of the snow disaster.

Many of them are elderly people and children.

These are the living people, and many people froze to death in the snow.

Many poor farmers suffer the most.

But in the eyes of some noble families, their lives are not lives at all.

They may even be tools used by others.

Strictly speaking, the current emperor is actually a good emperor.

It’s just that there is fierce competition between the party and the government in the court.

It was the previous emperor who left a mess for the current emperor.

It's quite good that he can govern like this.

In the past, all the hopes of loyal ministers and generals were on Prince Ren De.

When everyone saw the prince, it was as if they saw the hope of Yan State.

But after the prince fell seriously ill, many struggles hidden in the dark surfaced.

The open and covert struggles are fierce.

Some powerful people don't take the lives of ordinary people seriously at all.

They may not even treat ordinary people as human beings.

She remembered that in her previous life, after the crown prince was deposed and placed under house arrest, she was also imprisoned at that time.

At that time, the fourth prince was beginning to emerge in the court.

In order to win over some powerful people, people sometimes act indiscriminately.

I happened to hear the servants discussing that an old lady had run into a nobleman's carriage while crossing the road and was beaten to death on the spot.

Someone even accidentally stepped on a dude's cricket and killed his entire family.

Many things were shocking to her just by listening to them at that time.

But at that time, she couldn't even protect herself, let alone do anything else.

That feeling of powerlessness is just too uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhinian took a deep breath, came back to his senses from his memories, and calmed himself down and said, "Should we keep the rice porridge and medicinal soup we gave out two days ago?"

"They were all kept, and no one was allowed to get close."

Jiang Zhinian nodded.

As if she had thought of something, she whispered to Zheng Daniu, "Go to the manor and pack some herbs and bring them over. The sooner the better."

Seeing his wife's serious expression, Zheng Daniu did not dare to delay and hurried to do it.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jiang Zhinian said, "Clean up and prepare to distribute porridge."

Jiang Zhinian perked up and stared closely at everyone.

There is nothing wrong with serving porridge in the morning.

Soon it was noon.

But suddenly, the refugees not far away started to make noise and riot, and the patrolling people headed over there.

Immediately afterwards, refugees rushed over.

Wei Jiu just happened to see the sneaky figure appearing and stepped forward to grab him.

At this moment, more refugees rushed over and were about to pour whatever they had in their hands into the pot.

Jiang Zhinian quickly reached out to stop him.

But as he tried to stop her, someone rushed over and was about to stab Jiang Zhinian with a dagger in his hand.

"Your medicine is poisonous. You are so cruel that you want to kill us!"

At this moment, a figure appeared faster and kicked the man out hard.

The man flew out like a kite with a broken string. After he fell to the ground, the figure stepped forward and broke his wrist with one foot.

"Crack!"

"what……"

The man screamed out in pain.

Jiang Zhinian's eyes darkened and he breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she was just about to take action.

There was a dagger hidden in his sleeve.

But once she takes action, many things will be easily exposed.

So at that moment, she actually hesitated.

I didn't expect someone to suddenly rush out at such a fast speed.

It feels like I've been staring at this side all the time.

When Jiang Zhinian looked at the figure carefully, his expression changed slightly.

That person is someone close to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His name is Yunlei!

In the previous life, after death, the soul floated out and saw that this person was Yan Jiyou's subordinate.

But why is he here?

Could it be that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also here?

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