The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

Mu Yunchen took Bai Yu and Lu Li, disguised themselves, and rode all the way to the Guanyin Temple.

As expected, many disaster victims and refugees gathered here, and from a distance the place could almost be described as smoky and foul.

When we got closer, we found that the temple was full of complaints.

The Guanyin Temple is actually an abandoned temple. It is completely uninhabitable as it is in a state of continuous deterioration.

What's more, the area occupied is very small, and there are few good bricks and tiles that can protect against wind and rain.

There are so many refugees, how can they all be accommodated?

Furthermore, looking at the way this crowd is gathered, it seems that those who are sick and those who are not sick are mixed together.

The sadness on Mu Yunchen's face finally showed at this moment.

On ordinary days, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who never shows his emotions, cannot bear to see the suffering of the people.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare Li'er."

Not far from the three of them, a white-haired old man collapsed to the ground in a moment.

He coughed up a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm with difficulty, and the child next to him, who was only six or seven years old, was crying.

Mu Yunchen rushed over and helped the old man up. The old man felt hot and weak all over, and he could hardly open his eyes.

It was like a last glimmer of light, and he would not live long.

Bai Yu wanted to reach out and pull the person, but it was too late. How could His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, a wealthy woman, stoop to such a level?

If anything happens to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he would have several heads to chop off.

The Emperor sent him and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to provide disaster relief, and also issued an oral order.

"I leave the prince's safety in your hands. Protect him for me."

The emperor's voice was like thunder, still ringing in his ears, and Bai Yu followed closely.

"Lu Li, come and look at this old man."

Lu Li didn't have time to reply and started taking the old man's pulse.

The children next to him thought he was a bad guy and cried and made a fuss to chase Mu Yunchen away.

The little fist covered with mud punched Mu Yunchen's chest again and again. Bai Yu saw it and quickly carried the man away, shouting "Ancestor" countless times in his heart.

"Little boy, the brothers are good people. This is your grandpa, right? The brothers are here to help you save your grandpa."

Young children are always easy to trust others. The little boy named Li'er blinked his little eyes which were filled with mist.

After listening to Bai Yu's words, he met a kind-hearted person and wiped his tears and snot with his sleeves.

Choking with sobs, he said, "Really, uncle? Can you really help me save grandpa?"

Bai Yu: ...

brother.

Lu Li had been frowning since the moment he took the old man's pulse. After he let go, he took out a silver needle from his pocket and pricked the old man's body several times before stopping.

"How is it?" Mu Yunchen looked at Lu Li who had stopped moving and asked anxiously.

"My Lord, I used silver needles to protect his heart meridian, but this plague seems to be unusual. I still need some time."

"How long will we have to wait?" Mu Yunchen gently put the old man down, took off his cloak and put it on the old man, then stood up and asked.

Lu Li's brows were still furrowed. "The needles I used on the old man can only last for twelve hours at most. After one day, if I still haven't found a prescription..."

Lu Li did not continue speaking, but both of them understood what he meant.

"Thank you."

"Young Master, you're welcome."

Li'er thought that Lu Li had cured his grandfather in this way. He was six or seven years old, but his body was only that of a five or six year old.

With gratitude in his eyes, he thanked the three people: "Thank you, brother and sister, and uncle, Li'er will repay you in the future."

Mu Yunchen felt extremely guilty and hated those corrupt officials and court parasites.

People can fight for power and love money. As the saying goes, a soldier who does not want to be a general is not a good soldier.

We always strive to get ahead, but there are many ways to get ahead. Stepping on the lives of ordinary people to climb up is the most hateful.

Mu Yunchen rubbed Li'er's little head helplessly: "Be obedient, little friend. Brother will find a way to help you."

He will find a way to allow those who are truly suffering to continue living, and to send those who violate moral laws and regulations to hell.

Don't blame him for being ruthless. If you are in the royal family, you can't survive without being ruthless.

What’s more, these are the foundation of the country—the people!

Lu Li stayed in the Guanyin Temple temporarily. She needed to see a few more patients before she could study the abnormalities of this plague in detail.

It's also good to prescribe the right medicine.

Before leaving, Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu passed by a few middle-aged men who were a little stronger.

Only faint discussions could be heard.

"I heard that the imperial court sent high-ranking officials to provide disaster relief. They arrived in the next two days. We are all saved."

These words further spurred Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu's determination, but the next second, the other person's reply was chilling.

Another middle-aged man sighed helplessly: "No matter how high the official is, it's useless. Over the years, the court has sent so many people down."

"The dam construction project was just a sham. The real money has long been taken by the high officials."

As soon as he said this, the people around him quickly covered his mouth and nose: "Da Li, don't say this nonsense. If someone hears you, you may not be able to escape the flood but the government."

Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu looked at each other, and the expressions in their eyes were almost identical.

The government should be a place where officials are the parents of the people and serve them wholeheartedly.

Now it has become the people’s...

"Why did this big brother say that just now? Shouldn't the government support us all?

Why do people say that you can avoid floods but not the government? "

The sudden coming together of Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu made the people who were talking just now suspicious.

He looked Mu Yunchen and Bai Yu up and down, and asked cautiously: "Look at the way you two are dressed. You don't look like you came to Fanyang to escape the disaster. Why are you here?"

"Oh, don't misunderstand me, big brother. We two brothers are here to do business. We took the wrong path and ended up here.

I originally planned to stay overnight in this temple, but I didn’t expect there would be so many refugees here.”

Mu Yunchen made up a lame excuse, but fortunately those people were thinking about the flood.

He couldn't even protect himself, so he wasn't very vigilant.

Mu Yunchen infiltrated the inner circle in this way carelessly.

"Is that so? No wonder your accent doesn't sound like a southern accent."

"Brother, listen to my advice. If you want to do business, go to Xizhou or Jiangnan. Don't come to Fanyang."

Mu Yunchen pretended to be curious and continued to inquire: "Really? Why did you say that, big brother?"

The tall man sighed heavily again, his face full of dissatisfaction with the injustice of the world.

"You don't know, this place is a pit, a good place for the government to make money, and there are floods all year round, and the grain is completely gone. You can't make money by doing business here."

"The shops in Fanyang City have long been monopolized by the government. There is no place for you to stand."

"What? This... the government here is so rampant? Is there no one to control it?"

Bai Yu was filled with righteous indignation, and his anger was almost reaching its peak.

If the laws of the Mu Kingdom were not there to govern him, he would pick up his sword and chop off the heads of those corrupt officials and kick them like balls.

"Didn't the imperial court allocate money for disaster relief? Didn't it send an imperial envoy to provide disaster relief?"

Mu Yunchen tried to find out whether the people sent by the court to provide disaster relief were involved in corruption.

Fortunately, the results are good and the scope of corrupt officials is being eliminated one by one.