Li Qinghuan

Chapter 40

The men hurriedly thanked Song Li again, and Song Li chatted with them briefly, only to realize that these were the leaders of the victims, and among the victims in Yuncheng, most of the victims were old, weak, women and children , the few men became the backbone of the crowd.

These men are also quite responsible, and everyone in the shelter now listens to them.

Ji Qing put the credit on Song Li for nothing more than to let him be better accepted by the refugees, and the subsequent arrangements will go much smoother.

They exchanged a few pleasantries, and then went back to do their own business. Song Li walked to the side of the pot and looked at the bubbling porridge in the pot. The porridge was very thick and there was enough rice. Song Li filled a bowl: "It happens that you didn't eat anything in the morning, so let's have a bowl of porridge."

Song Li reached out to take the bowl, but Ji Qing avoided it: "It's hot. Do you have a spoon?"

The latter sentence was addressed to those big men.

A man touched his head: "No, we all drink directly from the bowl."

Ji Qing nodded: "If you don't have any, just put it for a while, let it cool down before drinking, I will take you to see other places."

Song Li nodded: "Okay, by the way, where did the water they drink come from?"

Ji Qing: "Come with me."

The two went out of the house and continued to walk for a while. Ji Qing and Song Li stopped in front of a well: "In the three months after the severe disaster in Yongzhou, many people died and were thrown into the water. , now the river water is no longer clean, we can only dig wells.”

Song Li wondered, "Is one well enough?"

Ji Qing: "There are two wells in one shelter, which is enough."

Song Li nodded: "We have basically settled down here. After a few days, the wood and fodder will arrive, and the local people in Yuncheng can start rebuilding houses and tidying up the wasteland. It is always good to settle down earlier."

Ji Qing nodded: "That's true. If you settle down here in Yuncheng, you count as a family. If you and I, it wouldn't take much time to walk around the fifteen cities of Yongzhou. But if it's Mr. Zhou, you'll have to wait, after all, your age is there It's set."

Song Li: "Thanks for your hard work, Heming, the shelter was built in just two days and accommodated so many refugees."

Ji Qing: "It's not hard work. I actually thought about it on the way here. It just so happened that there were a lot of idle grass and wood in the warehouse in Yuncheng. If it wasn't enough, I bought some more. Mr. Chen sent soldiers to help me. It took me half a day to set up the straw shed without much effort."

Song Li: "But it's still hard work."

Ji Qing: "Okay, it's okay."

Song Li was about to speak again, but was interrupted by the beating of a gong, and an angry voice shouted: "Dinner is ready!"

Song Li turned his head, the distance was too far, and he couldn't see why.

Ji Qing grabbed his shoulders: "Dinner is ready, let's go take a look?"

Song Li's eyes lit up: "Okay."

The two walked closer and saw that the basin was filled with big steamed buns, and the snow-white porridge in several large pots was still bubbling, and those big men in the kitchen were in charge of distributing them.

Song Li and Ji Qing stood behind them and watched quietly. The scene of swarming up and looting as Song Li imagined did not appear. Everyone consciously lined up in a row. , although the situation is still very bad, but everyone has a smile on their faces.

Song Lizheng was fascinated, but Ji Qing said unexpectedly, "Are you hungry?"

Song Li came back to his senses and touched his stomach: "A little bit."

Ji Qing saw his movements and smiled: "Let's go, the porridge should be ready to drink."

Song Li nodded and followed Ji Qing into the house.

Ji Qing picked up the bowl of porridge on the stove, tested the temperature with his hand through the wall of the bowl, and passed it to Song Li when he thought it was ready to drink. Unexpectedly, it just didn't feel hot to the touch, and Song Li almost squirted it out after taking a sip.

Seeing this, Ji Qing quickly reached out to catch the mouthful of porridge that Song Li spit out: "A Li, are you okay? It's my fault. I handed it to you if it didn't feel hot, but I didn't expect it to be hot."

Ji Qing frowned, distressed and blamed himself.

Song Li shook his head: "No...no four."

It's okay to have a big tongue, Ji Qing took three steps in parallel, walked to the door, scooped up a scoop of water from the bucket and handed it to Song Li, Song Li took it, and took a mouthful of cold water in his mouth.

Ji Qing turned around and washed the porridge off his hand with the remaining water, and said again: "Is it better?"

Song Li swallowed the water: "It's much better."

Ji Qing moved closer: "Really? Stick out your tongue and let me see."

As he spoke, he bent down and pinched Song Li's chin with his hands. Song Li was a little dazed by his sudden movement. He was stunned for a moment, then obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

Ji Qing didn't notice his uneasiness, so he checked carefully, and said in a low voice, "Ah Li, there are blisters on the tip of your tongue, it's all my fault, and it will make you suffer again."

Song Li's chin was still pinched by him, and his tongue was still sticking out, so he couldn't answer for a while.

Ji Qing got so close that his breath hit Song Li's neck.Song Li's Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily, and he quietly lowered his eyes to secretly look at Ji Qing...

At this moment, the big man outside the door who was distributing porridge and food pushed open the door. In this situation, the three of them froze in place, and someone outside the door was urging: "Da Mao, hurry up, where are you?" Why are you standing there stupidly?"

The man named Da Mao came back to his senses and said with a smile: "I didn't see anything, you guys...you go on."

After speaking, he rushed into the house with lightning speed, picked up a wooden ladle and ran out quickly.

Ji Qing withdrew his hand in embarrassment, Song Li withdrew his tongue stiffly, and the two stood face to face without saying a word.

After a long while, Song Li murmured: "I don't have anything to do. I don't blame you. Don't blame yourself. I was careless when I drank by myself."

Ji Qing wanted to laugh and blame himself when he heard him talking with his tongue out.

Song Li felt that it didn't matter, and comforted him: "Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days, but sometimes the swearing is weird, it's not a big problem."

Ji Qing forced a smile: "Then I'll make you the dishes you want as compensation for burning your tongue, do you think it's okay?"

Song Li's eyes lit up, and he nodded impatiently: "Okay, it's a deal."

Ji Qing: "It's a deal."

Song Li endured the pain and forcibly straightened his big tongue: "That's how it is, are you going to pick up the food later?"

Ji Qing nodded: "Basically, there will be food arriving these days."

Song Li: "When are you going? I'll be with you."

Ji Qing: "Okay, I can arrive around the evening."

Song Li: "Then it's still early, you accompany me to Canglan County."

Ji Qing nodded: "Okay, if there is no accident, we should be back before noon."

Song Li nodded: "Let's go."

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Canglan County is a small county on the edge of Yuncheng. Before Song Li came, he had heard people say that there was a crazy woman who ran out from Canglan County and said that many people died in the county, and there were many corpses. It was just a rumor. I don't know if it's true or not.

But Song Li felt that it was necessary to take a look. If it was fake, it would be a big problem.

Ji Qing had only been here for two days, and the state government was too busy with the shelter, so naturally he didn't have time to care about such rumors, so he just happened to have time to take a look.

Canglan County is not far away, but the terrain is very high and the terrain is extremely steep. The two left their horses at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain. It took about half an hour to actually reach Canglan County.

Canglan County is not particularly big, and the entire city is built on the mountainside. According to military strategists, it is a place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

As Song Li was walking, Ji Qing suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him, Song Li turned his head: "What's wrong?"

Ji Qing took out a short knife and handed it to him: "I don't feel right, you should hold this knife for self-defense."

Perhaps because of his childhood experience, Ji Qing has an inexplicable keen intuition for danger.

Song Li glanced at the dagger and took it over: "What about you?"

Ji Qing said vaguely: "I'm fine."

Song Li decisively took the short knife: "No, you take it."

Ji Qing: "Be obedient."

Song Li wanted to say more, but Ji Qing said: "Don't talk yet."

As Ji Qing said, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal the sleeves of his inner jacket, pulled hard, and tore off a large piece of cloth, tore it in two, and handed half to Song Li.

Song Li took the cloth and asked in confusion, "What is this for?"

Ji Qing: "Tie this cloth around your face and cover your mouth and nose."

Song Li: "Are you worried about the epidemic?"

Ji Qing: "I have to guard against it."

After going up the mountain, Ji Qing smelled a dangerous smell, which made him feel very uneasy.

Song Li covered his mouth and nose with the cloth: "Let's go, it's okay, go in and have a look first."

Ji Qing nodded: "Okay, be careful in everything."

The two didn't intend to alert the government, so they went to a tailor shop to change into linen clothes when they went to the city.

Song Li hid the Moyu Pixiu and the money he was carrying close to his body, and wrapped the clothes with a piece of rag. After tidying up, he got out from behind the curtain. Ji Qing changed into white coarse clothes and stood Check out at the counter.

Just as Song Li wanted to call Ji Qing, the person standing behind the counter took the lead: "The two gentlemen are dressed in extraordinary clothes. I wonder why you are here in Canglan County?"

Song Li approached: "I..."

Song Li was dragged away by Ji Qing before he finished speaking.

Song Li didn't understand, so he said, "What's the matter? You don't think I'll tell him the truth, do you?"

Ji Qing knocked him on the head: "Of course not, the shopkeeper's hands are not quite right. He is the only one in the shop, so he must be both the shopkeeper and the tailor. Most of the tailor's hands are a little rough, but not too thick. Calluses, that person is different, both hands have very thick calluses, more like weapons such as guns, halberds and sticks trained out, he should still be a master."

Song Li: "Since you are a master, why are you in an unremarkable tailor shop?"

Ji Qing: "Nine times out of ten, it is for someone to make eyeliner. If there is no accident, the rumors are true. Something happened in Canglan County."

Song Li whispered: "Since this is the case, we can't just leave like this. We must stay and investigate clearly."

Ji Qing: "That's exactly what I mean."

Song Li: "I'll stay, you go back and call some people, and continue to resettle the refugees, you can't do without people over there."

Ji Qing resolutely refused: "No, everything over there is almost settled, and all the officials will perform their duties, so I don't need to worry about it. Besides, why do you think I will rest assured to leave you here alone?"

Song Li: "I..."

Ji Qing: "I didn't discuss it with you. Things here are definitely not simple."

Song Li had no choice but to say, "Okay."

Ji Qing's expression suddenly turned cold: "Let's go."

Song Li didn't say a word, followed behind Ji Qing, quickened his pace, and finally ran straight away.

Ji Qing ran and looked back, grabbed Song Li, and dragged him to hide in the alley.