The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 544 Refugees Outside Lingkong City

Besides the plaque, there was also a special award for Xiao Ayu: a golden token. The token was inscribed with the words "Effective Parenting," and it was actually a gift directly to Liu.

"Madam Liu, you have raised your child with great skill. Miss Wang Ruyu is sincere and kind, and at such a young age, she is so intelligent and quick-witted. She is truly a rare find and a role model for all the sons of Dachang!" The messenger smiled and handed the gold medal to Madam Liu with both hands, his tone not overtly respectful. "Madam Liu, please accept this."

Liu was flattered and hurriedly handed the child to Ma, then washed her hands twice before respectfully taking the child back.

This award was not only due to Dongyue City's efforts, but also because Old Master Qiu wrote a letter to the emperor, praising the "little miracle doctor" who saved his grandson.

The imperial family didn't care whether the little miracle doctor was real or not, but considering Xiao Ayu's other identity—Qin Huai's fiancée—they were happy to grant the child an extra favor.

At the same time, the same gold medal was sent to the Duke of Yong's mansion.

Lady Yongguo entered the gate with the gold medal, just as Empress Qin arrived at the Duke's mansion. She then gave the gold medal to her.

Empress Qin glanced at the words on the gold plaque, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Effective parenting?

"It's useless, just melt it down." This is made of real gold, a thick piece weighing about half a pound.

Lady Yongguo: "..."

Thinking of the still tense relationship between her daughter and her son-in-law, she didn't say anything, sighed, and took the things away.

Fortunately, Huai'er is still alive, and living such a good and outstanding life. So, the relationship between her daughter and the imperial family will eventually improve.

What will happen in the future is truly unknown.

Time flies like an arrow. A group of children traveled around the land of Dachang, experiencing many local customs and making some friends. They all grew up a lot.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

In the early spring of the twenty-third year of Minghua, on the twentieth day of the first month, we looked towards the outskirts of Linkong City in Beijun.

A group of refugees were gathered on the main road on the outskirts of the city. They were all emaciated, but their eyes shone with a burning light. Some children lay on the ground, and the adults beside them hurriedly called out, "Don't sleep! Don't sleep! We'll be in Lingkong City soon. When we get there, there will be food!"

Someone kept swallowing, their stomach rumbling, and smacked their lips, saying, "I heard that there are no starving people left in the entire Wangbei County, but I don't know if it's true or not. I don't ask for anything now, I just want a bowl of thin porridge to fill my stomach!"

"Don't be afraid. Our magistrate said that long before the drought, the prefect of Wangbei County sent letters to the surrounding brother counties, saying that they were willing to accept refugees, who did not need to register and could return to their hometowns in the future."

"Is the prefect of Wangbei County newly appointed? Is he saying this on purpose to lure us over there, only to refuse us citizenship and send us to the mines to do hard labor, where we won't be released until we die? Ah—"

Before the second person could finish speaking, he was kicked by the other person.

He glared and turned around, raising one foot as if to retaliate, but instead saw a noble young man wearing a crimson round-necked robe and a jade hairpin in his hair.

The young master had already withdrawn his foot, and said with disgust, "I'll spare your life since you're here begging for food and a way to survive. But if I ever hear you spreading such rumors again, I will punish you severely!"

After the man finished speaking, he heard the sound of carriage wheels rolling again. He turned around and saw four carriages slowly approaching.

The third carriage was the tallest, adorned with pale gold tassels and a red beaded tripod, exuding an air of extraordinary nobility.

A disapproving voice came from inside: "Young Master Ning, didn't I tell you not to bully the weak? This isn't Huangsha City!"

After he finished speaking, a young girl lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out. She was wearing a light blue top and bottom, with two swallows embroidered on the hem of her clothes.

Everyone assumed that the person who had spoken was the important person, but unexpectedly, the girl bent down and lifted the curtain higher, and another girl walked out from inside.

The refugees gasped when they saw the girl's appearance.

What a beautiful young lady!

"Is this a fairy descending to earth?" a child who had been on the verge of death suddenly sat up and said.

(End of this chapter)