After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

Xiao Mochen was shocked at first, but then he felt pain after reacting.

Soon there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Yan Qingqing also knew that it was very painful, so she did the injection quickly without raising her head.

But her craftsmanship is not good, her sewing is a bit ugly, and her stitching is uneven.

It took two cups of tea to suture the wound.

Finally, she took a look and saw that even if the wound on Xiao Mochen's arm healed, it would still leave a scar, and the stitches he had sewn were so ugly.

In order to restore her image, she tied a bow for Xiao Mochen.

I was still thinking that this kid could really endure it, so I just kept silent.

When he looked up, he saw that Xiao Mochen still had a white cloth stuffed in his mouth, and Yan Qingqing suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

He quickly took the white cloth from his mouth, then took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and praised: "We Mo Chen are so brave, it hurts so much without even shedding a single tear."

Xiao Mochen always felt that Yan Qingqing did it on purpose, but his aunt's concern for him was definitely not fake.

He could only reply helplessly: "Auntie, how old am I? How can I cry like a child?"

Children in ancient times matured precociously, and could usually marry and have children at the age of 14, and become adults.

Most children are treated as little adults by the age of eleven or twelve.

There are very few people like Li Xiangping who are about to turn 20 and Yan Qingqing treats him as a child.

Yan Qingqing was also helpless about the precociousness of ancient children.

After suturing the wound, Yan Qingqing cleaned him again with strong alcohol, and then sprinkled the golden sore medicine on him to stop it.

Finally, Yan Qingqing re-bandaged Xiao Mochen.

Yan Qingqing's operation seemed unreliable, but it successfully stopped Xiao Mochen's bleeding.

Xiao Mochen glanced at Ruyi on the side and opened his mouth to explain to Yan Qingqing.

Upon seeing this, Yan Qingqing said to Ruyi: "Please pack these things first and take them out.

In addition, Master Mo Chen lost too much blood. You go to the kitchen and watch them stew a soup to replenish energy and blood.

In addition, add some dandelion and Panax notoginseng to prevent the wound from suppurating. "

Ruyi knew that Xiao Mochen had something to say to Yan Qingqing, and Yan Qingqing deliberately wanted to distract her.

After following Yan Qingqing for such a long time, she naturally knew that Xiao Mochen's identity was not simple, so she quickly agreed, packed her things and went out.

After seeing the person leave, Yan Qingqing looked at Xiao Mochen and said, "Okay, now what can I say?"

Xiao Mochen did not answer directly, but asked: "Auntie, do you know what I was doing when I went out this time?"

Yan Qingqing shook her head. Xiao Mochen was often absent from home from time to time. She really didn't know what he was doing.

Xiao Mochen raised a sarcastic smile and said: "I heard that there was a snowstorm in the south, and in order to resettle the victims, my father allocated a batch of military rations.

But based on past experience, this batch of food will probably not reach the hands of the victims.

So I took people to follow along. It would be fine if this batch of food could reach the victims.

If it cannot arrive, this batch of food must not be allowed to disappear without any reason.

Sure enough, before the team escorting the food arrived, they were stopped and silenced by a group of men in black.

They hid the food in a hidden cave.

It was discussed that they would be shipped out when the time was right.

Later, I led my men to surround and suppress that group of people.

I originally wanted to stay alive and find out who was behind the scenes.

But who knew that these people were actually dead soldiers.

I was accidentally injured by one of the dead soldiers. "

Yan Qingqing took a deep breath after hearing this. Xiao Mochen actually did a lot of things after being out for a few days.

That batch of food was life-saving food for the victims, and I didn't know what Xiao Mochen was going to do.

Before Yan Qingqing could ask, Xiao Mochen took the initiative to explain: "Auntie, this batch of food is military ration and cannot be touched.

If the border soldiers have no food, how can they protect the border?

Once the border is lost, the entire Yan Dynasty will be in danger. "

If Xiao Mochen were in court, he would definitely oppose the emperor's order. He believed that this batch of military rations could not be moved under any circumstances.

So Xiao Mochen still wanted to transport this batch of grain to the border.

Yan Qingqing thought for a while and asked: "How much is the batch of grain you intercepted?"

Xiao Mochen replied: "There are more than 20 dans."

Yan Qingqing smiled and replied: "That's just right. I asked you Brother Xiang Ping to buy 20 tons of grain from other places a few days ago, and I am planning to send it to the border."

Xiao Mochen was also shocked when he heard this. How much money does 20 dan cost? I'm afraid my aunt is going to drain the family fortune.

Yan Qingqing didn't care what Xiao Mochen's expression was, and sighed and said: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. What's more, I am a Ming Zhaoshuo man named by the emperor, and I also receive a royal salary. I should share the worries of Dayan."

Xiao Mochen's admiration for Yan Qingqing emerged spontaneously.

He always knew that Yan Qingqing was smart and generous, but he didn't know that she had such a big heart.

Yan Qingqing didn't wait for Xiao Mochen to speak and continued: "In the current situation, we can only change the situation."

Only then did Xiao Mochen come back to his senses, looked at Yan Qingqing and asked, "What does aunt mean?"

Yan Qingqing did not mince words and said directly: "Send the batch of grain I bought to the border, and find a way to donate the batch of grain you intercepted to the victims.

Mo Chen, to tell you the truth, I changed my mind just now when I saw you were injured.

In the past, I always thought, if I hide you well, if you get better in the future, our Li family will naturally get better too.

But I don’t think so now. I want to make myself stronger. I want them to be afraid of you because I am your aunt.

Auntie wants to be your backer. "

Yan Qingqing's words deeply shocked Xiao Mochen. He is a prince, and the emperor's legitimate son. No one except the emperor dares to say that his status is higher than his.

No one even said that they wanted to be his backer. How can I put it this way? My heart was filled to the brim. Anyway, he didn't feel that Yan Qingqing was being arrogant. Instead, he felt that what Yan Qingqing said would come true sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mochen looked at Yan Qingqing and said, "Well, my aunt must not forget this in the future. She must be Mo Chen's backer."

Finally, Xiao Mochen and Yan Qingqing agreed that the 20 tons of grain purchased by Li Xiangping would be donated to the soldiers in the northern border in the name of Ming Zhaoshuo.

Some of the disaster relief grains intercepted by Xiao Mochen were used as porridge for disaster relief outside the city in the name of Yan Qingqing, and some were donated to the disaster-stricken state capital.

However, who will transport this batch of grain to the border still needs to be discussed again.

At the same time, the eldest prince's mansion in the capital was also in chaos.

The eldest prince Xiao Moyan looked at the man in black in front of him and said in disbelief: "What did you say? How could a large amount of food disappear for no reason?

What do the people sent out do and eat? "

The man in black spoke with difficulty and replied: "They are all dead. When we went there, there were only corpses on the ground."

Xiao Moyan sat down on the stool after hearing this. Those dead soldiers were all carefully trained by him at a huge cost. This was reduced by more than half. He might not be able to sleep well in the future.