You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

As Changqing and Yu Linglong's backs gradually walked away, their steps seemed so graceful, as if they were out of this world, which made the two women stare in a trance.

Que Zhihe said to Yu Qingxi mysteriously: "Sister Qingxi, do you know? Master Zhang doesn't seem to be as simple as we know him now!"

Que Zhihe kept the question in suspense.

Yu Qingxi's curiosity was aroused by this sentence, and she couldn't help asking: "Oh? Why do you say that?"

Que Zhihe continued, "Last time, many people followed me after they knew that it was Master Zhang who sold me the soap. And among them were two martial arts masters!"

Yu Qingxi was a little nervous when she heard that. She actually forgot what happened at that time. She asked: "What happened next? What happened?"

Que Zhihe replied solemnly, "Later, I heard that a large number of bodies were found in the woods ten miles away, so my father went to check it out himself. He found that more than a dozen warriors had died at the scene, including the two martial masters. And they were all killed with one strike!"

She took a deep breath and continued, "After investigation, it turned out that these people were hired to steal the soap formula. This shows that the power behind Master Zhang is probably not simple."

Yu Qingxi fell into deep thought, complex thoughts flashing in her eyes, and she remained silent for a long time.

On the way back, Chang Qing looked at Yu Linglong who was walking in front of him and said, "Sister Linglong, do you think it's right or wrong for me to be so attached to worldly things?"

Yu Linglong thought for a moment and said, "There is no right or wrong. The cultivation world is just a larger mortal world. If you experience more, you will experience less in the future. That's good~"

"Really?" Chang Qing nodded.

The shop owners on the street decorated their door lintels with gold paint, which aroused Changqing's curiosity.

Yu Linglong explained, "Every year when winter comes, these countries will hold a 'New Year' festival to pray for the winter to pass quickly, spring to come quickly, and everything to go smoothly. This festival will start in a month and last for more than ten days. It is a day of celebration for the whole country."

Chang Qing thought to himself, "This is almost like the Chinese New Year."

He put his hands behind his head and felt a sense of familiarity, because this world had similarities with the one he was familiar with, which made him feel less strange.

Everything went smoothly on the way home without any accidents.

In this way, Chang Qing practiced swordsmanship day after day, fought with Yuan Chuan and Jiao Cang, disassembled and assembled complex models, and practiced at night.

The weather was getting colder and colder, but it seemed to have no effect on Changqing, Yu Linglong and Grandpa Zhao. They did not feel the slightest bit of cold.

In the past month, Changqing's cultivation speed has been faster than ever before.

This was all thanks to the help of the spiritual tea. His cultivation had already reached the late stage of flesh gathering, and in a few days he would be able to break through to the bone strengthening realm.

His basic sword skills have also reached perfection. Recently, when practicing sword skills with Yu Linglong, Yu Linglong discovered that his sword skills have reached the master level.

Chang Qing thought: "I wonder if a master of this age would cause a sensation if he appeared in Xingyang Country."

A month passed in a flash, and Changqing appeared outside Changyang Town with pollen.

Because he had reached the state of flesh restraint, the muscle lines on Changqing's body became smooth, no longer looking fierce, but rather with a sense of calmness.

He looked like a weak book boy at the moment.

Only Chang Qing came this time. Yu Linglong believed that his strength was enough to handle the challenge of the Grand Master level. Even if he couldn't win, he could still escape with his life, so she didn't follow him.

On the main street of Changyang Town, all the shops are decorated with golden paint, making it seem as if the whole town has entered heaven.

People passing by were all wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and walking in a hurry.

When they passed Changqing, they would look at him twice, with sympathy in their eyes.

This made Chang Qing feel a little strange. However, when he looked down and saw his thin linen clothes, he immediately understood the reason.

When they were with Grandpa Zhao and Yu Linglong, they all dressed the same and it didn't seem out of place.

But here, Changqing's dress seemed out of place and he was mistaken for a young scholar from a poor family.

He shook his head helplessly, ignored those gazes, and walked along the street towards Que Mansion.

When passing a corner on the road, Changqing heard a very faint groan.

He walked closer and saw that they were a group of teenagers of the same age as himself. Their clothes were tattered and had big holes in many places.

The cold wind blew into their clothes, their faces were ashen, without a trace of blood, their bodies were blue and stiff, and they could hardly move.

He was breathing out more than breathing in, and was about to die. Changqing couldn't help but frown.

He looked at the bustling street outside the alley, then looked at the poor young men in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a sense of irony in his heart.

But then he sighed softly. This heartbreaking phenomenon existed both in his previous life and here.

In the previous life, the government would provide appropriate housing, food and accommodation, and build relief measures to ensure that people would not freeze to death, but the scene here is completely different. The difference between the two levels is so obvious that Changqing felt a little dazed.

Changqing thought about it and walked towards Que Mansion.

After informing at the gate of Que Mansion, Que Zhihe came out shortly, and following behind him was Yu Qingxi to greet him.

Both looked very warm in clothes made of animal fur.

Seeing Chang Qing wearing thin clothes, they were a little surprised and said hurriedly, "Mr. Zhang, it's very cold outside, come in and talk."

After saying that, they asked someone to prepare clothes for Changqing to wear.

"No thanks, I'm not cold." Chang Qing said

"In addition to our transaction today, there is one more thing I need to ask of you two."

After saying that, he led the two of them to the alley.

Que Zhihe reacted quickly. She saw the teenagers who were about to freeze to death at a glance. She hurriedly ordered the guards to prepare a stove, charcoal, hot water, clothes and other rescue measures.

Yu Qingxi, who was standing aside, watched this scene with his brows furrowed. After a long time, he let out a sigh, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows and realized that Yu Qingxi seemed to know something about the inside story.

He then asked, "Miss Yu seems to know the reason, can you explain it to me?"

He pretended to be asking for advice humbly.

Yu Qingxi looked at Chang Qing and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Well, this matter concerns the royal family of the Li people. This year, the old emperor abdicated due to old age, and the crown prince Li Qinghe ascended the throne. As soon as he ascended the throne, he led his troops northward to attack the northern whole country for no reason."

"Although the entire North is weak, it has united with the two northern countries to form a tri-state alliance, creating a situation of equal strength."

"However, the war lasted too long and affected the people in many areas of the north. Many people were displaced and fled to the south. The relief funds that should have been distributed every year have not been distributed because of the war. Recently, I heard that tens of thousands of refugees have frozen to death in Xingyang!"

After listening to Yu Qingxi’s story.

Chang Qing also sighed: "There is nothing greater than the country, and nothing more important than the people."

"If you can't see the common people, why bother being a monarch? Even if you sit on the throne, how can you keep it for long?"

The criticism and warning in the words are thought-provoking.

When Yu Qingxi heard Chang Qing's words, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

She took Changqing's words deeply to heart, pondered them carefully, and felt that they contained profound principles of being a king.

While talking with Yu Qingxi, Que Zhihe had quickly arranged people and prepared the stove and food.

The group of young men were illuminated by the firelight and the numbness in their bodies gradually faded away. They ate the hot steamed buns, and their faces showed gratitude towards the few people.

Changqing squatted down, looked at the group of teenagers, and thought about how to properly arrange them.

Que Zhihe saw Chang Qing's concerns and said first: "These refugees are not just these. The safest way at the moment is to send them to the mine a few miles away. Although the wages are not high, at least it can solve their food and clothing problems."

"As for these young men," Que Zhihe continued,

"You can arrange for them to be servants in the Que Mansion first. After the winter is over and the school is built, they can study and help in the school. Speaking of this, I also want to thank you, Master Zhang!"

The mischievous look of the past was gone from Que Zhihe's face, and instead it was filled with hope for the future.

After hearing this, Chang Qing let out a long sigh and said:

"Miss Que Zhihe, you have done the most today, and you have allowed me to see the power of women. Who says women are inferior to men? Women should not give way to men. Changqing would like to express his heartfelt thanks to you here!"

After saying this, he bowed solemnly to Que Zhihe.

"Well said!" Yu Qingxi exclaimed.

"What a great saying, 'Who says women are inferior to men? Women should not give way to men'! With these words, we can see that Mr. Zhang has transcended secular concepts." Yu Qingxi's eyes became brighter.

After saying goodbye to the two girls, Changqing walked alone on the street.

When he passed by a shop, he suddenly smelled a familiar smell.