The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

While the townspeople were discussing the matter, Bai Xiang was sightseeing in Anxinyuan.

The huge house was built, the furniture, rice and other things were all brought in and arranged, and then we were just waiting for people to move in.

Before the official opening, the fat little Jin Duobao had to show off to his friends.

Now he has brought people with him.

Bai Xiang, the two little brothers of the Lin family, their playmates in the village, and Yan Changqing… If the two carriages were full, the little fat boy would have wanted to call all the villagers to come and see.

A large mansion, which looks no different from an ordinary house, with white walls and gray tiles and no extra decorations.

But there is a bed to sleep on and a roof over my head.

For those who have no place to live and have to wander around, this is a safe place.

"This courtyard is divided into several areas by a wall. The front yard is spacious and is used for work and storing tools! I also divided the living area into two large courtyards, one for girls and the other for boys! The back row is made into a dining hall! There is a place to eat, a place to take a shower, and a toilet... In short, everything I can think of is complete!"

Jin Duobao led his friends to stroll around the entire yard and was responsible for narrating the story, looking very excited.

Finally, he turned around with his hands on his hips, his chin raised to the sky, "So, my young master Jin is also reliable in doing things, right?"

The nine-year-old boy has a red silk bun on his head, a royal blue top embroidered with silver thread, silk trousers of the same color, a moon-silver short-sleeved blouse, and black flat-toed shoes. Standing in the sun, he looks like a proud fat peacock.

Bai Xiang giggled and made a big circle with his two little hands in the air, "Brother Duobao, you are reliable, so reliable!"

Other children spoke up enthusiastically, "Duobao Duobao, please show us where we sleep and the dining hall!"

"Hey, the sleeping place is just a big bunk bed, and the canteen is the same as the workshop canteen! Nothing special! Come on, come on! I'll show you around!" The little fat boy got praised, his tail lifted higher, and he continued to show his friends around.

Bai Xiang walked beside Yan Changqing and tugged at his sleeve with her little hand, "Brother Changqing, isn't this great?"

"Yeah, great." Yan Changqing smiled and slowed down his pace with the little girl. "After the Anxinyuan opens, the beggars nearby will have a home. There may be a lot of people, but there are many children around eight or nine years old. It should be no problem for them to help the adults light the fire and take care of the younger children."

"What happens after that?"

"After that, let them learn a craft from a craftsman according to their own interests. A teacher will come every three days to teach them how to read and count. When they have learned a skill and have the ability to support themselves, they can find a job on their own."

"What if they grow up, leave and never come back?"

"If you don't want to come back, then don't come back." Yan Changqing lowered his eyes to look at the little girl, with a faint smile on his face, "Do what you can within your ability. Although not everything may go as planned, we don't do this for any reward, right?"

Bai Xiang's eyes curved and he nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

Yan Changqing followed with curved eyes.

Whatever he wants to do, he must first pay and even sacrifice, not for one person, but for everyone.

His friends are still too young, and they may not be able to think that far or understand that much at the moment, but even if what they are doing now is just on a whim, they are still doing good things.

He was very grateful to them, thankful to have them.

The road ahead is long, and perhaps not everyone can accompany him to the end, but having someone accompany him for a while along the way is enough and worthwhile.

After returning to Yuxi Village from Anxinyuan, the kids were still in high spirits and excitedly discussed what to do next.

The Yan family lived at the end of the village, and Yan Changqing was the last one to return home.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Mr. Jin and Jin Qianlai sitting in the living room. They both had frowns on their brows and looked unhappy.

Seeing Yan Changqing coming back, the Jin family father and son hurriedly stood up, "Young Master Yan!"

"Grandpa Jin, Uncle Jin, please sit down and talk if you have something to say." Yan Changqing exchanged glances with Nanny Du, and Nanny Du immediately withdrew, leaving only three people in the hall.

Knowing Yan Changqing's identity, the Jin family father and son would not easily come to disturb the Yan family unless there was something important.

If they come, something must have happened that they can't solve.

Jin Qianlai took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Yan Changqing, "Young Master, this is an urgent letter from the owner of the Hezhou Winery. He asked his men to deliver it at full speed, saying that many people there have been poisoned after drinking Baixiang Wine. The situation is very serious and people have died! It happened that a senior official in the court passed through Hezhou. When he learned about this, he was furious and ordered an immediate investigation and strict punishment. All the Jin's stores in Hezhou have been sealed. I just received this letter today. Hezhou is at least seven days away from Yuanzhou, which means that the incident happened about seven days ago."

After a pause, he continued, "Please be careful, young master! The Jin Family Winery's brewing technology is very mature, and the brewing process is also very clean. There is no possibility of any problem with the wine that is sent out, not to mention the Baixiang wine!"

The Jin family has lived in Yuxi Village for such a long time that they have become more and more familiar with Taoist Master Jia. Taoist Master Jia once told them that the herb has the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons, and can be used to make health-preserving medicinal wine.

Whether it can cure all poisons is another matter, but judging by the money, Baixiang Wine is definitely not poisonous, and it is even less likely to cause death from poisoning to those who drink it!

But now something happened to Baixiang Liquor, and it just happened to happen that a high-ranking official was passing by.

If it is too coincidental, it is definitely not a coincidence.

Someone attacked the Jin family.

High-ranking officials of the imperial court were involved in the matter, and the Jin family had no power to resist, so they had to seek help from the prince.

The promise to protect the Jin family for three years is still ringing in their ears. Old Man Jin and Jin Qianlai both believe that the prince will not ignore this matter.

"Uncle Jin, do you know who the high-ranking official is?" Yan Changqing quickly read the letter without changing his expression.

Although he is only ten years old, due to the environment he grew up in, he has a kind of indifference that is rare among his peers and even adults, and his every move is calm and composed.

"Yes!" Jin Qianlai was so angry that he wanted to knock his head. He almost forgot about it. "It's not written in the letter, but the guy who delivered the letter said it was the provincial inspector from Changjing! The governor of Hezhou called him Lord Yao!"

Yan Changqing nodded, "Okay, I understand. There is no need to rush to reopen the shop in Hezhou, and there is no need to pay attention to public opinion outside. Other things remain the same. Grandpa Jin and Uncle Jin will go back first. I will never break my promise to you."

After receiving a positive response, Mr. Jin and Jin Qianlai left with peace of mind.

Although the prince did not tell them in detail what he would do, the emperor’s promise is as good as gold, and so is the prince’s.

They trust the prince.

After watching the Jin father and son leave, Yan Changqing got up and went to the study.

Madam Du was standing guard in a corner of the living room and immediately followed, "Your Highness, should we inform the Emperor and His Majesty about this?"

"The other party is coming for me this time, and the Jin family has been caught in the crossfire. I will write a letter to inform my father and mother. How can I call you a backer if I don't use it? The teacher taught me not to be pedantic, but to put my knowledge into practice."

Madam Du: "..." She still couldn't comment on whether Mr. Xu's teaching method was good or bad.

"At most half a month, the fire will burn over here." After entering the study, Yan Changqing spread out paper and pen on the desk. He held the pen and lowered his eyes. Anger was suppressed in his eyes, and his voice was light and indifferent. "They treat human lives as worthless and use human lives as a raft to fight for power. I will not let them off easily!"