The book has no strength, the female supporting role just wants to survive

Ever since Platycodon changed her name to Nanyin, she seemed to have found her own track. Everyone in Nazhe Garden felt much more relieved when they saw that Platycodon was getting better.

According to Xiao Mingxu, later on, Kikyo went to find Xiangyu and talked for a long time. The two of them cried and laughed in the room. When they came out again, they were holding hands as if they were old friends.

The three-day holiday was neither long nor short, but it did allow Jiang Tunan to get enough rest.

"Miss, Mozhuxuan sent someone to say that their boss wants to see you for something."

The words were passed on by Fu Le. Jiang Tunan did not fully accept Fu Le's identity as a so-called "bodyguard". He would only remember that there was such a person by his side when he occasionally saw Fu Le at the gate of his courtyard.

"Chunhua, have you convinced the servants who were originally from the Xiao Mansion?"

Chunhua thought for a while and replied,

"It seems that they were recruited to provide a special guard for the young lady."

"Guard?"

Jiang Tunan looked at the man standing at the door with some hesitation.

“Isn’t this the guard?”

The servant at the door staggered. Who is the gatekeeper? He was a famous hero in the past! If he hadn't fallen into Xiao Mingrui's hands, would he have to be a servant here?

Jiang Tunan didn't notice the change in Menkou's mood, but took Chunhua into the house to change clothes.

"Miss, are you going out?"

When Jiang Tunan left the yard today, he asked something which was somewhat rare.

"I'm going out today, what's wrong?"

After taking it, his face remained normal, but his tone was a little hesitant.

"Miss, please take me with you. There has been some unrest in Kyoto recently."

Jiang Tunan was puzzled. She had just been to Nazhe Garden with her friends and did not see anything uneasy along the way. However, she did not reject the kindness because she thought that since the other party had asked for it, there must be a reason.

"Okay, then you and Chunhua can follow along."

He scratched his head in admiration. He didn't expect Jiang Tunan to be so easy to talk to. It just so happened that he was bored staying at the Xiao Mansion, so it was okay for him to go out for a walk and get some fresh air.

"But may I ask if anything big has happened in Kyoto recently?"

There is no Internet or newspapers here, and the ways to learn about current affairs are limited. Jiang Tunan can only learn some basic news through the most primitive skill - gossip.

"It's like this. There's a famine in Jizhou this year, and there's been little rain this year, so many victims are flocking to Kyoto. A lot of them came yesterday alone, and if the number of these victims increases, there might be chaos."

Jiang Tunan narrowed his eyes. Famine, this is not a necessary plot in the novel. She was just wondering why the holiday passed so slowly. It turned out that the protagonist had started to follow the plot.

"So that's how it is. Then how are all the disaster victims who flooded into Kyoto accommodated?"

I gave in and said helplessly,

"The imperial court has not issued a clear order to resettle the disaster victims yet, and those people have been driven to the south of the city by the officials."

Jiang Tunan then understood that the most prosperous area in Kyoto was in the west, while the southeast was relatively inhabited by poor people. The Mozhuxuan where they were going today was located in the southern part of the outer circle of West Street, which meant that the possibility of encountering disaster victims increased. No wonder he was so convinced that he had to follow.

"So that's how it is. Thank you for your advice, big brother."

Jiang Tunan sincerely apologized, and I felt a little embarrassed by Jiang Tunan.

"You're welcome, miss. Shall we go quickly?"

Because of some emotional ups and downs, the official language that was obeyed was instantly reduced to its original form.

"Your accent...are you...?"

Jiang Tunan just felt that the accent was somewhat familiar.

"Oh, Miss, I'm from Jingzhou, so I may have a bit of an accent, don't mind."

Jiang Tunan's mind was slightly moved.

"I'm convinced, big brother. Imperial Jade Wine?"

"What kind of wine?"

I was totally confused.

"Nothing, I was just talking nonsense."

Jiang Tunan was a little disappointed. His accent was so pure that it made him feel like he was back home.

"Brother, I am also from Jingzhou. I was really moved when I heard your accent."

Jiang Tunan walked and talked while wearing the uniform. He didn't expect that he would be in high spirits after wearing the uniform.

"Really? Then you can speak Jingzhou dialect, right? I haven't met many people from Jingzhou in Kyoto. Let me tell you, many people here say that my Mandarin is not accurate. Listen to what I say, isn't it accurate and ordinary?"

"But it doesn't matter, now that I've met you, Miss, I'm really so happy..."

“I didn’t expect to meet a fellow countryman.”

Admittedly, he couldn't stop talking. Jiang Tunan and Chunhua looked at each other, smiled secretly all the way, and got on the carriage.

Looking at the street scene outside the car, Jiang Tunan found that there were indeed many ragged victims on the street. Their faces and bodies were covered with dirt. Everyone looked a little thin. Some children were crying in their mothers' arms, while the elderly were lying weakly on the ground.

Jiang Tunan suddenly remembered what Hua Bei had said before. It seemed that he had fled all the way to Kyoto from a famine-stricken area. If Hua Bei was not lying, it meant that there had been a famine in Jizhou more than half a month ago.

"Miss, look, there are so many people in front."

Jiang Tunan looked out of the car window and saw a simple shed on the side of the road ahead. There were several large barrels underneath, all emitting steam.

She looked carefully and saw that the person standing in the middle was Su Xiaoxiao.

"Never mind, let's see if we can take a detour."

Chunhua nodded, then left the carriage and talked to the servant who was driving the horse.

"Miss, there are too many people around us now. It's not easy to turn around. We need to wait a while."

An apologetic voice came from outside, Jiang Tunan said it was okay, and the carriage stopped diagonally opposite the shed.

"Miss, why don't we go to the porridge distribution too?"

Chunhua's tone was a little aggrieved. Jiang Tunan looked at Chunhua's wrinkled face with amusement.

"What's the matter? Are you jealous?"

Chunhua hesitated and said,

"Miss, Miss Su Er always targeted you before. Now she is giving out porridge here to gain fame. We can't lose to her."

Jiang Tunan looked at Chunhua with some amusement, but saw a figure through the window behind Chunhua.

"Who is that person?"

Chunhua looked over and found that it was a man in purple clothes. The jade pendant on his waist looked valuable. He was waving a folding fan in one hand and had an intriguing smile on his face. It seemed that he was a show-off like Xiao Mingxu.

But he is not as good-looking as Xiao Mingxu.

Jiang Tunan, who had become a loyal fan of Xiao Mingxu unknowingly, nodded affirmatively to confirm his thoughts. This man was like a low-profile version of Xiao Mingxu, with the same style as Xiao Mingxu. The software was up to par, but the hardware was not good enough.

Chunhua shook her head. She actually knew very little about the people in Kyoto City. Before Jiang Tunan came, she was just a maid who swept the outer courtyard of the Xiao Mansion.

“Miss, that’s Meng Jiahe, the eldest son of the second branch of the Meng family.”

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Jiang Tunan looked at Meng Jiahe who was standing high outside the car window with some curiosity. His eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to Meng Jingchen, but Meng Jingchen's whole face had clear contours and deep eyes that always gave people a cold and unapproachable feeling.

The facial lines of Meng Jiahe are softer, but his frivolous smile somewhat disrupts the balance of this face.

"The second branch of the Meng family? The relationship is so complicated."

During the time at the Xiao Mansion, Jiang Tunan had never seen any elders older than Xiao Huaimin, and Xiao Huaimin did not take concubines, so there was only one lady in the Xiao Mansion, Ji Xinhui. The relationships in the entire Xiao Mansion were simple and clear at a glance.

It seems that there has never been any concubine in the Anguo Mansion, and Ji Lian has only one wife, Madam Ji.

But this is a society where men have three wives and four concubines. Maybe because he had too much contact with people from the Xiao Mansion and the Anguo Mansion, Jiang Tunan almost forgot about this.

A voice came from outside the car to explain.

"The wife of the Duke of Rong gave birth to a son and a daughter, who are now the Minister of Personnel and Concubine Li."

"In addition, Duke Rong also took two concubines. One gave birth to Meng Lian, who is now the wife of the Minister of Revenue. The other is Meng Ze, who is average in ability and currently works as a clerk in his eldest brother's Ministry of Personnel."

"This Meng Jiahe is the eldest son of Meng Ze. He is a playboy and often lingers among women. I heard that he was punished by Duke Rong to go out to cultivate his character some time ago. It seems that he has returned recently."

Jiang Tunan frowned. After listening to the description, it seemed that Meng Jiahe was the kind of playboy who would rapine women.

Not sure, check again.

Meng Jiahe stood at the door of a teahouse, his eyes were directed towards Su Xiaoxiao's porridge stall. He raised his eyebrows with interest.

"What a kind woman, Ah Hua, I feel like my heart is moved."

Meng Jiahe put his hand on his heart and looked at Su Xiaoxiao's clean face in the distance, looking touched.

Ah Hua, the servant of Meng Jiahe, pursed his lips.

"Master, you are moved again. You have been moved more than ten times on the way back. For example, the Nanyin girl who played the pipa was waiting for you to show your support a few days ago."

Meng Jiahe raised his hand to stop Ah Hua from speaking.

"No, this time is different. I am really trapped."

Ah Hua was about to roll his eyes, but then he realized that this was his own master. He was afraid that Meng Jiahe would be unhappy and get angry with him, so he held back.

"She's so cute. I've fallen in love with her, Ahua."

Ahua: Ahua doesn’t want to talk.

"Ugh~"

Jiang Tunan was disgusted and cried out, okay, she didn't know if this guy was a playboy, but there was definitely something wrong with his brain.

"Who?!"

Jiang Tunan's carriage was not far from the entrance of the teahouse, because she could hear Meng Jiahe's voice clearly, and her voice was also heard by Meng Jiahe.

"My sir, I'm sorry to bother you. My young lady is not feeling well."

Chunhua politely apologized to Meng Jiahe at the door of the carriage. The two groups were only a dozen meters apart.

"Your young lady? Who is your young lady? Do I know her? Is she pretty?"

As Meng Jiahe was about to come over to take a look, Ah Hua quickly pulled Meng Jiahe back.

"Master, look, the girl serving porridge is leaving."

Upon hearing that the person he loved was leaving, Meng Jiahe retracted his steps and walked towards Su Xiaoxiao instead.

"Miss, look, we should also give out porridge, so that everyone will have a good impression of you."

Ever since she saw Su Xiaoxiao making things difficult for her own young lady at Yuzhu Tower last time, Chunhua began to dislike this young lady of the Su family.

Previously, when she was chatting with Liu Bi, the maid who cleaned the flower hall, she heard that Su Xiaoxiao had been interested in Xiao Mingli and had given Xiao Mingli a fish. What she didn't expect was that Xiao Mingli actually accepted it!

Xiao Mingli had never accepted gifts from other girls before, and this matter was discussed for a long time among the servants in the Xiao Mansion. Later, when they saw that Su Xiaoxiao did not come again, everyone gradually stopped talking about it.

"You don't want me to give out porridge just because of the change in the Meng family's attitude towards Su Xiaoxiao, do you?"

Jiang Tunan chuckled.

"Look at the Meng family and that pestering person just now, do you think it's a good thing?"

Chunhua didn't understand what Jiang Tunan meant, but from the tone of his voice, she could tell that Jiang Tunan agreed with her idea.

Chunhua lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly. She felt that she was holding Jiang Tunan back.

"Xiao Chunhua, kindness does not need to be compared, and it is not that simple to open a shed to give out porridge."

Jiang Tunan nodded Chunhua's head.

"Let alone the funds needed, we don't have enough manpower."

"We don't know the exact number of disaster victims in Kyoto, and look at these people, each of them has very little meat on their bodies, which means they have been hungry for a while. If there is not enough porridge, those who don't get to eat might feel unwilling, and if there is a commotion, at the very least it will be a street fight, and at the worst..."

Jiang Tunan spoke calmly.

“It was a riot by the victims of the disaster.”

It wasn't that she was indifferent and unwilling to distribute porridge, but that she couldn't afford the responsibility. Besides, the court would not leave the disaster victims alone when they came to Beijing, so it was useless to worry about it, and she should just trust the country.

"So that's how it is. Chunhua is stupid."

Chunhua sat on one side looking pitifully. Fu Le, who was outside the carriage, smiled and looked towards the porridge stall in the distance. The rice porridge in the porridge bucket was almost empty, but more and more people were gathering around.

"You're not stupid, you're just a little naive, which is good. I like simple Chunhua."

Jiang Tunan coaxed Chunhua like a child. Outside the carriage, Fu had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Miss, there are more and more disaster victims here. If we stay here any longer, the situation may be bad. Why don't we go to the teahouse next door to take shelter?"

Jiang Tunan had a bad feeling when he heard the noisy voices outside the car. When he just arrived here, he stopped because there were too many people and it was difficult to turn around. Now there are even more people than before, so he can imagine what it looks like outside.

"Chunhua, let's go."

Jiang Tunan got out of the car without hesitation, and under the protection of Fu Lu and Chunhua, walked to the teahouse where Meng Jiahe had just come out.

The streets were almost completely occupied by disaster victims. At a glance, they were crowded with people. Jiang Tunan also noticed that some of them were not disaster victims but local beggars from Kyoto. Some beggar leaders were snatching porridge bowls from some sick and weak disaster victims in the corner. The scene gradually became chaotic.

Jiang Tunan readily booked a private room upstairs, not for the purpose of drinking tea, but because if a riot really broke out, upstairs would be safer than downstairs. After all, no one knew whether the victims would take advantage of the chaos to rush into the teahouse.

Jiang Tunan sat by the window of the single room and quietly looked at the crowd downstairs. Chunhua and two people in kimono stood beside her, and this scene happened to fall into the eyes of others.

"The girl is so kind, I really admire her."

Meng Jiahe was seen swaying towards Su Xiaxia, revealing a profile that he thought was handsome. However, before Su Xiaoxiao could respond to him, he was pushed to the ground by someone.

"No cutting in line! Get behind me!"

Meng Jiahe:?

"Do I need your porridge?"

The disaster victim muttered while protecting his bowl,

"Then who knows."

Meng Jiahe was just about to ask Ahua to take action when he saw the people around him starting to make a commotion.

"Don't worry, we have everything."

Su Xiaoxiao felt anxious as she watched the crowd gradually become disorderly.

"Miss, we are running out of porridge."

The maid Guo'er spoke anxiously. She thought these disaster victims did not look like they would leave easily.

"Help! Someone is beating someone up!"