In ancient times, she gave birth to seven daughters and was divorced by her husband's family.

The handsome middle-aged man threw the silver directly into his arms, a total of twenty taels of silver ingots, and said to the little beggar: "This twenty taels of silver is enough for you to buy a coffin for this old man, and also enough for you to buy yourself some new clothes and some food, enough for you to live for a long time."

"Twenty taels of silver? This is such a good man!"

Everyone lowered their heads and gave Bai Yansong a thumbs up.

Bai Yansong smiled slightly, grinned and left, hiding his achievements and fame.

The thing he lacked the least was money, so using money to help the poor was something he often did in Kyoto.

Although it is difficult to judge whether Bai Yansong is good to his daughter and son.

But it is worth mentioning that he often helped the poor in Kyoto.

The little beggar stared at Bai Yansong blankly, kowtowed to him and said, "Thank you, benefactor."

Bai Yansong nodded.

At this time, someone put a big rock on the roadside, which made him fall down.

He fell to the ground immediately and had a close contact with the corpse.

"Oh my gosh!"

Bai Yansong rubbed his old bones and felt a sharp pain in them. The stench hit him in the face and made him dry heave several times.

Bai Yansong's appearance scared the little beggar so much that he hurried forward and helped Bai Yansong up.

When the people around saw such a kind-hearted man fall, they also rushed forward to help Bai Yansong get up and asked him: "Oh my God... kind-hearted man, please get up quickly."

"Are you okay? Are you okay?"

Bai Yansong coughed twice and was about to curse, after all, he really couldn't stand the smell.

But when he turned his head, he saw that the little beggar's eyes were very helpless and frightened, just like his own son when he was a child.

Bai Chuyao's mother had just died, and he had this kind of look in his eyes when he was with his younger brothers.

Bai Yansong was stunned for a moment and couldn't say anything.

"Oh, I'm fine..."

Bai Yansong struggled to stand up, and the others also helped to put the old beggar's body back to its original place.

The little beggar looked at everyone blankly, then burst into tears again.

It’s over, it’s over. Will there be any problems if they touch the corpse?!

Look, this little beggar is crying again, and everyone is confused for a moment.

Thinking that he must be sad, I didn't think much about it and said to him, "If you need any help in settling down in the future, just come to the city to find us!"

"My last name is Hu. I'm a tailor in the city. I can help you measure two sets of clothes... Although I can't make them for you for free, it's no problem to give you the cost price."

"If you want to buy a house in the city, come and find me, Hongniangzi."

"If you buy something in the city, come to me. My last name is Chai. I make and grind tofu every day at the third shop in Tianshui Lane. If we make too much tofu, we can give you an extra piece..."

"..."

Everyone was talking and saying that they would help the little beggar.

Bai Yansong watched coldly from the side, then smiled and nodded, then turned around and was about to leave Qingzhou.

Well, at least it's a good thing.

I'll go back and tell the emperor. I think he won't be angry that I came here.

Bai Yansong was thinking randomly in his mind, and suddenly coughed twice, and went towards the outside of Qingzhou City.

He specially bought a carriage, a lot of dry food and water, and asked several people from the escort agency to escort him back.

Qingzhou is so big, and now it is fighting with the outside world...we might accidentally encounter the Turks.

What if they came to the city to kill him? Bai Yansong thought about it and finally asked the escort agency to escort him back at a high price.

And you have to prepare.

He looked around and found that it was already night.

By the evening, he felt his body and forehead were very hot, he felt dizzy and kept coughing.

As soon as Bai Yansong got on the carriage, he felt his body swaying and immediately fell beside the carriage.

Several escort agents from the surrounding escort agencies were horrified when they saw this: "Oh my God, what happened to Master Bai?!"

Bai Yansong shivered and said in a daze: "It's cold, so cold..."

Everyone looked at each other in shock and doubt, then covered him with a quilt, wrapped Bai Yansong in it and carried him to the clinic.

"Please stand up straight, Mr. Bai!"

"It's probably nothing serious, just a cold, right?"

"It's a pity that this escort mission may not be completed. If Mr. Bai is in this condition, he will fall apart on the road."

As soon as I arrived at the clinic, I saw a bunch of people busying around inside.

The doctor in the clinic said with a stern look, "Why are there so many patients with colds today? Quick, call out all the apprentices in the clinic and ask them to help treat them!"

"There's a war going on in Qingzhou right now. No one is allowed to go in or out. There aren't many medicinal herbs left... There's only one warehouse for storage! We have to use them sparingly!"

"Remember not to use the medicine you prescribed for them randomly, do you hear me?!"

"Why are all the apprentices out?!"

Several men from the escort agency pulled Bai Yansong and put him on the floor of the clinic.

The tables, stools and stretchers were already full of people, and there was no room left.

They said in a loud voice, "Is there anyone who can come and see our master? Our master has money!"

Hearing the word "rich", the apprentice of the clinic raised his eyes and looked over here.

The next moment, they pouted and said, "What's the use of having money? Go to the back row, go to the back row!"

"We doctors only have this little medicine, and we won't charge you more."

Hearing this, Bai Yansong stretched out his hand in a daze. He felt really uncomfortable and his whole body began to hurt.

Bai Yansong was so cold that he immediately shouted: "I have money, I have money......!"

Although he was confused, he still did not forget to save his own life.

As everyone listened to this, a doctor from a clinic stepped forward and said, "We have agreed in advance that if you see me first, I will charge you three times the consultation fee."

"......ten times!"

Bai Yansong squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"Hehe~Okay!"

The doctor at the clinic immediately started to examine the patient.

As soon as he put his hand on Bai Yansong's arm to feel his pulse, the doctor frowned and said in surprise: "Hey, why does it feel similar to the pulses of the previous few people, all like this... Do you have a cold too?"

"Is the weather very cold today? Why is there so much wind and chill?"

It always feels a little weird... he muttered.

Suddenly, an old doctor from the clinic came running over and said solemnly, "How many people came to the clinic tonight?"

"A total of 31 people came here, 30 of them had colds, and one had diarrhea!"

Hearing this, the old doctor in the clinic was shocked, exclaimed, and hurriedly said to them.

"Hurry up and find mugwort!"

"After you find the mugwort, cut off your clothes! Use the mugwort to fumigate the cloth and cover your mouth and nose! Quick!"