Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

That's why Qian Jinling ran out to find Qian Jinfeng and took her to hide in her own cellar.

"Those people's skills... don't seem like ordinary people, more like well-trained killers or... soldiers?" Wang Qiuju was unsure and could only express her guess.

Qian Jinfeng stood there in a daze, not moving. She hadn't recovered yet.

For so many years, she always thought that her parents died at the hands of bandits, but now someone told her that those people were coming for her house. They were looking for something and wanted to kill her.

Wang Qiuju shook Qian Jinfeng's cold hand and said, "Okay, I've said everything I need to say. I'm going to go find my Bai Ying."

After she finished speaking, black blood slowly flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Qian Jinfeng was frightened back to her senses, supported the fallen Wang Qiuju, and quickly called Song Paner.

Song Pan'er raised her hand to feel Wang Qiuju's pulse and shook her head at Qian Jinfeng.

The poison was too deep and there was no way to recover.

He must have taken the poison when he just came here and took advantage of Qian Jinfeng's inattention.

Qian Jinfeng looked at Wang Qiuju, who had a smile on her lips, and her eyes were sore.

All in all, Aunt Qiuju can be considered her savior.

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Except for Song Dajiang and his family of three, the rest of the people in Qingshan Village were not accepted by Linjiang County.

Song Dajiang held Qin with one hand and Song Changshou, whose legs were shaking, with the other hand, and followed the refugees into the city.

He Chi allocated a deserted village near the river in the westernmost part of the county to the refugees and distributed three days' worth of food per person.

The village was called Kaojiang Village. Due to its terrain, it was often plundered by bandits. The villagers fled and the village became deserted. However, after some cleaning, it was still habitable.

Three days later they will need to repair walls and roads as a form of work-for-relief, and the county government will no longer provide any subsidies.

The refugees had no complaints about this and were very grateful to be able to settle down in the city.

After walking for so long and going through so much, they are finally able to settle down. They are happier than anyone else.

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Beijing.

Yongan Palace.

Song Fubao was invited to Jin Lingfeng's main courtyard.

Jin Lingfeng asked Song Fubao to come over to arrange a marriage for her.

"I heard that Lord Zhou's only son, Zhou He'an, has not yet married. I think he is a perfect match for you, Fubao."

Song Fubao looked at Song Xiaoshan, who was getting thinner and thinner, and moved his lips.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, the person she had always wanted but couldn't get in her previous life and had to look up to suddenly appeared in her ears again.

But now she no longer cares about Zhou Hean, she likes the person in front of her.

Jin Lingfeng really had no other choice but to win over Zhou Xin, the governor of Jiangnan.

Jiangnan is rich in grain. If he wants to achieve great things, he needs a granary, and Jiangnan is the most suitable place.

He is now just an idle prince and can't do anything openly, so he can only resort to marriage.

The Jin family had long since died out, and the only person he could send to arrange a marriage was Song Fubao.

"I have already made inquiries. Zhou He'an is both talented in literature and martial arts. He is an excellent man. Moreover, he is an only child. You will not be wronged if you marry him." Jin Lingfeng advised earnestly.

Song Fubao felt sour and bitter in his heart.

Zhou He'an is in poor health and is short-lived. Jin Lingfeng even lied to her and said that he is a good man who is both civil and military. It is obvious that he has to breathe three times after walking two steps, otherwise how could he have married Song Pan'er in his previous life?

"Brother Jin, I..." She spoke softly, but she couldn't say the rest of the words. She was so heartbroken.

Jin Lingfeng had already formally proposed marriage to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, but what about me, a man so infatuated with him? Yet, he was pushing me to a short-lived, sickly person.