I'm already dressed like a fool, what's wrong with taking the regent into the bridal chamb

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Feng Junxiao's face, Wen Qingzhi quietly took two steps back.

This person is definitely sick. Sometimes he's angry, sometimes he's sneering. He must be a psychopath.

"What are you hiding from?"

Seeing Wen Qingzhi retreat, Feng Junxiao began to attack, "What have you done wrong to be afraid of me?"

"If saving you is considered a guilty plea, then perhaps I did it."

Wen Qingzhi's neither humble nor arrogant look made Feng Junxiao want to laugh, "Do you regret it?"

Faced with this threatening question, Wen Qingzhi didn't want to answer at all.

She said, "I went to the small mountain village today. As soon as I arrived there, Zhang Ye pulled me over. Many things have not been done."

"If you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave. I have other matters to attend to."

"Don't want to see the king?"

"..."

Wen Qingzhi looked up in surprise, with confusion in her eyes.

What the hell is he talking about?

"get out!"

Feng Junxiao waved his hand, but forgot about the injuries on his body and broke out in cold sweat due to the pain.

Seeing his forbearing look, Wen Qingzhi kindly reminded him, "It's better for you not to move around for a while, as it won't be conducive to the recovery of your wound. I'll have someone come to change your dressing every day. If you want to eat anything, have Zhang Ye tell Sister Li. You can also ask our own chef to come and cook it."

Wen Qingzhi retreated distantly, and when she reached the door, she turned away.

Looking at Wen Qingzhi's straight back, Feng Junxiao was angry and amused, calling her a heartless little thing.

After leaving the yard where Feng Yunxiao and the others were, Wen Qingzhi asked Zhang Ye to take her to the small mountain village. When she arrived, it was already afternoon.

When she went in, she found that men and women were queuing in two rows, with Wang Yi and Chang Baicao seeing patients in the front.

The two of them carefully examined every person in the small mountain village and then recorded their cases in detail.

Afraid that Wen Qingzhi wouldn't understand, Chang Baicao wrote every stroke carefully, like a child.

There should be people who have finished watching the show sitting on stools next to them, and the women are cutting the materials she brought, apparently to make clothes.

"The girl is here?"

Someone turned around and saw Wen Qingzhi coming in, smiling happily.

Then everyone turned around and saw Wen Qingzhi, and they were so happy that they wanted to gather around her.

"Please ask the doctor carefully. I'm not here just today. There are plenty of opportunities."

Without putting on airs, he walked up to the woman cutting cloth, saw a few little kids sitting beside her, and took out two pieces of malt sugar from his arms and gave them to them.

Chunyu prepared this candy for her. She said that her daughter had lived through such hard times for so long. From now on, she should put two candies in her mouth every day to sweeten her stomach and make up for the sweet days she had missed.

"Thank you girl!"

The children were timid and didn't dare to come back or answer the call. They simply hid in their mother's arms and looked at Wen Qingzhi cautiously.

"You're welcome."

She sat down and looked around. "Have you distributed everything?"

"Yeah! We're done!"

The young woman had a bright smile on her face. "Thanks to you, girl. Otherwise... we wouldn't know what to do in the coming winter."

Yes, winter is coming soon.

From what Feng Junxiao said, he was only responsible for providing these people with shelter. As for how they survived, it was not his business.

"Then I'll have someone send some cotton so I can make some warm new clothes for the children."

When they heard about the new clothes, the two children's eyes lit up and whispered, "Pretty sister, are there really new clothes?"

Beautiful...sister?

"Don't talk nonsense, call me girl!"

The child's mother scolded, and the child quickly followed and called Wen Qingzhi "girl".

She hummed and fell into deep thought again.

Winter is approaching, and even if she finds a way to buy land, she won't be able to plant this year.

What to do?

"Girl, what are you thinking about? You seem a little unhappy."

someone asked.

Wen Qingzhi glanced at her and shook her head, "Nothing, just some trivial matters."

She looked around and saw many half-grown children playing, and they were all very knowledgeable.

They have trouble even surviving, how can they study?

"The children are old enough to read."

She blurted out something out of the blue, causing the people beside her to lower their heads in shame.

"It's time to study. We... don't have the ability."

Wen Qing has always been cruel, but she is always more tolerant towards children.

She said, "After a while, when I'm settled here, I'll ask my husband to come over and teach the children to read."

"!!!"

The originally depressed people raised their heads and looked at Wen Qingzai as if she were their savior. Soon, their eyes were filled with tears.

"girl……"

A group of old men, trembling on their crutches, came to Wen Qingzhi and slowly knelt down. "Miss, you are truly a living Bodhisattva. How many good deeds did we do in our past lives to be able to meet you in this life!"

"We will never forget your kindness. We will work like a slave for you in the future and will definitely repay you!"

Wen Qingzhi didn't like this kind of scene and didn't enjoy it.

She asked Chunyu to help everyone up, then stood up and said, "Not just the children, but everyone in this small village needs to learn to read and write. For you, my requirements are not so strict. You just need to be able to read and write."

"I know that it's difficult for you to continue studying at your age, but for you, studying is another way to survive."

She said loudly, "Now, only my widowed sister-in-law, my young nephew, and I are left in the Marquis Zhenguo Mansion. Now, I have you. You are my family!"

"Since you are my family, I will not let you live like this again."

Her sonorous voice entered their ears and was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

"I have no one to rely on, I hope you can be my support."

She said seriously, "I will ask the teacher to teach you how to read and write. In the future, I will need you to be able to work for me and become the people I trust the most!"

She had led some people before and knew how to be a good leader.

The first thing a good leader needs to do is to be able to paint a big picture!

"I've taken back all the shops that were previously occupied by others. I don't trust others and don't dare to let them manage the business. I hope that one day in the future, you can become someone I can trust, and become my right-hand man!"

Her determined gaze swept over everyone present, and this look deeply moved them.

Those who were once treated as worthless now have people who rely on them. For them, that is the best gift God has given them.