She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

At this moment, the woman hurriedly knelt down before Yao Lizheng, repeatedly thanking him and calling him her benefactor. Seeing this, the other women also pulled their children to kneel down before Yao Lizheng.

Yao Lizheng not only led his men to kill the bandits and restore their homes, but now he is also leaving them food. Isn't he a benefactor?

"Stop kneeling, get up! I did this on the side, just on the side." Yao Lizheng was startled, and a rare look of panic crossed his face.

At this age, this is the first time Yao Lizheng has ever seen so many people kneeling before him, besides his own descendants.

"Aunties, please get up quickly, lest you frighten the child," Banxia said with a smile.

After kowtowing several more times, the women finally stood up, wiping away their tears. Heaven knows what kind of life they had endured for the past two or three months.

Every day, every time they were humiliated, they wished they could die, but for the sake of their children, they had no choice but to endure it.

While they were busy making a fuss here, the bodies had already been piled up over there, and the villagers had even placed the firewood from the village around the bodies.

Yao Dahe had already lit the torches, waiting only for Yao Lizheng's order to burn the corpse.

Seeing this, Banxia took two torches, one in each hand, and approached the women.

"Aunties, do you want to light the fire yourselves? It would be a way to avenge your family and friends." Banxia looked up and asked earnestly.

The women, who had been watching from the sidelines, were stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

But the next second, a boy snatched a torch from Banxia's hand and rushed out.

I'll burn you all!

With the boy's shout, a torch was thrown into the pile of firewood, and flames instantly erupted.

Seeing this, the woman in the lead took the torch from Banxia, ​​thanked her, and resolutely walked into the pile of firewood, lighting another corner.

Seeing this, the other women, emboldened by some unknown source, took torches from the villagers of Yaoli Village, thanked them, and resolutely lit a corner of the firewood pile.

Thus, a huge pile of firewood in the center of the mountain stronghold was completely ignited, and the corpse in the center of the fire was roasted, gradually emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Banxia slightly covered her nose; so this was what cremated corpses smelled like.

She retreated to the back of the crowd and fanned herself frantically many times before Banxia felt much better.

With so many corpses, it would take a while to burn them all, so Yao Lizheng arranged for Yao Dahe to take two people back to the camp to report that everything was safe.

They figured the body would burn all night, so they packed up their belongings and planned to go over there the next morning.

Yao Li was planning to stay overnight, also wanting to keep an eye on the fire, otherwise, if a spark fell on the roof or somewhere else, it would cause a fire.

Seeing that she had finally finished her work, Banxia took out the hemostatic herbs she had picked that morning and used them to bandage some of the injured villagers.

It wasn't that Banxia didn't care, but these people were just too much trouble. After killing the bandits, they searched the whole mountain stronghold for food, and then they were dragging corpses and carrying firewood, keeping themselves very busy.

Of course, most importantly, everyone had only suffered minor injuries, and the bleeding had stopped without the use of hemostatic herbs. Banxia did this simply to clean their wounds to prevent infection.

Meanwhile, in the other camp, Lian Chengmo stood at the exit, peering out and waiting for news.

Although they knew that once the poison was administered, the bandits would be essentially powerless to resist, after all, they were facing over forty men from Yao Li Village.

Instead of being helpless like before, Yao Lizheng and the others should have a much smoother life.

But he was a little worried. Although the little girl was as strong as an adult man and knew some martial arts, she was still a child after all!

However, despite his worries, Lian Chengmo did not regret his decision. Since he planned to take the little girl with him, it would be good for her to gain some experience.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Lian Chengmo finally saw Yao Dahe and his companions, who looked travel-worn. His eyes immediately lit up.

"Brother Dahe, did the trip go smoothly?" Lian Chengmo ran up to Yao Dahe and asked in a deep voice, his tone carrying the air of a superior questioning a subordinate.

"Successfully, we've taken that stronghold without any casualties. It's just that my father and the others are still there to clean up the mess. There are quite a few livestock in the stronghold, and they won't be able to bring them over until dawn tomorrow," Yao Dahe answered instinctively.

After answering, he was also stunned. Looking at the young boy in front of him whose behavior and expression were completely inconsistent, he tugged at his clothes. Why was he so obedient just now?

"Where is Banxia? Is she injured?" Lian Chengmo breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that there was no little girl behind Yao Dahe, he asked again.

"She's alright. My father told her to stay in the back and shoot arrows from the shadows, not to go forward," Yao Dahe said hurriedly, seeing that the young master was concerned about the girl.

He also specifically emphasized that Banxia was not allowed to step forward.

"Thank you for taking care of her." Lian Chengmo finally smiled and cupped his hands in thanks.

"Young master, there's no need to be so polite," Yao Dahe said awkwardly, waving his hand.

He never knew how to respond when talking to these literati and gentlemen.

"In that case, you should all go back and rest. You've all had a hard day." Lian Chengmo withdrew his hand and said to Yao Dahe and the others.

His tone carried a familiar official air, as if he were comforting a former subordinate. Although he wasn't aloof, he still inexplicably exuded a sense of authority.

Despite being ruthless and bloodthirsty military households, Yao Dahe and his men were now obediently following orders, nodding as they returned to their resting places.

After explaining the situation to the villagers, the group went straight to sleep.

Having finally received the news, Lian Chengmo didn't wait any longer. He returned to his small tent, smiled at the few little ones sleeping soundly, and quickly fell asleep next to them.

The next morning, amidst the crowing of roosters, Banxia groggily sat up in bed, stretched, and got out of bed.

I've been here for so long, and tonight was the most comfortable night I've ever slept. There were blankets and a bed, it was absolutely wonderful.

After everything was tidied up last night, Yao Lizheng arranged for people to take turns keeping watch over the fire, while the others rested at the head of the household and the two neighboring houses.

For safety reasons, three or four people usually sleep in one room, but Banxia, ​​the little girl, was an exception and slept in a room by herself.

It is said that this was originally the room of the chieftain's daughter, but the girl could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide on the spot after the village was massacred.

Banxia had no choice but to lament the unfairness of fate, and then happily went to sleep.

This courtyard has always been the residence of the head of the gang. Apart from the two women who serve him, no one else is allowed to enter the courtyard. After the second-in-command took over, he only stayed for one night before being killed.

So the room is still in pretty good condition; at least the blankets and other items are still relatively new.

After getting out of bed, Banxia reluctantly touched the bed, desperately resisting the urge to pack up the bedding and take it with her.