Li Qinghuan

Song Li coughed dryly: "That's right."

Ji Qing smiled: "That's natural."

Song Li lowered his head and said, "I went to Ji Mansion to look for you today."

Ji Qing: "I know, you told me."

Song Li: "It's the Ji Mansion in Yuncheng."

Ji Qing's face instantly became a little ugly: "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Song Li keenly caught the change in Ji Qing's expression, shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that the old man who opened the door at the beginning said that there is no such person as you."

Ji Qing sneered: "It's normal, as long as they didn't embarrass you."

Song Li hesitated and said, "Heming...you..."

Ji Qing: "What?"

Song Li: "Nothing."

Ji Qing: "Just say what you want."

Song Li looked up at him, hesitantly said: "You and the Ji family..."

Ji Qing didn't wait for him to finish asking, and took over the words: "My mother and Ji's family were childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and later married with the help of everyone. At that time, the Ji family and my mother's natal family were impoverished. Jiming started his career in vain and became the richest man in Yuncheng, and then there was me, my mother thought she could just live in peace like this."

"But once a man has money, it's certain that he will go wild. At the beginning, Jiming was restrained. He just spent his days and nights outside. Even if he didn't love my mother enough, he still respected me. When I was seven years old, Jiming brought a When the woman returned home, she didn't look young, but she wasn't old either, like a flower at its most beautiful."

"The woman also brought a child with her, who looked older than me. Jiming told my mother that the woman was originally the concubine of the magistrate of Yu County, but was beaten by the magistrate and his wife. After his son escaped, he saw that they were pitiful, so he took them in for a few days.

"My mother is kind, so I believed what Jiming said. Not only did she not embarrass their mother and child, but she also took good care of them. Later, when I was nine years old, my mother woke up suddenly one night and found that Jiming was not there. So she put on her clothes and got up to look for it, but she couldn't find it anywhere in Ji's mansion. She went to the woman's room with her last hope. Unable to bear the stimulation, he collapsed to the ground, fell ill and passed away more than two years later."

Song Li was stunned when he heard that, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort him.

Ji Qing paused, drank a cup of tea, and continued: "When my mother was still alive, Jim Ming first took Mrs. Wang as his concubine, and Mrs. Wang entered the Ji family's house in a legitimate name and became my aunt. Mrs. Wang and Jiming In order not to let outsiders know about their scandal, my mother's voice and eyes were successively destroyed during the two years of her lingering illness."

Ji Qing paused slightly when he said this, and took a light breath.

"It even cut off the meridians in her hands. My mother can no longer protect me, and Jiming doesn't care much about my son. Wang's sees me as a thorn in his side, and he is afraid that I will rob her of the Ji family's property and make a fuss. This time I wanted to drive me out of the Ji Mansion, but Jiming was my biological father after all, so even if he wanted to drive me away, he couldn't find a suitable reason, so he made things difficult for him, and even treated me like a servant."

"I don't care about these things. I just want to serve my mother by my side. Later, when my mother passed away, Mrs. Wang found an expert from somewhere, and said in front of the guests who came to pay homage to her that I killed my mother. Now Ming also found a legitimate reason to drive me out of the house."

Song Li was worried when he heard it: "You didn't justify?"

Ji Qing shook his head: "If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing to worry about. What's the use of defending?"

Song Li: "Then why don't you expose him in public?"

Ji Qing: "Ji Ming harmed my mother, but he also gave birth to me and raised me. In the end, I left him a bit of a slack. At this point, he and I are settled, and there will be no more entanglements."

Song Li frowned, holding his teacup and saying nothing, but Ji Qing was much calmer than him, with a calm tone and no waves, as if he was telling someone else's story that had nothing to do with him.

A calm appearance that has nothing to do with him, but his face is pale and terrifying.

Song Li looked up at his pale face, and with a soft sound, the cup in his hand was crushed to pieces.Ji Qing came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and quickly took Song Li's hand to examine the small pile of debris on the ground.

Anxiously: "Is it not hurt?"

Song Li shook his head, and Ji Qing checked again carefully to confirm that he was not injured before putting down his hand.

Ji Qing smiled lightly: "I'm not angry at all, why are you angry?"

Song Li: "That family is really nothing."

Ji Qing lowered his eyes: "It's all over."

Song Li: "Ji Luoyan is also that Wang's daughter?"

Ji Qing nodded: "Yes."

Song Li: "That's the daughter of your enemy, you still save her?"

Ji Qing leaned back in his chair, and said lightly, "It's not her fault. My mother was born less than a year after she was bedridden. It was an accident to think about it. Jiming and Wang's wholeheartedly wanted a son and got a daughter." Angry and anxious, she didn't treat her as a human being at all, and handed her over to the midwife to deal with it. The midwife was kind and kept her."

Song Li: "Oh, so that's how it is. If she is not raised by the Wang family, she is not considered Wang's daughter."

Ji Qing was amused by Song Li's words, nodded and said, "That's right, but she went back to the Ji Mansion. After the midwife passed away, she went back to the Ji Mansion. Jim Ming and Wang didn't treat her as a daughter, even It can be said that she was not treated as a human being. Seeing that she was pitiful, I asked Yuan Xi to rescue her."

Song Li: "You are really a good person."

Ji Qing: "It's not her fault. I don't want to blame her. The year I left, the midwife came to see me with her in her arms."

Song Li understood how helpless Ji Qing was at that time, he couldn't imagine.But he could imagine that even a little bit of warmth would be enough for Ji Qing to remember his whole life.

That's why he was willing to look at Ji Luoyan and the Ji family separately.

Besides, Ji Luoyan was still ignorant at the time, and it really wasn't her fault.

Song Li really admired Ji Qing's rationality and calmness.

Seeing that he was silent, Ji Qing asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Li shook his head: "Nothing."

Ji Qing asked again: "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Song Li shook his head again: "Not anymore."

He has exposed enough of Ji Qing's scars today, let's stop here.

Ji Qing: "If you don't have one, go to bed earlier."

Song Li nodded, feeling embarrassed again.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Ji Qing asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Li: "Nothing."

Ji Qing was calm: "Are you going to sleep in the guest room or here?"

Song Li froze in place, silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "Sleep here."

Ji Qing coughed dryly, got up and went to the bed to adjust the bedding: "This bed is quite wide, so I can sleep on it."

Song Li nodded, and replied dryly: "Okay."

Ji Qing: "Then stop staring, it's late at night, come and sleep quickly. A Li, are you sleeping inside or outside?"

Song Li said loudly: "In...inside!"

Ji Qing was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

Song Li shook his head violently: "It's okay, I'm... I, I'm okay!"

After speaking, he walked to the bed stiffly, took off his shoes and socks, and lay on the bed straight, motionless.

Ji Qing asked suspiciously: "A Li, don't you take off your outer robe? If you don't take it off, you should also take off your girdle, it's uncomfortable."

Song Li bounced up without a word, untied his girdle, took off his coat, and lay back straight.

Ji Qing was helpless, and sighed: "A Li, are you puzzled by your hair?"

Song Li sat up again, untied his hairband and lay back down.

Ji Qing took the hair tie from him and put it on the shelf, then covered him with a quilt: "If you feel uncomfortable, I'll go to the guest room."

Song Li: "I'm not uncomfortable."

Does this mean you don't want him to go?

Ji Qing didn't speak any more, and lay down and closed his eyes.

Hearing that there was no movement from the people around him, Song Li quietly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Ji Qing.

Ji Qing had already closed his eyes, his breathing was shallow, quiet and peaceful, Song Li stared at him motionless, and suddenly touched Ji Qing's reddened ears, Song Li felt relieved at once, the embarrassment disappeared in an instant, it turned out that the panic in his heart , He was not the only one from beginning to end.

Song Li closed his eyes contentedly, turned over and soon fell asleep.

……

The next day, the two woke up early.They left the Tongpan mansion before the sky was completely bright.

Song Li and Ji Qing first went to the state office, and after sending Zhou Hongxu away, they went to the refugee shelter in Yuncheng. At this time, most of the people were still asleep, and Song Li dismounted before reaching the gate and walked instead.

Now the people are displaced and have no land to grow.Naturally, it is no longer necessary to work at sunrise. At this time, the adults hold the children and are still soundly asleep.

Song Li stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ji Qing's ear, "How many people can this kind of shelter accommodate?"

Ji Qing pressed his shoulders to make him stand firm, bent down, and said softly: "Each shelter is divided into 24 districts, each district has about a hundred huts, and each hut can accommodate about ten people. There are two such shelters in Yuncheng. The other is in the south of the city. Many refugees are coming here when they hear that there are shelters here, so people from other places should be resettled as soon as possible, otherwise Yuncheng will support It won't be long before things get messy again."

Song Li asked again: "By the way, is the state government supplying the food for these two shelters?"

Ji Qing shook his head: "How can the state government have so much food? I bought the food from various places with my own money."

Song Li was shocked, and said, "How much money do you get this day?"

Ji Qing replied: "Not much, not a big amount."

Song Li was taken aback, how much money is there?After all, he is short-sighted...

As they walked, Song Li pointed to the fire ahead and asked, "What is that? It's already April and we still need to light a fire for warmth?"

Ji Qingdao: "No, that's burnt wormwood to repel mosquitoes. In April, there are many mosquitoes, and the refugees live in a concentrated place. If you don't take precautions, if you catch the disease, it will be more difficult to settle the refugees. More complex."

Song Li nodded: "It makes sense, but is it really useful?"

Ji Qing nodded: "It is more useful than the incense you lighted in the palace, but the smell is not as good as the incense."

Song Li smiled and said, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Ji Qing: "Let's go, I'll show you the kitchen."

Song Li nodded, and followed Ji Qing to the outside of a shabby house. Ji Qing stretched out his hand and opened the door: "There are a few burly men inside who are stirring the pot with spatulas."

Seeing them come in, those strong men grinned and put down their spatulas: "Master Ji!"

Ji Qing nodded, and introduced to several big men: "This is His Royal Highness King Yu, an imperial envoy sent by the imperial court to relieve the disaster. His Royal Highness King Yu asked someone to find the food."

Song Li looked at him in surprise, and Ji Qing smiled and blinked at him.

Song Xin understood and stopped talking.