The domestic guard is a little sweet

Everyone exclaimed for a while, and the people next to him hurriedly helped the young man upright, and the enthusiastic aunt hurriedly said: "Young man, don't be afraid, there will definitely be life-saving medicine powder here, hurry up and take your father to the next door." Get the medicine in the shed."

The young man's eyes turned red instantly, he knelt down towards the porridge shed, knocked his head three times, weeping uncontrollably.

"Thank you...thank you! Great kindness and great virtue, I won't forget it when I got a small student"

Aunt Wang was wearing an apron, carrying a heavy iron spoon, smiling all over her face.

"Go quickly, if there is no place to eat, you can go to Aunt Wang to get porridge for your father, it will be fine, and the epidemic will pass."

The young man's eyes were full of tears, he gritted his teeth and kowtowed heavily, then let go of his feet and ran outside, taking his father to the small shed for treatment.

For three days in a row, everyone in the palace was busy in the porridge shed outside, and the symptoms of those seriously ill patients were relieved after receiving penicillin. Only a very small number of people were allergic to penicillin, and the ancient people had never used antibiotics. There is no drug resistance, and the effect is exceptionally good. More and more patients have relieved their symptoms.

All the refugees are very grateful to Lord Rui for his generosity.

When the epidemic inside and outside the city was basically brought under control, the royal family and nobles of the big families in Beijing also sent people out to set up porridge sheds to distribute medicine and medicine. Those who can stand up at this moment are also kind-hearted, but more for the sake of Gain a good reputation.

The situation outside the city was basically under control. Zhao Jin's body was really exhausted, and he had lost a lot of weight after tossing around in the past few days. The man gently helped onto the carriage.

"Master, you still have to take good care of yourself."

Zhao Jin smiled, leaning most of his body's strength on An Shier's thick chest, and his voice was a little relaxed.

"I'm fine, but you have suffered a great crime this time, and your body is also in short supply. When you go back, let the doctor take your pulse and make some nourishing meals for you."

The faint ambergris made An Twelve intoxicated, his black eyes showed affection that no one noticed behind Zhao Jin, the throbbing in his heart gradually became bigger, An Twelve pursed his lips, raised his arms, Hugging Zhao Jin vaguely, his voice was low and pleasant.

"Listen to the master."

Zhao Jin stretched out his jade-like fingers to play with Dark Twelve's callused palm fingers. Hearing that the other party was so obedient, he wanted to make fun of him, but suddenly the carriage shook violently, and Zhao Jin rushed forward due to inertia.

An Twelve's arms were strong, and he hugged the man in his arms, which prevented Zhao Jin from bumping into the surroundings of the carriage. At this moment, An Twelve's face was also a little dark.

Zhao Jin almost fell down at this moment, and he was not in a good mood. He frowned and shouted coldly: "How do you drive? Are there any rules?"

Sun He outside the car window hastily lifted the curtain of the car, and said tensely: "Forgive me, my lord. There are a few little beggars in front of you. They were beaten privately and fell into the middle of the road. That's when they crashed into the carriage."

Guards shouted and cursed from outside the carriage. Zhao Jin waved his hand to get Sun He out of the way. He looked out of the window and saw two emaciated little beggars in front of the carriage fell in the middle of the road, their arms and legs knocked. Broken skin, dripping with blood, these two children.

The older one was about 6 or 4 years old, and the younger one looked only [-] or [-] years old, holding a few buns tightly in his hand, which looked like sand and dust.

The two children were so thin that only their skeletons were left, and their heads seemed extraordinarily big. They didn't care about the bleeding on their elbows, and they swallowed the buns in big mouthfuls. If you eat slowly, the buns in your hand will be taken away.

On the side of the road, a few people dressed as servants were carrying sticks with vicious expressions on their faces.

"Bah, where did you come from, you little filth! Dare to eat the tributes from our Mr. Qian's house, and you are impatient. Today I will break your legs and let you know how powerful you are."

Hearing this, Zhao Jin's frown deepened. He turned his head and gestured towards An Twelve. An Twelve nodded slightly, and took out a silver dime from his body and flicked his fingers.

I saw the silver dime hitting the wrist of the person holding the stick quickly, only to hear the servant groan, and the stick in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Looking in the direction of the carriage in horror, he knelt down with a bang, trembling all over.

"Who is making noise here?"

Zhao Jin leaned lazily on An Shier's body.The curtains were half lifted, revealing that handsome face, the voice was light, but it carried unparalleled nobility and majesty.

Today, he is riding in the carriage of Prince Rui's Mansion, which has the family emblem of Prince Rui's Mansion on it, not to mention the carriage, the light gold embroidery around it is not something everyone can use.

The servants in the capital also gave some winks. Seeing the carriages of the palace, they all knelt down and kowtowed, each of them trembling with fright, they didn't even dare to raise their heads to beg for mercy.

"Wanfu, my lord, it's a slave who doesn't see Mount Tai."

And the two little beggars stared in surprise, looking at the gorgeous frame, and forgot to chew the buns in their mouths, so they could only lean together and tremble.

Zhao Jin didn't want to entangle with them any more, so he raised his head and saw that Sun He, who was under the carriage, ordered lightly: "Buy some food for these two children, and change into warm clothes. .”

Sun He hurriedly stepped forward and called Qian'er: "Yes, the lord is benevolent, and the younger one will do it now."

Zhao Jin gently lowered the curtains, sighed softly, and the carriage started slowly again.

In the past few days, he went back and forth between the outside of the city and the palace, and he has seen a lot of beggars on the street, most of them are due to this epidemic. The adults in the family passed away, leaving only young children, unable to support themselves, Only then did he go to the street to beg, and every time he saw Zhao Jin, he felt uncomfortable.

An Shier's big and strong palm held Zhao Jin's somewhat cold hands.

"If the master is worried, why not send them to the Jingzhong Conservation Hall. They are all boys. In a few years, when they become adults, they will be able to support themselves with labor."

Zhao Jin leaned lazily on An Shier's body, shaking his head slightly.

"Although there are nursery schools in central Beijing, there are more than a few children who have lost their loved ones."

Although he is in the royal class, he is under the pressure of the emperor and the Queen Mother Dong, so he does not dare to do anything out of line. There are countless orphans in such a huge country, and it takes a lot of money to feed these orphans , he is just an ordinary prince, with no real power or so much money in his hands.

The carriage walked back slowly until they returned to the palace to wash up. After dinner, Zhao Jin was still in a bad mood.

Thinking in his mind if there is any way to make money quickly, and at the same time increase some more jobs, making him powerless, these little beggars in the capital who have been orphaned due to the epidemic can have a stable job.

An Shier's strong arms embraced the large wooden barrel half a person's height, and he walked steadily to Zhao Jin's side, and gently placed the wooden barrel at his feet, instantly carrying a strong medicine, and the fragrance overflowed the whole room.

"Master, this is a new prescription prescribed by the imperial physician, saying that soaking your feet is good for your health."

Due to Zhao Jin's poor health and coldness, the imperial doctor specially prepared a decoction for bathing and soaking his feet every day, and he had to soak it for half an hour.

Zhao Jin smelled the strong smell of medicine, and bit his mouth in resistance.

"The taste is too strong. Food supplements are not as good as medicine. I will eat more tomorrow."

"Master's hands and feet are cold at night, soaking it will be beneficial, please soak your feet well, the kitchen sent some pine nuts a few days ago, I will roast chestnuts for you tomorrow."

An Twelve looked at Zhao Jin disapprovingly, sighed, moved a bench and sat beside Zhao Jin, reached out to pick up Zhao Jin's leg, put it on his knee, and gently took off his shoes and socks, revealing his pair of legs. Ru Yuyingbai held her feet in the palm of her hand, and then activated her internal force to slowly open the acupuncture points on Zhao Jin's footsteps and legs.

Zhao Jin's script is ticklish, and under the transmission of internal energy at this moment, the soles of his feet are itchy, he can't help laughing, and looks angrily at Dark Twelve.

"Twelve, I found that you have become more and more courageous recently, hahaha, yo! Take it easy! You dare to bribe your master with delicious food, hahaha"

Dark Twelve was laughed and blamed by Zhao Jin again, so funny that he couldn't help his handsome and serious face, and couldn't help but soften a little, his eyes were full of tenderness that couldn't be melted away.

"Yes, this subordinate is wrong, so I will punish this subordinate to roast more pine nuts for the master tomorrow."

Zhao Jin likes to eat things like nuts. He is impatient to peel the shells by himself. He finds it troublesome. These things are easy to get angry. Drink the medicine obediently.

Zhao Jin got the food he wanted, and knew that these medicines were good for his health, so he stopped cheating.

After dredging the acupoints, Dark Twelve gently placed Zhao Jin's feet in the wooden basin, and kept pressing the acupoints to make the medicine absorb better.

The slightly scalding hot water soaked people, and Zhao Jin, who was covered in warmth, sweated slightly from his forehead. At the moment, he felt a little sleepy all over his body, and suddenly Sun He knocked on the door lightly.

Without lifting his eyelids, Zhao Jin said lazily, "Come in."

Sun He trotted in, but did not dare to raise his head when he saw the scene in the room. He lowered his head and walked quickly to Zhao Jin's side, and said, "My lord, Hong Fei's trial has come out."

Zhao Jin opened his phoenix eyes instantly, and a sharp dark light flashed past.

"Okay, I'm also curious about who it is who has planned and planned for so many years, and planted this nail by my king's side."

Zhao Jin was dressed in a moon-white uniform, and his black hair was tied up with only a hairband due to his preparations. He didn't wear any accessories on his body, but his handsome face and natural nobility made others dare not look directly at him.

He came to the death cell where Hong Fei was held. The beautiful woman in the past now has disheveled hair, is as thin as haggard, with sunken eye sockets, and is now half-crazy due to her addiction to Xiaoyao San.

When Hongfei saw Zhao Jin coming, she flinched in fear at first, and then wanted to pounce like crazy.

"My lord, my lord, are you here to see me? Hehe, are you here to marry me as your princess?"