Hao Guangming couldn't help but be surprised after hearing Zhu Yurao's words. He didn't expect Zhu Yurao to be able to overcome the fear caused by the encounter just now so quickly.

Then he felt a little distressed.

This is his wife after all.

So he said: "Even if you want to go back, you can rest for a day and a half. You can use this time to take a shower and change clothes."

Zhu Aao said: "I also like the quietness and peace here, and there are so many fun, delicious and delicious food.

But I know that if I enjoy myself here for one more day, the people of Ming Dynasty will suffer for one more day or even longer.

Since God has given me such an adventure, and my father has entrusted me with the important task of reviving the Ming Dynasty, I cannot let it down!"

At the end of the sentence, the young princess' tone became very firm and decisive.

Hao Guangming put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he saw such a shocking apocalyptic scene with his own eyes and had the ability to change the apocalypse, it would be difficult to enjoy it alone with peace of mind.

He didn't try to persuade her any more and sighed: "Then you should be more careful this time."

Zhu Yasuo nodded, "I understand."

After saying that, Zhu Aelao came to the west room again, opened the cabinet door, got into it, and disappeared.

Looking at Zhu Yasuo's unscrupulous actions, Hao Guangming vaguely felt that compared to the failed assassination, this time seeing the shocking and miserable refugees in the late Ming Dynasty made this girl transform again.

This made him secretly sigh that young people are really capable of learning and making progress.

Therefore, he has to work harder and not let his wife compete with him in the future.

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Zhu Yuluo appeared again outside the capital of Ming Dynasty.

Walking all the way to the city gate, she still saw many miserable scenes that she could not bear to see, but this time she was mentally prepared enough and did not stop because of it.

When she arrived outside Guangning Gate, she happened to see someone leading a group of intruders pulling several wheelbarrows out.

When the refugees outside Guangning Gate saw it, they immediately gathered around.

Someone shouted happily: "Porridge is served! Mr. Li is serving porridge again!"

The jet-black refugees staggered over, their eyes gleaming.

The light is still green, but it also carries joy and hope.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Yuyao felt better inexplicably.

After all, there were still people in the Chuang army who knew how to distribute porridge to help refugees. It would be too sad if there was no such person in the Chuang army and her father was defeated by such a bandit army.

Noticing that the refugees were shouting "Mr. Li" again, Zhu Yuyao immediately found a slightly higher breakthrough to look out, and sure enough she saw a handsome young man with two beards in the invading army.

She had seen this man during the stabbing, and to no one's surprise, he must be Li Yan.

After all, there is really no one else in the army who can be called a young master.

Zhu Yuyao originally came to see Li Yan, but now that she saw someone who looked like Li Yan, she naturally wanted to take a look.

Just as Hao Guangming said, she wanted to see if Li Yan was worth the risk as a person.

I saw Li Yan assigned a team of elite intruders to supervise the queues of refugees and maintain order, and also commanded a team of young men to set up pots and cook porridge.

There were hundreds of elite troops and young men in total, and tens of thousands of refugees. However, under Li Yan's arrangements, order was quickly restored, and the porridge service began in an orderly manner.

When cooked over high heat, the aroma of the porridge spreads quickly.

The refugees in line were like chicks stretching their necks to be fed, swallowing saliva in anticipation.

For them, what is being boiled on the big fire or in the iron pot is not porridge, but hope.

Seeing that the porridge was almost ready, Li Yan mobilized his manpower to sort out the old, weak, women and children from more than a dozen long queues, put them in another queue, and put the porridge first.

Some adult refugees who had lost their families long ago were obviously dissatisfied and made a slight commotion, but no one dared to cause trouble under the sword of the elite intruders.

After the porridge preparation had begun, Zhu Aona found a woman with gray hair and an unknown age.

I saw that the porridge in this woman's bowl was so clear that I could almost see the figure, and I didn't know how many grains of rice there were.

This made Zhu Yurao's impression of the person suspected of Li Yan even worse - how long can a refugee last after one bowl of such porridge?

When the woman saw Zhu A'ao approaching, she quickly protected the porridge bowl and was about to leave. Zhu A'ao quickly stopped her with her feet and said hurriedly: "Don't be afraid, ma'am. I'm not taking your porridge, I'm just asking you something."

As she said this, Zhu Ailao took out a few bear biscuits from her arms and carefully handed them to the woman.

This was what Zhu Yulao had put in her pocket as dry food, and it was not much.

The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted the biscuit, and then asked: "You can ask whatever you want, girl."

Zhu Yusao was slightly surprised because she heard that the woman's voice was not old, but she didn't expect that she looked like an old woman.

"Do you know the name of Mr. Li who serves the porridge?" Zhu Auao asked the most important question first.

The aunt shook her head, "I didn't know that everyone called him Mr. Li. The day before yesterday, the Dashun government stopped serving porridge, so he brought people to continue serving it.

Although this porridge is very clear, it can still kill us. Mr. Li is a good man."

Zhu Ailao frowned upon hearing this.

This information was completely unable to help him determine that Mr. Li was Li Yan.

At this time, the aunt took a sip of porridge and ate a biscuit. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she continued talking.

"Master Li is a good man. Although his mother-in-law is a bit fierce, she is also a good man. She led people to kill many villains who killed the living and ate their flesh."

Zhu Aao was moved after hearing this and asked, "Is Mr. Li's wife called the Red Lady?"

The woman said: "It seems that someone called her that. She is indeed wearing a bright red cloak. It's pretty and tight."

After hearing this, Zhu Aona basically confirmed that Mr. Li is Li Yan!

"Thank you, ma'am!"

After thanking the woman, Zhu Ayao stepped forward and prepared to approach Li Yan, looking for an opportunity to lead him to a suitable place to talk.

Chuang Jun, who was maintaining order, stopped her and said: "Girl, if you want to get porridge, go and line up. If you don't want to drink porridge, just leave. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Zhu Yuyao said in words she had already thought of: "I am an old friend of your Military Advisor Li, and I have something important to discuss with him."

She thought that after saying this, Chuang Jun would take her to see Li Yan.

Unexpectedly, the Chuangjun looked at her warily and said, "You girl want to hook up with the military advisor, right? Let me tell you, the military advisor is our leader's man!"

ha?

Zhu Aelao was stunned for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that this Chuangjun turned out to be one of the Red Lady's men. It was probably because he saw her beauty that he suspected her intention of getting close to Li Yan.

She said in a dumbfounded way: "I am his relative, separated by generations from him. Moreover, I already have a husband."

"Really?" The Chuangjun scratched his head in embarrassment after hearing this, and then said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the military advisor right now."

Immediately, Zhu Yuyao followed the intruder through the long queue of refugees and approached the place where porridge was cooked and given.

As soon as we got close, there was a commotion all around.

But someone in the porridge shed was arguing with Li Yan.

"Li Yan, Your Majesty has already said that the capital is short of food, and it is necessary to store military rations and no longer provide porridge, but you are secretly putting porridge here. Are you trying to go against His Majesty?"

"Niu Quan, you know that I bought all the food for my porridge myself, why do you use Your Majesty to oppress me?"

"My father was given the important task of being in charge of food and grass matters by His Majesty, and Mr. Niu was also appointed as a steward.

It is true that you bought the grain for porridge, but if everyone followed your example of buying grain for porridge, the grain in the city would only become less and less expensive.

If you do this, aren’t you going to end up ignoring our Dashun Army?!”

"If there is a shortage of food, we should fully control the food and grass in the city, and try to get food shipped from other places as soon as possible. Instead of letting the wine and meat in some people's homes stink and feed the leftovers to the dogs, you have to worry about the food that I and the refugees put in the porridge!"

"Whose wine and meat do you think stink? Whose leftovers are fed to the dogs? Do you dare to name them?"

"Is there anything you dare not say? Your Niu family is the first!"

"Okay, Li Yan, are you slandering my father? Just wait, and I will tell His Majesty about your private purchase of grain and porridge later!"
Chapter completed!