Chapter 9 — After Reconciliation, I Was Appointed County King

Little by little she is learning how to change, truly learning how to love someone. The carriage left the temple and quickly arrived at the city gate. I was a little tired, leaning against the wall of the car, drowsy, but suddenly a jolt woke me up. The noise from outside came in. "They are refugees." "I heard that the Yellow River broke its dike, the flood caused the common people to lose their homes, many people became refugees, fleeing to the capital." "Don't hurt the people." The conversation of Tu Thanh Hoan and the guards outside was transmitted. I couldn't help but open the car window curtains. Many exiles in ragged clothes surrounded the city gate, asking for alms from the common people in the city. Most of them are old and weak, they are not allowed to enter the city, they can only beg. Looking at their pleading eyes, my heart moved. When the last carriage entered the city, I returned home, I called Tu Thanh Hoan who was about to leave. "There are a few books on water management that my parents left behind in the past. My father used to be a Water Management Officer of the Public Ministry, used to treat the Yellow River, these books are very precious, I hope you will pass them on to the Queen Mother and pass them on to the court. When I came to the funeral, I collected all the water treatment books my father left behind. Tu Thanh Hoan saw a servant carrying out a book chest, froze, then respectfully ordered someone to receive it. Her eyes looked at me even more tenderly. "Thank you." I shook my head, not feeling anything. "If my parents were still alive, perhaps they would also immediately request to treat the water." Compared to that, I only donated a few books, which couldn't help too much. Sending Tu Thanh Hoan away, I closed the door and inventoried the assets in hand. Plan to set up tents to distribute porridge to displaced people. It's both to help those poor people and to bring blessings to our unborn child. A few days later, the porridge tent was set up, the migrants' faces were filled with gratitude, continuously saying thanks to me. I have no intention of praising, nor even the title. But unexpectedly, after only half of the porridge was distributed, Giang So Uyen arrived. She was wearing an official uniform, as if she was going out on official business. When she saw me, her eyes were a bit complicated. "Tac Du, you personally came to deliver porridge, it's so hard." She seemed to recognize me again, and in her eyes, in addition to surprise, there was also an unspeakable appreciation. My eyes were calm: "Just doing my best." If I saw the miserable scene of the exiles, of course I had to take care of it. When my parents were still alive, they taught me that. Giang So Uyen seemed extremely surprised and praised my actions, shaking her head and saying: "You are kind to people, doing better than most people in the capital." She paused for a moment, a clear regret appeared in the bottom of her eyes: "Sorry, you are so good, I didn't know how to appreciate you before." I did not answer. I've heard Giang So Uyen's words of regret a lot, to the point of being very tasteless. Refusing her to look after her, I scooped up a bowl of porridge, walked out of the porridge tent, and took it to the refugee camp. The mother and daughter who usually came to receive porridge a few days ago were not present. I was a little worried and walked a little faster. Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the turning point, the back of my neck suddenly felt a sharp pain. Before my eyes darkened, before I fainted, I vaguely heard a malevolent voice. "It's him, right? I heard the Queen Mother trusts him very much." "Arrest him, then use some punishment, make him obedient, help us go see the Queen Mother." When I woke up, the first thing I did was check my body. The clothes were still intact, there were no traces, the bandits who captured me probably hadn't had time to harm me yet. I breathed a sigh of relief, only now did I have the mindset to observe where I was. An old, dilapidated firewood house with a leaky room.

The cold wind blew making people shiver. Outside the door someone was talking, his voice was both loud and arrogant. "I have seen this man, I will make him obedient, you all go out first." I should have been afraid, but I was stunned. This voice resembles Tu Thanh Hoan. Before I could think carefully, the door was pushed open and a figure entered the room. I looked over, facing an unfamiliar face. The opponent took a few steps closer. My heart panicked, just as I was about to shout at her in a serious voice, my mouth was covered by a hand. I tried my best to struggle, but a familiar voice came to my ear. "Tac Du, don't be afraid, it's me." The person's voice was deliberately kept low, making sure the outside couldn't hear it and had no intention of harming me. I suppressed the panic in my heart, carefully looked at the person coming, and saw a few familiar eyes and eyebrows. I hesitated and said: "Is it General Tu?" Tu Thanh Hoan nodded, letting go of the hand covering my mouth. "I was investigating the assassins who were carrying out the Queen Mother, and discovered this base. Inside were all refugees, the organization was strictly secret, and I couldn't find any clues at the moment." "So I changed my appearance and snuck in, wanting to find the master behind them." She said, unable to help but frown: "Luckily I snuck in, otherwise you would have been caught here." I don't know what will happen."