Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Xiang Rong hurriedly interjected at this moment, "The emperor has issued a ban, and people who have fled will never be allowed to enter the city, so you don't want to embarrass the Ninth Prince. For everyone, the Ninth Prince has already shouldered a lot. , Moreover, what the Ninth Prince promised to do, he will definitely be able to do, and what the Ninth Prince promised everyone before, he has also done, I hope you can trust the Ninth Prince. "

Most of the refugees were moved when they heard this. When they needed food the most, it was Xuanyuan Ling who extended his hand to them. No one in the entire Tianhan Kingdom had taken care of them. What did they have in front of Xuanyuan Ling? Why is it so noisy? What reason is there to embarrass Xuanyuan Ling?

If Xuanyuan Ling can't hold on any longer, they will still be the ones who suffer.

"As long as everyone believes in me, when the food arrives in two days, everyone will definitely not be hungry!" Xuanyuan Ling also emphasized.

"Ninth Prince, we believe you!" A young man in his twenties or thirties who took the lead said at first.

This man's name is Liu Zhu, and he seems to be quite heroic.

After Liu Zhu finished speaking, there were a lot of voices of agreement behind him.

"Ninth Prince, we believe you!"

"Yes, Ninth Prince, we believe you!"

"Except for the Ninth Prince, we have no one else we can trust!"

As he spoke, the voices became louder and louder.

Although there are people who sneak in, in the end these people are still in the minority, not very many. Most of them are real refugees.

Seeing the voices of people who believed in Xuanyuan Ling, those who deliberately caused trouble knew that they had failed miserably. This refugee would never be instigated by them and rush into the city.

Han Yingxue took another look at Liu Zhu. This person was the first to jump out and said that he believed in Xuanyuan Ling, and he seemed to have a strong appeal among these refugees.

Seeing that the original storm had passed, the refugees who had been gathered together slowly dispersed.

Thinking of so many trivial things happening every day in the east of the city, Xuanyuan Ling patted Xiang Rong on the shoulder and said, "Xiang Rong, I've really worked hard on you these days!"

Xiang Rong shook his head and said, "Master, it's not hard work!"

"Guo Chun and the others are all injured and need to recover for a while. Otherwise, I can help you!"

"Yeah! It's okay, Master, I can handle it by myself!"

"Thank you for your hard work, just tell me if you have anything~"

"Um!"

Xiang Rong felt a little touched in his heart. The master was caring about him... The master looked cold most of the time, but there were also tender moments. That was how he was moved.

Han Yingxue and Xuanyuan Ling both visited the refugees. Look at how these people are doing now.

After all, we don't have enough to eat every day, so everyone's complexion is not very good, and everyone has not washed themselves much, and they are a bit gray.

Xuanyuan Ling came to a wooden shed.

There is a child here that Xuanyuan Ling helped carry to Kyoto for treatment. At this time, he was almost healed and returned to the wooden shed.

In the wooden shed, Liu Zhu held a bowl of gruel in his hand and said to the child's mother, "Aunt Wang, this is the porridge I just received. Please feed it to the second baby quickly."

The person who was called Aunt Wang declined, "No, no, Zhuzi, you can drink this porridge yourself!"