No matter how wise the emperor is, he cannot protect every suffering people.

Although he was in a hurry to go, Qian'er did things within her ability along the way, and spent all the money she brought, buying rice, noodles, and clothes, and distributed them to the refugees.

There is no need to say about children.

In the end, the two sisters were not hungry because they relied on Shui Yijun's help.

As for the children they bought, they were divided into two imperial soldiers and asked them to take them back to the Princess Mansion of Kyoto for resettlement.

Seeing the two sisters like this, Shui Yijun said, "It is important to save people, but we cannot ignore ourselves. There is too much sorrow in the world, and it cannot be saved by personal strength."

"You are just a tough person." The child said, chewing his bread.

"I said I'm not a good person." Shui Yijun poured her a cup of hot water and gently stared at her unsightly eating habits.

At this time, they were resting temporarily in a temple.

The imperial guards set up their own tents. Because there was a temple nearby, they went in to hide from the rain and borrowed some water and made tea with the monks in the temple.

The rain has been falling for several months.

Those who have rest and stop are always not completely interrupted.

The well water is not clean either.

The flood and the plague caused me to get sick after eating unclean rainwater.

The further you go, the more tragic the situation becomes.

Qian'er went out very little, but when she saw these conditions, she could hardly swallow her food and could not sleep at night.

My mental state is a bit poor.

At this time, she sat alone at the door, and the half piece of cake she was pinching in her hand had not taken a bite for a long time.

She stared at the rain that kept falling outside, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her expression was melancholy.

"Look at Qian'er, she is completely stupid." The child whispered to Shui Yijun.

Shui Yijun shook her head slightly: "She was too shocked and her emotions were trapped in and could not be relieved for a while."

"This is because I was kept in the palace and didn't know the sufferings of the world."

"No, this means she has a compassionate heart." Shui Yijun said, "You are your own sisters, please help her. Don't get rid of yourself before you even get to the place."

"I know."

The child approached his sister, squeezed with her, and sighed deliberately, "Sister, I feel so uncomfortable."

Qian'er immediately took back her thoughts and looked at her nervously: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Did you not do it well during the confinement period or have a cold? Don't you drink unclean water or get infected with an epidemic? Didn't I say I asked you to wear a mask?"

This time when they went out, they knew that there was a plague after the floods in the south, so they brought many masks and almost plundered Yunji's masks.

These masks were naturally also written by Yun Dai back then.

Yundai said that these masks are not very effective, but they are better than wearing nothing.

Shui Yijun, who had never seen Yun Dai, admired her concept quite well.

When entering the south, once you encounter refugees, Shui Yijun will ask everyone, every soldier, to wear a mask, cover his mouth and nose, and to drink only hot water to boil.

Such measures have left none of the five thousand soldiers sick so far.

But the mask is not omnipotent after all. During this period, the young child and Qian'er had a close contact with several refugee girls.

When the children said they were uncomfortable, Qian'er couldn't help panic.

The child leaned his head on her shoulder and said in a weak voice: "These days, every meal is full of steamed buns, and the birds fade out of my mouth. I really want to eat some sweet things, but if I can't eat them again, I will die."
Chapter completed!