Han Yue turned to Lu Niang again, and when he bowed, he was even more solemn, and said loudly: "Love and love are so many and kind, who knows how to love my parents? Although you are not the biological mother of the child, you are greater than your biological mother. The girl of the Lu family, I am the King of Zhao in the Western Palace, so please accept my gift..."

This woman is only in her early twenties, and she is five or six years younger than Han Yue, so Han Yue changed her name to be a sister-in-law and called her a girl.

He suddenly revealed his identity, and suddenly he was shocked by Lu Niang and the old man shouting.

At this moment, someone heard a few urgent inquiries, and someone was worried, "Brother Sun, sister Lu, is there something wrong? Could it be that this guy is not a thing?"

The poorer the people were, the more harmonious the neighbors were. Seven or eight ragged people rushed in, staring at Han Yue fiercely.

Obviously everyone misunderstood and thought Han Yue was going to do something bad. Just now, the old man and Lu Niang screamed, which attracted neighbors to come and help.

Han Yue suddenly laughed and reached out to push the people who rushed in gently. He jumped out of the broken wooden shed and then stepped out.

Knowing that at this time, the old man and Lu Niang in the wooden shed finally reacted. The two of them exclaimed again, and then chased after him in a panic.

Unfortunately, they only saw Han Yue disappearing quickly.

Fortunately, Han Yue's voice suddenly came from the crowded and dilapidated market, and it was a long distance away, bold and smiling:

"How can I have thousands of buildings to shelter all the poor men in the world and be as happy as a mountain without any movement! Ah hahaha, I know how to do it, I know how to do it..."

The laughter rumbling, shocking the market, and countless people quietly emerged from the dilapidated wooden shed, asking each other what was wrong.

The old man was trembling all over, and he felt an indescribable heat gushing out from his chest. He suddenly looked up and saw a ray of sunlight from the narrow gap in the shanty town.

Although the sunlight is weak, it illuminates the blue sky. The blue color makes people feel happy no matter how you look at it.

"God, you finally opened your eyes..."

The old man was crying and knelt on the ground with a thud.

If a person suffers too long, he will feel generous and bright at any moment.

The people in the market looked at each other for a long time, and finally someone carefully approached the old man and asked curiously, "Old Mr. Niu, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?"

"What else can I do?"

"I want to cry!"

The old man knelt on the ground and cried and laughed. His old face was full of joy, but his turbid eyes were blurred by tears.

He looked up hard to look out of the market, wanting to see the young man who was like a mountain. However, the dark and narrow market blocked his gaze, making it impossible for him to see the scenery twenty steps away.

Several people came forward to pull him up, and everyone became even more curious. Two women came to Lu Niang and held her hand and asked in a low voice: "Sister Lu, what's wrong with you and Uncle Niu? Who is that young man? Why are you and Uncle Niu crying..."

It turned out that Lu Niang was also in tears, as if she couldn't wipe it clean no matter how hard she wiped it.

She sobbed and pulled the two women who asked her with both hands, and said happily and bitterly: "We have seen Qingtian, and our Niujiafang Market has seen Qingtian. After suffering for so long, I finally have hope."

She spoke to the old man in a vague manner, and she couldn't tell the reason at all when she was excited. The people present felt that it was unbearable to catch the cat in their hearts, so more and more people gathered here.

...

At this moment, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside. The footsteps were loud and anxious, and it was obvious that many people were running here.

The people subconsciously looked up and were shocked to see a group of officials appearing at the entrance of the market.

What a poor place in Niujiafang City? How have officials ever been here for so many years?

The officials ran all the way, completely ignoring the narrow roads in the market. Many people stepped on the dirty, black and smelly water of their lives, and their exquisite boots were wet and dirty by sewage.

However, the group of officials continued to flock in without caring about it.

The people were very afraid and subconsciously retreated. Many people sneaked into the wooden shed, but looked out carefully through the wooden door.

Finally, the officials ran closer and led a middle-aged official to run away. However, he didn't care about breathing a few times and said directly: "According to the order of King Zhao of the Western Prefecture, Niujiafang City will follow the order of Jun..."

The Jun order is not an imperial order, and even a nobleman can issue it, but Han Yue's Jun order is different. His intention has extremely strong power in the Tang Dynasty.

Unfortunately, the people in Niujiafang City don’t understand and still shrank and hide in the wooden shed for fear.

The official did not dare to order everyone to come out, and shouted loudly: "Your Highness has an order, please listen to it."

He glanced at the people hiding and said loudly: "Now there is Niujiafang Market in Luoyang. People's lives are difficult. There is no overnight food for the family and often no full cook. However, people are kind-hearted and kind-hearted can touch the sky. Although there are twists and turns of fate, they can work hard to achieve success. I have heard that it is easy to shake the mountains, but it is difficult to shake the people. Everyone knows how to save themselves. When they are at the bottom of the world, they are eager to soar in the sky. Since they have a heart, why are I stingy..."

The official was obviously imitating Han Yue's words. He paused for a moment when he said this. He looked at the people present with envy. He suddenly became excited and said loudly: "I will give orders to Niujiafang Market for ten years. All the people living in this shop, including men, who are rewarded ten stakes, old stakes, fifteen stakes, young children, and ten new clothes, winter cotton jackets, and two cotton pants. All the clothes are from me, and all the embroidered characters are embroidered on them, and they are called the disciple of King Zhao."

He is called the disciple of King Zhao!

What a disciple of King Zhao.

No wonder the officials looked at the people with envy, because the name of this disciple of King Zhao was so amazing.

In the land of the Tang Dynasty, King Zhao of Xifu was second only to Emperor Shan. Being able to be taken back by Han Yue was equivalent to winning a famous gold medal for avoiding death.

But that didn't count, and the official continued to speak: "All the people in Niujiafang City, old and young, will receive rewards. If you are a woman, you should give additional rewards. However, if you raise orphans, you will be given a large sum of 100 truces..."

He looked at everyone and asked carefully: "Who is Lu Niang? Please come out and speak."

Lu Niang showed her head in the crowd, with a hint of timidity on her dusty face.

This is an extremely ordinary poor woman, and she is a secret partner who has become a monk. However, the officials present dare not underestimate her at all. The official responsible for conveying Han Yue's order even bent down and bowed to Lu Niang.

It’s not okay if you don’t treat it. This is the woman the prince wants to take care of.
Chapter completed!