Feng Jiuer stood beside the bed and looked at Duan Wucheng.
"girl?"
Duan Wucheng raised his head and met her gaze, "What do you have in mind?"
"Isn't the Third Prince still here?"
Feng Jiuer turned around and faced Feng Jiang who came in.
"Third Prince."
Duan Wucheng turned his eyes and was about to get off the bed, "Why did I forget, I..." "Dad, you can't get out of bed."
Duan Liuyang held Duan Wucheng's arm and stopped him.
"Lie down and talk."
Fengjiang said lightly and sat down on a chair not far away.
"Yes, Third Prince."
Duan Wucheng nodded lightly, took the order, and lay down.
"Third Prince, I wonder what you think about this matter?
Maybe you can find a better candidate to be the city lord of Yongshan City."
"Our land here is not big, nor is it rich. If it were not for the discovery of sulfur, the entire Yongshan City would be of little value."
"Even if our Yongshan City is captured and disappears, Your Majesty will not ask any more questions."
Duan Wucheng was so weak that he managed to speak for such a long time.
He took several deep breaths and looked sideways at Feng Jiang: "Now that the third prince is here, changing the city lord is just a word from the third prince."
"It's okay to change the city lord, but I... have a condition."
"What conditions?"
Fengjiang asked in a low voice.
"My condition is that the new city lord cannot... abandon any of our people in Yongshan City."
Duan Wucheng's voice suddenly became powerful.
"Third Prince, I know that I am not...qualified to negotiate terms with you, but..." "The people of Yongshan City are also your Majesty's people. They work hard, and none of us can give up on them."
"Cough...cough..." "Daddy, please stop talking!"
Duan Liuyang leaned down and gently patted Duan Wucheng's heart.
"Uncle Liu, hurry up and prepare some food. Daddy is hungry, so prepare some porridge."
Duan Liuyang, who looked anxious, continued to move her hands, and she turned back to look at Feng Jiuer.
"Doctor, can you prescribe medicine for my father? Please give him a prescription first, is that okay?
He..." Duan Liuyang swallowed more, and crystal tears had already slid down his fair and transparent face.
"Don't worry, I'll give him a prescription right away."
Feng Jiuer looked back at Little Cherry.
Little Cherry quickly took out the paper and pen and came to the table.
Feng Jiuer sat down, took the pen, and wrote some words on it.
The housekeeper couldn't care if the third prince was there, so he turned around and almost ran out.
"I'll bring you some porridge right away."
"Ms. Duan, the prescription is almost ready. Would you like someone to see if you have these medicinal materials at home?"
Little Cherry looked at Duan Liuyang.
"There are no medicinal materials at home. I asked...Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, come in."
Duan Liuyang looked outside.
"Miss."
A younger man ran in and said, "Miss, what are your orders?"
Such a big shot came to the house, a man named Xiao Liu, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.
"Go, take the doctor's prescription out and pick up the medicine for my dad, be quick!"
Duan Liuyang waved his weak hands.
"Yes, miss."
Xiao Liu took the prescription that Xiao Yingying picked up, turned around, and left.
"Third, third prince."
Duan Wucheng's voice became even weaker.
"You should rest first, I won't leave for the time being."
Fengjiang stood up, turned around and walked out.
Feng Jiuer looked back at the man on the bed, whose face was even paler.
"If you deserve everyone's help, no one will stand idly by, especially the third prince who always loves his people like his own son."
“Have a good rest!”
Feng Jiuer left without saying a word and walked away.
Everyone left Duan Wucheng's wing, and Little Cherry, who was the last to leave, turned around and closed the door.
Just at this time, Qiao Mu and Xing Zizhou returned after leaving.
"What's going on?"
Feng Jiuer looked at the two of them.
"The two courtyards at the back are all orphans."
Qiao Mu glanced behind him.
"There is also a couple in their fifties inside. According to them, they are usually responsible for the daily life of their children."
"orphan?"
Feng Jiuer frowned.
"right."
Qiao Mu nodded, "There are now more than fifty orphans, ranging from a few months to teenagers."
"Behind the two courtyards, there are fields. The two couples raise chickens, ducks, fish and vegetables. They should be used to provide for these orphans."
"They also said that all the orphans of school age have gone to private schools, and the master treats them as well as he treats his own children."
"Jiu'er, look over there."
Qiao Mu turned around and pointed at the house not far away.
"The newest and best decorated house belongs to Duan Langyu and his mother. I heard that his mother's family is quite rich."
"And this place."
Qiao Mu withdrew his gaze and looked at the house in front of him, "This is the place where Duan Wucheng and his second wife live."
"There are only a few houses in the entire Duan Mansion, and they are gone."
Qiao Mu shrugged.
"I also heard that besides Duan Langyu, there are several maids in the house. There are only two servants here, the housekeeper Liu Bo and his son Xiao Liu."
"It is said that the second lady is very capable. She does almost everything herself and does not rely on others."
"Where did the second lady go?"
Feng Jiuer looked back at the house, which was quite large but a bit old.
"Duan Langyu died, and the eldest lady was in despair. The second lady took her young son to the mountains to worship Buddha."
Qiao Mu raised his eyes slightly.
"If these are not just appearances, then it seems that Duan Langyu is really a good person."
"Jiu'er, what should we do now?"
Little Cherry came over.
"Go to eat."
Feng Jiuer looked back at Feng Jiang.
"good."
Fengjiang understood what his imperial sister meant.
The brother and sister reached a consensus, and others would not have any objections even if they felt it was a bit sudden.
When I left the housekeeper in a hurry and came back, everyone who was there was gone.
He looked around, shook his head, turned around, and opened the door of Duan Wucheng's wing.
Xing Zizhou took everyone and found an inn near Duan Mansion.
They did not go to the wing, but sat at two tables in the corner of the first floor.
Feng Jiuer, Jian Yi, Feng Jiang and Qiao Mu were at the same table. Xing Zizhou, Xiao Yingying and Zhao Yusheng were at the same table. The two tables were very close to each other.
It happened to be lunch time, and there were many people in the inn.
"Did you hear that?
Lei Shenbao is going to attack our Yongshan City again!"
Not far away, a commoner sighed.
"Isn't it?"
Another citizen shook his head, "How many times has this happened in just a few years?"
"Fortunately we have Mr. Duan, otherwise this small town would have been doomed long ago."
Another commoner picked up the wine glass and took a sip of tea.
"Poor Master Duan."
The fourth citizen came closer to everyone and lowered his voice.
"I heard that the eldest young master of the Duan family was killed by Lei Shenbao. Mr. Duan, a middle-aged man who lost his son, is miserable!"
