The Empress’ Livestream

Three Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Dongqing Earthquake (9)

"Huaiyu." Δ LiewenΩ网Ww W. "LieWen.Cc" she spoke out, interrupting Feng Jin's inner thoughts, "Help me."

Feng Jin's heart trembled and he said, "If there is anything you need from Lan Ting, just tell me."

Speaking of which, the two of them were not only close friends, but Lan Ting was also life-saving to him and his family.

"I want to stay in Shangjing."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Feng Jin said flatly, "No, you should leave as soon as possible."

He was reluctant to let his wife and daughter suffer, so he had no choice but to choose a safer plan, but Jiang Pengji was not the one.

It's good if you don't provoke gangsters and mobs. Safety is guaranteed, and there is a good chance of leaving Shangjing and going to Chongzhou.

"Listen to me first."

"Speak, Jin, listen." Feng Jin calmed down.

Jiang Pengji said, "You have also seen that the officials want to give up the people who come to the capital and choose to move the capital. Now the imperial army is his life-saving talisman and will not be allocated easily. We cannot expect him to suddenly repent and become a man who loves the people like a son. Holy Lord. Huaiyu, have you ever thought about how the surviving people in Shangjing will live if you don't care? So, I want to stay and help them."

Emperor Dongqing wanted to move the capital, so she would also move the people who survived in the capital.

Feng Jin sighed and poured cold water on her, "Lanting, Jin knows that you are kind-hearted and virtuous, but you alone can't do it at all."

Where are the manpower needed to rescue the people?

Where are the rations needed by the surviving people?

Where are the medicinal materials needed to treat injuries?

This is only the most basic need.

How to deal with the bodies of dead people?

It's hot summer now, and corpses decompose extremely quickly. If not handled properly, the plague will spread.

If the plague occurs, there will be a large number of patients, and they have no miracle doctor to treat the plague!

Most people in the world are fools, and fools are easily deceived by others. Even if Jiang Pengji is dedicated to the people, there are always people who like to cause trouble, can't wait for the food to be released, or criticize her for not doing a good enough job, and prefer to kill and loot. What about these mobs? Repression?

Even if the above problems are solved,

How does she plan to resettle the rescued people?

The capital city was in ruins and the people were displaced. Even the emperor was troubled by this mess. She actually had the guts to take over?

Feng Jin really didn't know what to say about her.

"Huaiyu, I can do it." Jiang Pengji said in a calm voice.

Feng Jin suppressed the unfounded uneasiness in her heart and looked sharply into Jiang Pengji's eyes, her voice was hoarse and her breathing was heavy.

"You are so naked that you cannot afford such a big thing. If we are to save you, we must take care of everything. Have you thought about how it will end?"

Emperor Dongqing gave up on the people and chose to move the capital. She dared to come up to him in a naked body. She was seriously risking her life!

"I know how to end it." Jiang Pengji remained motionless, her expression unchanged, "Now this Shangjing city is uninhabitable, and reconstruction will require a huge amount of energy and manpower. According to the scale of this earthquake, I am afraid that not only Shangyang County will be affected. , maybe the land of a state. Time can’t wait to rebuild their homes on the ruins, so I want to move them to Chongzhou..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jin's expression changed drastically, and he opened the low table beside him with one palm.

The low table turned over in the air and hit the ground with a clang, waking up Wei Jingxian and Changsheng who had just fallen asleep.

Changsheng's weak cry sounded, and his red and wrinkled face was steaming. The cry sounded extremely wronged.

Wei Jingxian opened the tent curtain, comforted the child, and looked at the two people in horror.

"Husband, Lanting...you..."

Did the two of them quarrel?

"I have nothing to do with my husband..." Feng Jin was brought back to her mind, her cold expression turned into guilt, and she whispered, "Have a good time coaxing Changsheng..."

There are aftershocks from time to time, and adults are scared, let alone newborn children.

As a father, he couldn't control his emotions and turned over the table, scaring his child like this. How could he not feel guilty and blame himself?

"Lanting, let's go somewhere far away to talk."

Feng Jin's expression returned to its original state, but her tone was no longer gentle, but more severe.

"Okay." Jiang Pengji stood up and followed.

The audience in the live broadcast room were frightened by the aura between the two, and there were gaps in the barrage.

[Nutrition Express]: Why did young Feng Jin suddenly become so scary?

In an instant, he completed the transformation from a gentle gentleman to a fierce and fierce man, scaring a group of audience members to death.

[Beef soup without ginger]: Could it be that the anchor said something taboo and guessed that he had a sore foot?

[Old driver Lian Meng]: Tsk, there’s no need to worry. Feng Jin's thoughts are actually quite easy to guess, and the anchor did indeed say something taboo. No matter in which era, rebellion is not allowed, right? The anchor just said in a subtle way that she didn't want to endure the evil emperor Dongqing anymore, and I wanted to go it alone. Young Feng Jin received an orthodox education, so it was strange that he accepted it immediately.

[I am Avalokitesvara]: Just like Emperor Dongqing, if he doesn’t rebel, he will stay for the Qingming Festival?

[Whose vibrator]: Hey, even so, there’s no need to be so shocked, right? Look at Xu Ke, he has a very strong ability to accept things.

[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: Tsk, but the question is, does young Xu Ke know that the anchor is a woman?

When this barrage came out, countless ellipsis appeared randomly, and it seemed that there was no connection between them.

What's wrong with the woman? Did the woman eat your rice?

After a long time, when the audience realized what it meant, they were speechless again.

The anchor is a reliable friend in the heart of Feng Jin. If he were a man, he could naturally show his strength and plot for the world. After all, Emperor Dongqing is indeed a pig. If he wants to rebel, he will rebel. But the problem is that she is a woman. I guess Feng Jin doesn't have the concept of rebellion in his mind?

After a while, a viewer told the truth.

[Empress Marry Me]: Why do I feel that... Feng Jin baby was scared by the anchor?

Feng Jin was indeed scared, with mixed emotions in his heart, and finally overturned the low table by mistake.

"Lanting, why are you..." Feng Jin's expression was indescribably tangled.

He knew that his best friend was restless and made trouble all day long, but he never thought that she had such ambitions.

"This is good." Jiang Pengji said indifferently, throwing out a speech, "Can you imagine that one day I will stay at home to take care of my husband and children, wash my hands and cook soup for a strange man, and be dependent on him all day, like a good wife and mother?"

Feng Jin looked like he had eaten a bug, and said with difficulty, "You don't need to say it..."

He lacked imagination and couldn't think of it at all.

If a burly man treats her like a little bird, and punches her chest with his little fist when he is wronged, this style of painting is more normal.

"So, I can't live the life of an ordinary woman. Huaiyu, I can't be timid all my life, and I can't marry a woman to hide my identity and then live my life in a hurry." Jiang Pengji said, "I am a man first, and then a woman. Since I am a man, why am I not qualified to be the emperor? The emperor is unkind, the government is not right, and the country is about to perish. Why should I be content with mediocrity?"

Feng Jin opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak after Jiang Pengji's words.

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