"Why don't you say a word?"

After leaving the government office, Yang Mo arranged for Ma Sanbao to go outside the city to transfer 200 Wu Weijun troops, and ordered Chunmei to invite all the doctors in the city to the Duke's Mansion.

After the simple arrangement, Yang Mo suddenly realized that Li Bai, who was the most noisy on weekdays, did not say a word.

When Li Bai saw Yang Mo ask, his eyes revealed a little concern.

Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Yang Mo, who was in a depressed mood, laughed instead: "What's wrong? I'm afraid we can't save these people?"

He held his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, in my time, malaria was no longer a terrible disease. Although I am not very clear about how to treat it, it is very clear how to minimize the mortality rate when dealing with the plague."

I originally thought that Li Bai would be stunned again if he explained it clearly.

But who would have thought that the worries in his eyes did not disappear, but looked at Yang Mo and said, "Brother Yang, do you think there will be a change in Xuanwu Sect in this world?"

"Forehead..."

Yang Mo was suddenly stunned. Li Bai's words were extremely sudden and there was no sign.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?"

Yes, the biggest change in the Xuanwu Gate was the Li family.

"I have always thought about learning literature and martial arts and selling goods to the imperial family, but after contacting you for so long, I feel that some of your thoughts are right and have changed me."

When Yang Mo heard that he had changed Li Bai, he was also a little surprised: "What do you say?"

"I can't explain it clearly, I just feel that others don't understand my elder brother. I know the most. We all want to do something for the people of the world, and we can't stand those corrupt officials who oppress the people."

Li Bai's eyebrows became tighter and tighter: "What can we do with our strength? Just like today, although I don't know what to do, my elder brother said that I would save them all, and there must be a way."

"Yeah, there's a way."

Seeing that Li Bai was in a low mood and had little confidence, Yang Mo patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

"But without the support of Mrs. Li, we can do nothing."

Li Bai looked into Yang Mo's eyes and asked back: "Is that right?"

"right."

Yang Mo's smile also closed.

"Now Miss Li can support us. What should we do if one day, after Miss Li can't decide the Li family's affairs, we want to save the people of a city?"

Li Bai finally expressed the confusion in his heart.

The two looked at each other, but Yang Mo did not answer immediately.

Instead, he withdrew his hand and looked into the distance: "Taibai, do you really want to save a city?"

"No, I just felt it because of my feelings, especially the big brother's words, the rich people smelled of wine and meat, and the road was starved to death. I felt uncomfortable when I heard it."

Li Bai's face darkened again: "I learned swordsmanship because I wanted to learn from ancient knights and kill all the bad guys in the world, but now I feel that it is a bit unrealistic."

He raised his head and said, "Brother is the same as killing those corrupt officials and local gentry who oppress the people."

The voice trembled a little, as if she was afraid that Yang Mo would shake his head and deny it.

"Yes, I don't think the people are bullied." Yang Mo nodded solemnly, thinking of those bullies who bully men and women and do evil, and remembering the way Zhao Zhizhou said he wanted to give up more than a thousand refugees, and the whole family agreed with it.

My already dull mood became more and more unhappy.

"But the corrupt officials in the world, can we kill all of us?"

Although Li Bai was asking, he had an answer in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He stretched out his feet and kicked the stones on the roadside: "If one day Miss Li violated Emperor Taizong, would he kill Miss Li? Will he kill us?"

"Don't worry, there's no such day."

Yang Mo suddenly laughed, it seemed that his previous preparations were not an unfair worry.

He patted Li Bai on the shoulder again: "Don't think so much first, the most important thing is to handle the things in front of you."

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The government office left unhappily. After Yang Mo left, Li Xiuning did not stop and said a polite word and left.

Yang Zhao, a Fenzhou Body, is a soft-hearted person, and because of his background, he dares not offend people everywhere.

All the ancestral teachings are: keep a low profile and keep peace.

If we smooth things over, we will let him, the guest, talk about it in the end.

After all, Zhao Hong was persuaded to persuade him, and Zhao Hong had a banquet and served the three of them.

In the afternoon, Bian Que checked the main officials in the government office again, and when it was getting dark, he returned to the inn.

"Yu Ji, what do you think of this person named Yang Mo?"

After Bian Que and the Veiled Girl returned to their residence, they closed the door and asked.

"If you can't understand, people in this world always have different actions."

The girl called Yu Ji was not loud and soft. She took off her veil and revealed a beautiful face, but with a faint sadness.

"But...I think this Young Master Yang is slightly different from the others."

This sentence is not very thoughtful, it seems to be dealing with yourself.

Bian Que sighed leisurely, and she has been like this since she rescued this girl named Yu Ji.

Frowning and worrying.

The reason is also very simple. I miss Xiang Yu. I wonder if Xiang Yu has come to this world. If so, where will he be?

Bian Que doesn't know who Xiang Yu is.

But from Yu Ji's words, Bian Que slowly showed the image of Xiang Yu in his heart: a very powerful general.

Everyone has a love for beauty, even Bian Que, who is in his forties, likes Yu Ji.

However, this kind of love does not have any relationship between men and women, but more of it is like elders and younger generations, to be precise, similar to father and daughter emotions - there are also sympathy between them.

"I think this young man named Yang Mo is still a little young after all. According to their description, he seems to have a low status and is looked down upon in the city. He wants to use this time to save refugees and raise his reputation."

Bian Que took a sip of tea, and Yu Ji rarely became concerned about other things. She looked at him and asked quietly: "Sir, are those refugees really unsuccessful?"

"Although what Taiyuan magistrate said is unpleasant, it is a fact. Since ancient times, to rescue disaster victims, we have always had to give up the small and take into account both the size and the size..."

As if I remembered the past, Bian Que's mood also became depressed: "I also encountered a plague in Zhao State, and the situation was the same as today. That year, I was young and had just achieved medical skills. Seeing that the refugees were in dire straits, I suggested that King Wuling of Zhao save both the young and the young..."

"Hu clothing, horse shooting, Zhao Wuling King...the overlord once highly praised him."

Yu Ji murmured to herself: "What's next?"

"Later, the people in the city did not have three ten."

He sighed leisurely, and a regretful expression appeared on Bian Que's face.

Yu Ji didn't have much emotional fluctuation, just stared at the tea bowl on the table in a daze.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was silence inside the room, and a hurried knock on the door sounded.

The two of them were shocked, and Bian Que signaled her not to panic, and then stood up and asked, "Who is that?"

"I am here at Li Bai. I met with my husband in the government office today. I have something urgent to ask for trouble. I will bother you."
Chapter completed!