Chapter 1234 Young City Lord Li Huating

The voice of Li Huating, the young lord of Beiliang City, echoed outside Beiliang City.

The refugees were silent for a while, and then they all exploded!

"Wages! The Lord of the City will actually pay us wages!"

"Ten coins a day!"

"I used to be a blacksmith, and I will work for the city master in the future!"

"I'm a mason, do I get paid too?"

"The Lord of the City is kind!"

"Even if I don't pay wages, I will still help the Lord of the City!"

"As long as I'm full, I have the strength, and I want to contribute to the Lord of the City!"

These refugees have gone from having nothing, waiting to die, to seeing the hope of life.

The huge change in their identities made them deeply remember Li Huating, the young lord of Beiliang City.

At this moment, Li Huating is their heaven, the god they believe in!

Li Huating looked at the passionate refugees under the city wall with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Afu!"

Turning to look at the old housekeeper beside him, Li Huating said aloud, "Let them enter the city!"

"But you have to do the registration first!"

The old butler, Ah Fu, looked at Li Huating with admiration, and nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Young City Lord!"

"Son!"

On one side, Honglian's pretty face blushed with excitement, and said aloud, "I know the characters, can you help me register?"

Li Huating looked at the excited Red Lotus and knew that she wanted to help him.

"Okay, let's go!"

Li Huating raised his hand and rubbed Honglian's head, and said softly, "Remember not to be too tired!"

"Yes, son!"

Outside the Immortal Building, Ye Yu and Tian Jizi looked at the projected picture.

On the screen, thousands of refugees lined up outside Beiliang City.

Everyone patiently waited for the registration to enter the city, and no one showed impatience on their faces.

At the city gate, a petite figure was sitting behind a desk, scrambling to write down the information about the level of refugees.

Despite the sore wrists, despite the sweat on the forehead.

This figure is still full of interest, and meticulously registers the refugee's information.

Tian Jizi looked at the projected picture, stroked his beard and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Ye Yu."

"It seems that the reincarnation of the Moon God is in love with you!"

The expression on Ye Yu's face was indifferent, and he said softly, "Then Li Huating is not me, just looks like me!"

Tianjizi lightly stroked his beard and smiled, "Really?"

"It's not such a coincidence!"

"As the so-called illusion comes from the heart, if the Moon God likes someone who looks similar to you in the illusion, it means that she still misses you in this world!"

Tian Jizi's words silenced Ye Yu.

Because Ye Yu knew that all this must have something to do with Han Xue!

It was Han Xue's subconscious that made the reincarnated Moon God like Li Huating!

in fantasy.

"Red Lotus..."

The old housekeeper Ah Fu walked to Hong Lian's side and said worriedly, "You've been tired all day, stop and rest first!"

Guren sat behind the desk and rubbed her sore wrist, her blushing pretty face turning pale from overwork.

"Grandpa Ah Fu, I'm not tired!"

"There are still more than 100 people who have registered, and I will be resting by then!"

After speaking, Honglian ignored her sore wrists and fingers, and continued to write on the book while holding the pen.

"Good boy!"

Ah Fu looked at Gu Lian's movements, and a sigh of admiration appeared on his old face.

As the sunset slanted westward, Honglian finally completed the registration of refugees before dark.

"call···"

Seeing the last refugee walk into Beiliang City, a smile appeared on Honglian's pale face.

"Finally finished, so tired!"

Guren shook her wrist, almost grateful that the wrist was not hers!

"I told you to rest for a while, but you still don't listen!"

The old housekeeper Ah Fu said in a complaining tone, "It's alright now, are you tired?"

"Besides, if the young city lord sees it, he will definitely worry about you!"

Hearing this, Red Lotus stuck out her little tongue and said softly, "Grandpa Ah Fu, I know!"

"Don't worry, I'll just rest my wrist for a night, and I will definitely not delay your son's breakfast tomorrow!"

Ah Fu and Hong Lian turned around and walked into Beiliang City, their figures were pulled very long by the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Grandpa Ah Fu, why do you call Young Master the Young City Lord?"

"Isn't the city owner of Beiliang City the son?"

The old housekeeper Ah Fu sighed when he heard the words, and his already hunched body became even more bent.

"Hey···"

"The young city lord is suffering!"

"The young city lord is very smart since he was a child. He followed the old city lord and his wife and lived a happy life."

"Unfortunately...the old city owner and his wife never came back after returning to the imperial city to report their duties!"

"The young city lord waited for more than a month before he sent a message back from the imperial city."

"It is said that the old city owner and his wife died of illness!"

"Ha ha···"

The old housekeeper Ah Fu laughed bleakly.

"But how is this possible!"

"When we left, the old city lord and his wife were fine, how could they have died of illness all of a sudden?"

"Since then, the young city lord has become the city lord of Beiliang City."

"But because I miss the old city lord, the young city lord has always asked us to call him the young city lord!"

Looking up at the city lord's mansion in Beiliang City, the old housekeeper A Fu sighed, "Maybe only after the death of the old city lord and his wife is revealed, the young city lord will let go!"

Red Lotus listened to Ah Fu's narration quietly, her big eyes filled with tears.

At this moment, Honglian felt extremely distressed for Li Huating.

City Lord's Mansion.

"Son..."

"I am back!"

Red Lotus walked into the study of the City Lord's Mansion, and saw Li Huating sitting at the desk, reading at night with the lights on.

"came back?"

Li Huating put down the scroll and looked up at the red lotus standing with his hands behind his back.

"Are you still tired?"

Red Lotus put her hands behind her back, shook her head and said with a smile, "Not tired!"

"Not tired?"

Li Huating snorted softly, "Put out your hand!"

"I···"

Hong Lian's body trembled when she heard the sound, and she slowly stretched out her hands.

Li Huating frowned as he looked at Honglian's slightly swollen wrists and fingers.

"Your hands are tired and swollen, are you still tired?"

"Stretch out your hand!"

Honglian lowered her head slightly, stretched her wrist in front of Li Huating, and Ru softly responded, "Oh."

Snapped!

A touch of coolness came from the wrist, and most of the swelling and pain in Honglian's wrist dissipated.

Raising her head, Gulian looked at her wrist.

Li Huating put a damp towel on his wrist.

"Thank you son!"

With a hint of shame on Hong Lianqiao's face, she said softly.

Li Huating held Honglian's wrist across the towel, and there was a look of love in his eyes.

"Remember, don't work so hard in the future, you know?"

"Um!"

Red Lotus nodded quickly after hearing the words, "Red Lotus understands!"

Li Huating raised his hand and rubbed Honglian's head, and said aloud, "Have all the refugees been registered?"

"The registration is complete, and the resettlement work is done!"

"it is good!"

A look of satisfaction appeared in Li Huating's eyes, "Let them rest for a few days before starting work!"