Chapter 1750

President Zheng saw that many people had already drunk water and ate food. He was even more moved. He invited Ye Rui and other three people to his camp to have a rest.

Every now and then the earthquake gradually stopped, until the last earthquake was not seen for a long time. President Zheng rushed out of the barracks and looked at the thick smoke rolling into the sky in the direction of Xilu island. He knew that it was a success.

Zheng Yuan is over fifty years old, but at this moment, he is as happy as a child. He jumps up and tears come out of the corner of his eyes.

When Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan came back, they were black, but fortunately they were not hurt. They were just smoked by the thick smoke, and finally they were successful.

Like Beihai, she left enough food for Xihai people to eat for three months. If they can live and save enough, maybe they can eat for four months.

When Xia Yuanqiu came in, the people knelt down spontaneously and kowtowed three times to her back. They were very devout.

Zhu Yan, as like as two peas, saw the people in the land. He remembered the disaster of the west of the Western Liang kingdom that year. Xia Yuanqiu stopped the plague caused by floods in the west of the river and saved all refugees who fled from the West. When he left, the refugees were unable to kneel.

I don't know if my father is in good health now, and whether Xiliang is under the governance of the fourth brother.

Yunyong, after all, is not his hometown. It's a lie to say that he doesn't want his hometown or his family. The farther away he is from home, the less hope he has to go back, the more he will miss him.

"What are you thinking?" Xia Yuanqiu pokes Zhu Yan's arm.

Zhu Yan shook his head: "nothing!"

"Homesick, right?" Xia Yuanqiu looks at Zhu Yan painfully. For her sake, he leaves his hometown and gives up his status as a prince. He leaves all his relatives in Xiliang and comes to this unfamiliar place to start again.

"Are you homesick?" Zhu Yan asked.

"Which home?"

Yeah, which one? Where is Xia Yuanqiu's home? King Jing's residence in Xiliang kingdom? Xiafu in Xipo village? Or Yaowang Valley? Or the house she bought in Kyoto?

These homes are all her homes, but the only one in her heart is the big house where she lived with her parents and grandparents. Only there is her home.

Zhu Yan stretched out his arm to hold her shoulder, stretched his finger and scraped her delicate nose. He said with a smile: "don't worry, soon we will have our own home, only our own home."

Three days later, they arrived in Nanhai. The disaster in Nanhai was obviously lighter than that in Beihai and Xihai. At least there were many houses for people to live in, and the earthquake was not so strong.

President Ji is very happy to see Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan.

"I have just received a letter from the president of Beihai saying that you have obtained black ice from the glaciers in the northern region, frozen the volcanoes in the Beilu Island, and gone to the West Sea. Now that you come to the South China Sea, you must have solved the problem of the West Sea as well!"

Xia Yuanqiu and President Ji are old acquaintances. They also appreciate president Ji's behavior very much. They said with a smile: "of course, with us, what else can we do?"

All of them burst into laughter, and the big stone at the bottom of their heart disappeared in a moment.

"The earthquake in Nanhai city is not strong. It seems that the volcano in Nanlu island has not completely erupted. It's just right that a lot of black ice can be saved." Zhu Yan said with a smile.

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