TFWYH – Chapter 394 Reuniting with an Old Friend

“We arrived first. The grain supplies will be delivered in a few days by the advance logistics officers.”

“That’s good.”
At least you’re not here to freeload.

Huang Yi: …

For a moment, it felt like killing intent had flashed from this young madam just now.

Was he imagining things?

Unlike Tang Wan, Ling Sheng was absolutely thrilled when he heard Huang Yi was here for disaster relief.

They had waited so long for this day!

Ling Sheng immediately became even more talkative.

Before long, they arrived at Xiangxi Town.

From afar, a large crowd of refugees could be seen gathered at the town gate.

Unlike other disaster-stricken places, the refugees at Xiangxi Town stood in orderly lines. Two young men were distributing porridge alongside yamen runners.

Every refugee wore expressions of joy.

They were nothing like the refugees in other towns, whose eyes were numb and hopeless, as if they could see no future.

Ta Xue let out a loud neigh. The two young men looked up—and delight instantly spread across their faces.

Su Yangyu handed his work over to Xie Wenjie and asked the refugees to make way.

“Wan-niang! Shengzi! You’re back!”

“We’re back,” Ling Sheng replied excitedly. “And we’ve brought the imperial commissioner for disaster relief too! Commissioner Huang, this is Young Master Su Yangyu, the son of Magistrate Su. Brother Su, this is Commissioner Huang!”

“So you’re Huang—” Su Yangyu cupped his hands politely, but when he saw Huang Yi stepping down from the carriage, he froze completely. “Y-y-y-you…”

“My surname is Huang, not ‘Er,’” Huang Yi laughed as he stepped forward and patted Su Yangyu’s shoulder. “Yangyu, long time no see!”

Su Yangyu hurriedly corrected himself, clearly flustered. “Lord… Lord Huang! It’s been a long time. I didn’t expect you to be the one sent for disaster relief. My father is at the yamen. Please come with me!”

“Good! Lead the way.”

Su Yangyu stepped aside, then turned to Tang Wan. “Wan-niang, Brother Ling is also at the yamen. Do you want to go pick him up?”

Tang Wan glanced at Huang Yi, then nodded.

The group was escorted into the town.

Outside the gates, the refugees who overheard their conversation became wildly excited.

The imperial court had finally sent someone!

They were saved!

Some refugees even began packing their belongings.

Now that officials from the court had arrived, relief measures would soon be implemented—they would finally be able to return home.

…

Ling Yu already knew who had been sent for disaster relief and had mentally prepared himself to meet Huang Yi.

But when the moment truly arrived, he realized he still couldn’t remain calm.

In his previous life, this man had been the person he respected most—his only true family.

He had given him life, allowing him to exist in this world.

And it was also this same man who had personally ended his life.

After exchanging greetings with Su Yuan, Huang Yi noticed Ling Yu’s complicated gaze.

When he looked over, he froze.

“You… who are you?”

Ling Yu lowered his eyes and cupped his hands respectfully.

“This student, Ling Yu, greets Lord Huang.”

“So you’re Ling Yu!” Huang Yi immediately smiled. “On my way here, your cousin told me quite a lot about you. You’re excellent—truly excellent. Our Great Dynasty needs pillars of talent like you!”

“You praise me too highly, my lord. I am unworthy of such compliments.”

“Not at all. Thanks to your assistance to Magistrate Su, the people have benefited greatly.” Huang Yi paused, then suddenly changed tone. “But… you look very familiar. Have we met before?”

Those words made Ling Yu momentarily dazed.

Back then, he had been a bullied young eunuch in the palace. When this man helped him out of trouble, he had asked him the exact same question.

And his reply had been—

“Hey, Lord Huang,” Ling Sheng suddenly interrupted, “why do I feel like you and my cousin look really alike?”

Everyone looked at him in surprise—

then turned their gazes toward Huang Yi and Ling Yu.