This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Upon hearing that Qingfeng and the other person were going to do this, Wang Yangming's expression immediately became serious.

He turned to look at Wang Jingshu, and before he could speak, Wang Jingshu spoke first:

"I want to go too."

Wang Yangming did not stop him, but patiently said:

"Let's go home first and tell our parents so they won't worry."

Wang Jingshu nodded, then pulled Wang Yangming along and ran out of the courtyard.

As he ran, he turned back to Qingfeng and said:

"Senior brother, wait for us, we'll be right back."

In the blink of an eye, Wang Jingshu grabbed Wang Yangming and disappeared.

Qingfeng chuckled to himself. This junior sister was always like this—decisive, loud, and boisterous.

Mingyue, however, said with some concern:

"Senior brother, it's fine to have Junior Brother Wang come along, but Jing Shu..."

She was a little worried that Wang Jingshu might back out halfway through, since that was the norm for her, given her personality.

Qingfeng looked at the entrance of the courtyard, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, saying softly:

"As long as we explain the pros and cons to her clearly, I think Jing Shu, being kind, won't cause trouble."

Mingyue nodded. Although Wang Jingshu was mischievous, she was definitely not someone who couldn't distinguish right from wrong and would argue unreasonably.

Then Qingfeng and Mingyue began preparations, putting the drawn peace charms into their waist bags and sitting in the courtyard to meditate and regulate their breathing.

To ensure that magical power is abundant.

After waiting for about half an hour, the brother and sister finally returned.

Not only did they return, but they also brought two lanterns and some food with them.

After a quick bite to eat, Qingfeng and Mingyue, the four of them, went out together.

Although it is said to be a peace charm, it is actually given to the owner without their knowledge.

After all, if they actually went to knock on residents' doors with a talisman and told them that the talisman could protect them, they would probably be kicked out as scammers nine times out of ten.

Not every household receives a gentle breeze.

Instead, they specifically targeted impoverished families whose homes were bare and who clearly couldn't afford charcoal for heating.

Then, he secretly cast a spell to imprint the amulet on his house.

As night deepened, Qingfeng and his companions passed by a drafty house and overheard a child talking to his mother inside.

"Mom, it doesn't seem so cold today. Touch my hands, they're not cold anymore."

"Hehe, as long as she's not cold, as long as she's not cold, my little one can have a good sleep..."

"Mmm, Mom, you should sleep well too. Cover yourself with the blanket, I'm not cold..."

Listening to the conversation inside the room, Qingfeng and the other three exchanged smiles, then quietly and stealthily left.

During the entire process of delivering the talisman, Wang Jingshu initially participated with a playful interest, but as time went on and she witnessed the plight of those poor families, the usually lively and mischievous girl gradually quieted down and stood silently to the side, watching her senior brothers and sisters perform the spell.

Wang Yangming's expression grew increasingly somber, his brows furrowed as if locked by an unbreakable lock.

When passing by a house, Wang Yangming curiously peeked inside through a large hole in the wall. He saw four or five people huddled together inside, covered only by a thin quilt.

They were even wearing the kind of linen shirts that are worn in spring and summer.

Wang Yangming, who had grown up in luxury, almost subconsciously asked Qingfeng:

"Senior brother, it's so cold, why aren't they wearing more clothes? They should at least be wearing a down jacket, right?"

Upon hearing Wang Yangming's question, Qingfeng opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Mingyue, who also came from a humble background, replied:

"If they could all afford cotton-padded clothes, then your senior brother and I wouldn't have to work so hard."

This was originally just common sense, but for Wang Yangming and Wang Jingshu, it was like seeing a whole new world.

In their minds, no matter how poor a person is, surely they can afford a cotton-padded coat?

You should know that even the servants in the Wang family receive two thick cotton-padded coats every winter. In addition to the coats, they also receive charcoal, rice, flour, cooking oil, and so on.

Seeing his expression, Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh.

"Junior brother, there are many sides to this world. What you have seen is only the side of your life."

"Our Anyi County is far from the northern border and has not suffered from war. We are already living in peaceful times."

"I heard from someone who fled from the north that in the north, people have even resorted to cannibalism."

At this point, Qingfeng bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, and said with a wry smile:

"The reason I can still build a snowman with you in the yard today is because my master took me in and gave me a place to stay."

"At this time last year, I was in a worse situation than them, my parents..."

At this point, Qingfeng's voice gradually faded.

Wang Yangming also fell silent and stopped asking questions.

Looking at Qingfeng's profile, Wang Jingshu saw the deep sorrow hidden in his eyes, and her own eyes involuntarily reddened.

Then this twelve-year-old girl asked the question that has troubled generations throughout history.

"What should we do? How are these poor people supposed to survive?"

Qingfeng gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"I don't know either. My talismans can only help temporarily, or in a limited area, but they can't help the whole world..."

The four people who delivered the talismans behind remained silent, their hearts heavy.

After delivering the last talisman, the Wang siblings took their leave.

Qingfeng also brought Mingyue back to the courtyard.

However, Wang Yangming, who returned to the Wang family home that night, did not sleep a wink.

It was early morning, before dawn.

Wang Qingdu got up to use the restroom and was about to return to his room when he noticed that his son's room light was still on.

So he put on a cotton coat and walked over curiously.

Upon knocking on the door, they found Wang Yangming fully clothed, clearly having not slept all night.

"Ming'er, why aren't you sleeping? Are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Qingdu asked with some concern.

Wang Yangming shook his head and said:

"I'm fine, Father. Don't worry. It's still a while before dawn. Go and get some sleep."

Although Wang Yangming said that, Wang Qingdu still saw some unusual emotions in his eyes.

So he simply went into the room, sat down, and said seriously:

"What happened?"

Seeing this, Wang Yangming could no longer send his father away. Looking at the cotton coat his father was wearing, he quickly brought a quilt from the bed to cover him up.

"It's cold, Father, don't catch a cold."

Wang Qingdu smiled with satisfaction and nodded, saying:

"It's alright, tell me, is something on your mind?"

Wang Yangming remained silent for a moment before recounting what he had seen and heard that evening.

Wang Qingdu remained silent after hearing this, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were pondering something.

"Father, it's not that I don't know there are poor people in this world, but in my opinion, what does it matter how poor a person is? As long as they work hard with their own hands, they should be able to survive, right?"

"But..."

"Sigh... My senior brother Qingfeng's father probably knows, right? His parents and family didn't make it through last winter..."

After saying this, Wang Yangming looked sorrowful, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Wang Qingdu felt his emotions were particularly complex.

He immediately thought of his youth.

The Wang family had been wealthy for generations, accumulating a considerable fortune. Like Wang Yangming, he grew up in luxury and knew nothing of the hardships of life.

It wasn't until he passed the imperial examination and traveled thousands of miles to the capital to participate in the metropolitan examination that he realized that there was suffering everywhere in the world and that humankind was full of sorrow.

Therefore, Wang Qingdu was determined to pass the imperial examination with flying colors, rise to high office, and use his abilities to change everything.

But later everything proved how naive his idea was.

Now, the cycle of karma has come full circle, and his son has also reached this critical juncture of thought.

But Wang Qingdu didn't know how to guide him.

Tell him how cruel reality is? How could I bear to do that?

If a young person's eyes are filled with too much darkness and injustice, how can they possibly see the bright sunshine and the lush greenery?

Wang Qingdu didn't say anything, but silently took off the blanket draped over himself, got up, patted his son's shoulder, and said earnestly:

"You're still young, and you have a long and distant future ahead of you. These things aren't for you to worry about yet."

After saying this, Wang Qingdu prepared to leave.

But as he reached the doorway, with one foot already out, he turned back to look at his son, a hint of struggle in his eyes.

After a moment, Wang Qingdu finally gave in.

"From now on... study hard, learn more from your husband, and observe more from your senior classmates."

"Whatever you want to do in the future... Daddy... will support you."