I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 60: Stop Running, I Know Where You Live

The sky was just getting light, not yet 5 a.m., and at the end of the long street by the entrance of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, stalls for porridge distribution had already been set up, with several large pots erected.

Gu Changting had already led the household servants early in the morning, according to the map, to other locations in the Capital City where the Marquis Mansion had set up porridge distribution points.

Barrel after barrel of cooked rice porridge was prepared, the fragrance of the rice wafting out, and in no time, the long street was crowded with hungry disaster victims, far more than the number the Marquis Mansion had estimated.

Uncle Li shouted for people to line up, but nobody responded. The aroma of the porridge prompted every citizen to push forward, making the street impossibly crowded in an instant.

You’er was just about to fill bowls with porridge, but didn’t expect the disaster victims to push towards her, scaring her so much that her hand holding the ladle shook, and the rice porridge fell back into the pot.

Gu Lan pulled her quickly to his side, avoiding the rising steam.

"Th-thank you, young master..." You’er whispered her thanks, looking up at Gu Lan’s handsome face so close to hers, her heart pounding.

Zipei said, "Young Master, these disaster victims haven’t eaten for two days. Now they won’t listen to anyone. Should we go find Young Master Changting, or call the household soldiers from the Marquis Mansion to maintain order?"

"Zipei, what do you think of my reputation?" Gu Lan didn’t respond to Zipei’s suggestion, lazily asking instead.

Madam Zhou thought Gu Lan was out of boredom, so he came out to distribute porridge with Uncle Li. That’s why she wore a bamboo hat today, not revealing her identity, standing in a corner, observing the citizens who came for porridge.

These citizens, some dragging their children, with eyes full of despair;

Some all alone, with gloomy and indifferent expressions;

And some were covered in wounds, sallow and emaciated, like walking corpses...

At this moment, a little girl with a two-bun hairstyle squeezed out from the crowd and secretly tugged at Gu Lan’s clothes.

The girl was very short, so she could see Gu Lan’s exquisitely handsome face under the hat, making her eyes sparkle as she held out a piece of bread to Gu Lan:

"Brother, are you hungry? Here, eat—"

The little girl sweetly smiled, revealing her toothless gums.

Gu Lan accepted the bread without changing his expression, pondering whether he might have dressed shabbily, causing the child to mistake him for a disaster victim.

As she bent over, her nose twitched slightly, detecting a faint medicinal smell. This child must have been recently ill.

Zipei covered his face, not expecting the young master to even snatch food from a child.

He replied, "As for your reputation... aren’t you aware of it yourself?"

"Oh."

Gu Lan responded, raising his hand to take off the hat on his head, revealing a face of charming handsomeness.

Before those around him could be dazzled by his face, they heard the Young Master Gu jump to a higher place, shouting with full vigor:

"Gu Lan is here. Anyone not in line to get porridge within one incense stick’s time, if you have daughters at home, I’ll take them all into the Marquis Mansion!

As for those without daughters at home... I wouldn’t mind taking a grandson either."

Zipei stared dumbfoundedly at his young master.

Zijin couldn’t bear to look, wishing to pretend he didn’t know Gu Lan.

You’er gazed admiringly at the young man before her, her eyes filled with stars.

The youth’s face was like jade, his eyes bright like stars, with lips holding a mischievous smile, the crimson ribbon on his forehead only accentuating his outstanding grace, yet it made the faces of the citizens change dramatically.

"Oh my, it’s Young Master Gu!?"

"It’s really Gu Lan, who else would dare to be so brazen at the door of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion—wasn’t he in the palace as the Heir’s Companion? Why is he back?"

"My goodness, who wouldn’t hide their daughters now, I heard the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion bought another little girl not long ago!"

"Everyone quickly line up, otherwise Gu Lan is sure to do anything!"

The disaster victims instantly panicked and hurriedly began lining up.

Gu Lan thought his words would work but didn’t expect them to be so effective.

Uh...

Does Madam Zhou use his name every time she buys new maids and servants for the Marquis Mansion?

Soon, the chaotic porridge distribution scene became orderly.

Actually summoning household soldiers and servants to maintain order didn’t have the same effect as a single sentence from Gu Lan.

The little girl who had given Gu Lan the bread looked up at him, with admiration and excitement: "Pretty brother, you’re so handsome! Just like my brothers."

Gu Lan didn’t know how many brothers she had, so he casually ladled a bowl of porridge for her, saying, "So it wasn’t because I was dressed too poorly that you gave me bread."

The little girl nodded, then shook her head: "My brothers are all dressed poorly, but you’re all very pretty, Nannan likes pretty brothers the most."

Gu Lan clenched his fist, planning to return home and craft a suit adorned with gold and jade.