There were suddenly more people on the streets in Zheng County. Overnight, those hungry people crawled out of some dark corner and walked again in the sun.

Everyone rushed in one direction, south of the city, deep well alley.

I heard that His Majesty the Emperor of Han helped the victims and distributed charity porridge. At the beginning, the people were half-believing and half-doubted. After all, the one who forced them to death was the official (thief) soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

Those vicious robbers broke into their homes and took away almost everything, money, corn, and cloth, leaving their homes with no money and food. The people of Zheng County really hated this group of Han troops to the core.

They want to provide disaster relief? Do robbers also find their conscience? This matter is a bit unreliable no matter how you hear it.

But I just waited to die at home. There was still some surplus food at home, which was the food that the robbers missed. More people did not have overnight food at home, and they relied on going out of the city every day to pick wild fruits and vegetables to satisfy their hunger. Some of the worst people, such as the once rich people in Shenjing Lane, have already starved to death.

The situation was so urgent that they could not miss any opportunity to eat, so a stream of people set out from all over the city and rushed to the deep alley in the south of the city.

A long distance away, I saw a big red flag with the word "relief" written on it. When I got closer, I saw that the firewood was burning in more than a dozen large pots, and it was burning red. The pot was filled with porridge and soup, steaming hot, giving people hope to survive.

It's true, it's true that there's porridge to drink! People tremble their lips and tears fill their eyes.

A man stood on a high place and shouted, "Your Majesty has just ascended to the great treasure. He couldn't bear to see the people lacking food. He specially used the grain and rice from the palace to fill the mouths of all people. No matter where the hungry people are, they can eat them. I hope you can tell each other..."

The hungry people shouted: "Long live! Long live Your Majesty!"

Humans are actually the most forgetful animals. The residents of Zheng County, who were full of hatred yesterday, were filled with gratitude when they got a little porridge today. They had no idea about the teenage emperor, but now they automatically separate him from the robbers.

It is impossible for a robber to change his nature, but it is not about the little emperor's business. This child was born in the miserable origin of herding cattle and was a relative of the Han Dynasty. He was forcibly abducted and forced to the throne. Like everyone else, he was also a victim.

As the bowls of porridge were drunk, the little emperor was constantly mentioned, winning unanimous sympathy from the people.

"I'm sorry, this child fell into the robber's nest."

"I'm still thinking about using the food in the palace to help the people. I'm so kind!"

"If you catch up with the good times of the great man, you will definitely be a good emperor, a pity...ah!"

After more than 20 years of unremitting efforts by the new Taizu Wang Mang, the people lived a particularly miserable life and were full of nostalgia for the not-to-date prosperous Han Dynasty. Although life might not have been very good at that time, it would never be miserable now.

Time filters out the hardships of the past, and the memories left behind are all beautiful.

As for the Gengshi Han, who started his career and won the country with the Green Forest Army, except for bringing a glimmer of hope to the people at the beginning, there was nothing commendable afterwards. The great Han people call them now are by no means Gengshi Han or Red Eyebrow Han, but the vague back that has long disappeared into the smoke of history.

The Han Dynasty was mentioned again and again, and all the beautiful imaginations of that powerful dynasty and the longing for the future were projected on the current little emperor.

"He is an authentic Han family member!"

"Such a good emperor may really take us to live and live a good life."

The poor people's demands for good emperors are so low that they can take them to live and live their lives, they will be entrusted with infinite hope and won their most sincere love.

If the people of Zheng County knew that this good emperor was just a fool, throw away the emperor's hat, throw away these people, and live their own lives, I wonder how they would feel.

At the porridge distribution site, the people heard another good news. The young emperor issued an order, saying that the disaster relief site would be expanded in a few days, and the city was providing relief. Now people are recruiting and collecting pots.

The people ran around and told each other, and everyone was joking, and the sound of "Long Live" was endless.

The same thing falls into the ears of different people and the feelings are absolutely different.

Liu Xiaqing sighed that His Majesty was kind and could not help but feel ache. How much food does the whole city get for disaster relief? Your Majesty is really "frugal"!

After hearing this, Xu Xuan just curled his lips. He just wanted the little emperor to make a roadside advertisement, but he insisted on making it a global poster. CCTV's king, but he was trying hard to make it a child, and he was still a child.

However, Prime Minister Xu, who is used to big scenes, was not worried at all. Anyway, he only gave a quota of twenty stones a day. If there were too many, whether the cowhide would be blown up, it was the little emperor's own business. What does it have to do with him, Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty?

Liu Xiao, the former Xi'an Hou, who was full of hemorrhoids, sneered in his small dark room. It seemed that the little boy could kill himself without taking action. He just had to wait for the dragon robe on his body.

His only guard, Zhang Wu, watched his master practice the process of ascending the throne at home, and he couldn't help but worry about his little brother.

Liu Penzi's young followers have been very energetic these two days, and the teenagers who have gained countless gratitude have developed some heroic complex, and are eager to carry out disaster relief and save more lives.

Zhai Xing, the head of the logistics chief, first raised the question, "I consumed three stones of grain yesterday, and today I consumed twenty-one stones of grain. Does Your Majesty want to give porridge in many places? There is not enough food and fodder, what can I do?"

The little emperor cried out: "Turn straighten your tongue and speak human words!"

"There is not enough food, so there is no way to provide disaster relief to the whole city." Zhai Xing said simply.

"I know there is no food, so I asked you to discuss how to find the food for disaster relief?" The emperor sat down and looked at his friends.

Hu Gouzi shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, where can I find it? The richest people are in Shenjing Lane. They have the richest family, but we have all seen it. It is the poorest there now, and no family has food. It seems that the whole Zheng County is not rich."

Sun Yi said: "The people starved to death and the giants in each camp, especially the few camps outside the city, were all fat and fat."

The Red Eyebrow Army used to call Giants, and when they met, hello, "Hello, Zhang Jiren!" "Wang Jiren, you're early!" It made people feel like they were in the giant country.

Hu Gouzi said, "That's it! Since entering Guanzhong, all the giants have become rich. They have brought more things and have slowed down their marches. They can still carry gold, silver and jewelry with them. The cloth is too heavy, let alone food. The food and cloth in the Taishan Camp are piled up into mountains. The people in their camp eat four dry meals a day and are unable to walk, so they sleep in the camp!"

Sun Yi said: "The same is true in Puyang Camp. My brothers from Puyang have gained weight these days, and some days they have grown by about ten pounds."

At this time, Hu Gouzi couldn't help but lower his voice, as if he was afraid that others would eavesdrop. "Your Majesty, I heard that the Prime Minister was thinking about the grain of each battalion and wanted them to hand over the excess grain to the large warehouse. The generals of each battalion united and resisted for the time being, but the Prime Minister seemed to be ruthless and must be taken away. I wonder if the generals could withstand it?"

Prime Minister Xu can manage the large custody of the army, but cannot manage the small custody of each battalion. However, if the small custody of each battalion is insufficient, he will definitely reach out to the large custody. As long as you take out the grain from each battalion, you can make Prime Minister Xu feel pain.

The little emperor was very happy to do anything that Prime Minister Xu could not bear, so he said, "It's decided that I will raise food from each camp."

Wang Meng said with a squeaker: "Your Majesty, which camp do you think you should go to first to grab it?"

Sun Yi smiled and said, "Can you rob it? Each battalion has more than 10,000 people, and each battalion has nearly 20,000 people, and we only have more than 100 people. How can we rob it? If you want me, why not talk to the generals of each battalion and borrow some from them first?"

Hu Gouzi said, "There is a saying in our army that, "I can do my wife, but I can't do my food, because my wife is better than robbery! If you want to borrow food from those people, it's better to kill them, otherwise how could the Prime Minister hit such a big nail? Your Majesty, I'm not saying that your words are useless, I mean, even the Prime Minister... In my opinion, it's better to sneak into the cart at night and go to the battalions to get out the food. They are so rich, it's enough for us to steal a little less."

Liu Penzi lay on the dragon couch with his back, stretched his waist wide, and said, "I am the lord of the world, how can I steal it? We don't lend it, steal it, or rob it. I want them to come to the door obediently."

The young men looked at each other, wondering what the emperor meant. Hu Gouzi leaned over and asked softly: "Your Majesty, what are you doing...a good idea?"

Liu Benzi was confident, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, don't be anxious, let the disaster relief work be handed over to the old scholar Zheng Shen. I think he is very capable. Let's continue training tomorrow!"

Unconsciously, the prime minister and the young emperor both turned their attention to the fat sheep in Zheng County, and it was up to whom the knife was fast.
Chapter completed!