As a member of the General's Mansion, Wang Liang naturally knew the kindness of the young lady's porridge delivery. However, she didn't go out to give the porridge today, and she probably wanted to stop.

When it comes to giving porridge, they naturally want to give it as soon as they want to give it. They feel that they have enough, and then they can stop it. How thick are these people? Because the young lady stopped, they came to the door to "remind". They are not reminding them! It is obvious that they are forcing the door to force the young lady to continue giving porridge.

Wang Liang said with a stern face: "Our little lady, I guess she won't give me porridge anymore. Please come back!"

"No, what should we do if she stops giving porridge?"

"That's right, we are all going to starve to death, and our family is dying by relying on a bowl of porridge every day!"

Wang Liang looked at the screaming people and thought to himself: "What should you do? What should Mrs. Guan do?"

Do these people even want their faces?

Compared with life, what is the face?

Song Heng rode back from the palace on a horse. As soon as he arrived at the street entrance, he saw a group of people sitting in front of his mansion.

What's the situation?

He rode over with a question mark on his face and Qiaomu, who also had a question mark for a year.

"What's going on?" Song Heng turned over and dismounted, looking at Wang Liang and asked.

Wang Liang replied: "General, the young lady did not serve porridge today, so these people came to the door."

Upon hearing this, Song Heng frowned. The behavior of these people was obviously wrong, but as an imperial official, he could not say anything wrong to these suffering people.

Qiao Mu got off the horse, looked at the person sitting on the ground, and swallowed it back when he said something.

Zhang Ke looked up at Song Heng and said, "Madam General Song suddenly stopped serving porridge, which was to cut off the life-saving porridge for us. Without porridge, we could only wait to die."

"That's it! General Song, you can do it. Let Mrs. Zun continue to serve the porridge!"

"Our requirements are not high, so it will be done until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month." At that time, the snow stopped and the weather was warmer, and their lives were better.

Song Heng really couldn't say no to these poor people.

But the people watching the fun couldn't help but speak.

"You are too much. When do people want to do good deeds and when do they do it? It's all their business. Why do you still make it up for others?"

"That's right, Mrs. Song has done enough, and others will give me some porridge and some food when there is a happy event. Mrs. Song has given me more than half a month!"

"You are content!"

"What do you know?" The lazy man stood up and pointed at the melon-eating crowd and shouted: "This little lady of the Song family just wants to save a good reputation. Now that she has accumulated enough reputation, she wants to kick us? No! We won't agree."

"That's right, we won't agree."

"Since she uses us, she has to take responsibility for it."

Song Heng frowned and looked at the shouting people. He could understand their desire to live, but it was too scoundrel for them to say this.

He said, "How can you think so?"

"General Song, it's not that we are thinking about it, it's the truth." Zhang Ke said: "You haven't seen it. Sometimes when Mrs. Zun sees us, how disgusting the look in her eyes is. When we get close to her and want to thank her, she retreats like she sees dirty things. Even if the child is close to her, she is like this. How can such a person do good deeds sincerely?"

Song Heng was stopped by Zhang Ke. His words were quite reasonable. How could a person who is kind-hearted and does good deeds against those who do good deeds!

Could it be that Lin Qingxue really just wants to gain a good reputation? Moreover, because of her kind deeds of cooking porridge, her current reputation is very good in this imperial city, second only to Wan'er.
Chapter completed!