Wu Bei could see that these children were malnourished, so he returned to the stall selling meatballs and asked, "How many are there? I want them all."
The boss was very happy and kept saying yes. While he was making it, Wu Bei took it and distributed it to these hungry children. These children were not very old, the youngest was only three or four years old and the oldest was nine years old.
They got the meatballs given by Wu Bei and devoured them one by one, even faster than Wu Bei.
Wu Bei asked Lan Xinyue: "Xinyue, how come there are so many children who don't have enough to eat in a prosperous place like the capital?"
Lan Xinyue: "This is normal. There are a large number of hungry people everywhere. They are usually farmers who have lost their land, or small traders who have gone bankrupt. Because they have lost the ability to make money to support their families, they can only wander on the streets. Good luck
Yes, they will be bought by wealthy families, trained and then kept in their homes. But most people can only beg and wander throughout their lives until they die."
Seeing how pitiful they were, Wu Bei bought some other food for them. However, he was afraid that the children would be overwhelmed and did not dare to give too much.
When they were full, they all kowtowed to him to thank him, and then left in droves.
After eating at two more stalls, he suddenly felt a clutter of footsteps behind him. When he turned his head, he saw more children running towards him. They were also hungry people and their clothes were in tatters.
The group of children gathered around Wu Bei and asked him for food. Wu Bei said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone has it. Have you seen this street? You can eat and take whatever you want here.
I'll pay the bill when I'm done eating."
Everyone in the street saw this scene, and the bosses were very happy, and they all agreed and asked the children to eat at their place.
For a while, the children were very happy. One had meatballs, another had rock sugar porridge, and some had grilled sausages, stewed meat, etc.
Wu Bei asked a stall owner: "Boss, how much money can you make if you work here for one year?"
The stall owner smiled and said: "I can't make much, I can barely support my family. It only costs 50,000 talisman a year."
Wu Bei: "I will give you five hundred thousand talisman money, and you will come here every day to do business as usual. However, you cannot charge these children for eating your food."
The boss was overjoyed when he heard this: "Sure, of course!"
There are more than a hundred large and small stalls on this street. Wu Bei used the same method to persuade these stall owners to pay a lump sum of five years each time, in order to allow these children to eat here for free.
Lan Xinyue smiled and said: "My husband is really compassionate and can't bear to see the suffering in the world."
Wu Bei: "I am the Human Emperor, and I feel the same way these children are suffering."
He was silent for a few seconds and said: "Xinyue, if I become emperor, can you help me govern the country?"
Lan Xinyue was stunned: "Husband, do you want to be the emperor?"
Wu Bei: "Yes. Being an emperor is a lot of trouble, and I can't handle it alone, so someone has to help me. Can you do it?"
Lan Xinyue: "I have some experience in managing Prince Zhan's Mansion before. Even if I don't do well in the early stage, I can learn from it."
Wu Bei asked: "Does the Blackwater Dynasty have any ministers capable of governing the world?"
Lan Xinyue: "Yes, there are a few. Even my father admired these people very much at first. But after the new emperor came to the throne, these old ministers either retired and returned home, or were exiled to other places, and some even went to jail."
Wu Bei: "Well, Xinyue, you have to take more care of these people in the future and let them remember us."
"good!"
Soon, the time for the royal banquet came, and Wu Bei and Lan Xinyue arrived at the royal banquet. The banquet hall occupied an extremely large area, and thousands of princes and ministers were sitting everywhere. Wu Bei didn't know these people, so
He didn't bother to say hello, he just ate snacks and chatted with Lan Xinyue.
The snacks in the palace are very delicious. Ever since he arrived, Wu Bei's mouth has not been idle. The maids have changed the plates in front of him batch after batch.
"Xinyue, who is the number one master in the dynasty?"
Lan Xinyue: "This is the Imperial Master Helian Huangtu. He is a powerful Dao Lord. Under the Imperial Master, there are four generals who are half-step golden immortals, and they are all powerful. Of course, minister,
There are also a group of true immortals with extraordinary strength, all of whom hold high positions."
Wu Bei: "So the Blackwater Dynasty is not weak at all."
Lan Xinyue: "Well, these are just things on the surface. The Blackwater Dynasty has many powerful trump cards. These methods will only be used when the country is in danger."
At this time, someone from the side suddenly said: "Isn't this Princess Xinyue of Prince Zhan's Mansion?"
Wu Bei looked over, and saw a fat and ugly young man looking over, staring directly at Lan Xinyue, which made people feel disgusted at the first sight.
Lan Xinyue frowned slightly: "It turns out to be Prince Dianyun."
This man sat down opposite Lan Xinyue unceremoniously. Then he glanced at Wu Bei and asked, "Who are you? Are you a servant of Prince Zhan's Mansion?"
Wu Bei: "Who I am has nothing to do with you. Get out of here."
Wu Bei was not angry and told him to get out.
The fat and ugly man's face turned cold: "You're looking for death!"
As he spoke, he actually reached out and pushed Wu Bei. This push seemed clumsy, but there was a tremendous force coming from him. If Wu Bei hadn't been so powerful, he would have pushed him into a fight!
The man pushed, but Wu Bei didn't move at all. He was stunned for a moment and tried to push again.
Wu Bei said calmly: "Get out!" He waved his sleeves, and the fat man rolled away and flew away, smashing a table not far away and making a jingling noise.
Immediately, several guards rushed over and said in a deep voice: "In this important place of the royal banquet, no fighting is allowed!"
Unexpectedly, this man was very arrogant. He cursed: "My prince wants to fight, but you dare to control me? Do you believe that my prince asked the emperor to kill you?"
The guards looked ugly. Of course they knew who this person was, and it was indeed not someone they could mess with. So they all stood aside helplessly and stopped talking.
The fat man stood up, pointed at Wu Bei and smiled strangely: "Boy, if you dare to fight with me, I will make your life worse than death. Not only you, but your family and friends will also have to endure the worst pain in the world like you.
Torture!”
Wu Bei asked Lan Xinyue: "Xinyue, where did this idiot escape?"
Lan Xinyue: "King Wu, he is the eldest son of General Guo Xun who guards the Dianyun Mountains. His name is Guo Zhen."
Wu Bei said loudly: "Guo Zhen, I have a bad temper. Come and kowtow to me and apologize, otherwise I will teach you a lesson for your own father today!"
Guo Zhen was furious: "What the hell, King Wu, in front of my son, you are just shit, go to hell!"
This man was really lawless. He stretched out his hand and threw out a sword talisman. An astonishing sword light, shaped like a crescent moon, shot towards Wu Bei.
Wu Bei reached out and grabbed the sword light, and then he squeezed it hard, and the sword light went out.
Guo Zhen was stunned. Is this okay?
Wu Bei then also swung a sword light. The sword light was dim, and it was in front of him in an instant. A flash of blood appeared, and the prince's head was cut off. His body fell to the ground after a few seconds.
"Killing people!" a minister exclaimed.
"The one who died is Guo Xun's son. Now we are in trouble!" This chapter has been completed!