He scooped up the porridge with a spoon and poured it into the bowl. The bowl was full with two large spoons. The man hurriedly held it and went to drink it, not caring whether it was hot or not.
The hot porridge swirls in the mouth, passes through the throat, and enters the stomach. The stomach warms up and feels very comfortable.
Many people queued up, and they were busy holding bowls and drinking. After drinking, they were not satisfied and wanted to pick it up again, but they were told to queue up again.
"I just walked away a little bit. I was in front of everyone. Please scoop up a bowl."
"Please go to the back and line up." Ying Cai had a warm smile on his face.
There are always people who can’t carry it clearly and try to push the envelope even further.
"How long do you have to wait to get back in line? Why did you move your hand to scoop me a bowl?"
Zeng Rongen was displeased because he didn't want to delay the people waiting in line behind him. Just when he was about to plead, Ying Cai said coldly: "Pull it down."
The two soldiers who were guarding the porridge stall came forward. The man was yelling and gagged, and was taken to a corner and had his neck wiped.
Someone quickly disposed of the body, and the two soldiers returned to their posts. Those who saw this scene were filled with fear, and those who were ready to take action stopped thinking.
Yingcai smiled softly: "Your Majesty is kind, but that's not the reason for you to kick your nose and face."
No one dared to speak.
Those who still want a second bowl should go to the back and queue up. It’s not worth dying for such a trivial matter.
"Listen carefully." Yingcai put down his spoon and looked at the people, "Your Majesty's order is an imperial edict, and no one must violate it or show any disrespect. Remember, your Majesty can give you food and keep you alive. You can also give it easily.
You are on your way."
After saying that, she asked the soldiers to be responsible for serving porridge.
Watching Yingcai turn around and enter the general's mansion, everyone was silent. Zeng Rongen felt hot in his heart.
In the general's mansion, the backyard.
Zhu Qinghong followed Ono's instructions and came to a house surrounded by fences.
The house has three floors, and the overall look is like a huge and exquisite birdcage. There was a sense of oppression in the house, and suddenly a black figure hit the fence.
It turned out to be a black panther. It hit the fence hard, and even though it was injured, it did not lose its ferocity.
The black panther is a little thin, not like the vigorous leopard in Zhu Qinghong's impression. A leopard in its peak state has just the right body muscles and beautiful running lines.
Thinking about it, the army was short of food, so how could there be food to feed the panthers? Zhu Qinghong raised his hand and took out a piece of raw meat and threw it in.
The black panther took one bite and devoured it.
Watching it eat three times, five times, five times and two times, Zhu Qinghong raised his lips and said, "Do you want to come out?"
Glancing at Zhu Qinghong, the black panther licks its paws.
Zhu Qinghong took out another piece of raw meat and said seductively: "Don't you want to come out?"
His eyes lit up, and the black panther stretched out his claws to hook the raw meat. Zhu Qinghong took a few steps back and said, "Follow me and let you eat as much as you want."
The black panther looked disdainful and lay gracefully on the ground.
This is a spiritual leopard, and Zhu Qinghong is very interested.
"Since you don't want to come out and want to starve to death inside, I won't force you." Zhu Qinghong took back the meat, turned around and left.
Eyes widened in disbelief, the black panther stared at her figure. Zhu Qinghong turned his head, and he immediately looked away, as if he always looked arrogant.
Zhu Qinghong walked back: "I'll give you one last chance. Will you come out with me?"
The black panther looked at her for a long time and finally stretched out his claws. Zhu Qinghong slashed the fence with his knife: "You are too thin, you have to feed..."
Before it finished speaking, it rushed out. After being imprisoned for a long time, the black panther escaped and started to have fun.
Zhu Qinghong caught up with him in a flash, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of its neck. With his feet off the ground, the sizable black panther looked at Zhu Qinghong in confusion.
"Be good and give you some meat." Zhu Qinghong touched its head, "You have good qualifications. Let's carry out genetic modification."
When she finished speaking, she threw the black panther into the space door.
The robotic arm quickly took over and dragged it into the culture tank for genetic modification.
"Having a mount will save you a lot of trouble in the future." Zhu Qinghong smiled with satisfaction.
Future appearances will surely attract more attention.
She went back to the main hall to make arrangements for the rest of the day. The porridge was free on the first day, but you had to pay for it starting from the second day.
The common people took out their savings, but Yingcai said that he would only accept copper coins from the Yunhong Dynasty. The currency is different, so wouldn't it be impossible to buy it? It can be exchanged, and it can be earned through work.
Exchange it, ten for one.
Even if the people think it is a scam, they have to change. Those who really have no money will work to make money.
Food is the most important thing for the people.
What will the people eat if they don’t farm? Open the fields and plant them so that they can harvest before the end of the year.
In order not to dampen the enthusiasm of the people.
Zhu Qinghong specifically asked Ono to put in a little water and wait for the crops to be harvested before cooling down.
Ono opens the energy shield and maintains a certain temperature. Everyone knows the benefits for beginners.
In addition to planting, people with skills returned to their old jobs. Anyway, they can't just eat and wait to die. Zhu Qinghong doesn't feed idle people. Su Rui has her protection to protect the crops.
Fang Youan had to take several temperature-keeping orbs and arrange them for the crops. When the sweet potatoes sprouted, daily life in the city had resumed.
The people have obviously gained weight and have smiles on their faces. Their eyes are full of expectations for a better future.
The black panther was genetically modified successfully, and after putting on the mecha, it was like flying in the sky with its wings spread out. It likes to spread its wings and hover over the city, as if it is patrolling its territory.
Black Panther is enjoying himself now. He follows Zhu Qinghong to eat various delicacies every day. He also lies on the eaves to bask in his belly.
The people in these three cities were living well, and word soon spread to other cities in the Sheng Kingdom. The lonely people chose to pack up their bags and flee, while those with families and families were looking forward to the arrival of Zhu Qinghong's army every day.
Under repeated oppression by the army, the people's lives were worse than death, with only this little hope left.
Shengguo, Imperial City.
Royal Palace.
Fenghan was so angry that he threw several tea cups: "What do you mean you can't defeat it?"
The general below replied: "Our army's food reserves are insufficient. What we can plunder from the people is limited. If you lose the three cities, you will lose them. The more important thing is to quell the civil strife first. The soldiers in the hands of the Zhang family and Sang Xu disappeared without a trace.
No trace, must be found as soon as possible."
"It's been so long since I've found it, what are you doing for food!" Feng Han picked up the inkstone and hit the general on the head, saying gloomily, "Spread the news and behead Sang Xu tomorrow. I don't believe they won't show up. If they don't show up, Sang Xu will be beheaded."
His head is hung on the city wall."
When blood bleeds from the head, the general does not wipe it away.
He bowed and stepped back, wanting to see the prison but then stopped. He was confused, very confused.
Unable to see the future of the country, the generals did not know what to do. It is said that three cities were captured, but the enemy did not kill a single commoner.
They gave food and money.
Teach the people to farm and be self-reliant. Now the people in the three cities are living a good life.
The human heart has been lost and cannot be taken back.
The civil strife had just ended and there were heavy casualties. There was no way they could recapture the three cities.
Sang Xu, Sang Xu, caused civil strife for a woman and tore the country into pieces. As a general, aren’t you ashamed?
Sighing softly, he didn't go to jail after all.
It is a shame in the military for the juniors we once valued the most to go astray and abandon the country.
On the second day, a disheveled man was dragged to the execution ground. No one came to save him after waiting for a long time. The executioner raised his knife and chopped off his head with one blow, and his head fell to the ground.
Many people hiding in the dark struggled to endure, their eyes were red, or their hands were bleeding from pinching.
The soldiers hung the head on the city wall so that everyone passing by could see it. But the long hair covered the face, so it was not clear who it was.
Zhang Wenrong suddenly woke up from his nap, his heart beating rapidly, mixed with unreasonable uneasiness.
She walked out of the room to get some air, but she felt even more tight in her chest. She was restless and frowning. Zhang Wenrong didn't know what was wrong with her. Could something have happened?
She couldn't figure it out and could only calm down slowly.
Three days later, Wei Wan sent a message to His Majesty to summon him. Zhang Wenrong went and was surprised and happy to see the people in the room.
She went up to him: "Brother, why are you here? Are my parents okay? Is my brother okay?"
"They are all very good. It's just..." Zhang Jin, the eldest son of Zhang, hesitated to speak.
Zhang Wenrong felt inexplicably uneasy and his eyes were panicked.
Knowing that it was difficult to speak, Zhu Qinghong did it for him: "Sang Xu was beheaded three days ago and his head was hung on the city wall."
"What, what?" Zhang Wenrong could hardly find his voice. Impossible, impossible, Huailin is so powerful...
"After I sent you away, we and Huailin raised an army." Zhang Jin choked with sobs. "The plan went smoothly. However, General Li was too strong and delayed Fenghan's return to the city. Huailin only took a few people to distract Fenghan to protect us.
, and was finally caught."
With tears filling his eyes, Zhang Wenrong shook his head gently.
She doesn’t believe it, she doesn’t believe it.
Huailin became famous at a young age, wearing bright clothes and angry horses.
He is the youngest general in the Sheng Kingdom and has fought countless victorious battles. Since he chose to cut off the queen, he must have left a way out. He will definitely not die...
Zhang Jin said in pain: "Three days ago, Feng Han spread the news about beheading Huailin. We knew it was a trap, and we wanted to save him. But we couldn't do it at all. You, the only one who showed the power of the priest, were crippled. We saved him.
I can't save him, I can't save him..."
Regardless of the Zhang family or the rebels, Sang Xu is their backbone. Now that the backbone is gone, the greatest combat power is lost, which is equivalent to the tiger having its teeth pulled out.
If you go to save people, they will die in vain. If they don't save them, they can still retain some strength.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. Zhang Wenrong opened her mouth but could not make any sound. She felt suffocated and the world collapsed.
The boy who made trouble with her when she was young and gave her hairpins when she grew up. He is a small, white and fat boy, so don’t talk awkwardly to her.
"Ah Rong, my aunt said that you are very handy and good at taking care of your hair. Please help me comb my hair. The maid's comb is not nice."
The young man who was loyal but chose to rebel for her. The sadness in his eyes was as deep as the ocean, and he cried out word by word.
"Wen Rong, let's go. Go far."
The young man who was riding a horse and stretched out his hand to her with a bright smile took her hand and held her in his arms. She bowed her head shyly and heard his hearty laughter.
She scolded him and hit him, but he held her fist and wrapped it in his palm, holding the reins and moving forward together.
"Don't you want me to teach you how to ride a horse? Come on, I'll pull you up. What are you afraid of? With me here, this horse won't dare to act recklessly."
The boy who sent her away with farewell eyes. "Don't come back."
The young man with eyes full of affection, staring at the girl he loves...
"Ah Rong, Ah Rong. We have finally made an engagement. When I come back from the expedition, we will get married."
After all, they didn't wait for the day to get married.
Because she was deprived of her priestly power, she was imprisoned in the palace and never saw the light of day. He broke into the palace to save her, was sentenced to death with a rod, and sent her away after the imperial edict was issued.
Leave the suffering to him and give her a promising future.