No words can express the shocking mood of little Xingxing at this moment.
She is riding a horse.
As far as the eye could see, they were all filled with dark crowds.
The open space outside the city wall seemed to have turned into a slum. There were occasionally a few tents around, but more people had no shelter and could only huddle their necks and use fires to keep warm.
There were men and women in the crowd, old and young, all in ragged clothes and with sallow complexions and thin bodies.
There were guards and officers and soldiers to maintain order. Everyone lined up neatly with a bowl in their hands, staring longingly at the rows of wooden barrels with lids. The aroma of porridge wafted out from the barrels, and some
The child smelled the fragrance and wanted to go forward, but was pulled back by his parents. The child was so hungry that he cried loudly.
Everyone's expressions were numb, and their despair for the future life made people feel sad just by looking at them.
There is no harm without comparison.
Although many people in modern times cry out that life is unfair, compared to these ancient people who had no clothes to wear and no food to eat, they no longer know where happiness is.
"See Princess!"
The guards of the palace knelt on the ground. The refugees were stunned and knelt on the ground. Little Xingxing felt more and more uncomfortable. She immediately got off her horse and helped an old man closest to her, "Please get up quickly."
"Thank you, Princess."
When everyone stood up, Little Xingxing took a breath and stood up high. This stage was temporarily built to facilitate shouting and maintain order among the crowd.
The little star took off her hat, revealing her peerless face.
Everyone held their breath unconsciously.
No one dared to speak out.
In the silence, a child's voice sounded particularly clear, "Mom, is that the Guanyin Queen on the stage? It's so beautiful."
"..." Looking at the little Xingxing who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a beautiful face, everyone had the same thoughts as that child.
This... is probably the goddess Guanyin descending to earth! This kind of shocking effect is what Little Star wants.
Mo Yu on the side handed over a simple paper trumpet, and Little Xingxing took the trumpet and shouted loudly, "Fathers and fellow villagers who have left their hometowns, thank you for your hard work."
"..." No one expected that the first thing Little Xingxing said would be this.
Some of the refugees were already sobbing softly.
Little Xingxing added, "No one is willing to leave their hometown unless they have no choice. I understand your suffering, Prince Jing understands it, and so does the Emperor."
"Prince Jing has been ordered to repair the dam. Once the dam is repaired, our fellow villagers will no longer suffer from floods in the future.
Prince Jing is on the front line of disaster relief and dam construction in the disaster area. Although I am a weak woman, I still want to do my best."
"From today on, I will give porridge here every day. Even if I lose all the property of the royal family, I still want to let my father and fellow villagers have food to eat."
Finally someone couldn't help crying.
Crying seemed to be contagious, and soon the cries became one.
this moment.
Little Xingxing is the goddess in their hearts, and at the same time, the three words "Prince Jing's Mansion" are also imprinted on everyone's hearts like a brand.
I can see that everyone's mood is about the same.
Little Xingxing held up the trumpet again and said, "Don't worry, fellow villagers, the emperor loves the people like his own son, and has sent princes to various places to provide relief. The emperor will not give up on every common people, and the emperor will definitely come up with ways to rescue the fellow villagers.
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"Yes, the emperor will not give up on us."
"The Emperor's grace is mighty."
"Kowtow to Princess Jing, and bow to King Jing."
"..." Seeing that the goal was achieved, Little Xingxing asked people to start serving porridge and steamed buns without saying a word.
The people suddenly became excited.
Mo Yu held a trumpet and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't push or crowd. We have prepared a lot of porridge and steamed buns. Everyone has a share. We brought the food and pots.
If it’s not enough, we’ll continue to cook on site to make sure everyone gets a share.”
Everyone is still crowded, fearing that they won’t be able to reach them.
Mo Yu was afraid that there would be a stampede, so he shouted again at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, please spread the word to the back. Those who do not follow order will not be separated from each other."
"..." This sentence works very well.
The crowd was noisy for a while, but soon became quiet. Although everyone was still very anxious this time, they were obviously more disciplined.
Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Little Xingxing also breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them retreated to the rear, and Mo Yu took a water bag and drank some saliva, "Oh my god, my throat is splitting...Sister, you are such a thief."
Little Xingxing rolled her eyes at him.
"You did it on purpose just now, right?"
Mo Yu laughed and exposed her, "He said that the emperor sent people to relieve the disaster, but he didn't mention Prince Jiang at all. He really didn't let him take advantage of it at all."
"That's necessary. I don't spend my human, material and financial resources on advertising for him."
"Chu Mohan is so lucky to meet you."
of course.
If she said she would help Chu Mohan, she would definitely help him.
"Just now you put a high hat on the Emperor. With your words, the Emperor has to take care of these refugees whether he cares or not."
"This is the effect we want."
Little Xingxing rolled her eyes, "I don't want to mention him, let people only remember Chu Mohan's good qualities.
But...this current man is selfish, petty-minded and suspicious. If we don't mention him, he will definitely murmur in his heart, thinking that Chu Mohan is up to no good, so he would rather scatter wealth to win the hearts of the people.
We are helping Chu Mohan, not harming him."
Mo Yu sighed, "Obviously he is his own son, but he still has to be on guard at all times. I'm really speechless."
"It's all for profit. In modern wealthy families, in order to fight for power, there are many cases where brothers fight against each other, and father and son turn against each other. That's just to fight for family power. This is the throne...the interests are greater, and more lives are involved.
The fight was certainly more intense."
Mo Yu pouted.
To put it bluntly, he is still ruthless.
The most ruthless emperor's family is absolutely right.
After breakfast.
The carriage carrying tents and quilts also arrived.
Tents are rare items, and of course it is impossible for each family to have one. Little Star asked people to register and allocate one to those who fled with the elderly and children.
Others can live with people they know well.
Each tent houses four people, and if there are no familiar people, they will be randomly assigned.
Five tents were specially set aside, three were used to receive patients, and the other two were reserved for staff who were busy before and after work to rest.
Also arriving with the tent were two doctors and several medicine boys from Little Star Pharmacy. The two doctors pulled a whole carriage of typhoid medicine. The two doctors were both benevolent and righteous people. When they arrived, they saw the scene outside the city.
Without saying anything, he set up the stove and started boiling the medicine.
Medicines to dispel cold.
Treat the disease if you are sick, and prevent cold air from entering the body even if you are not sick.
The people had no idea that Little Xingxing was so considerate, and after receiving the tent and quilt, they expressed their gratitude profusely.
Especially knowing that these items were all made with money from Prince Jing's Mansion, the common people engraved the words "Prince Jing's Mansion", "Prince Jing" and "Princess Jing" firmly in their hearts.
...and at this time.
Qianqing Palace also received the news of Little Stars giving porridge to the refugees immediately.
Emperor Yongxuan frowned for a moment and then said something with unclear meaning.