the late Emperor Renzong, are used as door plaques. Under them are two large mahogany doors up to six meters wide, with a total of 49 nails in seven rows of vertical and horizontal rows.there are rul...In Chapter 125 of

, the so-called benevolence and righteousness

"to show saints in front of people is to pretend. Do you mean to pretend to be pushy "

Su Jinpa is quite interesting, but he still thinks these two words are not good words. With the advent of

, the atmosphere of getting along with each other is much more natural and less rusty.

talking, the two gradually left the bustling area of the capital.

especially after leaving the city, the sight of devastation made Su Jinpa feel sad, and Li Chen's words stopped sometime.

without saying a word, the two men took advantage of the heavy snow and rushed to Tongzhou.

"the capital is no more than 20 or 30 miles from Tongzhou. If there is a large-scale disaster relief, we should be able to see something not far ahead." Su Jinpa found a topic and said.

Li Chen nodded and said, "I hope these people still have a little conscience."

Su Jinpa knows what Li Chen means.

nowadays, natural disasters are rampant, and the treasury of the imperial court is empty. in fact, life is difficult for both ordinary people and officials.

but officials have natural advantages. If they want to be greedy, then the materials and food used for disaster relief are the best to do.

Su Jinpa can only pray that nothing happens today.

the two of them sped up, and there were more and more victims around them.

but in a quarter of an hour, Li Chen and Su Jinpa saw a long line outside a distant town.

nearly a thousand victims are lining up at the scene, and at the end of the line are several porridge sheds.

looking at the officers and soldiers around to maintain order, Su Jinpa said: "order is not bad, it seems that they are also attentively."

"dismount and take a look at the front."

the two men got off the horse and walked along the line to the location of the porridge shed.

not far away, Li Chen heard an old woman at the front of the line say weakly, "Sir, please, give me some more. My wife is too sick to walk. She still has a child in her belly. That's the only seed in our family. Give me some more." Half a spoonful will do. "

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only saw the clerk in charge of porridge scolding: "it is a great favor that his Royal Highness the Nine Prince is willing to give alms to the old and immortal things, but he dares to be too few. If you have more than half of the spoon, he has more than half of the spoon, and everyone has more than half of the spoon. How can I do this"

"if you like it or not, take the porridge and go away!"

the old woman hesitated to leave, still begging, but before she opened her mouth, the speaking officer picked up a spoonful of porridge and hit it on the forehead.

when she arrived, the old woman fell down screaming and her head was broken.

the government clerk scolded loudly: "Don't you get out of here or not, you ungrateful thing!"

with these words, the clerk scooped the big spoon still stained with the old woman's hair and blood into the pot and swore, "next!"

the old woman smashed the broken bowl and spilled porridge like plain boiled water. she couldn't even pay attention to the wound on her forehead. She desperately picked up the broken bowl, looked at the thin water with a shallow bottom inside, and wailed, "Oh, my God, why are you doing this to me" I just want to order porridge for daughter-in-law and his unborn grandson. "

the disaster victims around them are all numb, as if they are already used to it.

the next disaster victim squeezed him out and took a bowl to pick up the porridge.

it's just that before the big spoon could make half the bowl crystal clear, the porridge water that could almost be used as a mirror was poured into the bowl and was robbed by Li Chen.

"you, who are you"

the government servant who had been robbed of a large spoon was about to get angry subconsciously. He could see that Li Chen was extraordinarily handsome and well-dressed, so he obviously could not be a disaster victim, and his tone immediately weakened a lot.

Li Chen ignored him and stirred in the barrel with a spoon, only to see some shredded rice flowers floating up at the bottom, more than rice flowers, some jet-black sand and pebbles.

Li Chen said coldly, "the porridge that dogs don't even drink is what the nine princes call benevolence and righteousness!"ndstorm. That is bad luck."listening to Li Chen, Wan Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue and said, "your Highness is very lucky. I'm sure you won't encounter that sandstorm."Li Chen was about to speak when...