Chapter 680: Good people are hard to do

The porridge shed is being built, with a sheepskin shed on the top, and a huge stove is set up below. A large iron pot has begun to steam. The rice has not yet been put into the pot and is being transported from the treasury, but the water has already boiled, bringing some warmth to the whole of Taiyuan.

The workers were still busy, putting salt and oil in them first. Fortunately, there was a lot of oil stored in the treasury, and adding more oil can also help you avoid hunger.

The victims who entered the city rushed over as soon as they saw the smoke from the cooking stove here. Fortunately, they were very disciplined and there was no chaos at all. Some people even shouted in the crowd: "Let the ones with children be in front of them first."

As long as a person has hope, all order and morality will be reorganized. In addition, everyone knows that this porridge was created by His Highness Pingxi. With a grateful heart, he will become more and more afraid to cause trouble to Pingxi.

The team lined up in a long queue, and there was no end at first sight. At this time, several large trucks carrying rice bags came. The crew carried the rice down, opened it, took the dustpan and put all the rice into a few large pots. The fragrant rice fragrance aroused everyone's greed. In this cold winter, everyone felt a little warm.

The ginger soup on the other side was almost cooked and had already started to be used. After taking a bite of ginger soup, the victims began to steam. This cold winter was not as cold as before.

Then I gave the porridge. The porridge was thick or not, and it was not thin. It was so in my mouth that it was indescribable to warm people. After drinking the porridge, I had already had some strength all over my body, and even my eyes seemed energetic.

After one pot of porridge was delivered, another pot was put on. There were dozens of porridge sheds in the city, and it took two hours to eat up the porridge water.

This porridge is naturally not full, but it can support the desperate people to continue to live. The victims who are a little energetic licked the residual stains on their lips. Although they were still unsatisfied, they were satisfied.

At this moment, a gong sounded in the city, and a servant swayed along the street and shouted, "Come with me if you want to sleep."

The people following the service immediately lined up again.

In the narrow alley, the snow here has been cleaned up and hay is laid out. The walls on both sides of the head are connected by cowhide felt, with walls covering the wind and felts blocking the snow. A small alley is often crowded with hundreds of people to rest. The heat emitted by everyone makes the alley warm in an instant.

As long as you are willing to do it, there will be a way. Without a house, you can still survive this long snowy night. People are crowded with people and curled up in the alley. Without the cold wind, rain and snow, the exhausted person actually slept very fast and fell asleep all of a sudden.

The tired servants finally stopped their work and worked for several hours without touching the ground. They leaned on hundreds of them to settle down tens of thousands of victims. What they thought was impossible in the past was not difficult today.

When he returned to the yamen, Shen Ao had not yet fallen asleep. There was no moonlight or starlight on this snowy night. Shen Ao was reading a book quietly with a candle. When he saw the servants coming in, he put down the book and said lightly: "Have the porridge and rice been distributed?"

"If you say the prince, you have all been given up, and there is no one left out." The Absassin's face was flushed, and he felt a sense of stability as if he had settled down. He did not forget to say: "Even those who were sick and curled up in the corner of the wall could not come to get the porridge, the villain also asked each to send a bowl of ginger soup and porridge water."

Chen Ao nodded and said with relief: "Okay, you guys have done a good job."

Chen Ao stood up and said calmly: "Each person will give a reward of 100 guan, whether it is the escort, the head or the third rank of civil servants, the soap officials, and the quick officials."

One hundred coins... Maybe this is nothing at this time, but if winter passes, it will be a lot of money, enough to buy a few acres of land for a few cows.

If hundreds of people reward each with one hundred coins, this is tens of thousands of coins missing. This move is really awesome.

"Prince..." Everyone could no longer understand the arrogance. If he was said to be a good person, but he killed people like a terrible person. If he was said to be a bad person, he would be generous again. An otaku said in fear: "This is all the responsibility of the villain, how can you dare to seek credit and reward?" The servants all showed shame.

Chen Ao said lightly: "I will take you and take it. I have never sent hungry soldiers. As long as I do my best to serve the victims, I will still have the reward." He paused for a moment and continued: "Go and receive the reward. After receiving it, go to bed immediately. I will get up at the third update tonight and prepare to make porridge."

At this time, I can only sleep for less than three more hours at most, but no one complained, thanked them one after another, and went out one after another.

Chen Ao sat down tiredly, looked at the Ran's oil lamp in a daze, sighed, and said, "It's hard to do a good person." Then he stood up and went to the bedroom to rest.

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The Taiyuan Governor's Office covers a large area and is majestic and spectacular. The ground collapsed and collapsed several rooms, so Wen Xianzhi's bedroom was changed from the back house to the front house. There were already several charcoal fires in this room, and Wen Xianzhi, who had been dressed in dry clothes, was still sneezing. It's strange that those victims may not be infected with typhoid fever after staying in the snow for a night. The Taiyuan Governor was wearing fox fur and stood outside for only an hour, but they could no longer bear it.

After taking a sip of hot ginger soup, Wen Xianzhi felt that his body was hot and his headache was not that bad. Then the doctor came over with the medicine box and took the pulse for the governor. The doctor stroked his beard and shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Governor, it's just a little cold and the body is yin deficiency. I prescribe a few doses of medicine to ensure that the disease can be cured." After that, he went to the outer hall to write a list. Wen Xianzhi asked the servant to boil the medicine and rewarded the doctor with a lifetime of money. Sitting alone in the hot room, he gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, a servant came to report, "Sir, Duke Zheng is here."

Wen Xianzhi knew why Zheng Ke came here, so she nodded and said lightly: "Don't have to go to the hall to meet guests. It's too cold there, so please ask the Duke to come here to speak."

Wen Xianzhi's face became gloomy again. The arrival of Duke Zheng brought him back to reality. After his headache was relieved, he realized that it was not fun to have such a killing star in the city.

When Zheng Ke crossed the threshold, his face was full of pride, and there was no sign of being frightened by Chen Ao. As soon as he came in, he walked to Wen Xianzhi very enthusiastically, held Wen Xianzhi who was getting up to welcome the guests with his hands, and smiled: "I just heard that Mr. Wen was getting cold. Is it better now? I have ordered someone to send some not-so-value medicinal materials. Mr. Wen saw what he could eat, and picked it up. He was very good for Mr. Wen's health."

Wen Xianzhi smiled and said, "You are polite to Zheng State. Actually, it's not a serious illness. You will be cured tomorrow, but it's a worry for Zheng State."

The two of them greeted each other warmly for a while, and the guest and the host sat down. Zheng Ke looked around and said, "It's a pity..." He glanced at Wen Xianzhi with a meaningful look and said lightly: "Wang Zhi can't enjoy it."

Wen Xianzhi heard the word "Wang Zhi" and his eyebrows were covered with frost, and said, "Chen Ao killed Wang Zhi, it was for me to see. Humph, his Shangfang sword could kill the fifth-rank prefect. Do you dare to kill me, the governor?"

Zheng Ke smiled faintly and said, "It's good that this is the case. Today, the Chen surname killed Wang Zhi, so that the officials on both ends of the head and rat can see clearly that the King of Pingxi is here to kill people, so no one should have any thoughts of being out of the matter. Either the Chen surname dies, or we die together."

Wen Xianzhi said, "No, if you don't fight hard, you will have to die. I believe everyone understands it."

The charcoal fire was burning red with crackling. Wen Xianzhi took the tongs and stirred it. The heat came to her face. She had just eaten ginger soup and started sweating. He slowly said: "In fact, the disaster victims entered the city, which is also good for us. Chen Ao opened the treasury in Taiyuan, but so many mouthfuls, how long can this rice be eaten? It takes a few days, and when the food is finished, the disaster victims have no food. Let's see how he ends up?"

Zheng Ke closed his eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and said, "In the evening, the news of porridge was heard, and the long queues lined up on the rice shop immediately dispersed. Now the rice shop only sold more than 130 dou of rice. If he allowed him to distribute porridge like this, Zheng Ji rice shop would have to close the door. But..." He continued leisurely: "The governor said nothing wrong. When the treasury's food is gone, let's see how he ends up."

The little maid had already served tea. Zheng Ke picked up the tea and drank it lightly, holding the teacup in both hands and continued, "But then, Chen's surname is always as cunning as a fox. Will he have a back?"

Wen Xianzhi pondered for a moment and said, "There should be no food. No food, no matter how hard he can do it. But..." He smiled coldly and said, "I thought of an idea. When there is no rice in the warehouse, the rice shops in each store will not open for the time being. Hungry them for a few days first, and then ask people to incite them. The victims in the city are already crowded. As long as someone is willing to take the lead, the surname Chen will be called to take care of him."

Zheng Ke smiled. In fact, he had already planned this plan. The rice with two guan and one dou is really at a disadvantage now. After getting rid of Chen Ao, the price can still rise, even if it is five guan and one dou, there is no fear that no one will come to buy it. Before this, when the treasury's grain is finished, it is better to hunger those unruly people.

Zheng Ke nodded to Wen Xianzhi, and then greeted Wen Xianzhi. After repeated condolences to Wen Xianzhi's condition, Zheng Ke smiled and said, "It's getting late, I'm leaving, and Mr. Wen has a good rest. Let's hold back for a while these days. What's the account after seven or eight days."

Wen Xianzhi stood up and saw him off, holding Zheng Ke's hand and said, "Duke Zheng is walking slowly." He kept sending Zheng Ke to the middle gate. Seeing Zheng Ke get on the carriage, Wen Xianzhi walked back and called a main person and said, "Are the manpower ready?"

The main person said: "Don't worry, Master, you are all ready, everything is ready, only the east wind is not needed."

"The east wind is about to rise." Wen Xianzhi said, looking at the hazy snowy night.

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Chapter completed!