Chapter Seventy-One: Worrying About the People
The news spread quickly and reached Shen Zecang's ears in a moment.
The third prince, who was still playing chess and drinking tea with others, immediately threw down the expensive white porcelain cup in his hand, and the subordinates in the same room held their breath, watched cautiously, gritted their teeth, and called all the officials who were doing the work over, and reprimanded them.
"What are you all doing, now it's okay, the whole capital is there to praise the Seven Princes, His Royal Highness the Seven Princes are good, the Three Princes regard human life as a mustard, and they don't even leave people with a way to live. ”
Looking at the few people lying on the ground in front of him who didn't dare to breathe, Shen Ze walked around the hall without being angry.
In the end, I could only babble and read a meal, took out all the food that these people were greedy for, and replaced the soup kitchen with new people.
The restaurant was blocked that day, and it was a good thing that Shen Zecang's soup kitchen returned to normal, and many people were evacuated, but the number of refugees flocking to the capital only increased, and the emperor had a headache for this.
Within a day, there was also a news in the court about Shen Zecang's subordinates withholding relief food for refugees, and the next day, Shen Zecang was left behind by the emperor.
"Do you know what's wrong with you?"
The emperor looked deeply at the person in front of him, and it really hurt him that his favored son had made a mistake in this kind of thing.
Shen Zecang knelt down: "Yes, the son's affairs are not good, please punish my father." ”
He hung his head, collected the emotions on his face, and his heart was very angry.
The emperor was silent for a while, sighed, shook his head, and babbled, his eyes wandering back and forth on Shen Zecang, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.
"I know it's not your fault, it's just that you trust your subordinates too much, and you really shouldn't. I have nothing to punish you, after all, you have already made amends. ”
The conversation changed: "But even if you have settled those refugees now, your current reputation has been trampled on countless times, maybe there are some things that are no longer suitable for you to do......
The emperor's last word dragged on for a long time, and the meaning was unclear, which made Shen Zecang feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Recently, Shen Zeyuan has frequently emerged, and he has made contributions in this matter, if these rights in his hands are seized, I am afraid that the person who will take his place will be Shen Zeyuan!
Shen Zecang's heart thumped, and countless things about Shen Zeyuan flashed through his mind, trying to find out his handle.
"Erchen understands. ”
"Then stand down. The emperor waved his hand and leaned back on the dragon chair, looking very tired.
"Wait, father, son-in-law still has something to tell. ”
Hearing Shen Zecang say this, the emperor slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.
"Erchen heard that although the restaurant has been giving porridge in the name of the seventh brother recently, it is always the eldest lady of the Song family who is handling internal and external affairs. ”
Erchen couldn't help but feel strange, worried that the seventh brother was sick, so he came to visit, but was told that the seventh brother had gone to the fiefdom, and there were always some very strange people in and out of the seventh brother's mansion, and they were very busy. ”
Hearing Shen Zecang say this, the emperor's heart immediately had a measurement.
Although Shen Zecang's purpose of reporting these things is clear in his heart, it does not mean that the emperor will not take it seriously.
My seventh son is away all the year round, maybe I should get to know it well......
"Got it, let's go back. ”
Seeing the change in the expression on the emperor's face, Shen Zecang hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, saluted and left.
It was another day of heavy rain, and the thunder god rumbled, but fortunately the soup kitchen was covered firmly, otherwise I was afraid that I would have been beaten by the rain and there would be no slag left.
Song Shuyan leaned against the door, looking at the scene outside, her face was sad, and from time to time a few drops of rain mixed with dirt splashed on the edge of her shoes were completely unknown, but she seemed to be stunned at the vague rain scene.
"Miss, it's raining heavily, let's go inside. ”
Qingyi stood behind Song Shuyan and reminded gently.
Song Shuyan nodded, slowly entered the room, sat down and made a cup of tea for himself.
"Qingyi, you said that the rain in the capital can be so heavy, isn't the flood in the south of the Yangtze River a catastrophe, and no matter how heavy the rain in the capital is, it will only be on this day, and it will not be painful. ”
And on this day, I don't know how many people in Jiangnan died. ”
Song Shuyan lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
She gently brushed aside the leaves floating on the tea surface and took a sip.
"The rain has been distributed to the capital, and it will definitely not rain again on the Jiangnan side, Miss Bodhisattva is heart-hearted, and she has done enough, so don't be sad anymore. ”
Qingyi softly comforted her, and took out a cloak to put on Song Shuyan.
"It's cold in the rain, but Miss has to take care of her body so that she doesn't get sick. ”
As Song Shuyan expected, the floods in Jiangnan are getting worse day by day, and the heavy rain on this day has washed away many houses in Jiangnan at once, and I don't know how many people will be homeless because of this flood.
"Ouch...... Official, why has your porridge become thinner these days, my wife and I am really hungry. ”
The old woman sat crookedly on the ground, holding a bowl of porridge and wailing dissatisfiedly.
"Yes, it wasn't like this a few days ago, if it weren't for the crowd at the door of the restaurant, I wouldn't want to stay here. ”
The people around him chimed in, and the people here began to chatter again.
"I think it's because you're too full to have the strength to talk about this, hasn't the porridge always been like this? Don't you see the number of refugees?"
"Then you can't do this, when the time comes, we'll tell the above, you all have to go around without eating!"
The old woman angrily threatened the official.
The man saw that the old woman was also a lot older, so he sneered, and because Shen Zecang's order could not be done to these people, he ignored it.
There are more and more homeless people on the streets of the capital, full of people who grab food with wild dogs, beggars who are poorly clothed, and there are always people who climb to the places where leftovers are dumped in various houses to steal things, and the environment of the whole capital is disgusting.
And the fundamental reason for this is that there are not enough soup kitchens at the city gate.
Shen Zecang threw another piece of porcelain on the house, and his temples jumped suddenly.
It is clear that these officials have been reminded countless times that this money cannot be greedy, but today he is greedy and tomorrow he is greedy.
If he didn't need these people to support him, he couldn't talk too much, so why would he swallow his anger and let them do such a bad thing?
said to the subordinate who came to report: "Is there any instruction from my father's side?"
"Back to the words of the Third Highness, there is none. ”
Shen Zecang felt better at this time, and sat down to take a sip of tea: "Then ignore it, and then go and ask the adults who are doing things." ”