In the first month of the ninth year of Tianbao, the ministers went to Xiyue, and the Tang Emperor, who was so happy, readily agreed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In February, the emperor asked the imperial historian Wang Gong to dig the road to Huashan and set up an mandala, which cost a huge amount of money.

However, in the spring of that year, there was a severe drought in Guanzhong, the grain harvest failed, the price of grain and rice rose all the way, and some people died of starvation from time to time.

Even so, the emperor did not think about giving up on the matter of sealing Xiyue.

Until late March, the new Huashan Temple was damaged.

Whether it is the emperor or the ministers, they all feel that it is ominous.

The divination was unlucky, so he put down the matter of sealing Xiyue.

On the side of the government, because of the soaring price of grain and rice, the expenditure was tightened.

Fu Yue, who was in the Yangxin Nunnery, because there were homeless people, followed the people in the nunnery to cause a big disaster and give porridge to the homeless people.

Fu Yue's heart is full of hatred every day.

She tried her best to enter the Fuguo Mansion, but she didn't come to enter the Nunnery.

In the Yangxin Nunnery, in addition to the nuns, they are the ladies who make mistakes in each family.

It is also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

If the family has money and gives more sesame oil, life will be easy.

You don't have to do any work, just serve the Buddha.

And if you don't have money, then I'm sorry, the Buddha doesn't need so many people to serve.

The living need more to be served.

At the beginning of the day, you have to get up, carry water and firewood, cook and cook, sweep the courtyard and the nunnery.

In the temple hall, in the melodious bells, under the calm and indisputable appearance, what is hidden is the tired sweat of the monks and nuns.

Fu Guogong's Mansion can't donate a large amount of money to Yangxin Nunnery, and Fu Kuan has that heart, but he doesn't have that strength, so Mrs. Zhao doesn't do it.

Aunt Gao was even more distressed about Fu Yue, but she couldn't take out a penny to improve Fu Yue's treatment.

Fu Yue has been like a spinning top that has been beaten in the past two years.

It's not that she's willing to do it.

It's that others force her to stop.

Fu Yue stood beside the cauldron and put porridge in the bowl of the homeless people spoonful by spoonful.

She had no sympathy for the hungry people in front of her.

It's just that the master told her to do this, and she had to do it.

She hated the starving people for being smelly and filthy.

Aunt Gao watched from the side, very distressed.

The hungry people who were waiting to receive the porridge were always in line from morning to night, and there were no people to see.

Looking at the team that couldn't see the end at a glance, Fu Yue sneered on his face.

I thought to myself, looking at this team, it was quite like a ghost team waiting to receive Meng Po Tang and cross the Nai He Bridge.

It's the same way, no matter when you look at it, you can't see the end at a glance.

Aunt Gao added firewood to the porridge pot on the side, and it was noon, and Fu Yue hadn't eaten lunch yet.

So, he added more firewood to the bottom of the pot, then walked up to Fu Yue, reached out to take the porridge spoon in Fu Yue's hand, and said with a smile:

"It's noon, you haven't eaten yet, I'll add porridge, you go to rest." ”

Although life is hard, Fu Yue has grown a lot in the past two years.

And the appearance is becoming more and more beautiful.

Although she is only twelve years old, Fu Yue is slender and tall, with a melon seed face, big eyes, and long eyelashes like the wings of two butterflies.

What's more, the two curved willow eyebrows, which are not depicted, are beautiful as cherry-like lips, and they are not dyed and vermilion.

Fu Yue stopped in front of the porridge pot, and there were more homeless people waiting in line for porridge where she was than in front of the pot elsewhere.

Glancing at the team with disgust, Fu Yue happily threw the spoon in his hand to Aunt Gao.

In fact, she was not hungry at all, and she did not want to eat the food prepared in the nunnery.

However, if she didn't eat, she would have to face this group of dirty and smelly homeless people all the time, and a large part of them, their eyes were misty.

Fu Yue hated all this, and couldn't wait to drug the pot and poison these individuals.

The people in the nunnery, no one can pay for it, and it's not good.

It's not that they dislike Fu Yue, it's that Fu Yue is too lazy to pay attention to them.

Fu Yue only did her own work, and all the things that she couldn't finish were thrown to Aunt Gao.

She herself was silent, and did not speak all day.

No one knew what she was thinking.

The food is filled with lacquered wood in three bowls.

A bowl of porridge that is slightly thicker than the homeless people outside, a small salt bean, and a wild vegetable.

Fu Yue took her own share of the meal, sat under a willow tree outside the porridge field, and ate it with a sullen head.

It's really unpalatable.

Even if the mountain treasure has been eaten for two years, it has long been enough.

What's more, the food in the nunnery, even if you are hungry for ten days and half a month, you won't feel delicious.

Fu Yue was like chewing wax, eating lunch.

But her heart is far more turbulent than she appears on the surface.

In the past two years, Fu Yue has been thinking about what she needs to do to escape from here.

Fu Liang sent her a letter twice, to the effect that she should go to the village to find Fu Liang and join him, and the two of them had no plans to do goodbye.

But how do you escape?

This time, there was a disaster in Guanzhong, and Yangxin Nunnery set up a porridge field, which gave Fu Yue a hope.

An idea cried out in Fu Yue's heart.

She was going to run away, and she didn't want to stay here until Fu Kuan made a marriage for her.

Either way, she wanted to run away first.

How to escape, Fu Yue didn't think about it for a while.

Before Fu Yue finished eating, the nun in charge of Yangxin Nunnery walked out and urged the humane to change the meal:

"You all give me some energy, don't take advantage of the meal to rub here, there will be a little lady from the official eunuch family to come to the porridge field in a while, and there will be almsgiving at that time. It's time to clean up, don't let people think that we cheat money and don't work. ”

Although Yangxin'an is in the name of soup kitchen, it is actually asking the donor to give rice money.

Then Yangxin Nunnery contributed to the effort.

Fu Yue pursed his lips, disapproving.

The cat in the middle, Fu Yue couldn't be clearer.

The ladies and ladies of the rich and noble families in the capital come to donate money almost every day.

Although it is more or less, it is less, and it is enough to give a year's porridge to the homeless.

Not to mention more.

The oil and water in the middle are even darker than the government.

There is no tax on the land collection of the nunnery.

However, it should be a lot of money to make the management nuns so nervous, and the little lady who came in the afternoon.

Thinking like this, Fu Yue's heart moved.

It's Fu Xin who won't come, right?

However, it was quickly denied by Fu Yue.

Fu Yue couldn't help laughing at herself, she had really been here for two years, and her vision had become lower.

The capital is full of royal relatives, no matter how new Fu Xin is, it should not be enough to let the nuns in charge of Yangxin Nunnery pay so much attention.

Fu Yue took the porridge spoon from Aunt Gao's hand expressionlessly.

Aunt Gao smiled and asked:

"When you're done, you're full, why is it so fast, and you don't have to rest?"

Fu Yue was habitual and ignored Aunt Gao.

She looked down on Aunt Gao, and felt that she couldn't help herself, but she was still in the way by her side.

Aunt Gao also got used to it, smiled, and then went to lunch.

Fu Yue divided the porridge expressionlessly.

A man who looked old and sloppy, with a full beard, came up to Fu Yue.