The morning light slowly opened, and the street was quiet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe breeze gently swept out the heat of the scorching heat, and the breeze passed through, and the bamboo shadows were waving.

Early in the morning, Guo Lingfei set off with Nie Feng and a group of servant guards.

The streets are lined with refugees who have long since been disgraced, dusty and ragged from the countryside to the city. Hunger is their face yellow and thin. There are even some sick and weak people who hold their hearts and cough a few times from time to time, which is sad to hear.

And so they were, standing or lying on both sides of the street. Seeing Guo Lingfei's group of people, some hope rose in their eyes. But he also realized that Guo Lingfei's status was noble, and he didn't dare to offend, so he watched quietly.

"Hungry people don't escape from heat, blood bursts out of their backs and sweats" Guo Lingfei remembered such a poem.

It is always the people who suffer from natural and man-made disasters.

Suddenly, a small child rushed up.

What kind of little boy it was, his gray and black clothes were full of patches, and even the corners of his clothes were a little tattered. A thin face was very dark, but a large watery eye made him look very smart.

The little boy tugged at Nie Feng next to him, and whispered: "Brother, brother, please, help me, my mother has been sick for a long time and has no money to buy medicine." Please, please......" said the little boy's eyes were red and steamy.

Nie Feng kicked the child away and scolded, "Dead child, get out!" Go to the side and beg! ”

Guo Lingfei frowned, looked at Nie Feng, stopped Nie Feng, walked in front of the little boy, and looked into the boy's watery eyes.

"What's your name, kid?"

"My name is Ding Man, and my mother hopes that my life will be complete. You can call me Ding. ”

"Xiaoding, where is your father?"

"Sick halfway." The boy's face sank.

"Xiaoding, is your mother sick? But isn't there a pesticide in the tent? ”

"Son, I went to the tent and asked, but there was no medicine."

"Really? Xiao Ding, you wait here, I'll help you ask. ”

On the way, Guo Lingfei turned his head and said to Nie Feng: "He's just a child, why should you be so domineering." ”

"Humph! No one in this world can be trusted. I just taught him in advance, and he still had to rely on himself at the critical moment. And everyone has his life, and this is his life. Nie Feng had an expression full of indifference.

But Guo Lingfei clearly saw the pain in her heart, so she couldn't speak.

Guo Lingfei remembered the days when she was in the children's home, and when she asked her to follow the dean to raise funds, the expressions of those adults were so indifferent.

Maybe she is the same kind of person as Nie Feng.

Walking to the tent, Guo Lingfei asked, "Which of you is responsible for giving medicine and giving porridge?" ”

Because of his short stature and white fatness, a man with the first clothes came out and said, "I am." ”

"This is the son of the marquis." A servant beside Guo Lingfei said.

"I don't know if the son is coming, I miss the welcome, and I ask the son to forgive me." The man bowed repeatedly.

"Well, why isn't there any medicine and no doctor here?" Guo Lingfei deliberately lowered his voice and asked, wanting to give the person a sense of oppression.

"Uh...... Belch...... Because...... Because...... Medicinal herbs are too expensive, and the budget is not sufficient. And no doctor wants to come? ”

"Is that really the case?"

"Yes, yes." The man began to break out in a cold sweat.

"That's the porridge shed, how's it going?"

"Uh-uh......" The man was stumbling.

Guo Lingfei already has eight or nine points in his heart, this is nothing more than corruption, the disaster relief funds are coming down layer by layer, and everyone takes a little bit, so there is not much left, and nothing can be done.

"Take me to the porridge shed to have a look." Guo Lingfei said in a deep voice to the man.

"But the little ones aren't ready yet." The man said with his head bowed.

"What else do you need to prepare?" Guo Lingfei was already a little angry, and it seemed that the situation in the porridge shed was not very optimistic.

"Yes, that's what Childe said!" The man replied, then quietly took a few steps back, as if trying to say something to the man next to him.

Guo Lingfei took the first step, stared at the man, and shouted, "What a big dog guts!" Does this palace only require you to step down? Is there anything you can't say in front of my son? ”

"Damn it!" Seriously, the man also slapped himself in the face a few times. Sweat slipped down his greasy, white face.

"Lead the way!" Guo Lingfei said impatiently.

As soon as I arrived at the porridge shed, I heard a burst of noise.

A man in cloth clothes, with a thin body and an ordinary appearance, can even be said to be a little ugly. He confronted several officers and soldiers in front of the soup kitchen.

"Official, why is this porridge so thin? It is also mixed with sand. There are a lot of old and sick people here, and these can't fill their stomachs at all. ”

"Dead poor ghost, it's good to have you to eat, it's still suspicious." As he spoke, the officer and soldier pushed the man's thin chest with his hand.

"Official, what you said was done, I heard that Jihou has allocated a lot of disaster relief funds."

"How much can you poor devils know about the above decision? Don't talk nonsense, take the porridge and leave. If you don't want it, forget it. The officers and soldiers pushed the man to the ground, and the bowl containing the porridge shattered with a "pop", and the porridge was scattered on the ground, indeed water, not a few grains of rice.

"Get out of the way! Lick this place clean. You're a. If you have to eat, you don't have to eat. "The officer kicked the man.

The man stubbornly raised his head, and without saying a word, got up from the ground.

An officer kicked him in the leg again, cursing and cursing.

"Stop!" Guo Lingfei shouted.

"Where did you come from? Don't meddle with things. Be careful that the official will give you a beating. After one officer and soldier finished speaking, the other officers and soldiers laughed.

The person in charge next to him desperately glanced at the officers and soldiers.

"Shut up, everybody! Isn't this Lord Liao? One of the officers and soldiers recognized the person in charge.

Everyone was shocked, but Master Liao bent down and followed behind the son.

That Lord Liao hurriedly scolded the officers and soldiers, saying, "Presumptuous! Don't hurry up to meet your own son. ”

"Little damn it! Little damn it! Meet Childe! The officers and soldiers were so frightened that their legs were weak and they quickly knelt down.

"It seems that you still know how to deceive the good and fear the soft. Got a lot of money on gas, right? ”

"Childe said that he was joking, how can I Cao automatically collect disaster relief funds?" The person in charge hurriedly explained.

"I still want to lie. Forget it, you, the person in charge, will take out half a year's money for disaster relief, and these officers and soldiers will be dismissed. Why don't you go to the granary and get the grain and boil the porridge again. Also, remember to ask the doctor to treat the people. ”

"Yes! The little ones are going to do it right away! "Then the person in charge should arrive.

"As for you, you will act as the overseer of the porridge shed, and report directly to the Marquis Mansion if there is any situation. By the way, what's your name? Guo Lingfei said to the man in cloth.

"In the next Liu Ci, in the next generation of people, thank you Gongzi."

"You're welcome, this is what the government should do." Guo Lingfei smiled at Liu Ci.

Liu Ci was stunned, and felt that Guo Lingfei's smile was so beautiful and warm, like the sun in winter.

"Nie Feng, you go to the person in charge and bring the account book, and my son will see where the money has gone?"

"Yes, Childe."