A month later, at the gate of the capital city, many refugees in tattered clothes gathered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A few seemingly ordinary carriages slowly drove towards the city gates, but were blocked by some hungry refugees. The carriage stopped suddenly, and a gentle and pleasant female voice came from inside the car: "What's wrong?" ”

"Miss, it was the hungry people who came to ask for money. There were a lot of refugees gathered near the city gate, and it seemed that the carriage would not be able to pass. I'm afraid that I will be wronged Miss to come down and walk. The driver explained.

After hearing this, the woman in the carriage lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage with the help of the maid. The woman is wearing a light blue Luo skirt, the skirt is embroidered with dark blue orchids, combed a simple and fresh bun, and the only decoration on her head is a jasper hairpin, although it is not luxurious, it is not rude. When the hungry people saw this, they rushed forward even more frantically, begging for the woman's alms, and if it had not been for the guards drawing their swords to stop them, the ragged refugees would have been eager to pounce on the woman.

The rest of the carriage also got out of the car one after another and walked in front of the woman.

"Sister An, although it is my first time to come to Yuandu, I have heard about the prosperity of Yuandu countless times, do you know why there are so many refugees in the suburbs?" Ling Xiang'er asked puzzled.

The woman in the light blue skirt explained: "Recently, the border war has been raging, the new emperor of the Zhongyuan Dynasty has succeeded to the throne, and the countries are ready to move, and the imperial court is indispensable to collect grain, which coincides with the locusts that are rare in a hundred years in many fields last year, and many farmers have no harvest, although there is grain in stock, but in addition to feeding themselves and paying rent to the landlord, they also have to hand it over to the imperial court, which is naturally unable to make ends meet, so there are more hungry people." In addition, it is now the height of summer, I heard that the southern region is flooded, these refugees are afraid that they know that the imperial capital is prosperous, and it is also the safest place in Zhongyuan, so they have come to the Yuan capital to seek a life! It's a pity that there are too many refugees, and even if the imperial court has the heart to treat it, it is still more than enough and not enough. ”

"Then why didn't they go into the city? There are so many dignitaries and nobles in the city, and they will definitely be merciful to help them! Ling Xiang'er still didn't quite understand why these people gathered here and blocked the way for others to enter and leave the city.

"Xiang'er." Ling Moxuan said in a deep voice, "It's not that these people don't enter the city, they're afraid they won't be able to enter." Every place needs to maintain its stability, and if too many refugees pour into the capital, riots are likely to occur. ”

Mo nodded appreciatively. Looking at the hopeful eyes of the victims, Yan's heart softened.

"Xuan'er, distribute all the rest of our dry food to them. Anyway, we were in Kyoto, and we didn't need any of the dry food. ”

As soon as Yan's words fell, the faces of the victims who were closer to him suddenly appeared with joy, and Ling Xiang'er couldn't bear it even more when she saw this, so she wanted to go back to the car with Ling Moxuan to get food and drink for them.

"Don't give!" Feng Shu'an suddenly shouted.

Yan's face was a little unbearable, and he frowned: "Shu An, isn't it just a little food?" It would be nice to count it on my head. God has the virtue of a good life, and it is a little bit to be able to help. Xuan'er, go get it. ”

"I said no!" Feng Shu'an's voice raised a few points, ignoring Yan's words at all.

"An'er!" Mo couldn't help but shout in a deep voice.

Ling Moxuan and Ling Xiang'er were in a dilemma, it was just a little dry food, and the Feng family was not short of this money, why did Sister An refuse to let it go?

Feng Shu'an still insisted on his opinion and refused to give in at all: "If I say no, I won't allow it!" ”

Those refugees who had endured hunger for several days couldn't help but get agitated when they heard Feng Shu'an's words, you push me, I push yours and want to lean forward and climb into the carriage to find food. More and more refugees poured towards the place where Feng Shu'an was, and the force became stronger and stronger, and the guards did not dare to hurt people, so they could only block them with force. However, the desire to survive was very strong, and they knew that there was food on the carriage, and they rushed forward even more frantically. Where had Yan and Ling Xiang'er seen such a formation, they were so frightened that they kept hiding in Mo's arms.

"Miss! What to do now, we are surrounded! "Shui Mo'er is also anxious, in case these refugees hurt Miss, it can't be done.

I saw Feng Shu'an's expression: "Draw your sword and stop them for me!" If anyone dares to take another step forward, they will be killed! I'll bear all the consequences! ”

As soon as Feng Shu'an said this, the guards drew their swords together, and the bright sword calmed a lot of refugees, after all, they were all trying to survive, if they lost their lives because of this, it was not cost-effective.

"Shui Mo'er, lead people to open the way!" Feng Shu'an ignored the surprised looks of Yan and the others, and calmly gave orders.

Shui Mo'er has always only obeyed Feng Shu'an's orders, and when Miss gave an order, she naturally obeyed.

Ling Moxuan looked at Feng Shu'an, who was still motionless in the face of such a crazy refugee, and was still shocked and gave orders, and some surprise flashed in his eyes, such a Sister Shu'an was something he had never seen when he was in Linxiang Town. I don't know why, it seems that since Sister Shu An was taken back from captivity, the whole person has changed a lot, and she has to ...... It's stronger, it's more domineering.

Shui Mo'er led people to open the way in front, and Feng Shu'an and others followed. I don't know where there is such a sentence in the crowd: "The people from the Prime Minister's Mansion have come to give porridge!" ”

The refugees who had originally surrounded Feng Shu'an dispersed one after another after hearing this, and instead lined up at a soup kitchen stall not far from the city gate, and the orderly line was instantly formed, which not only stunned the Ling family, but also made Feng Shu'an slightly surprised.

"Who are you, do you have a pass?" The guards guarding the city saw Feng Shu'an and his party coming to the city gate, stopped and asked.

Mo stepped forward and handed a token to the guard guarding the city, and the guard's originally serious face immediately became respectful and flattering: "It turned out to be the wind guard, rude and faux pas!" May I ask, who are these wind guards? ”

"Family." Mo threw down two words in general, even if he expected that the guard would not dare to ask more.

Sure enough, I saw that the guard hurriedly let him go.

Feng Shu'an didn't move, but suddenly asked, "This little brother, who are those two soup givers?" ”

"What did the young lady ask about the man in green and the man in blue?"

Feng Shu'an nodded.

"That's the eldest son and the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since the number of victims in Beijing has been increasing day by day, the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion has a good heart, and he can't see the people suffering, so he sends people to set up porridge here every day to give porridge to those victims, and now it is the third day. ”

Feng Shu'an listened, nodded in thanks, and walked past the porridge stall. Mo was puzzled, but he also followed the others. I saw her approach the container of porridge and take a look.

"Good white rice?"

When the blue-clothed boy heard Feng Shu'an's words, he raised his head proudly: "Of course, if this boy wants to give porridge, he must use the best white rice, how can he use some brown rice to fool others?" Who are you, this son doesn't seem to have seen you? ”

Feng Shu'an said with a smile: "I first came to Yuandu to seek refuge with relatives and friends, and the son has never seen it. Presumably this is the famous second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, right? ”

"You have a vision." Yuan Nuoying puffed out his chest, looking complacent, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"It's just...... Childe uses such good rice for soup kitchen, it is really ...... Don't skimp on money. Sure enough, he is a great benevolent and righteous person. Then this must be the eldest prince, right? ”