Outside the city of Xi'an, the continuous porridge shacks are black and overwhelming countless heads. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

By this time, it was already November 27, and the first batch of rice and noodles from Tianjin had arrived in Xi'an. Dingxi Bocao opened a warehouse to release grain and distributed food to the poor people inside and outside Xi'an.

It's called a porridge shed, but it's actually a batter batter that is distributed. Of course, the soldiers of the New Army could not be transformed into exquisite chefs on the spot and make exquisite Shaanxi noodles. The new army just kneaded the spring wheat rice noodles brought from Liaodong Province with water a little, kneaded them into balls, and then put them in water to cook.

Put a little salt in the water, which is a batter for the people of Shaanxi to live.

However, for the people of Shaanxi who have no food to eat and are about to starve to death, this clear soup and little water batter is a life-saving mountain and sea delicacy.

The poor people of Shaanxi wore tattered clothes, carried their own broken porcelain bowls, grabbed chopsticks, and lined up in a long line outside the city to receive batter.

Compared with the people of Tianjin, these people of Shaanxi are really destitute.

Shaanxi has many mountains and little land, and it is necessary to build a large number of water conservancy facilities to reclaim fields in uneven valleys. However, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, social order collapsed, water conservancy facilities deteriorated year by year, and no one maintained them, and the area of cultivated land in Shaanxi can be said to be decreasing year by year.

The gentry of Shaanxi were equally vicious. In this dwindling field, the gentry also pressed the heavy rent and land endowment on the small people, and the land rent and land endowment became heavier and heavier year by year. The peasants in Shaanxi are struggling to get enough food and clothing, and if the year is not good, a large-scale famine will occur.

Shaanxi became the birthplace and hardest hit area of the peasant uprising at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and it was for these reasons that it was for these reasons.

At this time, it is the end of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, and the weather in Shaanxi is already very cold, but many people do not have winter clothes to protect against the cold. In fact, there are many people who only have a tattered jacket in their family, and whoever goes out in the family wears this jacket.

However, at this time, the whole family needs to come out and line up, which is a problem. Many people in front of the porridge shed outside the city did not have winter clothes, and were still wearing autumn clothes full of patches.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone was queuing together, and the cold wind could not blow in, so as not to freeze the people in autumn clothes.

The soldiers of the Beijing camp who distributed the batter waved spoons and scooped spoonful after spoonful of batter into the poor people's bowls.

Although this bowl of batter may not be worth three cents, for the people of Shaanxi who are almost desperate, this batter is a priceless treasure. At this time, the soldiers who distributed the batter were powerful officials in the eyes of the poor, and everyone respectfully called the soldiers the soldiers, only asking the soldiers to scoop one and a half more pieces of dough for themselves.

However, these "soldiers", as the new army of the Beijing camp built by the Son of Heaven himself, are far more disciplined than the ordinary Daming battalion soldiers. Those phenomena of bullying the people and favoring one over the other did not appear in the porridge shack. Even once someone cuts the line, they will be vigorously reprimanded by the soldiers who distribute the batter.

The people were both in awe and awe of such soldiers, and they had to shout "Thank you" before stretching out their rice bowls, before they dared to take out their rice bowls to receive batter.

This sentence of "thank you to the saint" was prescribed by Cao Bianjiao, and the Son of Heaven used the silver from the Guangtai warehouse and the inner treasury to relieve Shaanxi Province, of course, to let the people know who gave this life-saving batter. Let the people be grateful, the Son of Heaven exchanged more than three million taels of silver for the hearts of millions of people in a province, and it can be regarded as no vain.

After shouting this thank you, you can get a bowl of batter from the soldier. For these poor people, there is no problem of spilling on the road, and the soldier in front of them has just scooped the batter to them, and they turned around and swallowed the batter when their stomachs growled.

Cao Bianjiao and Yang Guozhu walked between the porridge sheds, looking at the ragged people who looked like beggars, shaking their heads and sighing.

Yang Guozhu sighed: "Ding Xibo, Yang used to suppress thieves, but he only knew that Shaanxi thieves were the most cunning and hated to meet Shaanxi thieves. However, when I saw the truth about Shaanxi this time, I knew why the Shaanxi thieves were the most fierce. If you don't enter Shaanxi, you don't know the suffering of the people of Shaanxi. The so-called scourge of thieves is really a rebellion against the government and the people! ”

Cao Bianjiao nodded, arched his hand and said, "This time, the Holy Lord imitated Tianjin to change the law in Shaanxi. In the future, the people of Shaanxi will be evenly fed, and there will be no difference between thin and thick, even small people can eat enough. The Son of Heaven even wanted to set up a court in Shaanxi to restrain the powerful from bullying the people. Shaanxi's suffering can be exhausted. ”

Yang Guozhu nodded and said: "If the people of Shaanxi can have one-tenth of Tianjin's wealth, it will not be in vain for the soldiers of the Beijing camp to fight bloodily and drive away the thieves!" ”

The two were discussing there when they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves rolling in the distance.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves, it was not like dozens of horses, but like hundreds of healthy horses galloping quickly.

Cao Bianjiao and Yang Guozhu looked at each other for a while, and secretly said that this must be the inspection envoy of the East Factory of the Son of Heaven. Now the brocade clothes are unusable, and the Son of Heaven set up an inspection envoy in the East Factory, and selected the sons of the nobles to serve as the inspectors, specializing in inspecting various places and inspecting the gains and losses of officials. A few days ago, Cao Bianjiao got the news that the inspection envoy from the capital might come to Xi'an in the next few days.

Cao Bianjiao and Yang Guozhu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly walked to the front of the official road, ready to meet the inspection envoy.

However, when the group of healthy horses galloped closer, they frightened the two of them.

Among the five hundred elite fans of Dongchang, a middle-aged man who looked very much like the Son of Heaven was impressively listed. He was dressed in a dragon costume and a winged black gauze hat, riding a divine steed and riding a whip towards this side.

The Son of Heaven is out of the palace again?

And galloped all the way to Shaanxi?

The five hundred horsemen are getting closer and closer, and Cao Bianjiao can see clearly that the crowd of fans is undoubtedly the Son of Heaven today.

Where did Cao Bianjiao and Yang Guozhu dare to slacken, they hurriedly led the guards to kneel on both sides of the official road, and shouted loudly: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Hearing the chanting of the guards, the soldiers in charge of making the batter raised their heads and looked at the official road. When they saw the five hundred elite horsemen, they gradually understood.

The emperor is here.

The soldiers stopped distributing batter and knelt down one by one and shouted hooray.

Zhu Youzhen rode in front of Cao Bianjiao amid the sound of the soldiers' long live, smiled on the horse, and looked at the surrounding porridge shed.

The poor people in front of the porridge shack were stunned when they saw the emperor.

The emperor is here, and the emperor who rescued the people of Shaanxi Province has come.

If it weren't for the emperor's use of the imperial court's treasury to transport grain to help the people, where would the hungry people in Shaanxi survive this winter? If it weren't for the Son of Heaven who beat away the thieves, the people of Shaanxi would almost have become thieves under the rule of the thieves!

I heard that the Son of Heaven is going to change the law in Shaanxi to make the people rich!

The people of Shaanxi never imagined that they would be able to see the most holy and bright Son of Heaven with their own eyes in their lifetime!

The people threw themselves on their knees and shouted, "Hooray!" ”

"Hooray!"

"Hooray! Banzai! ”

"Hooray!"

The voices of more than 100,000 people rang out outside the city of Xi'an, and the mountains roared with a tsunami.

The sound was like a thunderclap rolling on the flat ground, and like a flood surging through a river valley, turning into a deafening rumbling sound. In the end, people could not tell what the people were shouting, and they could only understand through the pious expressions of the people that they were expressing their gratitude and worship with this shout.

Zhu Youzhen rode on the horse, listened to the cheers that resounded all over the mountains, and laughed without saying a word.

Wang Chengen arched his hand and smiled: "My emperor Shengming! Look at what the people want. In Shaanxi Province, which has been the most severely plagued by thieves in the past ten years, I am afraid that there will be no more thieves! ”