Not a lie, revise the third chapter wrong...... Anyway, I used to be quite sensitive to numbers, why is this book always wrong, and tears run......

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"Third Young Master, look at it, this is what the unreasonable big man beat just now!"

"We did exactly what you told us to do, and if we hadn't worked hard to maintain it, this place would have been in chaos a long time ago!"

"That little girl is pitiful, and none of us are pitiful! My house is still newly built, and everything has just been purchased, and now it is all soaked in water! ”

"I don't know how long this rain will last, don't you want to save some food for Daxiangguo Temple?"

At this moment, in the face of a large group of noisy men, women and children, Zhang Yue only felt that one head and two were big. These people barely survived on the meager porridge of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the Great Xiangguo Temple relied on the people outside the mountain gate to keep out more people who might flock here. This seemingly mutually beneficial situation is naturally extremely selfish, but it is really nothing compared to those powerful people who fled in a hurry and officials who can't take care of the people.

However, did Peng 13 really do something wrong?

He glanced at the little girl who was shrunken next to him, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. Her arms and legs were as thin as reed sticks, and after a few days of hunger, they were even worse, and her face was covered with stains, and she couldn't see any red and white color. The woman holding her was biting her lip, and a man with a strip of cloth wrapped around her head glared at him with a look of resentment and fear, and a right arm that could still move instinctively blocked his wife and daughter.

Zhang Yue had always thought that his heart was extremely hard, but now he knew that he was wrong. He may have been unmoved when he passed by some seemingly poor beggars, but now when he saw such a family of three, it was not easy to harden his heart.

He finally took his eyes off the family, and then rubbed his hands on his face twice before he raised his voice and shouted, "Everyone, stop arguing!" ”

He has come out to greet people and gossip when he is giving porridge these days-of course, considering people's unpredictable hearts, every time at this time, Peng Shisan will follow vigilantly behind him, but today there is no person behind him - so, when he spoke, the noise in the crowd finally gradually subsided, but there were still a few complaints from time to time.

"It's not wrong for everyone to do this today, it's my family who is reckless!"

This clear voice immediately attracted a chorus, and even a few people who had just been severely taught a lesson by Peng Shisan were relieved. However, the same sentence sounded like a bolt from the blue. The woman bit her lip and was about to make a sound, but her man stopped her, and a look of despair appeared on her face.

"When I begged the abbot master to give porridge to everyone, it was because I couldn't bear it. However, if a good thing is done into a bad thing, it affects the abbot master and the Daxiangguo Temple, and everyone has hope but no hope, then I can't care less! ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yue turned around and walked towards the family of three over there. Seeing that the little girl was so timid that she drilled into her mother's arms, he shook his head helplessly, and then said with a wry smile: "Uncle and aunt, and this little sister, it's not that you don't want to help you, but no one knows when the water will recede and when the food will be brought in." ”

As soon as he said this, there was another echo of gossip around him. In addition, some people complained that the porridge in the past few days has become thinner than the original, which shows that there is less food in the temple; Some people say that in the past few days, they have been blocking people everywhere, and I don't know how much thought has been spent; Some people even scolded and muttered a few gossips about the government, saying that they had clearly boasted that the Yellow River would not break this year.

"I ...... We can go, but, please ask my son to reward my family Cui'er with a bite to eat! ”

Without waiting for Zhang Yue to open her mouth to explain anything, the woman suddenly let go of the hand holding her daughter, and knelt on the ground with a plop, knocking her head several times in a row, and actually broke her forehead. Zhang Yue, who was caught off guard, stretched out his hand to drag her, but he forgot that his thin body was only ten years old now, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground with the strength that burst out at that moment.

At this time, Zhang Yue only felt that two voices sounded in his heart - on the one hand, he warned that he could not set a precedent and not be soft-hearted, otherwise he was afraid that more people who were wandering around the city and had no food would flock to him, and the situation would be completely out of control at that time; On the other hand, he persuaded himself to accumulate virtue as a man, and he couldn't watch a child starve to death on the streets. However, in the midst of the conflict, he knew that taking in the little girl and driving away her parents was no different from driving all three of them away.

"Third Young Master, everyone is not so unkind. Or did you take this little girl with you? Don't look at her hungry and lean now, as long as she eats enough, she can grow meat, and when the water recedes, she can take it home and be a little girl. ”

"Ahem, a little girl can't eat much, everyone said, right?"

"It's really pitiful to look at."

The voices of help gradually sounded around him, however, Zhang Yue did not feel relaxed when he heard this, but was really confused by the attitude of taking it for granted. He didn't even know what to say, looking at the smiling faces, whether flattering or stammering, at the woman's pleading eyes, and at the man with his face full of grief and anger clenched into his fists but not saying a word.

At this time, he felt how rare it was to have a situation in the future when one side was in difficulty and all sides supported it. The imperial court of this year...... At some point, you can count on it.

Zhang Yue was secretly sighing, but suddenly there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in his ears. At this moment, not only him, but everyone took their eyes off the family of three, and looked towards the place where the sound of horses' hooves came from, some with a panicked face, some with frightened faces, some with fear and trembling, and some with a faint excitement. However, when the team galloped up to them and saw the outfits of the group, almost all of them gasped.

The leader was wearing a shiny red satin embroidered over-the-shoulder unicorn suit, with a sword in his waist, and more than a dozen riders behind him were all in blue cotton armor, which naturally exuded a sense of slaughter, and at the same time looked extremely ostentatious. The mounts under them were also different from ordinary horses, they were all tall and strong, and that kind of strength definitely did not belong to ordinary people.

Zhang Yue looked at these people with unknown intentions, and couldn't help but wonder where this army was. At that moment, his ears caught a haste-like mutter.

"Oh my God, Jinyiwei!"

Jin Yiwei? Is that the notorious secret service? After Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment, an extremely ridiculous feeling suddenly welled up in his heart - look at the clothes on the middle-aged man who looked like the leader, the three words of Jinyiwei are really worthy of the name...... The question is, what are the people of this brocade guard doing when they come to Daxiangguo Temple!

PS: It's a little late, sorry. Also, forgive me for the title question raised by readers, the third and fourth are always indistinguishable, and they can't check the article at all