In this northwest border, the weather at this time is already very cold, and in this Ningxia city, it is even more chilling.

A gong and drum sounded, and people lying on the side of the street or coming out of an alley stood up one after another and lined up in a long line. Now is the only time for those people to radiate their vitality, because there is soup kitchen ahead.

As for why he would rather lie on the side of the street than in his dilapidated hut in this cold season, or die at some point, there is no one to collect the body.

The people were surprised to find that the porridge water in their mutilated rice bowl was a little thicker than before, and the portion was no longer half a bowl, but a full bowl.

"If this had happened, my father would not have starved to death," someone thought to himself. looked at the group of people in the soup kitchen with some doubts, led by a frowning young man, and what about Yuan Tongzhi, who was arrogant and domineering in the past?

Oh, with your head down next to you, eh, what's wrong with your face, what's swollen?

"Lord Ning, now that the porridge is also being given, shall we move to the Drunken Immortal Building?" Yuan Shao asked with a smile.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at Yuan Shao with a bright smile on his face, and sneered in his heart, it seems that the traces of yesterday's slap have dissipated a lot.

"Yuan Tongzhi's smile is much more natural than in the morning, maybe he was forcing a smile just now." Ning Zhiyuan sneered.

Yuan Shao's face stiffened, and he reacted again in an instant, with a smile on his face, "Where is it, Xia Guan just suddenly figured it out." "I secretly pondered the deep meaning of Ning Zhiyuan's words, could it be that he knew something, wouldn't it.

Ning Zhiyuan glanced at him, turned his head, looked at the people who were still in a long line, and said, "Wait until they all finish receiving the porridge." ”

Yuan Shao's face changed for a moment, and he didn't speak.

"Folks." Ning Zhiyuan stood for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and shouted loudly, a soft expression on his face returned, "This official Ning Zhiyuan, the new prefect of Ningxia Mansion." ”

The whole procession of receiving the porridge was still moving slowly, and after receiving a full bowl of porridge in the bowl, they bowed their heads and drank without the slightest pause, and occasionally a few people would glance at the young prefect.

Yuan Shao was secretly happy to see the new prefect lose face, although he had decided to let him die at the hands of the 'robbers'.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't care, and continued, "Today, and in the future, you will have such porridge to drink every day, and this official will not let a single person go hungry, so you can watch it." ”

The crowd finally looked at Ning Zhiyuan who was talking with a slight fluctuation, no matter how many clichés and empty words were useless in their eyes, what they ate, no, what they drank in their mouths was the most real.

"If the relief of the imperial court can feed these hundreds of thousands of people, how can things get to this point." Listening to Ning Zhiyuan's bold words, Yuan Shao secretly disdained it, it was fortunate that the relief of the imperial court was able to maintain the original residents of Ningxia from starvation, and he just accelerated the development of things.

Now in more than two years, the population has been halved, some have gone out to rebel, some have starved to death, and this is basically the case.

Yuan Shao called an entourage and gave a few orders, and then stood aside with his head down.

"Sister, do you think my brother is a good person?" Not far away, looking at Ning Zhiyuan in the crowd, Shang Jingwei was asked by Shang Jinglan with her little hand.

"He's a badass." Shang Jinglan gritted her teeth and said, "Let's go, let's buy medicine and spend all that villain's money." ”

Shang Jingwei nodded, thinking that her sister's medical skills are really good, and she can get out of bed after taking the prescription she prescribed for a day, does my brother know?

He was followed by four guards and rushed to the pharmacy.

"Childe, there is a group of robber-looking people outside the city, about 2,000 people." Li Jun next to him listened to a soldier's report and whispered.

"Oh?" Ning Zhiyuan frowned, looked at Yuan Shao, who was casual on the side, and instructed Li Jundao, "You let people go"

"Yuan Tongzhi." Ning Zhiyuan shouted.

"Huh?" Yuan Shao seemed to be frightened and woke up from his daze, "Is there something wrong with Lord Ning?" ”

"This officer wants to ask, where is Chief He?" He Huchen gave him 100,000 taels of silver last night, and the meaning of flattery was very obvious, and this kind of thing should not happen today.

"Is there something going on with Lord Ning? He Zongbing was hangover and didn't wake up," Yuan Shao asked with some apprehension, at this time He Huchen was asleep in his mansion.

Ning Zhiyuan stared at Yuan Shao, his face suddenly relaxed, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that there are thousands of thieves outside the city." ”

"So that's the case," Yuan Shao said, suddenly startled, "What? Thousands of thieves"

Ning Zhiyuan nodded playfully, "Is it too much, how much should it be?" ”

"Run away, big man." Yuan Shao couldn't care about Ning Zhiyuan saying so much, and said hesitantly, "The subordinates retired first."

Looking at Yuan Shao's expression, Ning Zhiyuan's expression was a little stunned, his playful smile disappeared, he motioned to the guards to restrain Yuan Shao, and said coldly, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Yuan Shao couldn't move when he was caught, and said a little angrily, "Isn't this obvious?" The robbers are coming to rob, run. ”

"Didn't you arrange it?"

", I don't have the ability to do this." Yuan Shao couldn't help but scold. I'm dying, what's this called, I've found hundreds of soldiers to pretend to be robbers, but it's not thousands of people from outside the city.

"Childe, then we are now," Li Jun asked from the side.

"It's okay," Ning Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Two thousand thieves Chen Biao can deal with them, let's go together later." "Just now, I have asked Li Jun to send someone to the school to inform them.

"How many defenders are there in this city?" Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly and asked Yuan Shao.

Yuan Shao's face stiffened again, but looking at Ning Zhiyuan's eyes that could scare people to death, he still said in a hurry, "Two or two hundred." ”

"." Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but kick Yuan Shao, "Tie him to this pillar for me, and then dispose of him when I come back." ”

"Folks," Ning Zhiyuan shouted at the queue that was still queuing, "Now that there is a thief army outside the city about to enter the city, what should you do?" ”

No one answered him, in the eyes of these people, the officers and soldiers are also robbing, and the thieves are also robbing, there is no difference, if it is not for the thieves and soldiers who are no longer recruiting, they will all go to join the thieves, at least they can eat as much as today.

Although Ning Zhiyuan had expected this, he still chose to say so, he just wanted to stimulate the blood and hope in the hearts of these people as much as possible, and he was still a little shocked to see this scene at this time, too, these people did not have anything to protect, all of them, even their wives, had already been robbed.

"This official is going to defend the city now, if you don't want the thieves to come in and rob you of all the food you have today, help this official take care of this bastard." Ning Zhiyuan pointed at Yuan Shao and continued, his eyes scanning the long line.

Half loud, still no one spoke.

"Childe," Chen Biao came on a horse at this time, without the slightest solemn expression on his face, and shouted, with more than a dozen horsemen behind him, "Wen Hao took everyone to the south city gate." ”

Ning Zhiyuan nodded, got on a white three-hippopotamus, and glanced at the people with numb expressions before leaving, "To live, you have to have a soul." ”

The group galloped towards the city gate, leaving a faint dust mist behind.

The direction in which the thieves came was not the north gate where Ning Zhiyuan came to Ningxiawei, because outside the north gate was the border, and if the Mongols came to grab a handful, it would be from there, and the Ming people would take the south gate when they robbed themselves.

It is a philosophical fact that each gate has its own guests. Ning Zhiyuan thought.

A flash of fierceness flashed in their eyes, let them disappear at the foot of this city gate.

The long relief team in the city continued to move forward without pause.