The dark clouds finally flattened for several days, and a light rain began to fall in the sky.

With the spring rain pouring, the wheat seedlings are rising day by day, and the old farmers on the edge of the field are squatting on the ridges, looking at the wheat seedlings that are scurrying high in the field, and their dark faces smile into a chrysanthemum.

Spring rain always gives people infinite hope.

Of course, where there is light, there is shadow, and where there is hope, there is despair.

A rain can boost crops and kill many poor people, especially the refugees in Chang County who have no tiles to cover themselves, and the beggars and displaced people who sleep on the streets.

This rain has been pouring down for half a month.

The will of the imperial court for disaster relief was also carried to various places by fast horses along with this gentle rain, bringing hope to the refugees.

"What? That's right, right? The imperial court suddenly wants disaster relief? "Yicheng Houya, Yicheng prefect looked at the next slave, frowning slightly.

"Yes, the news from Wangcheng says that it is the king's will, and the prefectures and counties near Changjun will have a will come soon......"

"Who's going to pay for the money?" The prefect asked.

"The imperial court will provide money and food, and let the local government contribute manpower and material resources to appease and settle the people."

The prefect let go and laughed.

That's fine.

"The imperial court will soon send officials to relieve the flood and control the water and rebuild Chang County." The servant said, "Mr. Yang said that the newly appointed prefect of Burma City has not yet taken office, and the officials are expected to come to our Yicheng, so that you can prepare early." ”

The prefect twisted his beard and groaned, "The official knows." ”

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Three days later, the imperial court's decree was delivered, and a three-foot-high cauldron was erected at the gates of the prefectures and counties near Chang County, with four mouthfuls of porridge, to give porridge to the displaced Chang County refugees.

The aroma of white rice wafts far away.

The ragged Changjun refugees stopped and watched from afar, salivating and drumbling, but they didn't dare to come closer.

There were people who grabbed food and were hacked to death by officers and soldiers, and half of the city gate was stained red with blood.

Food is tempting, but they are also afraid of death.

If you don't grab or make trouble, you can live a few more days.

The carriage drove out of the city gate and stopped near the cauldron.

The refugee watched as the curtain of the carriage window swayed, and was lifted by a fat hand, and the slave who followed by the carriage hurriedly took a few steps forward, and the two pointed to the porridge pot and the refugee, muttering for a while.

The curtains are lowered.

In a moment, a short and fat man jumped out of the carriage with a round belly, and the servant stood behind him with an umbrella.

The short and fat man smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Everyone, everyone, don't panic and don't be afraid, I am Zhu Zan, the prefect's staff, today's porridge is an order from the imperial court, and everyone will eat it with an open belly!" ”

“……”

The refugees looked at each other.

Since the accident, the court has ignored them for three months, and now it is suddenly ......

No one dared to move.

One person was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so he mustered up the courage to stand up and looked at the kind short and fat man who was smiling tremblingly, "Big ...... Adult, is this porridge, this porridge really edible? ”

"Absolutely." The man smiled kindly, "Not only today, but also in the future, until Changjun is rebuilt and you have a home to go back to." ”

Changjun rebuilds!

When everyone heard these words, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

The man caught it and said with a smile: "The imperial court has already issued an order, and in the near future, officials will come to inspect the situation and build a dam, and you will naturally see it then." ”

The crowd rejoiced.

The man saw the captain take a breath: "Well, the porridge is so fragrant, let's drink a bowl of hot porridge to warm up your body first." ”

"Hey, don't worry, everyone has it, queue up first."

"Oh, white rice porridge, it's quite thick!"

"I still have vegetable foam in my porridge!"

After holding the hot porridge in his hand and drinking it, everyone's hearts also became angry, and a smile gradually appeared on their faces that had been sad for a long time.

The road ahead that was originally blank and dark suddenly saw a beam of light enter.

Who doesn't have a good heart?

The man watched the crowd eating lively, and asked for a bowl of hot porridge, and drank it, "I hope you will forgive me for the previous conflict, but it is really because the court has no will to come down, and the adults dare not open a warehouse privately, that is a big crime of killing the head, and the adults are also very worried, but they can't eat well and sleep well during this time, fortunately...... Fortunately, the imperial court's disaster relief list was issued, and the adults did not hurry up and ordered the people below to set up pots and cook rice. ”

A man in coarse rags and a hat was squatting in the corner of the wall with a bowl of porridge, drinking a lot.

Hearing this, he turned around and puffed lightly, "What kind of prefect is kind, this is all the credit of Wang Ji." ”

"What Wang Ji?" The person next to him asked.

After a full meal, the future is still promising, and the refugees' originally dull eyes gradually became bright, and they also had the heart to care about gossip.

"It's our big ginger's An and Wang Ji." The man drank the porridge with a hula sound.

Everyone was at a loss.

There are also people who have been well-informed, and they wondered: "What An and Wang Ji, haven't you heard that there is such a Wang Ji in the palace?" ”

"It's normal that you don't know." The man took a sip of white rice and sighed: "This porridge is really delicious...... three or two mouthfuls finished the white porridge, wiped his mouth and said: "I heard that this Wang Ji because of poor health, raised in the mountains since childhood, only returned to the palace a few days ago, on the way to see our Changjun people suffering, I can't bear it, after returning to the palace, I immediately asked for disaster relief." ”

"Is that so......"

"Otherwise, do you think the court can suddenly find out about your conscience?" The man asked, "What do you say about the great mercy of the local officials, heh!" It's also a shame that they dare to disgust people! If it is really merciful and compassionate, you should not be afraid of the court's condemnation and open a position to help the people! ”

Refugees are silent.

Yes, they were cut off from the city, and they were not given a drop of water, and they wept and begged, and no one paid any attention to them, and occasionally the people who could not stand it would stuff them with half a piece of bread. The people are poor, and they can still give them food, but those high-ranking officials and wealthy families have not produced a grain of rice.

Some people couldn't stand it, organized people to grab food, and were bloodied by the government government.

"In this way, Wang Ji is a bodhisattva-hearted good person."

"Not really!" The man's face was obscured by the hat, and only his pale lips could be seen raised.

"The city of Burma knows." The man asked.

Everyone nodded, who doesn't know.

"You know about the murder of the prefect of Burma, right?" The man asked again.

Everyone nodded again, Yicheng was not too far from Burmese, they had been outside the city, and they had heard passers-by talking.

"It was said that the thieves were rampant, and they killed eight people in one night. Not only the prefect of Burmese City, but also the patriarch of the local Hao family. ”

The man said: "Well, the big thief in your mouth is our Da Jiang's An and Wang Ji. ”

"What?" The crowd was shocked.

The man put the bowl on the ground, sat down cross-legged, sighed and said, "The prefect of Burma City abused his power, abused his power for personal gain, connived at the murder of local wealthy families, and suppressed many life debts. And the patriarch of the Hao clan is even more excessive, not to mention the countless innocent women who have been ruined and forced to death over the years, and many families have been forced to break up, and a few days ago he even hit the idea on An and Wang Ji who was passing by, you say, isn't he looking for death? ”

"Not really!"

When Ann and Wang Ji interrogated, they were furious when they learned what they had committed. As a result, there was a thief known to the world who killed eight people in one night to do the right thing for heaven. ”

"Wang Ji did a good job!" The people held the porridge bowl and were filled with righteous indignation: "The dog official and the slut should be killed!" Wang Ji's move is to eliminate harm for the people. ”

At the same time, at the gates of several other cities, similar theories also spread.

The good name of Ann and Wang Ji also spread.