"How should such a people live? Day after day, day after day. Rising hope slowly began, despair. Life has also lost all its brilliance. ”

Ye Qing sighed. And he was furious. "These officials in Jiangnan take the money of the officials. What I want to say is the glory given by the Guan family. Beloved by all peoples. but he treats the people of the official family in this way. I just don't want to live anymore. One by one, they are shameless. Something happened and I knew that I was looking for money from the Guan family. When it arrived, the money was all in his pocket. starved to death the people of their own dawn. Such an official. He should die, and go to 18 layers of hell. ”

Floristry disagreed. Because of that, he listened too much. or sincere or hypocritical. The chatter and the rambling are nothing more than those two sentences. For all the people of Lebanon, for the people who are suffering. Seek justice. Let them live in peace and abundance. These. Mosaba, listen to too much. So much so that my ears can get calloused. But there are a few people who can do it, no, not a single one. ”

"The queen mother also donated in the name of Huangshan, the people here. A large amount of money is allocated every year. But that's it. A few more fell into the hands of these people. It's all stuffed, the pockets of those who are officials. At the beginning, General Xiaoliu was also determined to change the situation here, because he had lived here and knew it best. But he didn't have time to change. He was buried in the snow-capped mountains. The emperor also wanted to change. But the money. Layer by layer buckle. into the hands of the people of the dawn. How many points can it have? Is it enough to buy a week's worth of nests? A week has passed, what about the next week? People always have to live. Day after day, year after year, how are these days counted? This is an account that no one can figure out. ”

Ye Qian stood on the hill. Look at the refugee camp. I feel a lot of emotion. "Corrupt officials must be eliminated. and the people shall take charge of it. How much money do we still have? Let's go buy some steamed buns first. Let them eat their fill first. ”

Hua Ye took out the silver taels in his arms and counted them. "And 1,000 taels."

Ye Qing also touched it, touching his sleeve. "I still have 1,500 taels here. Buy as much as you can! If you can solve the problem of eating for a few people first, you can solve the problem of a few people first. It can't always be because of the investigation of the case. Just watch them starve alive. I can't do that. ”

Hanaba nodded in agreement. "Then let them eat first, and then let's talk! It's just that it's not a way to keep it in mind all the time. Always find a job that will make him a living. Even if the donations come to the court in the future. Nor will they become people who are fed and waiting to die. ”

Ye Qing glanced at Hua Ye deeply. Patted him on the shoulder. Approving said. "Or are you thoughtful? It's a big project indeed. It needs to be gradual. There are many young talents like you in the end of the dynasty. Domination is just around the corner. ”

The light rose under the eyes of the flower and leaves, shining brightly, and he seemed to see his future. Radiant. Fulfilled his ambitions. Looking at the situation of the end dynasty dominating the world. What a splendor.

The two agreed. Then he rode back to the street. Slip in circles with the surrounding area. Steamed bun shop. Full of huge snow-white steamed buns. And then several people were hired. Fill the car. Trip by trip to the refugee camp.

The hungry people? I smelled the fragrance of steamed buns. One by one, they stood up vigorously. Curiously crowded, at the door. Let's see what's going on.

Ye Qing set up a stall. Let all the people who come to receive the steamed buns line up in several lines, so that the steamed buns can be distributed better and faster. Everyone who really receives it can take one or two steamed buns, and then. Serve a bowl of white porridge. Take advantage of the sunset. Just this cloud. This is their first full meal of the day.

There are a lot of refugees coming and going. Many, much more. There are even some of them. I'm afraid that Ye Xin and they won't come tomorrow. I deliberately queued up several times. Others cut in line. Is. Do you have to ask for a few more steamed buns? And then. Save it up. I'm afraid I won't have to eat in the future.

Ye Qing wanted to scold. But when I think about why they did this, I can't help but feel sad. She said she would have to eat tomorrow. How can they store food like squirrels? Like a steamed bun with white flowers, hide it. Then wait until later.

After a few sips of drinking, forget it. It's okay to make a trip or two once in a while. But if it were too much. I'm afraid that the refugees behind will not be able to eat. He also refused. Those who finally had a full meal thanked Ye Qing and Huaye one after another. Crying bitterly, they shouted that they were immortals, immortals who went down to save the suffering.

The people of this world who ask God to ask. Most of them are the ones who are suffering. Because life is for them. It's too bitter. Almost everything goes unplanned, everything doesn't go well. Life. It's a never-ending pain. Therefore, they asked the Buddha every day to ask for retribution. I hope to transfer gas, and I hope that life will be better. Those who put all their hopes in the gods and Buddhas. He is still poor. Those who don't put all their hopes in the gods and Buddhas. But life has given him enough suffering people. Mine is still poor.

Under the sky. There are too many people asking for Buddha. But the Buddha. How many people's wishes can be satisfied. Very little. He is like a mud bodhisattva. Hard-boned. Whose grief doesn't listen? But he can understand the voices of those who are rich. Those who are officials. Able to give it to him. Burn a lot of money, and there is a lot of sesame oil money. Then it was filled with sacrificial supplies. These people. The Buddha heard it clearly. Then satisfy his never-ending desires.

Ye Qing can't say that he hates the Buddha. It's just that seeing so much, the refugees talk about sadness. Especially when they knelt on the ground and thanked God for thanking the Buddha. Always get angry, so a little bit of resentment comes. If God and the Buddha are really willing to save the suffering. I won't let them drag it out to this day.

Thinking of this, I can't help but slander two sentences. Two sentences at the trough. I found the dissatisfaction in my heart.

Hanaba, who was standing aside, heard it. Said to soothe his emotions. They were right to ask God and Buddha to do so. There is still some hope after all. And they didn't ask the wrong person either. The Buddha and God also heard. So don't look forward to it, are the two of us coming? I hope we can save them from fire and water. This is the kindness of God and the Buddha. ”

Hua Ye said. All of Ye Qing's anger vanished. If that's what he says. That's right. They came this time. It's to save the suffering. Maybe it was really God and the Buddha who heard about it and arranged for them to come here. I just hope this trip will go smoothly. Eradicate corrupt officials. Helping the Suffering.