Of course, Su Yang knew what Murong Jue was thinking, so he didn't refute it, but nodded, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and said to the little guy outside: "Go and tell Chen Zhong to let them go to the inn first, and the old man and I are going to go outside the city first, by the way, bring those grains, and call a few cooks to cook porridge." ”

"The minions understand. ”

After the order was completed, the carriage turned around and left Suzhou City again, and they carefully circled around the city, and found that not far from Suzhou City, there was a small pavilion, and there was a small village nearby, whether it was refugees or villagers, they would pass by here, and it was most reasonable to set up a porridge shed here.

Everyone started together, and the preparation was naturally fast, it took about half a day, and the preparation was almost done, and the chefs had already started to get busy, and pot after pot of white rice porridge was soon baked.

The refugees around were greeted by the aroma of porridge and walked over one after another, and when they saw that there was an extra porridge shack in this pavilion for no reason, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled and asked, "Who are you? How dare you build a shed here?"

Su Yang listened to the man's words, and suddenly felt very funny, there are many refugees here, she will naturally build a shed here, she can't go to a place with fewer refugees, right?

"What are you talking about? The more the refugees have to build porridge huts here, or else they will be put up in the city for the rich merchants with fat brains?"

When the man heard Su Yang answer like this, he knew that she was a foreigner, so he couldn't help but giggle and explain to her: "You don't know yet, do you?

Where does this come from?

Su Yang was even more puzzled when he heard this, it was a year of famine, and if he didn't let his family give porridge outside and do good, would he just watch the villagers starve to death in vain?

"Who told you that?"

"Who else could have said that? This word had spread among us early on, otherwise the people of the city would not have had enough to eat, and we would still be hungry. ”

Hearing this, Su Yang's face sank, looked at Murong Jue, who was standing on the side, pulled his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "This governor of Suzhou City is also a powerful character, we must punish him well." ”

"I know, don't tell anyone about our coming here, I want to see first, that little overlord is powerful. ”

Coincidentally, they met two little overlords along the way, Luoyang City is one, and Suzhou City is another, it seems that there are many people vying to be the little overlord of the mountain.

Su Yang understood what Murong Jue meant, so he put the matter down for the time being, took a breath, and shouted to everyone: "Don't be afraid, everyone! We have a stable supply of porridge here, even if the little overlord is here, we will not stop doing good deeds and accumulating virtues! Just come and drink porridge!"

When everyone heard them say this, their eyes naturally lit up, you know, they haven't eaten a full meal these days, and now it's rare to drink porridge, how can they not rush up, and after a while, there are only half of the three mouthfuls of porridge left in the porridge shed.

Su Yang is not stupid, this porridge is only supplied to refugees, not to everyone who comes, and it can be regarded as using all the food to the blade.

The people outside the city finally had food to eat and would not starve to death, so they were naturally very grateful to the couple, and an old man came forward to take their hands and said, "Thank you, thank you! You are really good people!"

Su Yang and Murong Jue looked at each other and smiled, but did not speak.

At the same time, on the governor's mansion of Suzhou City, a little guy came to the mansion in a hurry, and went straight to the young master's study.

"Young master, there is someone outside the city gate to give porridge!"

The man didn't care about any courtesy, wiped the sweat on his head, and directly told the young master the information he had gathered.

When the gentleman heard this, he slammed the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and scolded: "Bastard! Is it useless for me to say what my little overlord said? Which bold one dares to give porridge on Tai Sui's head?"

He was originally the son of Fan Qu, the governor of Suzhou City, named Fan Tan, who was arrogant and arrogant since he was a child, and even more so since he grew up, he was either beautiful or indulged in wine and meat every day, and the people in the city were afraid of his power, and they dared not speak out.

After a locust plague, many people were displaced and hungry, and in order to take the money as a matter of course, he also deliberately thought of a way, in order to earn ill-gotten gains.

That is, the surplus grain in Suzhou City was sold at a high price, and the top only thought that Suzhou City opened the granary for relief, but they didn't know that it was used for this.

There are not a few wealthy businessmen in Suzhou City, who are kind in their hearts, and when they saw Xiao Yanei doing such an act, they were naturally dissatisfied with him, so they specially bought grain at a high price, and then gave porridge to those ordinary people, but Xiao Yanei thought that this was a bad rule, cut off his financial route, and arrested those rich businessmen and imprisoned!

"Hmph, let's go! Let's change our clothes! Let's see what kind of evil beast is breaking ground on Lao Tzu's territory!"

As he spoke, Fan Tan asked someone to change into tattered clothes, and swaggered out of the city gate in a carriage.

At this time, it was already dusk, and the rice brought by Su Yang and Murong Jue was almost used, and the two wiped the beads of sweat on their foreheads, and were about to pack up their things and go back, but they saw a man walking not far away, although his clothes were ragged, his face was very clean, and after swaggering over, his face was full of arrogant expressions.

Su Yang has seen a lot of such people in the past few hours, most of them pretending to be poor and coming to cheat on the porridge, so he couldn't help frowning and said to him, "But you came to ask for porridge?"

"Well, is you a good-looking woman? ”

Fan Tan wanted to find fault, but who knew that he saw such a beautiful woman, who was the most charming Oiran in Suzhou City, and she was not as beautiful as her, and she immediately salivated.

Su Yang also quickly caught the man's abnormal expression, and quietly took two steps back, Murong Jue saw this, and naturally protected Su Yang behind him, put on a stinky face and said: "Bastard boy, don't think I don't know the purpose of your coming here, we are here to give porridge is good, but we won't give you such a bastard!"

Fan Tan was annoyed by Murong Jie's words, couldn't help but snort lightly, slapped his palm on the table, and scolded: "Bastard! I am the little Yanei Fan Tan of the governor of Suzhou Prefecture, the little overlord! You dare to talk to me like this? Believe it or not, I'll call my father to kill you!"