"Hey, the same people don't have the same fate. (Pen Fun Pavilion)"

"There is no heavenly reason!"

The discussion of the pedestrians reached the ears of Ziwei and Jia Qi, and the two quietly exchanged glances with each other: "Say that Cao Cao Cao has arrived, the main lord is here, it's good to come." ”

The two of them turned around at the same time, stepped out of the porridge shed, and stood in the middle of the road, looking at the comers.

The master came to the porridge shed with the portrait in his hand, raised his head to look at the portrait, and then looked at Ziwei who was dressed as a man, with a surprised look on his face: "You are the imperial envoy of Ducha?" ”

Ziwei had no words. Just looked directly at him with a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

The master paused, picked up the portrait and looked at it carefully, looking at the delicate crape myrtle, he suddenly realized that the imperial envoy sent by the emperor was a woman, this woman was as notorious as the county lord of Nanning, and the county lord of Ziwei turned into a woman, and the woman disguised herself as a man and came to the people in private clothes, and set up a tent to give porridge.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in the master's eyes, and soon his eyes rolled, and he showed a smile, he pointed to Ziwei, and introduced to the adult in official uniform, "Lord Huo, this one is the imperial envoy of Ducha, the imperial envoy, and the lord of Ziwei County, the imperial envoy, our Lord Huo is looking forward to the stars and the moon and has been looking forward to the arrival of the adult, who knows that the county lord disguised himself as a man and came to the folk micro-service for a private visit, which made us clumsy, did not recognize the imperial envoy, please forgive me for neglecting the adult." ”

Huo Rong is the deputy city lord of Liancheng, he shook his fat body, took a step forward, and bowed deeply to Ziwei: "Xiaguan Huo Rong, I have the fate to see the true face of the county lord today, I am fortunate to meet!" Fortunately! The county lord is a heroine among women, and the heroine does not let her eyebrows. I have long heard that the county lord took the initiative to invite Ying, and came to Liancheng with the emperor's order to be responsible for disaster relief, which made the officials worship to the extreme. Xiaguan has been looking forward to the arrival of the county lord. This time it's okay, Liancheng is saved. ”

The chubby face was huddled together, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

Ziwei also returned the salute, she didn't want to go around in circles with him, said some scenes in the officialdom, and told him directly: "The emperor said that there is no tax in the city." ”

Huo Rong knelt on the ground and knelt in the direction of the capital: "The emperor is sage, there is no tax in the city." ”

Huo Rong sang the praises of the emperor Shengming loudly, and the refugees standing outside the porridge shed heard it, and they also knelt down, full of gratitude, and thanked loudly, "The emperor Shengming, there is no tax in the city." ”

The common people came over from the street, slowly came forward to surround them, and gradually figured out the conversation between Master Huo and Ziwei, people looked at Ziwei, and carefully looked at the great benevolent person who had been with them for more than ten days, and it turned out to be the lord of Ziwei who was disguised as a man.

When they heard Ziwei read out the emperor's edict: "There is no tax in the city", the people stayed for a while, and suddenly, they knelt down in the direction of the capital behind Lord Huo, and shouted excitedly: "The emperor is shengming, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

They turned around again and bowed down to Ziwei: "Thank you Imperial Envoy Ducha for saving us." ”

Ziwei hurriedly waved her hand: "I can't do it, I can't help it, get up quickly." Rest assured, the imperial envoy of Pontus will definitely do a good job in disaster relief work in Liancheng, please believe in the imperial court and believe me. ”

"We are grateful to the imperial court for sending a good official."

"You are a good officer, we believe in you."

Ziwei faced this group of kind people, her heart was full of emotion, the people are really kind, they are not demanding, they know that the court has not forgotten them, the court has thought about the people, and has taken practical and effective measures to help them get through the difficulties, and the people are grateful to the court.

Ziwei brought to the people of Liancheng, the emperor's dictation: "There is no tax in Liancheng", this holy decree is like a reassuring pill, calming the people's hearts.

The old man leaned out of the crowd with the little radish head, ready to take the little radish head forward and continue to thank the great benefactor, seeing that Ziwei and Master Huo seemed to have something to say, he led everyone out of the porridge shed, leaving the space for a few adults.

Everyone also understood what the old man meant, followed him to the outside of the porridge shed, looked for a corner and sat down, and everyone surrounded the old man to inquire about his adventure with Ziwei.

The old man cleared his throat and was about to open his mouth to tell everyone everything, satisfying everyone's curiosity, when a skinny old man came, he served a bowl of porridge from another porridge shed, and saw that this side was very lively, he trembled and walked to the little radish head and his grandfather, drank a sip of porridge, and sighed: "Brother, since the capital has been farewell, until now there is a month of time, I didn't expect that we will meet here, this year to meet again is really not easy!" ”

"Yes, thanks to this Ziyu Prince, who is also the Lord of Ziwei, we will meet."

When everyone saw the two old men meeting and talked about this miraculous envoy, they became very interested in their adventures, and couldn't help but gather together and ask, "How did you know this great benefactor?" ”

The old man held a bowl of porridge, his eyes flashed with tears of excitement, and told him about the adventures in the capital, and unraveled the identity of Ziyu, Ziyu is the lord of Ziwei, and she is named Ziyu in disguise as a man, and in the house, she is the lord of Ziwei.

Now she is still dressed in men's clothes, in fact, it is convenient to go out of the house and give porridge to the victims.

When the old man talked about crape myrtle, he couldn't finish talking, and when the conversation gate opened, he talked endlessly. If there is no purple jade, then they will all starve to death on the way to escape the famine, how can they live?

It turned out that everyone understood the miraculous story of this Ducha master, and people began to talk about it.

"We fled to the capital, thinking that we would starve to death, but we didn't expect to meet the county lord who disguised herself as a man, at that time she was called Ziyu Gongzi, it was she who rescued us, sold us steamed buns and steamed buns to eat, and also sent us back to our hometown silver, and sent someone to send us home safely all the way."

"The county lord is a good man with a bodhisattva heart."

"I heard a year ago that there was a magical son in the capital, this son is Ziyu Gongzi, she once passed by a bridge, saw a fallen son fall into the water, and jumped into the lake without hesitation, rescued him ashore, this son's breathing has stopped, it was Ziyu Gongzi who gave him three breaths, and a miracle appeared, this son was miraculously rescued."

"The heart of the doctor's parents, from this point it can be seen that the benefactor is a good person."

"Yes. You know only one and you don't know the other. There are too many rumors about Ziyu. I can't say it all at once, but I'll just choose one or two things to tell you, and you will know what kind of person the benefactor is. ”

"Grandpa, tell me quickly."

"A lake separates the capital and Jincheng, and a bridge is erected on the lake, what kind of bridge is this bridge? Did you know? ”

"I know, it's Qushui Bridge, a few years ago I went to the capital to do fur business, I walked across this bridge, this bridge is a dangerous bridge, I walked to the top of the trembling, I once saw the guardrail of the bridge broken, someone fell into the lake from above and drowned."

"Brother, that's the bridge you saw before, now this bridge is different, this dangerous bridge has been repaired, half a year ago, when the son of Ziyu and the son who fell into the water revisited the old land, I saw that this bridge was still in tatters, when raising money to repair this bridge, the people who passed by here have agreed, and they started to repair it together, and the Qushui Bridge was renamed the Love Bridge by the benefactor."

"The women don't let the eyebrows, it turns out that the prince of Ziyu is the lord of Ziwei County, and such a county lord makes some officials of the government embarrassed. The county lord thinks about the people. ”

"This sentence is good, everyone has seen it with their own eyes in the past ten days, the county lord rushed to cook porridge for the fire every day before dawn, these small guys in the porridge shed are actually the guards in the county lord's mansion, they took the grain, climbed the mountains and waded thousands of miles, transported the grain into Liancheng, and immediately set up the porridge shed to give porridge, such a county lord is our good county lord, only such a person will get the emperor's trust. The emperor Shengming appointed the county lord as the imperial envoy of the capital, and the county lord came, which was the gospel of Liancheng. ”

"The current county lord has changed, and it is different from the county lord of the past!" The refugee from Linxian had been listening to the side, and he came out with a sentence for a long time.

"The rumors in the market are not credible, I don't know who has ulterior motives to talk nonsense, smearing the county lord's face, saying that the county lord of Ziwei is ruthless, brutal and willful, nonsense, it is better to hear than to see, the rumors in the market are now self-defeating, the county lord of Ziwei is naturally different from the county lord of Nanning, the county lord of Nanning is the ruthless lord, she has made Liancheng into a miasma, the people have not lived a day of peace, she is our disaster star." The old man used his own personal experience to refute the refugees in Linxian.

The people talked a lot, and the people expressed their deep gratitude in the most simple language.

I don't know who shouted: "The county lord is our lucky star, the county lord is here, and the city is saved." ”

Talking, talking, the old man burst into tears, excited, he had a touching heart, pulled the little radish head and prepared to thank Ziwei: "Grandson, the grace of saving lives must not be forgotten, let's go and thank the benefactor again." ”

"Grandpa, the benefactor is gone." The little radish head pointed at Ziwei's back and shouted at his grandfather, the old man stood up tremblingly, raised his hand on his eyebrows, and covered the strong dazzling sunlight, sure enough, he saw Ziwei coming out of the porridge shed, followed by the two sons, Master Huo also came out, and the master was behind.

At this time, a soft sedan chair parked on the edge of the wall saw Master Huo come out, the sedan chair man carried the sedan chair over, the master waved his hand at them, and they immediately received the order to carry the soft sedan chair to follow behind.

The five of them walked down the street in a staggered manner, chatting as they went.

The people looked at Ziwei with grateful eyes, and gradually they also left the place, and the noisy sounds around the porridge shed gradually disappeared, leaving a few guards to clean up. As the county lord instructed, they began to boil porridge and prepare for the next meal.