The streets of the imperial capital are no longer prosperous, and the war has turned the whole place into hell.

Millions of refugees from the West,

More and more refugees,

displaced refugees,

Hungry refugees without clothes.

Heavy snow.

Walking across the bridge, you can see the bones of the freshly frozen corpses under the bridge.

Lunch.

There was no more noise from the shouting of the vendors, there was only silence, a low wail.

Xia Xiaosu opened the granary of the palace, the emperor put on the clothes of an ordinary palace maid, and when she pushed the porridge cart through the street, she raised her arm, wiped her eyes, and then sighed softly.

Wait until the porridge cart settles.

Many refugees flocked to the area.

The guards hurried to maintain order, shouting "Queue, queue, everyone".

The war-torn people lined up listlessly.

"Girl, can you scoop me up for an extra bowl, I have a five-year-old girl at home, it is my granddaughter, her father and mother are dead, and she is also seriously ill..."

"Hmm. Xia Xiaosu didn't say much, and directly served two bowls of porridge to an old woman in front of her.

"Thank you, girl..."

After the old woman left, another man lined up, and the man took out the bowl and said pitifully: "Girl, I was full of the riverside soil I ate yesterday, and now I am almost dying, can you give me a little more?"

"Hmm!" Xia Xiaosu handed him another big bowl.

After the man left, another woman in tattered clothes took the hands of the two children and looked up at her pitifully.

Xia Xiaosu looked at their expressions, feeling uncomfortable, and her nose couldn't help but be sour, but she didn't cry after all, but went to serve porridge for them, and then squeezed out a gentle smile: "Every day, tomorrow... Come back tomorrow. ”

"Thank you, girl. ”

Xia Xiaosu looked at the gray long line, and suddenly her eyes turned red, and when the other palace maid saw her like this, she hurriedly came over to replace her, and then whispered: "Princess, you go and rest first." ”

Xia Xiaosu shook her head, she insisted on holding the pot and spoon to scatter rice porridge for the people, seeing that the rice porridge was not enough, she didn't say, "That's all for today's porridge, come back tomorrow", but comforted the refugees while asking the palace maid to go back and cook porridge again.

Hunger without hunger, sickness without medical care, displacement with nowhere to live, sudden death on the streets...

As soon as the princess turned around, she couldn't help but raise her sleeves and wipe her tears.

...

Night.

Palace.

The brother and sister sat opposite each other at a long table with only simple rice porridge on the table.

Xia Ji asked, "Why are you crying during the day?"

Xia Xiaosu: "I pity them..."

She put down her chopsticks, and only in front of her brother would she unscrupulously reveal her emotions, her eyes were red, she covered her face with her hands, and said softly: "The war has destroyed everything for them, their relatives are separated, life and death are separated."

Walking on the streets of the imperial capital, I can see many corpses and dry bones, I can hear many people choking in pain, even the sound of the wind seems to be crying of countless resentful spirits...

I pity them, I think they obviously didn't make any mistakes, they obviously worked hard in their hometowns, and worked hard, why... Why are they being treated like this?"

Xia Ji said: "This is fate. ”

"Destiny ......"

The princess carried the chopsticks and was stunned for a long time, she wanted to say something, but finally sighed deeply and hung her head.

If it weren't for her brother, she would have been taken to the south, waiting for the beginning of spring to marry the Turks.

If it weren't for her brother, she would have drawn her dagger from the city and stabbed it into the heart.

That's fate.

She wasn't in a position to ask why.

Because, she was also ordered to suppress.

Therefore, Xia Xiaosu sighed heavily, but when she looked up, she saw her brother laughing, Xia Ji touched her head and told her, "Good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, you are so kind, you will definitely have a good life." ”

Xia Xiaosu hung his head and said, "Really?"

Xia Ji smiled: "Otherwise, you can meet my brother?"

Xia Xiaosu burst into tears and smiled, and she nodded heavily: "Well, the crown prince, the third prince, and the fifth prince are not as good as a hair of yours combined." ”

Xia Ji hurriedly shook his hand, "Don't." ”

Xia Xiaosu was very self-aware, and pouted: "You are going to say that I poisoned milk again, where am I poisoned?"

Xia Ji: "Hurry up and praise the three princes, look at the three princes and concubines, the mother is filial piety..."

Xia Xiaosu looked at him with empty eyes, "Seriously, I really think that the third prince is personable, talks and laughs with great Confucianism, has no white ding, has long sleeves and is good at dancing, and has been appreciated by many Confucians, and Concubine Wan is also very aura, stronger than the queen." ”

Xia Ji looked sincere and said seriously: "Thank you." ”

...

...

Xia Ji opened the wooden box, took out the wooden beads in the wooden box, and continued to engrave them into prayer beads containing spiritual power.

This is Huaqing Lake, the night wind is cold, the lake is dark, and in the ice and snow, all distracting thoughts can't enter his heart.

His mind was focused on his fingers, carving a golden swastika rosary, each one was his hole card, and after carving ten more, he rubbed his forehead, a little tired.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

I slept until morning.

Then take out the remaining rosary beads, take advantage of the good state in the morning, complete them all in one go, and then string them together into one hundred and eight karmic prayer beads.

One hundred and eight represents the afflictions of sentient beings, and the afflictions can give birth to all kinds of negative karma, and when the rosary is a prayer bead, the state of mind is clear, and it is natural to observe the momentary birth and death of the five aggregates, and the illusion is not real, so as to empty the state of mind.

Of course, the main thing is that the more rosary there are, the stronger the magic weapon will be.

After doing this, he felt a little hungry in his belly, and looked out the window to see when the snow had stopped, the sun had come out, and it was noon.

He simply ate the meal, and as soon as he went out, he saw a guard hurriedly coming from a distance, half-kneeling on the ground and saying: "Your Highness, many people in the street porridge shop are gathering to make trouble, and now it is becoming more and more chaotic, and the patrol soldiers can no longer stop it." ”

"Trouble, has the Ninth Princess ever had an accident?"

"No, but the situation is urgent..."

"Got it. ”

Xia Ji gathered a hundred dead soldiers and Gonggong Mei, and then left the palace.

The streets were chaotic, and many refugees could be heard yelling in the distance.

"Let's take a look, this is Xia Xiaosu, the Nine Emperor Daughters, the rice and grain in the palace are piled up, as long as a little bit is released, everyone can be fed, so that there is no one in the city who starves to death!"

"Yes, the people in the palace eat big fish and meat, but we have no fixed place to live, and we are separated from our relatives!"

A weak voice said, "However, I see that the princess has been speaking very gently... It's also good for us. ”

"She's buying people's hearts!"

"If the emperor is still in the capital, how can he endure so many disasters and hardships for us?"

"Hey, don't be deceived by petty profits, and be grateful to Dade for a little charity from others!"

Xia Xiaosu stood by the porridge shop, protected by the guards, she didn't explain, because she was not stupid, she knew that these people were likely to be instructed by someone, you can reason with anyone, but you can never convince a person who is bent on making trouble, every explanation you make, every pain you give will only make them proud.

Therefore, her expression was a little gloomy, but the palace maid was saying loudly, "It's not like this, there is not much food in the palace, this is the time for everyone to work together to tide over the difficulties"...

"Liar! how could the royal family not have much food?"

"Every day there are big fish and meat, as long as a little food is released, we can be saved, and no one will die... Why do you want to do this to us?"

"Liar!"

"Yes, that's right!

The group of people waved their arms, and many refugees who did not know the truth were also led to follow behind and coax, and even stones were thrown forward in the crowd.

"Princess, be careful!"

A palace maid hurriedly went to block it.

But more and more stones, mud balls were thrown forward, and the remaining porridge pots were also snatched up in a hurry, the stones were thrown far away, and the angry scolding continued.

Xia Ji stood under the eaves and watched quietly, a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

On the side, Gonggong Mei said softly: "Your Highness, it is not appropriate to kill at this time, as long as you drive away a few people led by you, now the people's hearts are in turmoil, if you kill one person, it will be like throwing a little spark in the oil pot, and the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Xia Ji glanced at him, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Father-in-law Mei hurriedly said, "The old slave doesn't dare. ”

Xia Ji looked into the distance, the Nine Emperor Maidens were hanging their heads uneasily, a pair of eyes were already swollen into peaches from crying, she didn't know how many tears she had quietly shed in the past few days, and the shouts and insults came and went, each of which was like a sharp knife stuck in her heart.

Good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, the royal sister is good, weeping and crying for suffering, quietly pretending to be a palace maid to scatter porridge, not famous at all, but someone uses this to make an article, why is this reported?

Hate!

Hate the number of unfair!

Hate good and evil without retribution!

"It's me who is too kind. ”

Xia Ji muttered softly, he closed his eyes tightly, the temperament around him became darker, and the light that was still there before also disappeared completely at this time.

Smack!

A stone passed through the crowd and hit Xia Xiaosu the shoulder, causing her to let out a cry of pain.

Xia Ji opened his eyes, a thought of becoming a Buddha and a thought of becoming a demon, at this time he just wanted to laugh wildly, it turned out that he had been under house arrest for two years and was suppressed, and he still had ridiculous compassion in his heart.

He looked into the distance and said in the calmest tone, "Kill them all." ”