Three days later, after the non-stop propaganda of the thirteen Taibao, the first batch of victims closest to the Yin Imperial City came to this city first.

Everyone gathered in front of the gate of the house where Nachincha had settled, waiting for the grain with anticipation, and their eyes were full of hope for life.

"Mother, if you endure it any longer, there will be food to eat in a while. ”

"Dad, you hold on, the imperial court relief food is here, and we have been saved. ”

"Daughter, don't sleep, there will be food soon, our mother and mother are saved, don't sleep, you can't get up when you fall asleep, woo woo!"

......

Cang Lang Lang!

However, under the expectation of everyone, no one noticed that at this moment, the corners around this area were already full of soldiers of the Qilin Army.

There was a trace of shame and unbearability in everyone's eyes, but they still resolutely pulled out the blades in their hands, ready to slaughter this group of helpless victims at any time.

Even though some of them had tears in their eyes, and some of them were shaking lightly with their hands holding knives.

But there is no way, they are military men, the orders from above, they must carry out.

On the high platform of a restaurant, Han Donglei and Cao Kun looked at the group of poor people below, slowly raised their hands, their eyelids trembled, and finally put them down.

But as soon as the hand was put in the middle of the middle, a loud shout sounded: "At the beginning of the grain release, everyone lined up in order, and it was not allowed to cut into the queue three times. ”

"Eh, wait!"

Syllable!

Cao Kun's hand was tightly grasped in the air by the cold winter thunder, and he didn't fall, and said in surprise: "Third brother, Qincha has released grain, so don't we have to kill this group of disaster victims? ”

"Yes, but how can that guy surnamed Yang have food? Wasn't his grain robbed?"

Cao Kun scratched his head, and for a moment the second monk was confused, and his face was full of doubts.

Then, they put aside their hands for a moment and watched the movement below. And those generals did not receive orders from above, so they did not move.

After a while, eight stoves were brought out of the Chincha Mansion and fragrant white rice porridge was boiled as eight strongholds to release food for the victims.

It's just that these rice porridges are boiled very thinly according to Yang Feng's meaning, and a handful of soil is sprinkled in each pot. But even so, those victims were grateful for receiving it, and they were as happy as the New Year.

Looking at all this, Cold Winter Thunder and they couldn't help but be stunned, and after looking at each other, they muttered, "Why don't we withdraw." ”

"Uh...... Good!"

Nodding his head, the two waved their hands and left here, and when those generals saw this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their faces were happy.

Finally, the people above still have a little conscience, and they didn't let them do such a crazy thing of killing innocents indiscriminately. Otherwise, their conscience will be condemned for the rest of their lives.

Again, they are soldiers, not bandits, how can they casually turn their swords at the people who gave birth to them?

Half an hour later, the backer king was still holding his head guiltily in the big tent, and he kept asking himself in his heart whether it was right to do this, but he suddenly heard a shout from outside the tent, it was Cao Kun and the others who came back.

"Father!"

"Why, it's done so quickly?"

Without looking up at them, the backer king said depressedly.

Cao Kun grinned and said excitedly: "No need to kill, Qincha will release grain." ”

Belch!

"What?

After a pause, the king of the backer raised his head suddenly, and said incredulously: "Wasn't his grain robbed?

"We don't know about this, anyway, he's putting food right now, hehehe. ”

The two of them smiled like flowers, and seemed to be very satisfied with the current result.

After the king of the backer took a deep look at them, his eyes rolled, he straightened up suddenly, and walked out: "Let's go, take the old man to have a look." ”

After a while, the king of the backer and the others rushed from the camp to the Yin Imperial City without stopping. I saw that the victims everywhere had already drunk the steaming gruel, with a happy smile on their faces, Yang Feng was directing at the soup kitchen, and scolded: "Okay, you, you've been here three times, I can recognize you." The soup soup is a bowl per person, and you can just survive, but there is no guarantee that you will be full. ”

"Yang Feng!"

With a loud shout, the backer king came to Yang Feng with a shocked face, and pointed to the eight soup kitchens here: "What's going on?"

"Yo, Lord Wang, have you come to check on my work? You see I'm doing a good job, basically everyone has something to eat, although they can't eat enough, hehehe. ”

"Alright, I didn't say anything about your soup kitchen. I'm asking you, didn't you say that the grain trucks were all hijacked, how can there be food relief?"

"Yes, the grain cart was hijacked. ”

Blinking his innocent big eyes, Yang Feng smiled evilly: "But it was only the car that was robbed, I didn't say that the grain was also robbed." ”

Not!

His eyes trembled, and the king of the backer couldn't help but be stunned, and then said incredulously: "The grain truck was robbed, but the grain is still there? So where did you put so much grain? Why didn't the old man see it when he came three days ago?"

"Lord Qiqi, Yang was afraid that someone would rob the grain, so as soon as he entered this mansion, he had already hidden the grain under my bedroom. What the Celestial Cult had robbed that day was nothing more than an empty car. Today, when the victims arrived, I dared to take out the real food for disaster relief, hehehe. ”

"Okay, you Yang boy, you're too thief, even the old man was deceived by you, hahaha!"

Syllable!

slapped Yang Feng's arm hard, and the king of the backer immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, the old man was relieved, and the depression of the past three days was swept away.

When Cao Kun saw it, he quickly pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Father, don't forget to update Your Majesty's entrustment, let us sabotage his disaster relief." ”

"Destroy a fart, now we will deal with the Celestial God Sect and save Princess Deyang, and we must strengthen the wall and clear the wilderness. Without his food, we have to kill all these victims in advance to prevent them from rioting, can you do it?"

glaring at him fiercely, the backer king looked at Yang Feng again and shouted: "That Yang boy, if the old man brings ten times as many victims, can you still withstand this food?"

"Lord Wang, according to the current rate of grain release, let alone ten times, even if you bring twenty times, I will ensure that they have food to eat for three months, it will not be a problem. ”

"Okay, as long as you have enough food and grass here, the old man can rest assured that he will be able to deal with the Heavenly God Sect, hahaha!"

Laughing heartily, at this time, the backer king's eyes looked at Yang Feng, and he was much more intimate, and the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

Yang Feng also had an innocent smile on his face, and from time to time he waved back with his back to his hands.

Suddenly, a group of reporters rushed forward and began to report exclusively.

In the face of the inhumane natural disasters and the victims of hunger and cold, our great President Yang has sent food to them from thousands of miles to relieve the people from fire and water. When many people eat this hot white rice porridge, they say from the bottom of their hearts that it is the most fragrant meal they have ever eaten in their lives. Chairman Yang's kindness is greater than the sky and deeper than the sea, and he is the reborn parent of the people in the disaster area. ”

As he spoke, those reporters immediately turned their cameras to the backer king and said, "Lord Wang, as the commander of the Qilin Army, do you have anything to say to our disaster relief now, President Yang?"

"I said to him?"

couldn't help but be stunned, the backer king couldn't help but hesitate, facing so many cameras, he couldn't think of what to say for a while, but he was in a good mood now, so he patted Yang Feng's shoulder fiercely, and laughed: "This kid, it's good, it's good, hahaha!"

Although these words are very simple, the signal released to the whole country represents the support and optimism of the Qilin Army for Yang Feng.

Suddenly, the people of the whole country were even more jubilant and inspired, and President Yang actually received praise from the respected old prince, it seems that our President Yang is really kind-hearted, an excellent young man, and flawless.

Yang Feng's fans are all boiling.

Only the emperor in the palace had a twitch of his face, and his old face was gloomy and almost drooped to the ground.

Uncle Huang, I asked you to lose face and lower his prestige, not to let you cheer him on in front of the public.

You are still not the last barrier of our Huangfu family, the king of the backers, my own uncle, why did your elbow turn outward?

Alas......