Chapter Forty-Eight: How Can I, the Ming Dynasty, be as cowardly as the Song Dynasty?
"It's porridge! It's porridge! ”
"Mine! It's mine! ”
"Master Jun, give me more!"
“.....”
"Don't squeeze! Everyone has it, and if it's not enough, you can add more! ”
Outside Lantian County, a group of raggedly dressed homeless people rushed to hand bowls to the cauldron of soup kitchen.
Everyone looked at the steaming white porridge and couldn't stop swallowing their saliva.
It's as if you're going to pounce on it the next moment.
But under the watchful eye of the soldiers on both sides.
But no one broke the rules.
This is the scene that Zhu Di saw after coming to Shaanxi.
It's not good, but it's not bad either.
Grabbed an old man who had just arrived at the porridge, and looked at the bowl of wheat bran mixed with more than half of the porridge.
Zhu Di couldn't help but ask.
"Old man, how is this porridge wheat bran? It's not for people at all, is it? ”
The old man stopped and glanced at Zhu Di, who was also dressed in tatters.
Raised an eyebrow and said.
"This is wheat bran, this is the best grain, this lord, are you mistaken?"
Zhu Di was stunned.
Pointing to the chaff in the bowl, he said.
"This isn't wheat bran??"
"It's not, it's the best white rice."
Looking at the wheat bran that is so obvious, the old man said that it is white rice.
Zhu Di was really stunned.
He looked at the bran in the bowl, and then at the old man.
I can't help but wonder if I've been in the palace for too long, and I can't even tell the difference between wheat bran and rice?
Just when Zhu Di began to doubt his life.
The old man came over quietly at this time.
"My lord, is that okay? Do you think you can add more rice to your forehead next time? ”
"I don't want much, as long as you ask the military master who holds the porridge to take two spoonfuls from the bottom of the pot."
Hearing this, Zhu Di was stunned.
"What the hell are you talking about? I'm also here to get porridge, I'm not an adult, you recognize the wrong person, right? ”
As soon as the old man heard this, he immediately spoke again.
"Yes, yes, it's the villain who said it wrong, of course you're not an adult."
With that, the old man turned and left.
But Zhu Di grabbed the old man again.
"Tell me more about what you just said. And how did you recognize me? ”
At first, he was a little confused, but he immediately came to his senses.
The old man should have recognized him as the person of the imperial court.
Zhu Di knows that local officials are often opportunistic when doing things.
For example, the magistrate's favorite drenching tip kick mistletoe, silver two fire consumption, etc.
Now he may have found another one.
The old man saw that Zhu Di was unrelenting.
Hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"My lord, don't add more rice, don't want it, just let it go."
The old man's appearance made Zhu Di even more angry.
These magistrates can't do anything else, but they have a hand in oppressing the people.
Behold what has become of the people to be evil!
Zhu Di immediately helped the old man up and said.
"Don't be afraid, I'm an official sent by the capital, specifically to investigate the situation of this disaster relief, and I'm here to help you."
However, when the old man heard this, he became even more frightened.
Hurriedly said.
"I understand my lord, I understand, I am full, this grain is not wheat bran, it is all white rice, really."
The old man lowered his head tightly as he spoke.
Seeing that the old man was unwilling to tell the truth no matter what, Zhu Di was also a little helpless.
The old man was clearly aware of the situation.
But he just didn't dare to say it, probably because he was afraid that he was in the same group as those people.
Zhu Di had no choice but to talk badly, so that the old man could barely believe that he really wouldn't protect those officials.
But the old man is still willing to say something simple.
"The reason why I can recognize adults is because they are very burly and tall, and people like me generally don't have people who look so burly."
"That's it?"
Zhu Di said in disbelief.
Just because of this, it can be seen that he is an official sent by the imperial court?
"That's right."
The old man nodded.
It seems to be true, but under the eyes of Zhu Di, who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years.
At a glance, it was clear that the old man was lying.
But there was nothing he could do, since people didn't want to say it.
He can't persecute no.
"And what's the deal with this bran?"
This question is what Zhu Di is most concerned about, because it is related to what the fourth child is doing.
When the old man saw Zhu Di ask like this, his face was a little hesitant, but he was still ready to say it.
There was an exclamation.
"What bullshit white rice is! This is clearly wheat bran!! ”
"This is to give food to the animals!!
"When we are animals, we can't ??!"
Zhu Di turned his head to look.
It was found that several homeless people were angrily yelling at the porridge man.
Zhu Di saw this situation and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He just looked at so many people, but he didn't speak, and thought he was mistaken.
Now it seems that his perception is not wrong.
And then a scene that shocked Zhu Di appeared.
He thought that the people around him would rebel together, but he didn't want everyone to be indifferent, just like looking at a fool.
Look at those people.
There is no desire to be with them at all.
This can be embarrassing for the three people in the room.
Isn't this supposed to be angry and resentful, and then scold the dog officer?
How is this indifferent one by one?
Seeing this situation, Zhu Di also looked incredible.
He couldn't understand it at all, what the hell was going on?
Someone came out to resist, but no one answered?
Could it be that all the people of his Ming Dynasty are so docile?
This strange scene not only did not reassure Zhu Di, but made him even more worried.
Although the more docile the people of the Ming Dynasty, the more beneficial it is to the rule of the Ming Dynasty.
But it's too docile to do it.
This will make a country lose its bloody nature and the spirit of martial worship.
When a foreign enemy comes, won't it be impossible to stop it?
In this way, what is the difference between his Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty?
But Zhu Di didn't respond to them together, because it was too weird at this time.
Not only did none of the many people answer, but even the officers and soldiers did not take it seriously.
Just as indifferent.
As if not seen.
It's not weird anymore, it's too weird.
If it weren't for the Jinyi guards around him, Zhu Di would have thought that he was not in Daming.
At this time, the field was unusually quiet, and the people around were eating, eating, and sleeping.
Completely ignore these three people.
After a long time, the three of them saw that no one had echoed them.
After a snort.
It's all gone.
And the surrounding homeless people are not outside, and they do whatever they have to do.
It's as if these people had never been here.
Zhu Di looked at this scene and was amazed.
When he was about to turn around and ask the old man, he found that he had disappeared.
And he is surrounded by Ji Gang and Jin Yiwei.
Looking at Ji Gang and the others, Zhu Di suddenly understood why the old man recognized his identity.
With such a large group of strong men gathered together, even a fool could see that something was wrong.
Zhu Di shook his head.
Now that the man has disappeared, he doesn't have to force it.
Now we know what is going on here.
Then it's time to ask the fourth child what he wants to do!