Chapter 168 Emperor Might

"Okay," the government doctor didn't dare to delay, and went straight to the child, but after the child walked a few steps, he suddenly turned around, knelt on the snow, and slammed against the porridge shed. several heads.

There is goodness in people's hearts, and people's hearts are full of flesh, no matter who they are, they are the same, people are real, all natures are inherently good, and there is always some light in everyone's heart, and this light is the The only wisp in the dark.

Everyone in the entire Duke of Wei's mansion is always busy. In the kitchen, the cook doesn't dare to stop, and pots of porridge are brought out, and they are cooked again, but even so, They didn't dare to rest, because the queue was too long. If it wasn't for today, they wouldn't have known that there were so many people who couldn't eat on this snowy day.

There are always people outside the porridge shed. It is only in the middle of the night, and the people are gradually dwindling, but the snow is still falling, and it has not stopped. The goose feather snow is falling from time to time. , is also a dead silence.

And this snow, I don't know how many people's lives were lost.

Shen Qingci shrunk into the soft quilt, she hugged the quilt tightly, in fact, she was afraid, whether there would be a punishment, she has been waiting, but all the people who were dazed and fell asleep. , until she opened her eyes again, but found that she had nothing at all. Could it be that it was because there were too many people that they had saved her together, and it would be better for her to die if she tortured her?

"Sister, did you get up?"

Mammy He had already come in with a water basin outside, thinking, Shen Qingci should get up now, no matter how late she slept at night, she always wakes up at this time, not too late, also It won't be early, this is a habit that her sister has developed over the years.

"Get up," Shen Qingci sat up and didn't seem to feel any particular discomfort. If there was a real punishment, she would feel it in advance. Maybe it was because there were too many people, and the punishment might not come. To be punished, she saw that her little life would end here.

Mammy He hurried over and helped Shen Qingci clean her hands and face with a cotton towel. This was the clothes she had just baked for Shen Qingci to put on.

"Sister, it's snowing today, so don't go out, okay?"

"No," Shen Qingci shook his head stubbornly, "A Ning wants to go out, to be with her sister."

Mammy He couldn't say anything about Shen Qingci, so she could only add another dress to her and let her go out to cook porridge with the eldest girl.

The gate of the mansion was just opened, and there was already a long queue outside. There was no quarrel, and no one was crowded. Da Ai lined up very consciously, because they knew that no matter how long they waited, there would always be When it was their turn, even if it was in the middle of the night, they still had their share.

And as long as they have this meal, they can live. If they have another meal tomorrow, they can live one more day. Maybe they will really survive such a winter.

And by the time of spring next year, they won't be dead.

The porridge served by the Duke of Wei's mansion is made of solid white rice. There are also some dried vegetables, some salt, and some minced meat. Although it is not much, it tastes very good. Xiang, the steamed buns are also big, almost the size of a child's face. This bowl of porridge and one steamed bun can actually be enough for the whole family to eat for a day.

Shen Qingci couldn't do much by herself, and that was the only thing she could do. The food in the house, apart from what they ate and gave to a few families, still had a lot left, so she could keep giving it like this. The porridge goes down until the ice melts, until the snow melts, and it can even last for some more time.

She just hoped that she could hold on for one more day, then she would hold on for one more day, and if she could hold on for one more day, these victims might have hope that they could survive.

The mansion doctor also came here carrying his own medicine box, followed by several people who also carried the medicine box. They are all doctors. At this time, this little girl, Shen Qingci, can do this. They are big men. , is it not better than a child who is only eight years old?

So the government doctor found doctors he knew and talked to them about this matter. Naturally, these doctors agreed.

The Duke of Wei provided food for the victims, and he took other doctors to treat these victims. Although the snow was still falling, the capital was not so hard, and it was no longer so deserted. , Everyone has hope to live, and there are more smiles.

Because the people of Duke Wei's mansion said that they will always make porridge, as long as they come, they will have it every day.

If you have something to eat, everyone will be able to live, and if you have something to eat, there will be hope.

And now it's not just the Duke of Wei. Even Prince Jun's Mansion had a porridge shed, and Princess Jun and the three county masters came here voluntarily. Relying on Duke Wei's Mansion alone was not enough. Those disaster victims lined up for a day, the most. Only get one meal.

Prince Jun’s mansion started to cook porridge. Naturally, other people followed suit. They set up a porridge shed at the entrance of the mansion. No matter if new or old food was used, it would be for the common people. A bite of food.

When the emperor heard this, he pressed his hands on the table hard, "You are not very good at talking, talk now, talk quickly, I will let you think about how to solve the heavy snow in Beijing. , you will push me three and four."

"Well now, one is eight years old, the other is thirteen years old, two children have supported the entire people in Beijing, and their fathers are still guarding your borders, killing Chen and enemies for you, even the family. can't go back."

"You have the face, eating the peace event that my Dazhou soldiers exchanged for blood and flesh, but here they only say good things every day, and let the people of Beijing freeze to death in your house. door."

"Your Majesty, I really don't have any extra food in the mansion."

A minister hurriedly knelt on the ground. In this cold weather, all the prefectures were very nervous. Even the grain stores in Beijing were closed a lot, because they were afraid that they would not have enough to eat. Maybe open to sell?

How does Duke Wei's manor exist, and how does Prince Jun's manor exist? The emperor slapped the armrest of the dragon chair again.

"Lord Jun, tell me, where did the food in your house come from, did it fall from the sky?"

Of course not, Lord Jun stepped forward and bowed to the saint.

"Your Majesty, the court has changed the three meals a day to one meal a day, and all the food saved is given to the victims to eat. If I eat one or two less meals, I might be able to save a few. life is lost."

"Two children can do it. As Prince Jun, as a man, how can I ignore the lives of the people?"