Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

Not only that, but a pension policy has been added. From now on, all soldiers who died fighting for the big merchants don't need to worry about their family members.

Di Xin said with a smile: "It's okay, your son is the hero of Gu Da Shang, and you are the father of the hero, so it's only natural for Gu to see it."

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Old man Yang timidly said: "Then...that's fine."

Afterwards, Di Xin confessed his crime to the five immortals.

He planned to let Grand Master Wen take the five immortals to inspect the academy, and the five immortals nodded openly.

They were also deeply shocked by Di Xin's benevolent government and love for the people.

There is such a king in the big business, why worry about Xiqi's rebellion?

The contest between Chengtang and Xiqi is not a contest between cutting off teaching and explaining teaching?

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I'll just wait for Grand Master Wen to accompany me." Wu Yunxian said respectfully, cupping her hands.

"Okay, then everyone will wait for Gu to come back and have a drink."

Zhao Yun opened the way ahead, and Di Xin led the old man Yang and his grandson out of the crowd.

They bought clothes for their grandfather and grandson on the street, and after eating, they followed old man Yang to his house.

Arriving at the block where old man Yang was, Di Xin looked solemn.

In Chaoge City, there are actually such dilapidated streets.

The dilapidated houses are crumbling, and a gust of wind can overturn them here.

Di Xin secretly rejoiced, fortunately, he temporarily thought of the private visits of the emperors in his previous life, and then thought of wanting to enter the residences of these low-level people.

Otherwise, he will live in the deep garden of the palace, and he will never know the suffering at the bottom all his life.

Di Xin turned to look at old man Yang: "Old man, has your family lived here all this time?"

Old Man Yang nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, my son died in battle, and my daughter-in-law died of illness due to longing for him too much. My grandson and I can only live on begging and charity from neighbors."

"But it's all right now. Your Majesty wants to provide for the old people. Now I can receive relief money from the imperial court."

Old man Yang couldn't help crying when he talked about his son and daughter-in-law.

Yang Zhan also secretly wiped away his tears.

Di Xin stroked Yang Zhan's head, and comforted him, "Xiao Yang Zhan won't cry, do you want me to introduce you to a master?"

Yang Zhan stared at Di Xin with big clear and bright eyes, half-believing and half-doubting: "Is what the king said true?"

"Of course it's true." Di Xin said seriously, "Do you think he can do it?"

As he spoke, Di Xin pointed to Zhao Yun.

Yang Zhan saw Zhao Yun's valiant appearance, even though he was wearing casual clothes, he couldn't stop the heroic spirit, so he nodded immediately.

Di Xin smiled and said, "Okay, his name is Zhao Yun, and his name is Zilong. When you meet him in the future, you should call him Master."

"Master!"

It has to be said that Yang Zhan is a little clever ghost, and he shouted without waiting for Zhao Yun to agree.

Zhao Yun nodded happily.

Old man Yang watched this scene with great satisfaction, feeling that he could die in peace.

"Let's go, let's go back to your house now. When we meet people, don't say I'm a king, just say I'm your distant relative." Di Xin explained.

At this moment, Yang Zhan's mood improved a lot.

He said happily: "Okay, I will definitely not say it."

On the way to old man Yang's house.

An elderly old Ou looked at old man Yang and Yang Zhan with kind eyes: "Little Yang Zhan is back."

Yang Zhan responded: "Grandma Zhao, grandpa and I are back. I helped you fill up a big tank of water for your house yesterday."

Grandma Zhao pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Hehe, thank you Yang Zhan, I, a widowed old woman, depend on you for my food."

Immediately afterwards, she looked at old man Yang again: "How is it? Has the academy accepted our little Yang Zhan?"

"Accepted, the king himself said it." Yang Zhan raised his fist and replied excitedly.

Granny Zhao nodded in relief, and sighed: "Oh, we are so lucky to have met such a wise king, but it's a pity that I can't see the king, otherwise I must kowtow to the king face to face."

"Come on, grandma still has some flour here, take it back and let grandpa give it to you to eat."

Yang Zhan waved his hand: "Thank you, Grandma Zhao, but no need. My distant relatives came and brought a lot of food."

"My grandfather and I will never go hungry again."

With that said, Yang Zhan divided some of the food in his hand.

Grandma Zhao refused with a smile, her eyes full of kindness: "Hehe, that's good, that's good, our little Yang Zhan finally doesn't have to live a hard life."

Looking at the environment in this area, Di Xin knew that some officials might not do their best.

There are even some deductions on some benefits such as relief funds.

Arrived at old man Yang's house.

A man on crutches stood in the doorway.

Looking at the old man Yang and Yang Zhan who came back, he said displeasedly: "Uncle Yang, why did you secretly send the meat back to me?"

Between the words, three points are angry, and seven points are concerned.

Yang Zhan smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle Zhang, I sent this back. Your family is also in trouble. I am already a man, so I can take good care of grandpa."

The man was angry: "Fart, the relief fund is so little, you are growing up, don't eat much meat, how will you become stronger in the future, and go to the battlefield?"

"You child...cough cough..."

While speaking, the man coughed up a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Old man Yang and Yang Zhan hurried forward to help the man... Yang Zhan said worriedly: "Uncle Zhang, you are injured, you should eat this meat."

The man waved his hand, and only then did he notice Zhao Yun.