Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 28 28. If good and evil are not reported, I will report

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

Millions of refugees from the west,

More and more refugees,

Displaced refugees,

Hungry and unclothed refugees.

Heavy snowfall.

You can see the bones just frozen to death under the bridge.

Midday.

There is no more noise from vendors and hawkers, and some are just silent, low-pitched wailing.

Xia Xiaosu opened the palace granary and put on the clothes of ordinary court ladies. As she walked through the street in the porridge cart, she raised her arm, wiped her eyes, and then sighed slightly.

Wait until the porridge car settles.

Many refugees swarmed up.

The guard hurried to maintain order, shouting "queue, queue, everyone has."

The people poisoned by the war lined up listlessly.

"Girl, can you give me an extra bowl? There is a five-year-old girl in my family. It is my granddaughter. Her parents are dead and she is also seriously ill."

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

"Thank you girl"

After the old woman left, another man came forward. The man took out the bowl and said pitifully, "Girl, the soil from the riverside I ate yesterday was full. It's almost running out now, so you can give me more. ?"

"Yeah!" Xia Xiaosu filled a big bowl and handed it to him.

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 in her heart, and her nose couldn't help feeling sore, but after all she didn't cry. Instead, she served them porridge and squeezed a gentle smile: "Every day, Come tomorrow tomorrow."

"Thank you girl."

Xia Xiaosu looked at the gray and long line, and suddenly his eyes were red. Another court lady hurried over to replace her when she saw her, and then whispered: "Princess, you go take a rest first."

Xia Xiaosu shook her head. She insisted on holding the pots and spoons to spread rice porridge for the people. Seeing that the rice porridge was not enough, she did not say "Today's porridge is so much, come back tomorrow", but comforted the refugees. Let the maid go back and cook the porridge.

Hunger and fruitless, no one can cure the disease, nowhere to live for the displacement, and no one cares about the sudden death on the street

The emperor turned around and couldn't help but lift her sleeves and wiped her tears.

That night.

In the palace.

The two brothers and sisters sat opposite each other at a long table, and only simple rice porridge was placed on the table.

Xia Ji asked: "Why do you cry during the day?"

Xia Xiaosu: "I feel sorry for them"

She put down her chopsticks, and only in front of her elder brother, would she express her emotions unscrupulously, her eyes flushed, her hands covered her face, and she whispered: "The war has destroyed everything about them, their relatives are separated, and they are separated.

I walked on the streets of the imperial capital. I could see many dead bones, and heard many people choking in pain. Even the sound of the wind seemed like countless resentful spirits crying.

I feel sorry for them. I think they have made no mistakes, and they have worked hard and diligently in their hometowns. Why should they be treated like this? "

Xia Ji said, "This is fate."

"Life"

The emperor held the chopsticks for a long time, she wanted to say something, but after all she sighed deeply and dropped her head.

If it weren't for her elder brother, she had been taken to the south, waiting to marry to Turks in Spring.

If it weren't for the elder brother, she had already pulled out the dagger at the city head and pierced it into the heart.

This is fate.

She is not qualified to ask why.

Because she was also ordered to suppress.

Therefore, Xia Xiaosu sighed heavily, but when he looked up, he saw his brother smiling. Xia Ji touched her head and told her, "Good is rewarded, and evil is rewarded. You are so kind, and you will definitely die. of."

Xia Xiaosu lowered his head and said dejectedly: "Really?"

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Otherwise, could you meet my brother?"

Xia Xiaosu burst into laughter, and nodded her head: "Well, the prince, the third prince, and the fifth prince are not as good as your hair."

Xia Ji hurriedly shook her hand, "Don't."

Xia Xiaosu was very self-aware, and pouted and said, "You want to say that I have poisoned milk again, where am I poisoned?"

Xia Ji: "Hurry up and praise the three princes, look at these three princes and Wanfei, mothers are kind and filial."

Xia Xiaosu Xu looked at him, "Seriously, I really think that the three princes are handsome, talk and laugh with great confidantes, have no white friends, long-sleeved good dances, and have been appreciated by many great confucians, and Wanfei is also very aura. Better 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 it into a rosary that contained spiritual power.

This is Huaqing Lake, the night breeze is icy, the lake is dark, and all distracting thoughts can't enter his heart.

His spirit was focused on his fingers, and he engraved a golden **** rosary, each of which was his trump card. After engraving ten more, he rubbed his forehead, a little tired.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Slept till morning.

Then take out the remaining rosary beads, take advantage of the good condition in the morning, complete them all in one go, and then string them into 108 karma rosary beads.

One hundred and eight represent all kinds of troubles of sentient beings, and troubles can produce all kinds of bad karma. When rosary beads, the state of mind is clear, and it is natural to observe the birth and death of the five aggregates at the moment, which is false and unreal, thus letting the state of mind empty.

Of course, the most important thing is that the more rosary beads, the stronger the magic artifacts.

After doing this, he felt a little hungry in his stomach, and looked outside the window for unknown when the snow had stopped, the sun had already been out, 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 in the tunnel: "His Royal Highness, many people in the street porridge shop are gathering crowds to make trouble, and now they are getting more and more chaotic. It has been impossible to stop."

"Make trouble? Has the Ninth Princess ever had an accident?"

"No, but the situation is urgent"

"understood."

Xia Ji summoned a hundred dead men and Grandpa Mei, and then left the palace.

The streets are very chaotic, and many refugees can be heard swearing from a distance.

"Let’s take a look, this is Xia Xiaosu, the Nine Emperor Gods. The rice in the palace is piled up like a mountain. As long as a little bit of rice is released, everyone can eat and there will be no one starving to death in the city!"

"Yes, the people in the palace are eating big fish and meat, and we have no fixed place to partake with our relatives!"

A weak voice said: "However, I think the emperor has been talking very softly and is also very good to us."

"She is buying people's hearts!"

"If the emperor is still in the capital, how can he bear seeing us so many disasters?"

"Hey! Don't be fooled by petty profits, and be grateful for a little charity!"

Xia Xiaosu stood by the congee shop and was protected by the guards. She did not explain, because she was not stupid. She knew that these people were probably instigated. You can reason with anyone, but you can never convince. A person who is bent on making trouble, every time you explain, every pain you will only make them proud.

Therefore, her expression was a little sad, but the lady of the palace was saying loudly, "That's not the case, there is not much food in the palace. This is the time for everyone to work together to overcome the difficulties."

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

"Every day there are big fish and big meat. As long as you release a little food, you can save us. No one will die. Why do you treat us this way?"

"con man!"

"Yes, that's right! Open the warehouse and put grain!"

This group of people waved their arms, and many refugees who didn't know the truth were also driven to make a fuss, and even a stone was thrown forward in the crowd.

"Princess, be careful!"

A palace lady hurried to block.

But more and more stones and mud **** were thrown forward, and the remaining porridge pots were robbed by a rush. The stones were thrown far away, and the anger continued.

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

Grandpa Mei whispered on the side: "His Royal Highness, it is not suitable to kill at this time. Just drive away the few people in the lead. Now the people are in turmoil. If you kill one person, it will be like dropping a little spark in a pan, the consequences will be disastrous."

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

Father Mei hurriedly said: "The old slave dare not."

Xia Ji looked into the distance. The Nine Emperor Gods was bowing her head nervously. Her eyes were already crying and swollen into peaches. In the past few days, she had no idea how many tears she had shed quietly, and the screams and insults came one after another. In the bottom of her heart.

Good is rewarded for good, evil is rewarded for evil. The imperial sister is kind, weeping for suffering, and she quietly pretends to be a court lady to scatter porridge. She is not famous, but some people use it to make an article. Why do you report this?

hate!

Hate for injustice!

Hate good and evil without reporting!

"I'm so kind."

Xia Ji murmured softly. He closed his eyes tightly, and the temperament around his body became darker. The light that had been there before also completely disappeared at this time.

Bang!

A stone passed through the crowd and hit Xia Xiaosu's shoulder hard, causing her to let out a painful cry.

Xia Ji opened his eyes and turned into a Buddha with one thought, and then into a devil. At this time, he just wanted to laugh wildly. It turned out that he was under house arrest for two years and was suppressed, but he still had ridiculous compassion in his heart.

He looked into the distance, and said in the calmest tone: "All killed."

(End of this chapter)