wealthy queen

"Our young master is kind, please be polite, and use this as a boundary. If anyone crosses the boundary or jumps in line, the distribution of steamed buns will stop."

Seeing that the refugees were all agitated, Yao Guang took a step forward, and everyone felt a flash of coldness, a deep crack suddenly appeared on the ground, and the originally chaotic scene suddenly quieted down. In order to get the steamed buns, the refugees had to push There was a long queue for each other.

"what……"

"Wow wow wow..."

The crowd pushed and shoved, everyone only saw the white steamed buns, and they all wanted to get them quickly. A petite man with a child of about one or two years old on his back was knocked down On the ground, the child behind was crying in pain, but the pushing crowd didn't stop. Seeing that the father and son were about to be trampled, Shen Liang gave Lei Zhen a look, and the latter suddenly flew towards him.

"Dabao, Dabao...don't cry..."

With Lei Zhen's intervention, the man who fell on the ground and couldn't get up couldn't care about his own pain. With trembling hands, he untied the cloth belt that bound the child behind him, and held him with tears streaming down his face. Such a scene, It happened everywhere, and many children even died of starvation and disease. The refugees seemed to have gotten used to it, and they couldn't stir up any waves at all.

"Crying won't solve the problem, let's see if the child is injured first."

I don't know when, the crowd spontaneously gave way, Shen Liang walked over and squatted in front of them, and touched the child's dirty and thin hand while talking: "The child has a cold and fever, please see if there is any trauma , Lei Zhen, you go and ask the monks in the temple if they have medicine for treating wind and cold, let them boil a bowl and send it over, and we will give you the money."

"But……"

Lei Zhen looked at it hesitantly, it was inconvenient for their people to show up, and the people around them were irrational, in case...

"It's alright, let's go."

Looking up at the quiet crowd, Shen Liang smiled slightly, the people are actually kind and simple, as long as he doesn't suppress them, they won't embarrass him either.

"Ah."

No way, Lei Zhen could only fly up, stepping on the shoulders of the common people in the air and flying to the monk guarding the intersection with one jump.

"Thank you, thank you... thank you..."

Unexpectedly, he would actually help his child to heal his illness. After regaining his senses, the man turned over and kowtowed to him on the ground with the child in his arms. Shen Liang didn't dislike the dirt all over his body at all. He smiled and said: "Get up, go with me first and wait."

"well……"

The man nodded with tears streaming down his face. After losing his homeland and relatives these days, Shen Liang was undoubtedly the first person who extended a helping hand to their father and son. This made him feel very warm, and he couldn't stop his tears.

Taking them back to the carriage, Shen Liang took out a water bag and handed it to him, stuffed him with two big steamed buns, and placed him behind the carriage: "Eat something first, how can you take care of a sick child if you don't fill your stomach?" ?”

"thanks, thanks……"

The man sitting on the ground was holding a water bag in one hand and steamed buns in the other. He couldn't say anything but thank you, accompanied by tears of gratitude.

"Father, Daddy... eat... hungry..."

The child who was laid flat on his lap stopped crying when he saw the steamed buns. Tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he yelled that he was hungry. The man quickly tore off a small piece of steamed buns and put them in his mouth. Next, afraid that he would choke, the man unscrewed the lid of the water bag again, and carefully delivered it to his mouth. Seeing this scene, Shen Liang unconsciously reached out and rubbed the child's messy hair, perhaps because the family raised it Because of the child, he always has a little more compassion for the child.

"Eat slowly."

After leaving one last sentence, Shen Liang stood up and faced the refugees: "I'm sorry to waste everyone's time, we will start distributing steamed buns now, I hope you don't push them, everyone has them, and those who have received them please be conscious One point, don’t repeat it again, think more about other people who are also hungry, natural disasters are not terrible, if even the goodness of human nature is gone, then it is truly terrible.”

From the beginning to the end, Shen Liang's attitude was very peaceful, but what he said made many people feel ashamed. The longer they suffered from the disaster, the less compassion they had, and all their kindness and simplicity in the past were thrown aside.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Shen!"

After the steamed buns began to be distributed, everyone who received the steamed buns would thank them gratefully, and Shen Liang would always respond with a gentle smile. The scene that should have been chaotic was surprisingly orderly.

"As expected of General Shen's younger brother, he is so kind-hearted and kind-hearted. King Qingping is really blessed to marry such a good pair of sons as his concubine."

"Isn't it? Lord Shen doesn't know what he thinks. One of the two original spouses is a famous general who is known as the little god of war, and the other is not only beautiful, but also has a good heart and a gentle and respectful temper." , but he doesn't want to see him, he only knows how to spoil the children of the step-wife, and he will definitely regret it in the future."

"Shh, keep your voice down, haven't you seen that the people from the Hou Mansion are still here? It is rumored that all the people in the Shen family can't tolerate Mr. Shen Liang. Now it seems to be true. Look, Mr. Shen Liang is too busy alone. I'm all sweating, and I don't see people from the Hou's Mansion to help, and they all look like princes and princesses, and I don't even look at their reputation now, who would dare to marry them from a good family?"

"That's right, look at that old lady, she looks at Mr. Shen Liang as if she wants to eat people, I'm afraid she hates him, hey, hello, what kind of grandmother is this?"

"You don't know that, the long house of the Hou Mansion is not from this old lady at all..."

At this time, there are still people who are willing to burn incense and worship Buddha. Most of them are powerful and wealthy families in the imperial city or nearby cities. With the current reputation of the Hou Mansion, they are not afraid of offending others. Everyone in the house, headed by the old lady, all had dark faces, and they didn't know how to insult Shen Liang for pretending to be a good person.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and help?"

The old lady had never been pointed at and ridiculed in such a way in her life, the old lady was trembling with anger, Shen Qiang and the others felt unwilling to see this, but they had to go to help Shen Liang under the protection of the guards.

"Fifth brother, let's help."

Shen Qiang, Shen Qiao and Shen Jing were in front, and behind them were the sons and daughters of the second bedroom. Shen Liang, who was sweating profusely, turned his head to look at them, with a smile in his eyes, and then smiled again. Indifferently: "Okay, then I will trouble you."

After all, he really stepped back, and even Yaoguang backed away. Seeing this, Shen Qiang and the others didn't dare to say anything, and stepped forward with a particularly bright smile to take over the task of distributing steamed buns, but...

"Thank you, Mr. Shen Liang..."

Originally thought that this would not only steal Shen Liang's style, but also restore some reputation, but what I didn't expect was that the refugees' eyes were also discerning, and the people who received the steamed buns in the back thanked Shen Liang. He couldn't help smiling, but in his heart he had scolded him a long time ago, not only scolding Shen Liang for being sinister, but also scolding those refugees for their ignorance of good and evil.

"Yuan Lie is really lucky to be able to marry such a good princess as Shen Liang."

Outside the crowd, on the official road quite far away, noble men stood straddling their horses. They had stopped and watched for a while, from Shen Liang cleaning up the mess to him personally distributing steamed buns to the refugees. Looking into the bottom of the eye, they are none other than Pei Yuanlie, the nine princes he invited, and the third concubine who was forcibly dragged by the third prince.

"This king also feels that he is very lucky."

Standing in the middle, Pei Yuanlie was still dressed in domineering purple clothes, and his smiling eyes were firmly fixed on Shen Liang who was in the distance. Even he did not expect that Shen Liang had prepared so many steamed buns in advance, which not only solved the problem of Shen Liang. The mess caused by the family has also bought a wave of popular support.

"It's a big bargain for you."

The fifth prince, Qin Yuntian, gave him a strange look, not to mention how embarrassing he was, if he didn't care about this and that, how could Pei Yuanlie be complacent here?

"Father also seems to be very curious about Shen Liang. After the mother's funeral in a few days, Yuan Lie might as well take him to meet the father. The father should be very happy."

Qin Yunshen, who didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly mentioned this matter, and all the princes looked at Pei Yuanlie unanimously when they heard the words, and the latter curled his lips and said unceremoniously: "When can't I see you? I have to ask my aunt to go to the funeral At that time, if uncle is really happy and laughs, can those censor officials change Fang's participation in this king?"

"Hehe... Yuan Lie is right, but this palace has forgotten this."

Hearing this, Qin Yun smiled humbly, raised his eyes and looked in the direction where Shen Liang was, with strong covetousness and unwillingness hidden in the depths of his eyes, a pair like Shen Liang should belong to him.

"How long are we going to watch here? Don't go say hello to them?"

The third prince Qin Yunyi didn't like the open and secret fights between them at all, so his tone was a little impatient, and the third prince and concubine who was by his side said angrily: "You have fallen in love with those white and fat steamed buns, right? ?”

"Ha ha……"

Under his joke, all the princes not only didn't care about Qin Yunyi's attitude, but all of them couldn't help laughing. Only the third prince said angrily that he was very upset now, very upset.

"I heard that there is a natural stream behind Xiangguo Temple, and the fish in it are big and fat. This king also wants to eat grilled fish."

Pei Yuanlie was pulling the rein lazily with one hand, and raised his hand to stroke his chin with the other, as if he was really considering grilling fish behind Xiangguo Temple.

"Really?"

When it came to the topic of eating, Qin Yunyi immediately forgot about his wife's complaints, and his eyes couldn't help but light up. All the princes were black lines. They wouldn't really run behind the Xiangguo Temple to grill fish, right?If the royal father finds out, they won't be able to think about it.

"Third Highness, have you forgotten what you promised me?"

I really can't stand the man's obsession with eating, the third prince and concubine can't help her forehead.

"That's right, my hall promised you to lose weight."

Qin Yunyi slapped his forehead, and suddenly turned to Pei Yuanlie and said in a vicious voice: "Yuanlie, you have done a good thing. You seduced the roundworms in the stomach of this hall for nothing, and this hall almost broke its promise to Yulin. Tell me, what are you going to do?" Compensate the hall?"

This is a bit shameless, I guess if you search the whole of Daqin, you won't be able to find a second person who is more troublesome than Qin Yunyi.

However, Pei Yuanlie was not angry, and smiled calmly: "I heard that there is a chef from Xia Guo in Taisen Building. Xia Guo cuisine is very good. Is Yun Yi interested in trying it? My king treats you. "

"real?!"

"Third Highness!"

Qin Yunyi broke the merits on the spot, and Ling Yulin was so angry that he couldn't help but growl. Under his power, Qin Yunyi swallowed with difficulty: "Ahem... I told you that the hall is going to lose weight. What kind of cook is Xia Guo, this hall is not Rare."

"It seems that I can only eat it by myself."

Pei Yuanlie said regretfully, Qin Yunyi looked at him eagerly, hoping that he could understand the appeal in his eyes, but unfortunately, Pei Yuanlie didn't even look at him again, his eyes turned back to his dear The princess was dead, and poor Qin Yunyi could only swallow his saliva incessantly under the shock of his daughter-in-law, in order to relieve the desire to eat after being maliciously awakened by someone.