EBE Chapter 237: Giving Porridge
Chapter 237: Giving Porridge
Li Youran did not continue to ask questions. After just a few simple questions, he had already made a rough judgment in his mind: the county magistrate of Qingyang City seemed to have some unspeakable secrets. If he wanted to get something out of him directly, it would probably be impossible.
It seems that I have to investigate this matter myself.
Looking around the county government office, I saw that all the tables were made of golden nanmu wood, which must have cost a lot of money.
Thinking of this, Li Youran walked out of the room and came outside.
At this time, the number of people who were originally displaced and wandering around had obviously decreased a lot.
I guess they must have found a place to settle down with the silver they were given before!
Li Youran just strolled aimlessly on this bustling and lively street.
The roadsides are lined with stalls selling all kinds of small commodities, and the vendors are shouting hard to promote their goods.
As he walked, Li Youran's mind suddenly emerged with images of people suffering from heatstroke and those pitiful figures who starved to death.
So, she changed direction without hesitation and walked straight towards Yi Ju Pavilion.
After entering the store, he quickly found the shopkeeper and explained his purpose to him.
Afterwards, the shopkeeper took Li Youran to the granary to check the situation.
Just like when he was in Changqing County, with a wave of his hand, the granary here was also filled with grain, and there were many huge water tanks in the yard, all filled with clear water.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Pass the order down immediately. Remember to give more rice porridge to those poor people! If there is not enough rice, come and report to this princess immediately."
Li Youran said anxiously, she knew very well that time was running out and she couldn't just sit there and wait for Song Nanyao to come and save these refugees who were in dire straits.
Since the abominable Shi Yanxiang turned a blind eye to these refugees and did not help them, then she, a princess of noble status, naturally had to step forward and grab this huge credit.
"Yes, Princess! I will do it right away." The shopkeeper did not dare to be negligent and bowed quickly before leaving in a hurry.
Immediately afterwards, Li Youran rushed to Jinxiu Tower without stopping and called the shopkeeper there.
She followed suit and gave the same instructions again.
Soon, huge iron pots were set up in front of the doors of Jinxiu Tower and Yiju Pavilion. A raging fire was burning at the bottom of the pot, and the pot was steaming and filled with fragrance.
The chefs were busy, stirring the thick rice porridge in the pot.
What is different from the past is that the porridge cooked this time is particularly rich, with significantly more rice grains in it, and is a thousand times better than the previous rice soup that was only as thin as water.
However, Li Youran was not satisfied with this.
She thought that providing only rice porridge might not be enough, so she ordered the waiters without hesitation to take out a large amount of white flour buns and distribute them to everyone.
After all, only by filling the stomachs of these hungry people can their plight be truly alleviated.
But for Li Youran, all this was easy.
Because she possesses a magical space that stores countless food resources.
No matter how much is taken, the space will be continuously replenished with new supplies.
So, she didn't have to worry about shortages and could give out as much food as possible to help those in need without hesitation.
The people all saw Li Youran, the girl who distributed silver to them last time, and knew that this girl was a good person.
Everyone knelt down and kowtowed to express their gratitude, with excitement on their faces, and some were so moved that they cried.
When Li Youran saw this touching scene, she couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in her heart. She knew that all her efforts and dedication were not in vain.
At the same time, when Shi Yanxiang heard the news that Princess Ruixiang was distributing porridge, he immediately ordered his servants to quickly set up a huge pot in front of the county government gate and began to prepare for the porridge distribution.
The porridge prepared this time was completely different from the past. Its texture became unusually thick, as if every spoonful contained full of care and kindness.
All of this was the result of Li Youran's careful planning. Her purpose was very clear - to do it specifically for the Qingyang City County Magistrate to see.
After several days of uninterrupted efforts, the people finally had enough to eat, and no one would lose their life due to hunger anymore.
At this moment, the huge army led by Song Nanyao arrived at Qingyang City like a steel torrent.
Li Youran stood tall on the top of Qingyang City, looking down. He saw the soldiers below pushing carts loaded with large vats slowly forward.
However, the water in these water tanks is no longer clear and transparent, and there is some dirty stuff mixed in it.
Song Nanyao looked up and instantly noticed the beautiful and graceful figure. There was no doubt that this person was Li Youran.
Immediately afterwards, he led his mighty army and officially entered Qingyang City.
When the people around saw this, they all hid themselves, filled with awe.
He gazed from afar at the majestic Crown Prince, and the famous General Li Heming and General Li Shun beside him.
As soon as Song Nanyao and the other two entered Qingyang City, they went to the county government office.
Shi Yanxiang became even more nervous.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came in person, bringing two generals with him to assist in this disaster relief.
I'm sure the emperor must have been alarmed. How could the matter be kept secret?
"Your humble servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, greets the Great General of the Nation, and greets the General of the Left Guard..."
Shi Yanxiang knelt down and kowtowed to the three people, his body trembling.
There was a cold light flashing in Song Nanyao's eyes, as if it could freeze the air around him.
Looking back on the road to Qingyang City, he was leading a huge army on the road to Qingyang City.
This road is a must-pass place with dangerous terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack.
However, just as they were crossing the forest, Song Nanyao keenly noticed that there seemed to be something strange behind them.
He immediately ordered some soldiers to go quietly to check the situation.
After some investigation, the soldier who came back to report told Song Nanyao with a serious face that there were many people gathered in the mountain, including ordinary people who were displaced and homeless, as well as some officers and soldiers in official uniforms.
The behavior of these people was very suspicious and aroused Song Nanyao's vigilance.
So, Song Nanyao personally led a team of trusted men and approached the place cautiously.
As they got closer, the scene before them stunned everyone - they saw those people digging something hard, and what they pushed out from the cave was piles of golden gold!
And there are so many of them that they have piled up into a small mountain!
Looking at this shocking scene, Song Nanyao couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.
He originally thought that the reason why other cities did not see displaced people was because local officials had good governance, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Especially when he thought about the poor people suffering everywhere in Qingyang City, and how such huge wealth was hidden here, Song Nanyao became more and more indignant and disappointed with what the Qingyang County Magistrate had done.
He suppressed his anger and asked coldly: "Do you know what good things you have done?" His voice was like a cold wind blowing across ice, making people shudder.
At this time, Shi Yanxiang, who was kneeling on the ground, was trembling all over, with his head lowered almost to the ground, and he replied tremblingly: "Your subordinate... Your subordinate does not know.
Recently, I have been sending people to provide porridge to the victims, and now the people can finally fill their stomachs." His words were filled with fear and uneasiness.
"You really don't know?" Song Nanyao's tone became increasingly cold, without a trace of warmth or warmth.
He stared at Shi Yanxiang intently, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the other's soul.
Faced with such questioning, Shi Yanxiang was so frightened that his body trembled violently and he shook his head desperately, indicating that he really knew nothing.