The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 310 Chapter 310: Three Years of Langya (ten)

The banging sound outside was so loud that Han Zheng wasn't thinking about reading, but Lv Zheng was wide-hearted and had a good time eating.

Seeing that Han Yan's brows were always locked deep, Lu Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to inadvertently ask a question, interrupting Han Yue's contemplation.

"Where has Zixiao gone? I haven't seen anyone this morning, nor am I reading in the morning ..."

Han Zheng thought back and asked him, "Did you not see him?"

Lu Zheng ate a plate of white cake into his stomach, then drank a large bowl of hot tea, his coldness was evaporated.

"I haven't seen ... this plate of white cake is still his breakfast. He doesn't eat it, but it's a pity that it's cold. I cooked it for you." Going down to a large bowl of hot tea, the warm feeling made him feel a little sleepy.

Han Yan pumped the corners of his mouth, and seemed to have seen the embarrassment of Wei Ci coming back and finding that the food was gone.

Where is Wei Ci who was chanted at this time?

He was dressed in a plain shirt and covered with a cape that barely protected himself from the cold. He took two servants and a car to the snow-stricken slums.

Many years of disrepaired slums have collapsed, making the already difficult road extremely rugged, people are not easy to get in and out, and there are no porridge sheds nearby. Many people have difficult livelihoods. Among them were starved or frozen to death.

"Wei Langjun is here—"

As soon as he arrived at the alley, a seven or eight-year-old girl ran into the alley with joy.

Within a few moments, twenty or so young children with bowls or children under the age of ten, Wei Ci asked the servants to stop the cart and lift off the thick quilt on the cart, with four large barrels on it, even though the lid There was still a sweet heat coming out of the lid.

"No rush, everyone has a share."

Although Wei Ci didn't have many expressions, the beautiful man always had some privileges. The people were very moved by his daily actions to come and deliver food. He had already put down his guard and wasn't too afraid of this beautiful man like a fairy Jun, like it very close.

It didn't take long for the three big buckets of steamed buns to be exhausted, and a big bucket of sticky white porridge was also bottomed out, and the residue was shaved clean.

At this moment, Wei Ci found that his clothes were being pulled, and he looked down. The gray-faced girl looked at herself with black and white eyes, and her eyes filled with admiration. Through these eyes, He seemed to see another child, his heart softened.

Squatting down and looking up at each other, he asked, "Are the tasks entrusted to you two days ago completed?"

The girl focused on her head, her yellow face fluttered with a little blush, and responded happily, "Well, it's all done!"

The house collapsed, I do not know how many people in the sleep had been crushed, the road was blocked, and the people in the caves were separated from the outside.

Wei Ci hired young men in the cave for three meals a day and gave them extra wages to clear up the rocks and snow on the road. Otherwise, the big cart behind him could not be pushed in. Under the pressure of snow, more houses will also suffer.

The girl lost her mother in the snowstorm, and her father was broken by a fallen beam, and his leg couldn't work at all.

It is conceivable that the couple lost their only labor.

Wei Ci smiled and gave her a task, asking her to remember the person who cleaned the snow and rocks, settle the daily wages, and return the cold clothing.

That child was very enthusiastic about it and did it very seriously.

"Good job," he exaggerated.

The child cracked his mouth with a smile, exposing the gums missing a few teeth, and seemed to realize that it was not good, and closed his mouth with a stun.

Wei Ci asked the servants to settle yesterday's wages, and asked the servants to remove a few bags of food from the car, leaving some food for each household.

"I won't be here in another two days. There is still some food and money here. Keep it for the big ones."

Wei Ci is also considered to be a mischief now, but the starved camel is larger than a horse. Before the family moved, Wei left a lot of money for him, which was enough to worry about his life. He just followed Mr. Yuan Jing to Beijing for evaluation. I'll run into this and I won't bring much.

"Thank you ... Thank you, benefactor, benevolent ..."

The crowd said words of thanks, and even the old man wanted to kneel, all blocked by Wei Ci.

Leaving the slum, Wei Ci sighed anxiously.

Personal strength is always weak, even if he spends his fortune, what can he recover?

Wei Ci's house is not close to the second emperor's residence, but he wants to go back and must pass there.

The farther you leave the cave, the more neat and luxurious the surrounding houses are, and the road under your feet has changed from a muddy dirt road to a neat stone road.

It is hard to imagine that such a cave and the courtyard house in front of them would be in the same area.

Seeing the magnificent ceremonial way ahead, he asked his servants to park the scooter aside to make way for the other party.

"Lang Jun, the street in front is the mansion of the second prince. Would you like to go around?"

The servant pushed the car, and spoke a little restlessly.

The hundred tables and flowing seats occupied the entire street. Ordinary people were not allowed to even approach, and their servants could not enter.

"Let's go around so as not to bump into the nobles and cause unnecessary trouble."

Wei Ci lowered his eyes, tightened the sides of the cloak, and frowned slightly.

The second prince's mansion was originally a property of a member of the family in Shanghai. Later, he was convicted and confiscated. The official family assigned this piece to the second prince. It takes a lot of time.

Wei Ci saw the corner door of the second emperor's house open, and buckets of water were transported to the water tanker.

After a while, the bucket was moved and the Zhu Hongjiao door closed quietly.

Across the distance, Wei Ci heard Yun Shushui's servant whisper.

"Well, where's the ladle water? It's clearly a bucket of silver .... Look at the dishes, they are neat and tidy, some have moved only two chopsticks, and some haven't moved, so just pour into the ladle. It was dumped as trash ... Outside, I do n’t know how many people were starved to death ... Even if these people could n’t finish eating it, they would be able to save a lot of people ... ”

Another fellow said, "You are dead, what are you talking about here? If you are heard by a nobleman, you may lose a little errand, or you may lose your little life. What the nobleman has eaten, there are those untouchables outside What kind of qualifications to eat ... or how to say, people have golden spoons, they are born noble, we are muddy legs in the field, born to be practised ... "

"You still have a face to say, you don't have a door on your mouth ..."

The two husbands fought for a while, sighed, and drove quietly to leave the back door of the mansion.

Wei Ci listened, and the whole person seemed to be placed in an ice cellar, and the air-conditioner went straight to the brain from the sole of the foot.

A pair of taunting eyes flashed in front of him, tightening his heart.

"Your Majesty ... You are right ..."

He muttered in a low voice, his eyes were hot and he almost cried.

There is always Diao Min who wants to break 朕 thigh with weight, you are enough (╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻━╯︵┻

(End of this chapter)