The people are restless now that they are in trouble, and it is difficult for an upright official to be an upright official.
Stop whipping to save Lu Yanri, you are worthy of the people and ashamed of God."
Outside Amaterasu City, a large pot is elevated and a fire is blazing. Porridge and rice are churning in the pot, and the aroma is overflowing.
The people around him finally showed their smiles that they had not seen for a long time, and they all knelt down and kowtowed, thanking Qu Yi for saving his life and for his kindness in rebuilding his life.
Ye Ling and three others also followed the officers and soldiers of Amaterasu City to help rescue the people.
At the top of Amaterasu City, Zhu Wanquan accompanied Qu Yi and stood by the wall. He looked at the image of the people feeling at ease and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
While he was talking, several figures floated down from the flying boat and landed towards the top of the city.
When he came closer, Zhu Wanquan raised his eyes and saw two women and the maid behind him.
These two women are divided into elder and younger. The elder is:
"Blue satin skirt, phoenix hairpin on the temples. The boudoir Zhu Xiu is naturally quiet, silently expressing her feelings without revealing her feelings. Her face is like a hibiscus, her eyebrows are like a willow, and her charming smile invites spring."
Younger:
"Yellow skirt with narrow sleeves, emerald green shirt with golden lotus. A pair of apricot eyes sparkling, a red face with a pear blossom nose. She has a spoiled daughter in her family, and she has been pampered since she was a child. Kunxiu prefers a masculine temperament, which is why she is willful and naughty."
The two maids behind them also have peach blossom faces, apricot cheeks, and delicate looks. Even the Fairy of Yaochi and Chang'e of the Moon Palace will not give in to others.
When the two girls approached, the elder bowed and bowed politely. The younger one stepped forward and threw herself into Qu Yi's arms, saying in a voice like a silver bell: "Daddy!"
Qu Yi fondly caressed the woman in his arms and said to Zhu Wanquan: "Mr. Zhu is laughing. These are my two daughters. The eldest daughter Zhiyun is eighteen years old. The younger daughter Zhiruo is sixteen years old.
Just tell me if you are the youngest, your family is spoiled and you don’t know etiquette."
"Daddy~"
Zhiruo pouted and was dismissed by Qu Yi as an outsider. Naturally, she was not very happy in her heart.
Qu Yi smiled helplessly: "It's not long to see Mr. Zhu!"
Zhiyun bowed and saluted, saying "ten thousand blessings". Zhiruo also imitated her sister and said hello reluctantly.
Zhu Wanquan cupped his hands and smiled: "Master Qu has a daughter like this, I really envy my subordinates!"
"Master Zhu, you are too complimentary!" Qu Yi smiled modestly, stroking his beard, but his eyes were full of kindness.
"Dad," Zhiruo stepped forward and said, "My sister and I also want to help give porridge to the people, and I hope dad will agree."
Qu Yi frowned slightly: "How can it be appropriate to behave so ignorantly? This is not a child's game, how can you be fooling around!"
"Dad~" Zhiruo grabbed Qu Yi's official uniform and kept pleading: "Just let us go. We also want to do something good. With my sister here, I promise not to cause trouble!"
Qu Yi was helpless for a moment. He loved this little daughter the most, so he hesitated.
Zhu Wanquan on the side spoke at the right time: "The two young ladies, like Mr. Qu, care about the people and are compassionate. Sir, please allow it!"
After hearing Zhu Wanquan's words and looking at Zhiruo's pitiful expression, he could only sigh and said: "Okay, but..."
"Thank you, daddy. The child is leaving now!"
After saying this, Zhiruo crossed the city wall and jumped down to the city. She knew her father's temperament well, and was afraid that he would regret it, and she was afraid that he would give a long explanation, so she ran away quickly.
"Second Miss, please slow down!"
A maid hurriedly chased after him behind him.
Zhi Yun was behind and gave another salute to Zhu Wanquan and Qu Yi, before slowly stepping into the air and landing with his maid.
Zhu Wanquan smiled and said: "The two young ladies are not only extremely beautiful, but also have Lingxu realm cultivation. They will definitely be limitless in the future. Master Qu is so lucky!"
Qu Yi smiled and said no more.
Under the city, a group of people were queuing up to receive porridge. Wu Qing and Ye Ling each stood behind a large pot, holding large ladles to serve. Bai Wuyu shuttled back and forth to maintain order.
At this moment, someone from the crowd exclaimed: "Look, someone has fallen!"
Everyone looked for fame and saw that it was Zhiruo who jumped down from the city. Zhiruo fell straight down and was mistaken for an ordinary person who could not fly.
Wu Qing threw the spoon in a hurry and ran downstairs to pick it up.
Unexpectedly, when they were about to meet, their eyes met. Zhiruo smiled slightly, took a step forward, passed Wu Qing's arms, and landed firmly on the ground.
The people around him exclaimed and applauded again.
The maid behind her hurriedly followed and complained: "Second Miss, you will really make the master angry!"
Zhiruo waved his hand at her, then turned back with a smile, and his eyes happened to meet Wu Qing's eyes. Wu Qing's face turned slightly red, and he hurriedly turned around and took a peek with his peripheral vision.
Zhiruo smiled secretly in his heart and stepped forward to Wu Qing: "Hey! What are you peeking at?"
"I didn't look!" Wu Qing quickly stopped looking, but she didn't dare to admit it.
"Tch!" Zhiruo crossed his arms in front of him and curled his lips and said: "A man, you dare not admit it if you do it!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
Wu Qing blushed and looked at Zhiruo, but the momentum that had been rising began to slowly dissipate again.
Ye Ling heard the commotion here and walked over. Zhiyun, who had followed him down, happened to land in front of him.
When their eyes met, Zhiyun was not as lively as his sister, and his face immediately turned red. He quickly turned away, not daring to look directly at Ye Ling.
Ye Ling was also slightly startled, then cupped his hands and said: "Girl, you are polite, I am Ye Ling from Taixu Peak!"
Zhiyun slowly turned around, still not daring to look directly at Ye Ling, lowered his head and said: "I have seen Ye... Mr. Ye, the little girl Zhiyun... my father is the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue... I am here to help.
Porridge...it was my sister just now...our family lives in..."
Zhiyun was confused and mysterious, and she spoke in a panic, saying everything she could think of.
The maid behind her hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted: "Miss, that's all right. All I have to do is tell you your date of birth and your marriage date."
"Oh, my birthday is..."
"Stop it!"
The maid quickly stopped Zhiyun and stopped her without saying anything more.
Ye Ling smiled slightly, handed over the big wooden spoon in his hand, and said: "My lady, like your father, cares about the people. In this case, please help me eat the porridge!"
"well……"
Zhiyun took the spoon and was pulled away by the maid, for fear that he would say more inappropriate words.
Zhiyun turned around three times with each step, her eyes focused on Ye Ling, and her heart was particularly active for some unknown reason.
Ye Ling didn't take it to heart and looked towards Wu Qing.
Wu Qing was forced to retreat continuously by Zhiruo, her face was ready to fall to the ground, and there was a light in front of the door.
Zhiruo just saw his shyness, so he felt playful and deliberately teased him. He accidentally caught a glimpse of his sister Zhiyun already serving porridge to the people, so he snatched the wooden spoon from Wu Qing's hand and said, "You are like this
If you are too timid to do something, let me do it for you!"
After saying this, she took the maid and left.
Ye Ling stepped forward, patted Wu Qing's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Are you okay? Do you want a bucket of water to cool down?"
When Wu Qing heard this, she felt even more ashamed: "Second brother...she...I...this...sigh..."
Ye Ling smiled and said: "Okay, Miss Qianjin, she has been spoiled since she was a child, so let her go. Let's go find something else to do."
After saying that, Ye Ling turned and left.
Wu Qing turned her head and glanced at Zhiruo, took a deep breath, and then walked away.
Not long after, Ye Ling heard the sound of Bai Wuyu arguing with others, so he hurried over and saw Xiao Bai arguing with a young man in brocade clothes.
But I saw this young man: "His brocade robes and splendid robes, his folding fan swinging gently. His face is like a crown jewel, and he likes to laugh. He has been mixed up in all kinds of things in the market, so I'm afraid his background is not small."
Bai Wuyu pointed at the young man and said angrily: "This is a porridge for refugees. Isn't it too much for you to come and share a bowl dressed like this?"
The young man shrugged and said: "Of all the things in the world, the most wrong thing is to judge people by their appearance. The rags and rags are the victims, and the bright clothes and jade belts are all the rich and the rich? This is really ridiculous. Although I am dressed more luxuriously, I am still running.
Thousands of miles away, hungry and thirsty, how come you don’t have my share?”
Bai Wuyu was furious, but had no words to refute, so he could only say: "Anyway, I won't give it to you, not to a villain like you who takes advantage!"
Just as he was talking, Ye Ling stepped forward and said, "Xiao Bai, don't be rude!"
When Bai Wuyu saw Ye Ling, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and said hurriedly: "Second brother, this person clearly wants to take advantage, drive him away quickly."
Ye Ling looked at the young man in brocade clothes, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "How can you covet a bowl of ordinary porridge and rice with this outfit? Since you want to taste the suffering of the world, please queue up!"
The young man in brocade clothes smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much!"
"Second brother...this..."
Bai Wuyu looked puzzled, but saw Ye Ling shaking his head at him and left.
When the young man in golden clothes came to the porridge pot, he first looked at the porridge in the pot carefully, and then looked at Zhiyun who was holding the porridge. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked: "Where does the girl live, what is her name, and have she ever been married..."
"
Zhiyun immediately took two steps back, his face flushed slightly, and he was at a loss. A pair of bright eyes looked around, but fell on Ye Ling.
Ye Ling also turned around and looked over, shook his head helplessly, and was about to go over. But when he saw Zhuruo raising a wooden spoon, he threw it at the young man in brocade: "Stay away from my sister!"
"ah--"
With a scream, the young man in golden clothes flipped several times in the air before landing. His handsome face was now covered with porridge and rice.
Zhiruo hummed softly, turned back with the wooden spoon in hand, and continued to serve porridge.
The young man in golden clothes smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to wipe the porridge and rice on his face, and put it into his mouth without wasting a grain of corn.
As dusk approached, the people outside Amaterasu City finally had enough to eat and each found a place to spend the night. Although they had survived the day, they had not yet been able to survive this disaster.
Ye Ling walked up to Zhiyun and Zhiruo, bowed her hands and said, "Thank you two ladies for your help today!"
Zhiyun's face turned red, and without saying much, he took the maid and left in a hurry, returning to the flying boat.
Zhiruo nodded, looked at Wu Qing and said, "Boy, if you have the guts to go back, you don't look like a man at all!"
"snort!"
Wu Qing didn't say much to her and turned her head away, but she was peeking out of the corner of her eye...
…
At the top of Tianzhao City, Qu Yi looked outside the city, his robes fluttering in the wind, his face calm. Standing beside him was a man in brocade robes and holding a folding fan. He was the young man who had quarreled with Bai Wuyu.
The young man asked: "Is it worth it?"
"Didn't you see that tens of millions of people are here, why bother asking?"
"You can only save them for a while, but they will be with you for the rest of your life. There are trillions of people living in the dynasty, can you save them?"
Qu Yi lowered his eyelids, then raised them again: "The ancient sage once said: 'If you are poor, you can be good for yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world.' I don't reach the realm of a saint. I just imitate the saint's behavior and do my best. If I can save
How can the common people cherish their broken bodies for the rest of their lives?"
The young man raised his head slightly and looked at the flying boat in the sky. Countless soldiers were transporting food to the city in preparation for relief tomorrow: "You are worthy of the people here, but you are sorry to the heaven of the dynasty!"
Qu Yi took a deep breath and said: "The people are the foundation of the country, and the foundation is the foundation of the country. I am worthy of the people, and worthy of God!"
The young man smiled slightly, turned around and said: "People are like leeks, they are cut and reborn; officials are like beams, they will fall when they are damaged. It is a pity that the dynasty has lost one of its pillars, how can millions of people replace it? Wait for it to fall!"
Qu Yi caressed his beard and said: "From the moment I arrived here, I have long been prepared to die. At the top of Amaterasu City, I am not moving even a step, waiting for my death!"
The young man walked away: "The storm is turbulent, starting from now on!"