The master spoke, and although Nan Xing was reluctant, he mustered up enough energy to follow him to the outer city.
At this time, temporary simple porridge sheds were set up on a large open space in the outer city.
There are several large iron pots set up outside the porridge shed, and the fire underneath is burning brightly. Pure white rice is rolling in the iron pots. Although there is less rice and more soup, the porridge is fragrant, attracting people who have not eaten white rice porridge in the outer city for a long time.
The poor people and beggars all crowded around in a noisy manner.
When Luo Jiuli arrived, he asked the driver from a distance to stop the carriage by the roadside.
"Haven't it started yet?"
Luo Jiuli asked Nanzhu.
Nan Zhu shook his head.
"My subordinates don't know either. Why don't I go down and find out."
"No need to go, let's see what's going on first."
Luo Jiuli got off the carriage, and the master and servant hid in the corner and watched from a distance.
I saw some people looking at the steaming iron pot in the open space, some swallowing saliva, some impatiently asking the porridge cook when he would start giving alms, all kinds of things, noisy.
"The people in Sima Mansion are also talented people."
Luo Jiuli hugged his shoulders and sneered.
"Master, what does this mean?"
Nanzhu asked.
Luo Jiuli smiled coldly.
"They want to do a face-saving project, but they cook porridge in front of so many poor people and hungry beggars. There are only a few iron pots. Look, how many people can it accommodate?"
Nan Zhu and Nan Xing took a closer look.
"My dear, my master really has a good eye."
"My subordinate just counted five pots, but now there are more and more people waiting to serve porridge. I'm afraid that the more people there are, the less porridge they will get."
Luo Jiuli put his finger on his chin, staring unblinkingly at the porridge shed in the distance and the few guards and servants of the Sima Mansion who were sparsely maintaining order around it.
"Now I'm not only worried about not having enough porridge, I'm also worried that they don't have enough manpower."
"If it continues like this and causes dissatisfaction among the people and beggars, this haphazard porridge shed will also be unstable."
"Master, are you afraid something will happen?"
Nan Xing has a sharp mind.
"Well, you go and remind me. If I don't know, then I'll do it. But since I see it, it may cause harm to the people, so I'd better remind you in good faith."
"Master is too kind-hearted."
Although Nan Xing was reluctant, she went anyway.
However, before Nan Xing could get closer, he saw several carriages parked outside the porridge shed.
I saw two maids helping Mrs. Hu and the second lady Hu Hanyu of the Grand Sima Mansion out of the first carriage.
In the second carriage were Princess An and Lu Xiyun, as well as a girl who was fourteen or fifteen years old and looked immature. The girl was holding Princess Anqi's arm, looking very intimate.
Then, ladies and ladies from other houses got off the carriage one after another, and even Princess Xuan and Princess Wenya came.
Two princesses, a princess and a princess.
The few guards who had been there just now turned their heads more and more.
After all, the princess and the princess are here, so the security guards cannot be neglected.
The waiting crowd burst into cheers when they saw the "great benefactors" arriving.
Because only when these "good people" come, will they start giving out porridge.
Mrs. Hu was very surprised by the effect of the scene. Princess Xuan, Princess Wenya and the wives of various families seemed to enjoy the scene of being cheered by the people and felt that the scene was endless.
Luo Jiuli stood in the distance, his movements unchanged, still holding his shoulders.
"Mrs. Hu wants to put on a show, and she wants to attract some influential people."
"Princess Xuan, Princess Wenya, Princess An, Princess Xiyun, and these ladies, their husbands' families behind them are all extremely influential figures in the court."
"It's just that there should be a limit to showing off."
Nan Xing heard it and saw it.
"Master, why don't we leave?"
"The Grand Sima Mansion already has a grudge against the master. At this time, even if the master goes out to remind them, I'm afraid they will think that the master has ulterior motives."
"According to my subordinates, there are quite a few guards guarding the safety, so there shouldn't be any trouble."
On the side, although Nan Zhu has a carefree temper, he is not a confused person at critical moments.
"Master, Nan Xing is right. There is no good person in the Grand Sima Mansion. No matter what trouble she gets into, it is none of our business."
"Master still has to go to the store. There are still many things to be busy with?"
If she had known what was going on at the scene, she wouldn't have asked her master to watch the fun.
Luo Jiuli thought about it. With more guards and enough manpower, as long as they line up in order and serve porridge as soon as possible, there should be no trouble.
Without hesitation, he turned around and got into the carriage.
"Let's go to the shop."
"Okay!"
The coachman jumped on the shaft of the carriage. The others spoke softly, but he was also very afraid. The second lady moved forward. If something happened, he would not be able to bear the burden of driving around.
The wheels rolled, slowly walking towards the inner city.
However, fate is not as good as fate. Before the carriage entered the inner city, a loud "rumbling" sound of collapse was heard from far behind, followed by the sound of countless people crying and howling.
Men, women, children and old people were crying and screaming.
The coachman's heart skipped a beat, and Nan Xing and Nan Zhu also looked at each other in shock.
In the carriage, Luo Jiuli suddenly lifted the curtain.
"It's over! Something really happened."
"Quick! Turn around quickly."
How dare the coachman disobey, turned the horse's head, and went straight out.
Nan Xing and Nan Zhu were also upset that they didn't read the almanac when they went out today, why did they encounter this kind of thing.
The carriage didn't go very far. As soon as it returned, several people saw the horrifying scene in front of them.
I saw that the huge porridge shed collapsed, bamboos and sawdust were everywhere, and five iron pots were all dumped on the ground. Rice porridge with white flowers was steaming all over the ground. Some people or beggars fell into the hot porridge and were burned away.
Climbing everywhere.
What's even more frightening is that the fire under the porridge has not been completely extinguished.
Bamboo and sawdust fell into the fire, creating bursts of smoke.
"Save people, save people quickly."
Without thinking, Luo Jiuli took out the medicine box from Gujie Space, jumped out of the carriage, and ran over.
The coachman, Nan Xing, and Nan Zhu are still thinking about the grudge between the two houses at this time, and saving people is more important.
Follow Luo Jiuli and go straight to the collapsed porridge shed.
At this time, the soldiers guarding the outer city, led by their generals, all ran over to save people.
Naturally, the first people the soldiers rescued were the wives and young ladies of high-ranking officials who were trapped under the porridge shed. What Luo Jiuli and others rescued were the common people who fell in the porridge or were affected by the fire.
"Master, this child was scalded by the porridge."
Nan Zhu held a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms, her face full of worry.
"Master, there is another one with a scratch on his face."
"Second Miss, there is an old lady here who is also injured."
The voices of Nan Xing, Nan Zhu, and the coachman came and went, mixed with the cries, making Luo
Jiuli's head is getting bigger.
"Place all the injured in a safe position on the left side. I will bandage them one by one and you go rescue them."