Chapter 881： In the face of big right and big wrong, it should be responsible

Chapter 881 It is right to have responsibility in the face of right and wrong

Yunyi and Jing Rui had breakfast, so they went to the front yard together to discuss with Mo Yanbin about cooking porridge.

The husband and wife have discussed it, taking the lead in cooking porridge is a good thing for the common people, but it is another matter in the eyes of those wealthy families.

At that time, right and wrong will definitely be indispensable.

The husband and wife went to the study in the front yard. Mo Yanbin had just returned from the palace, and he was thinking about what happened in the court today. He did not agree with the saint's approach. After all, there is still a period of time before the Chinese New Year. Something went wrong.

As he was thinking about it, he heard a greeting from outside: "I have seen the prince, I have seen the prince's concubine."

heard Jing Rui ask: "Is your father in the study?"

The guard said: "Hui Shizi, here."

Jing Rui continued: "Please let me know."

The guard just turned around and was about to enter the study when he heard Mo Yanbin's voice: "Come in."

The guard stepped forward first, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation: "The prince, the prince, please."

The husband and wife entered the study room, greeted Mo Yanbin who was sitting behind the desk, and said, "I have seen the father."

Mo Yanbin looked at them: "Sit down, is there anything you need to come here?"

Jing Rui took a look at Yun Yi, and was the first to speak: "Father, the autumn grain production has been reduced this year. After the people paid their taxes, they had very little left in their hands. Now, most people don't have a grain of grain in their homes.

Recently, more and more villagers have come to the city to beg. I discussed it with Yier and decided to find a place to cook porridge in the slum in the south of the city. Father, do you think it is feasible? "

Mo Yanbin had been thinking about this at first, but now hearing his son's words, his face had a smile, and he was deeply relieved: "It's good for you to have this idea, it's right to be responsible in the face of right and wrong."

With Mo Yanbin's answer, the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, and this matter was officially put on the agenda.

Because Jing Rui still has to go to work, the matter of cooking porridge falls on Yun Yi, but these things are trivial for Yun Yi, and they have made arrangements for them.

Then he said to Guan Shen: "Since we want to cook porridge, then we can't be perfunctory. You can rest assured about the food, but you must do it with the same quality from beginning to end."

Butler Shen nodded and said, "Don't worry, Concubine Shizi, the old slave will give instructions."

Yunyi asked the kitchen to make porridge with different thicknesses and sent them over. After looking at them one by one, he decided on the thickness of the porridge: "I will use this in the future. It should not be thinner than this degree. If you want to do it, you have to be careful."

Butler Shen responded: "Yes."

Yunyi said again: "If there are not enough people, find Xiao Yiping, he will help you solve it."

Butler Shen responded, then retreated and started to prepare for tomorrow's porridge.

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On the other side, King Yu looked at the note in his hand, his eyes darkened with anger, and he almost fell.

Waiting for him to stand firm, he punched the table in front of him, so that the table made a tinkling noise, making everyone in the room hold their breath, for fear that his existence would make King Yu unhappy.

The people in the room didn't know what happened, they only saw that King Yu's face was gloomy.

King Yu stared at the note in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Let this king find out who did it, and he will be crushed to ashes."

When the people in the room heard this, they were even more frightened, and they all speculated in their hearts.

King Yu didn't care about the other people in the room, he walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a reply, folded it and handed it to the entourage who had just sent the note: "Quickly pass this news back to the pigeons."

(end of this chapter)