Natural disasters and man-made disasters are necessary to be reduced to such a level, but many beggars mixed in, very few of them are caused by laziness...
There are so many vicious people in this world, compared to Zhuang Xiaoyu, Qin Wuyan understands human nature better.
Although Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't bear it, she still decided to listen to Qin Wuyan. She stood by the porridge shed, and her eyes fell on the refugees and beggars who were receiving porridge...
The beggars who received the porridge passed by one by one. Some beggars didn't even have a broken bowl, and they took the porridge with both hands and delivered it directly to their mouths.
It was the first time Zhuang Xiaoyu saw such a miserable scene, and said to Yu Sui in a low voice: "If there are extra bowls in the storeroom in the mansion, bring some over tomorrow."
"No." Qin Wuyan interrupted: "I will ask the guards to buy some defective or broken bowls from small vendors in various restaurants and restaurants, and distribute them to these people.
The bowls in the priest's mansion are all finely carved white porcelain. If they were distributed to these people, they would only pawn the bowls they got in the pawnshop in exchange for money and food, increasing their greed. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
She grew up with rich clothes and good food, but she never thought about these things.
The porridge and coarse grain steamed buns were all distributed, but still did not see the lame beggar two days ago, Zhuang Xiaoyu was full of disappointment, those beggars and refugees did not leave, but just stared at the clean porridge cylinder.
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet and walked to the crowded place in the market: "I'm going to go shopping in the street, you can go back."
Qin Wuyan raised his heels and followed behind him: "It's been a long time since I went to the market with you, it's rare to come out, I'll take a look with you."
"Commander!" The guards called Qin Wuyan because they had something urgent to keep secret.
Qin Wuyan stopped in his tracks, "I'll delay for a while, and I'll come later."
Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't bother to care about him, and walked through the crowded crowd with the jade pieces to the center of the market.
The guards approached Qin Wuyan: "Our people have searched all the places in this area, but still haven't found the person Wenzhu said, that person just disappeared out of thin air without a trace."
Qin Wuyan frowned, and nodded: "I see, continue to pay attention to the movement around here."
"yes."
Qin Wuyan turned his head, but saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's figure was about to be submerged in the crowd, so he hurriedly chased after her...
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked around the crowd: "Yu Sui, where do you think the beggar will go? I didn't see anyone picking up the porridge today. Is it because I don't know where the porridge is distributed, or didn't come?"
Yu Sui said casually, "Could it be dead already?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
Yu Sui said again: "It is possible that he died of freezing or starvation. Maybe he was given silver taels and blankets last time, but was snatched away by other beggars and beaten to death."
Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu only felt dizzy for a while, and her eyes turned black...
Yu Sui hurriedly supported Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Miss, what's wrong with you, Miss?"
There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and someone squeezed in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, swung a sharp pig-killing knife in his hand and stabbed at Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart: "Pay for my daughter's life."
Before Yu Sui could react, his hand was empty, and he was pushed aside by Qin Wuyan who came after him, and Zhuang Xiaoyu was hugged by Qin Wuyan.
The incident happened suddenly, the surroundings were in a panic, Qin Wuyan couldn't use his fists and feet, so he could only block the assailant with his body, and hugged Zhuang Xiaoyu into his arms.
There was a muffled stabbing sound, the sound of a sharp instrument being pierced into the flesh.
Qin Wuyan kicked the person to the ground and fell a long distance, ignoring the pain on his body, he asked Zhuang Xiaoyu in his arms: "Xiao Yu, are you hurt?"