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Three days later, after the non-stop propaganda of the Thirteen Taibao, the first batch of victims closest to Yin Imperial City came to the city first.
Everyone gathered in front of the mansion where the imperial envoy stayed, waiting expectantly for the food to be released, and their eyes full of hope.
"Mother, if you bear with me a little longer, you will have food to eat soon."
"Dad, hold on, the court's relief food has arrived, we are saved."
"Daughter, don't sleep. There will be food soon. Our mother and I are saved. Don't sleep. If you fall asleep, you won't be able to get up. Oooh!"
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Canglanglang!
However, while everyone was looking forward to it, no one noticed that at this moment, the surrounding corners were already filled with soldiers of the Qilin Army.
There was a trace of shame and intolerance in everyone's eyes, but they still resolutely pulled out the blades in their hands, ready to slaughter these helpless victims at any time.
Even though some of them had tears flashing in their eyes, some even had their hands holding the knife trembling slightly.
But there is no way, they are soldiers, they must carry out the orders from above.
On the high platform of a restaurant, Han Donglei and Cao Kun looked at the poor people below, slowly raised their hands, their eyelids trembled, and finally lowered them hard.
But as soon as his hand was placed in the middle, a loud shout suddenly rang out: "The food distribution has begun. Everyone lines up in order. No one is allowed to jump in the queue. Anyone who violates the rules will be shot without mercy."
"Hey, wait!"
Snapped!
Cao Kun's hand was tightly grasped in the air by Han Dong Lei and he did not fall down. He said in surprise: "Third brother, the imperial envoy has released food, so we don't have to kill these victims? If they have food, they will not turn into a mob." That¡¯s it.¡±
"Yes, but how can that man named Yang have food? Wasn't his food robbed?"
Cao Kun scratched his head. Monk Zhang Er was confused for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face.
Then, they stopped taking action for the time being and quietly watched the movement below. The generals did not receive the order from above, so they stood still.
After a while, eight stoves were carried out from the imperial envoy's house, and fragrant white rice porridge was cooked, which was used as eight strongholds to distribute food to the victims.
"It's just that according to Yang Feng's instructions, these rice porridges are very thin, and a handful of soil is sprinkled in each pot. But even so, the victims were extremely grateful and as happy as the Chinese New Year.
Looking at all this, Han Donglei and the others couldn't help but be confused. After looking at each other, they murmured: "How about we withdraw."
"Uhok!"
With a definite nod, the two of them waved their hands and left. When the soldiers saw this, they couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, with expressions of joy on their faces.
¡°At last, the people above had some conscience and didn¡¯t let them do such crazy things like killing innocent people indiscriminately. Otherwise, their conscience will be condemned throughout their lives.
????????????? Again, they are soldiers, not bandits. How can they casually point their swords at the people who gave birth to them?
Half an hour later, the patron king was still holding his head in the big tent with a guilty look on his face. He kept asking himself in his heart whether it was right to do this, but suddenly he heard a shout from outside the tent. It was Cao Kun Er. People are back.
"Father is handsome!"
"Why, it's done so quickly?"
Without raising his head to look at them, the patron king said gloomily.
Cao Kun grinned and said excitedly: "No need to kill him, the imperial envoy has released the food."
Well!
"What? Grain?"
After his body stagnated, the patron king suddenly raised his head and said in disbelief: "Hasn't his food been robbed? Where can he put the food again?"
"We don't know that either. Anyway, he is putting out grain right now, hehehehe."
Han Donglei and Han Dong Lei smiled like flowers and seemed to be very satisfied with the result.
After the patron king took a deep look at them, he rolled his eyes, stood up suddenly, and walked out: "Let's go, take me to see them."
In a short time, the patron king and others rushed from the camp to Yinhuang City without stopping. I saw that the victims everywhere had already drank the steaming gruel, with happy smiles on their faces. Yang Feng was directing at the soup kitchen while cursing: "Okay, you, you have come three times, I can't I recognize you. We agreed that this soup porridge would be a bowl for each person. You just need to survive, but there is no guarantee that you will be full."
"Yang Feng!"
With a loud shout, the patron king came to Yang Feng with a shocked look on his face and pointed at the eight soup kitchens here: "What's going on here?"
"Hey, Your Majesty, have you come to check on my work? Do you think I'm doing pretty well? Basically everyone has food to eat, even if they're not full, hehehehe."
"Okay, I didn't talk about your porridge donation. I'm asking you, didn't you say that all the grain trucks were robbed? Why is there still food relief?"
"Yes, the grain truck was robbed."
Yang Feng blinked his innocent big eyes and smiled evilly: "But it was only the car that was robbed. I didn't say that food was also robbed."
Well!
With his eyes trembling, the patron king couldn't help but be startled, and then he said in disbelief: "The grain truck was robbed, but the grain is still there? Then where did you put so much grain? Why didn't I see it when I came here three days ago?"
"Prince Qi, Yang was afraid that someone would rob the grain, so he hid the grain under my bedroom as soon as he entered this house. What the Tianshen Sect robbed that day was just an empty cart. Today, the victims have arrived, so I dare to Bring out real food for disaster relief, hehehe."
"You're such a thief, Yang boy. Even I was deceived by you, hahaha!"
Snapped!
With a hard slap on Yang Feng's arm, the patron king immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling greatly relieved, and the depression of the past three days was gone.
When Cao Kun saw him, he quickly pulled his sleeves and whispered: "Commander Father, don't forget your majesty's request, let us destroy his disaster relief."
"Destruction is nothing. Now we deal with the Tianshen Sect, rescue Princess Deyang, and clear the country. Without his food support, we have to kill all the victims in advance to prevent them from rioting. Can you do it?"
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"Your Majesty, at the current rate of food release, let alone ten times, even if you bring twenty times, I guarantee that they will have food for three months. It won't be a problem."
"Okay, as long as you have enough food and grass here, I can deal with the Celestial Sect with peace of mind, hahaha!"
Yang Feng also had an innocent smile on his face, turning his back to his hands and waving backwards from time to time.
In an instant, a group of reporters swarmed forward and began to report exclusively.
"The east wind blows and the war drums beat. Who is afraid of whom in this world? In the face of inhumane natural disasters and victims suffering from hunger and cold, our great President Yang traveled thousands of miles to deliver food to them, saving all people from the fire and water. . Many people ate this hot white rice porridge and said from the bottom of their hearts that it was the most fragrant meal they had ever eaten in their lives. President Yang¡¯s kindness is greater than the sky and deeper than the sea. It is the rebirth of the people in the disaster area. Parents."
With that said, the reporters immediately turned their cameras on the patron king and said, "Your Majesty, as the commander-in-chief of the Qilin Army, do you have anything to say to our disaster relief imperial envoy, President Yang?"
"I told him?"
Unable to stop being stunned, the patron king couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. Faced with so many shots, he couldn't think of what to say. But he was in a good mood now, so he patted Yang Feng's shoulder hard and laughed: "This kid is very good, very good, hahaha!"
Although these words are very simple, the signal released to the whole country represents the Qilin Army's support and optimism for Yang Feng.
Suddenly, the people across the country were even more excited. President Yang was actually praised by the highly respected old prince. It seems that our President Yang is indeed a kind-hearted, outstanding young man, perfect.
Yang Feng¡¯s fans are all excited.
Only the emperor in the palace had his face twitching, and his old face looked so gloomy that it almost drooped to the ground.
"Uncle Emperor, I asked you to lose his face and lower his prestige. I didn't ask you to cheer him up in front of the public."
You are still not the last barrier of our Huangfu family, the patron king, and my uncle. Why are your elbows turned outward?