Because of the affairs between the officers and soldiers and the people, Song Qianning was confused and in a bad mood.

Facing Qin Ye's concern, he just shook his head absentmindedly: "I'm fine."

Standing in Qin Ye's arms, looking at the lonely and sad people around him, Song Qianning felt more and more uncomfortable.

Following Song Qianning's gaze, Qin Ye called out in a low voice, "Miss Song?"

Taking his gaze away from the people, Song Qianning responded dejectedly.

Exhaling, she lowered her voice and told Qin Ye the current situation.

"...Those people have done nothing wrong, yet the government doesn't give them any way to survive. This is so unfair to them."

She didn't know about the struggles among the powerful, she only knew that the current situation was too unfair to the suffering people.

Apart from giving out porridge, she can't do anything else.

Now that we have been stopped by the government, we can’t even distribute porridge.

If the current situation continues, there will probably be more and more beggars on the streets, and more and more people will be forced to lose their homes and homes due to taxation.

The once bustling streets and the harmonious people will no longer exist.

The people knew nothing, they just wanted to live. Ning Qiuze's move undoubtedly cut off their way to live.

Feeling uncomfortable, Song Qianning looked at Qin Ye.

She moved her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Master Qin, do you have any ideas to solve the current predicament of the people?"

Glancing at the surroundings, Qin Ye could understand Song Qianning's feelings at the moment, but...

Thinking of the recent situation in the court, he sighed silently.

He also wanted to help Song Qianning, but there were too many people in the court who were watching him recently. Countless people were waiting for him to make a mistake and wanted to bring him down.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is now in a very vulnerable situation. If he is not careful, he will be caught and bitten by those mad dogs.

It doesn't hurt, but it's troublesome.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song." He looked at Song Qianning with a hint of apology and said in a deep voice, "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that now is not the best time to deal with it."

The timing is not right now. Even if he wants to help Song Qianning, he is powerless.

After a moment of silence, Qin Ye whispered a few words to Song Qianning.

After learning from Qin Ye's few words about the difficulties he was currently facing, Song Qianning fell into silence.

She almost forgot that Qin Ye had an extraordinary identity and many enemies, and there must be many people around who were watching him.

Just the people in the court were watching him all the time, waiting for him to make a mistake so that they could bring him down.

A seemingly small matter may affect Qin Ye and add fuel to the fire of the predicament he faces.

Knowing that Qin Ye couldn't do anything for the time being, Song Qianning didn't say anything else.

After opening her eyes again, Song Qianning stood up from his arms and turned to look at the people.

Those officers and soldiers were no match for the guards brought by Changqing. They were in a stalemate with the guards, unable to advance or retreat, and the atmosphere around them also became tense.

After coming out of Qin Ye's arms, Song Qianning walked forward.

Guessing what Song Qianning wanted to do, Qin Ye followed her forward a few steps without saying a word to stop her.

The officers and soldiers had complicated expressions on their faces. They looked at Song Qianning and said, "Miss Song, please ask them to move aside, or we will be rude to them."

Without responding to the officer's words, Song Qianning sneered: "Why should I give in?"

"Recently, taxes have forced the people to live in dire straits. Many families are separated and unable to make ends meet. Every household is starving and unable to wear warm clothes. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be like a famine."

"As a government, we are supposed to protect the people and ensure they live and work in peace and contentment. But what are we doing? We have forced the once happy and contented people to have nowhere to go, forcing them to beg for a living and making it difficult for them to even make ends meet."

"But...but you distributed porridge without permission. It's your fault, Miss Song, for causing such an impact." An officer said hesitantly.

This was met with Song Qianning's sneer: "I was soft-hearted and gave them porridge, but when you officers and soldiers said it, it became wrong. In this case, I want to ask you a few questions."

"Why, knowing full well that the people are in dire straits, has the government done nothing? Instead, it's driving everyone crazy."

"Beggars can be seen everywhere on the streets. I doubt the government can ignore them. Why are they too busy to discipline beggars, but they have the time to discipline me when I'm distributing porridge?"

"Adults, children, and the elderly are all crying out from hunger all day long. Why can't the officials hear them?"

Every word was written with the people in mind. Whether it was the people who were cursing the government and soldiers for their inaction, or the soldiers who wanted to drive the people away, they all stood there silently without saying a word.

Including the officer who spoke, they all kept their heads down and said nothing.

After glancing at everyone, Song Qianning walked towards the common people and said softly, "I know I'm just an ordinary person and I can't help you much."

Hearing this, the people spoke out one after another: “No, Miss Song, you have helped us enough.”

"It's because of your porridge, Miss Song, that our family didn't starve to death. You are our benefactor, and we can't thank you enough."

"Yes, we know it in our hearts. Miss Song, you are a good person, different from those officers and soldiers."

After hearing what Song Qianning said, the people looked at her with moved eyes and their tone was full of gratitude.

Smiling slightly at the people, Song Qianning continued, "Please continue to queue outside and don't affect others."

Knowing that Song Qianning was thinking about them, and out of gratitude to her, the people naturally would not go against her words. After she responded, they began to do as she said.

The civilians who were on the verge of a fight with the officers and soldiers just a moment ago, and who were so angry that they wanted to rush forward and fight to the death, suddenly quieted down because of Song Qianning's words.

They all went outside the restaurant and continued to line up according to the rules, without anyone making any noise.

In a blink of an eye, the streets outside the restaurant were mostly empty. The people were queuing up in an orderly manner beside the restaurant waiting for porridge. Only the officers and soldiers were left standing there, at a loss, especially when they saw the guards in front of them.

They wanted to go forward and continue to stop people, but with so many guards around, they were no match for them in terms of both quantity and quality.

Furthermore, the people had finally calmed down, and if they stopped them, it would seem too rude...

Just when the officers and soldiers were in trouble, Song Qianning took a few steps forward and looked at them calmly.

Only after she had made the officers and soldiers feel uncomfortable did she speak calmly, "Please go back and tell the prefect to come up with a plan and a solution. As the prefect, it is one of my responsibilities to help the people solve their problems."

Without waiting for the officers and soldiers to refute, she spoke first: "Otherwise, today's situation will probably happen again. I'm sure the prefect and you all don't want to see that, right?"