Si Jinxing listened to the light cry for help, which seemed to be from a child of three or four years old!
She looked at Qingchan and saw a hint of doubt in her eyes as well, so she reached out to lift the curtain and looked out!
They saw a gray-roofed carriage going in the opposite direction of them, passing by quickly, with its wheels spinning very fast!
She listened carefully, but could no longer hear the child's voice. Perhaps the child was just playing around?
Just as Si Jinxing withdrew her gaze, she heard a low threatening voice:
"How dare you bite me, little bastard! Believe it or not, I'll cut you into pieces with my knife!"
Si Jinxing thought to himself, could this be a child trafficker?
She nodded to Qingchan, and then saw Qingchan push the door open and jump out of the carriage!
When Si Jinxing's carriage turned around and caught up, he saw Qing Chan standing on the roadside holding a three-year-old child who had fainted!
But the gray-roofed carriage had already disappeared!
Qing Chan came up holding the child and said:
"I'm afraid that person drugged this child. Unfortunately, I was so focused on catching the child that the two of them escaped!"
Si Jinxing reached out and took the sleeping child. Seeing that he was wearing long clothes and long pants, he looked very decent. It was obvious that he was not sold by his family!
His little face is chubby, just like a meat bun, soft and elastic, making people want to pinch it!
And those long eyelashes are like small fans, flickering in the wind, so cute!
Such a good child was almost abducted. It’s scary to think about it!
I wonder how anxious the child’s parents must be at this moment!
"Ask someone to keep an eye out for any missing children in the city. If they can't find them, wait until this busy period is over." Si Jinxing held the child in her arms and whispered.
Qingchan agreed.
Soon, the carriage entered the city.
The City God Temple provides porridge twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, while Fuqian Street does so three times a day.
When I came back from the eastern suburbs, I happened to catch the porridge distribution time on Fuqian Street.
Si Jinxing handed the child to Song Xiner, lifted the curtain and looked out.
I saw that the open space outside the yamen was also crowded with people!
But unlike outside the City God Temple, the people here did not line up at all, but rushed forward one after another!
On the steps at the entrance of the yamen stood a thin old man in a green robe.
The man stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Everyone, please be patient and wait for the prefect to come out before we start distributing porridge and cakes."
Si Jinxing looked carefully and saw that the man watched the crowd gather but did not send out the bailiffs to stop it. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying it!
She put on her veiled hat and was about to get off the carriage, but Qingchan stopped her:
"Princess, this place is different from the east side of the city. I'll go."
Seeing this, Si Jinxing let Qingchan do as he pleased.
Seeing Qingchan get off the carriage, Si Jinxing lifted the window curtain and looked outside, only to hear a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds!
She glanced sideways and saw a black-maned horse galloping towards her.
The person on the horse was none other than Fu Tong, whom he had just met in the east of the city!
Si Jinxing hurriedly sat in the carriage, fearing that Fu Tong would see her, but the horse passed by the prefectural yamen without stopping and hurried past!
I think Fu Tong has some important personal matters to attend to.
Si Jinxing didn't think much about it and just looked at the prefectural government office not far away.
At this time, the door of the prefectural yamen was opened, and a middle-aged man in official attire walked out.
As soon as he came out, it meant that porridge and bread could be distributed! The crowd erupted in cheers!
Seeing that the people outside the door were so looking forward to his appearance, Jia Wensheng felt a little elated. This feeling of being high and mighty, above everyone else, really made him feel comfortable!
He raised his hand and said with his chin up:
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. As the governor of Xuzhou Prefecture, I naturally cannot bear to see the people suffer. So, let's start distributing porridge!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd kept rushing forward!
Seeing this, Jia Wensheng just said, "Don't push, don't push, there are plenty!"
He said this, but in fact his heart was full of disdain. A group of ignorant villagers, they would be grateful just by giving them a bite to eat!
As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the fragrant smell of rice soup overflowed and drifted over the heads of the people!
Relying on his kung fu, Qingchan quickly squeezed to the front, only to see that the porridge in the pot was not porridge at all, but rice soup, and the pancake was as hard as iron!
She couldn't help but shout, "Oh my God! There's soup and bread! The prefect really cares about the people!"
An old lady next to her tugged at her and said:
"Miss, have you just arrived in Xuzhou? The porridge the prefect gives out is getting thinner day by day!"
Before Qing Chan could say anything, the person in charge pointed at her and said, "Come here, little girl! Let's serve you first!"
Upon hearing this, Qing Chan hurriedly smiled and stood aside. After picking up a piece of cake, he pretended not to understand and asked:
"I heard that you sold the property deeds to buy rice and grain. I guess you haven't had dinner yet?
Even if you have sympathy for the people, please don't starve yourself. You should eat this bread first!"
When Jia Wensheng heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. What a good thing Fu Tong had done!
He coughed lightly, forced a fake smile, and said, "This is what I should do as a parent official. Don't be polite. Eat quickly."
Qingchan refused to comply, but knelt before Jia Wensheng, holding up the cake, and said:
"Your Excellency is the foundation of Xuzhou. If you endure hunger, how dare we, the common people, eat first? Please eat, my lord!"
Seeing this, the people who were still crowding around knelt down and asked the prefect to eat first.
Seeing this, Jia Wensheng had no choice but to take the hard pancake and take a bite!
How could he starve himself? He just wanted to wait until the porridge was distributed and then go home to eat!
If it weren't for this little girl, why would he eat something that even dogs wouldn't eat!
But after he took a bite, those people didn't stand up, and the girl stared at him straight, as if she was afraid that he would not eat it!
Jia Wensheng forced himself to eat half a pancake, and felt that his back teeth were almost broken.
He pressed his sore cheeks and said, "Okay, let's do it together!"
Qingchan no longer pestered him and disappeared into the crowd.
When the people waiting below saw this, they suddenly rushed forward and there was a cry of thanks from the crowd!
Si Jinxing watched carefully from the carriage. If the crowding continued, there might be a stampede!
Looking at Jia Wensheng standing on the steps, he still didn't think there was anything wrong. He happily enjoyed the bread and porridge given to him by the victims, who were very grateful to him!
Si Jinxing looked at the bowl of soup without any rice grains brought back by Qingchan and was very puzzled!
Why do these people still fight over the thin porridge and hard cakes even though they know that the rice porridge at the City God Temple is thicker?
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