Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted again by Bigan:
"Doctor Shen, there is no need to be humble. No one can match your righteousness. The supplies donated by the Shen family are enough to enable tens of thousands of victims in the city to survive this coming winter safely."
Not only the people of Chaoge, but also everyone in the world will remember this righteous deed! "
"Yes, we are really ashamed compared to Master Shen!"
"The victims of the disaster were saved and countless people were alive. This is really the kindness of Dr. Shen.
Donate money and food to destroy family property, but the people share the joy, we admire you greatly! "
"Well...what do you understand?
Why don't I understand? Is the damn Shen family so rich...
Shen Xin suddenly felt that something was wrong, and there was always an ominous premonition in his heart.
It seems like something might happen!
At the city gate, Old Huang was directing everyone in the Shen family to push the grain cart that Shen Xin had exchanged for the hundreds of millions of dollars.
They followed Shen Xin's orders and sold the Shen family's money into food to help the victims.
However, due to the large quantity and inconvenient transportation, the grains were piled high together, almost blocking the city gate. Lao Huang led everyone in a hurry to maintain order.
Then Lao Huang looked at the tragic scene outside the city gate and the victims who were pouring in in shock, feeling unbelievable.
When did the Yin Shang Dynasty become like this? There were wine pools and meat forests in the city, people were drunk and wealthy, and there were waves of refugees outside the city, and mourning was everywhere.
Lao Huang only felt his heart throbbing. He finally realized what it means to be as worthless as grass.
The sudden disaster caused many families to be destroyed and their wives to be separated. They expected the country to help them rebuild their homes, but what they received was indifference and even harsher tyranny.
In order to survive every day, they eat grass roots and bark, and even turn over a layer of soil when they are hungry. This makes most people look pale, have bloated bellies, and even find it difficult to move.
Gradually, hope was lost in the eyes of the victims, and they became numb, as numb as walking zombies.
Lao Huang had an epiphany at this moment, and he finally understood why the young master wanted to spend all his wealth to help the victims. It turned out that it was not just to keep them alive, but also to give them hope of life.
So as the young master's most loyal servant, he decided to do something for the young master.
Lao Huang quickly ordered everyone to put down the Jigu carried by mules and horses. They did not dare to send indiscriminately, and each person was only allocated a few every day.
A small bucket of the roughest grain can only keep people from starving to death.
The rest he will keep and give them as seeds for the next year's cultivation, because these are the hope of life!
After the victims received the food, they looked at these strange people hesitantly, and their numb eyes began to shine.
In the past, no one had ever regarded the victims as human beings. King Zhou was ruthless and extravagant in building Lutai.
Chonghou Hu was appointed as an overseer, bribes were common, two of the three were drawn, and the only one went to serve. The rich bought and stayed at home, which exhausted the people and left them in the audience.
Today's disaster victims are not only caused by natural disasters, but also caused by man-made disasters.
After dividing the grains among the victims, Lao Huang sat down tiredly. He was also very hungry, so he took out his own dry food, opened his cheeks, and tried to eat it.
Next to him, an old man who had already obtained Jigu, but was reluctant to take a bite, stared at the grain mountain not far away, his eyes glowing green.
He had not had water or rice for two days, and all he ate was bark and grass roots. Although he saw the grain now, he was not willing to part with it at all. He just guarded the grain bag tightly, as if it was its life.
Old Huang took a few big mouthfuls of the dry food in his hand, and then he felt the old man's gaze.
He looked at the old man, then frowned at the dry food in his hand, sighing in his heart that when people suddenly get hungry, the food that they usually throw away like worn-out shoes is now so delicious.
After chewing hard, Old Huang hesitated for a moment and finally divided the remaining dry food into half and handed it to the old man.
The old man shook his head and quickly stopped with his withered and thin hands: "I don't dare. I don't dare!"
However, Lao Huang continued to stuff the dry food into his hand, pointed to the mountain of food not far away and said: "Brother, you can eat with confidence, there is still food, there is still a lot of it!"
Only then did the old man feel relieved. He took the dry food and wolfed it down. As he ate, tears suddenly filled his eyes and he was choked with sobs: "If I had met my benefactors earlier and had this mountain of food, Maybe my little grandson won’t starve to death!”
Lao Huang swallowed the dry food in his mouth silently, not daring to look at the old man, and the heartache from before came to his eyes again.
The old man suddenly sucked the dry food into his belly, and then sucked it carefully with his fingers, not even wasting any of the minced food.
After a while, he looked at the grain mountain not far away, as if he was hesitant to speak, and finally mustered up the courage to ask cautiously and hesitantly:
"Is this food really for us?"
Lao Huang patted his shoulder with a complicated look on his face, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, eat, feel free to eat! You won't be hungry anymore, these are all left for you.
There are even seeds left for spring plowing. As long as everyone persists, there will always be hope. "
Hearing this, the old man's eyes seemed to get hotter and hotter, and he couldn't help but shed tears in the end.
Cry? This is something that should be out of reach for an old man.
They have seen the joys and sorrows of the human world, and logically speaking, they have already lived a clear life, but now...
You can see how desperate this is.
Suddenly the old man knelt down suddenly, bowed deeply to Lao Huang, and choked out loudly:
"Thank you so much to my benefactors for surviving. I will never forget your benefactors' great kindness and virtue!"
This loud shout instantly attracted the surrounding victims who were crying silently while looking at the food. Their eyes were also filled with emotion and tears.
For a moment, I felt something in my heart, and I couldn't help but fall to my knees and cry bitterly.
They are disaster victims, the most despicable people in the world. The Yin and Shang court never cared about their life and death, leaving them to fend for themselves.
But now they have hope, hope to live!
Lao Huang sighed lightly and quickly helped everyone in front of him up.
He silently looked towards the direction of the imperial city, and with a tone of admiration and adoration, he said seriously to the victims:
"It's not me who wants to save you, but my young master. He is the one you should really worship.
He is a good official who upholds justice and serves the country and the people! "
Outside the Meridian Gate, Shen Xin felt that he still needed to struggle, after all, he would die early and become a saint.
And Feng Ji didn't lose either, he represented King Zhou.
Shen Xin was thinking this, but when he turned around, he saw that Feng Ji's face was extremely angry, and he shouted at Huang Feihu,
But the trembling palms and the weak sword all showed that he was guilty at the moment.
Indeed, Feng Ji was unable to advance or retreat at this moment. He deliberately stepped forward to scold him based on King Zhou's order, but Huang Feihu's momentum was really unstoppable.
Naturally, Huang Feihu was named King Wucheng not only because he was a relative of the emperor, but also because of his true abilities.
How could a doctor from Si Tiantai be able to compete with the momentum of a man who had been on the battlefield and commanded a large army?
The spear in Huang Feihu's hand was awe-inspiring, and his expression was calm and intimidating. His morale was a little weaker, and the imperial army behind him was hesitant to move forward.
Even the threat makes people feel weak.
But he was really unwilling to let Feng Ji give up killing Shen Xin, not to mention the fact that he had boasted so confidently in front of King Zhou.
If he couldn't finish it, I'm afraid he would accompany Shen Xin on the Paoluo platform in the next second.
Seeing Feng Ji hesitating there, Shen Xin was furious to death.
"Adou is really helpless!"
"idiot!"
Shen Xin, who was waiting anxiously to be on the list, wished he could be whipped to death by a big bido.
Is this little difficulty stumping you?
There are difficulties that need to be solved, and there are still huge difficulties that need to be solved.
How can you, as a Sitiantai doctor, back down?
I, Shen Xin, am the first to disagree!
