"Do you know exactly how many victims came to line up to drink porridge?"
Su Qingyu looked at her coldly. Seeing that Su Qingxue was confused, she asked again: "Are you sure that today's porridge shed can provide all the victims in the queue with porridge?"
Su Qingxue disagreed: "If you can't drink it today, then you can drink it tomorrow! It's a big deal, and it deserves your fuss! I think you just don't want to see our Prince An's palace make meritorious deeds, so you're looking for trouble to stop me from giving porridge!"
Su Qingyu snorted coldly: "The victims are not like Princess An, who can eat three meals a day!"
"Many of them have been hungry for several days. They finally have the opportunity to drink porridge to save their lives. No matter how long the queue is, they will still wait in line!"
"Use your pig brain and think about it carefully. If the victims at the back wait for so long and end up unable to drink porridge, will they fight for their own lives with sanctimonious people like you!"
Su Qingxue's face instantly turned pale: "No, it's not that serious... Don't be alarmist here!"
Su Qingyu was so angry that her teeth itched: "You are well fed and clothed, not hungry or cold, but such a windy and snowy day can be fatal to the victims! Who would be willing to give up if there is a glimmer of hope?"
"Oops! The porridge shed collapsed!"
Here, before Su Qingyu could convince Su Qingxue and find a solution, the victims who were queuing over there suddenly started to commotion, and everyone crowded towards the porridge shed.
The porridge shed was not big and was built temporarily. It could not bear the crowding of so many people at the same time, so it collapsed suddenly.
The maids and guards who were serving porridge were surrounded by the victims, punched and kicked, and they did not know whether they were alive or dead.
After the porridge shed collapsed, the white porridge fell on the snow and the steamed buns rolled to the ground, causing the victims to loot collectively and an extremely serious stampede occurred!
The mix of screams, children's cries and various wails can almost shatter a person's eardrums.
"No!" Su Qingyu turned around and ran towards the porridge shed.
Su Qingxue's legs went weak on the spot, and she took two steps back, but Hongmei held her up.
"How could...this happen?"
She couldn't even imagine that if Su Qingyu hadn't pulled her to this corner to talk just now, she might even be buried under the porridge shed...
"I, I didn't mean to..."
Although she was lucky enough to survive, the red blood that gradually seeped out from the white snow at the feet of the crowd completely panicked her.
It's over, everything is over...
Before Su Qingyu arrived at the porridge shed, she saw the bright moon go and come back.
Mingyue was lucky enough and fast enough. In just a short time, she attracted the patrolling Imperial Army.
With the intervention of the Forbidden Army, the chaotic scene was finally under control.
The living victims were ordered by the Imperial Army to stand aside, but those who had lost their breath could never get up...
White snow, red blood.
Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground and the victims kneeling in pain beside the corpses, no one said a word.
After a while, a voice sounded from the crowd.
"It's them! They are all pretending to be generous and giving porridge to Prince An. They seem to be helping us, but in fact they are all fake!"
Those victims who did not fight for the steamed buns all looked at Su Qingxue and Su Qingyu.
"We only ordered porridge and steamed buns, but we had to wait in line for two hours, and in the end we didn't get any. They were not giving out porridge, they clearly wanted us to freeze to death on the streets!"
"The noble's life is life, isn't our life life?"
"My poor child! He was trampled to death for a steamed bun! How can I live like this!"
"Mom! Wake up! Cao'er is afraid..."
...
The victims were so excited that they all wanted to break through the guards of the Forbidden Army and rush over to tear Su Qingyu and Su Qingxue into pieces, but in the end they stopped in front of the Forbidden Army's sword.
As the commander of the Forbidden Army, Zhou Lin's eyes were splitting when he saw this scene.
The victims of the disaster are already having a hard enough time, but they still have to lose their lives because of a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun.
But now is not the time for him to show mercy. He has to find out the matter first, and then go to Datian to listen.
He came to Su Qingyu in a few steps. Just as he was about to speak, Su Qingyu raised her hand and grabbed her arm.
"Master Zhou! The most important thing right now is to do our best to treat these victims!"
Perhaps it was because Su Qingyu's expression was too serious and even had the aura of a leader. Zhou Lin couldn't help but follow her words and asked, "What does Princess Ling need from her subordinates?"
"Send someone immediately to ask Mr. Yuan Zheng to come over. He knows what to do!"
"Let people separate the victims. Those who are safe and sound will be placed in one place alone; those who are injured or sick will be placed in another place after I have done basic diagnosis and treatment. Note that those who have been stepped on, burned, and People who are sick from the cold are placed separately.”
Only then did Su Qingyu remember the placement issue: "Has the Ministry of War set up the marching camp?"
Zhou Lin admired Su Qingyu very much when he saw that she remained calm in times of crisis and arranged things in an orderly manner.
"The Ministry of War has set up the marching tent outside the city gate. I think it will be set up soon!"
Su Qingyu thought for a while and then said: "Then take the victims who are not sick or injured to the outside of the city for resettlement. These injured and sick victims will be sent to the nearest medical centers first!"
"yes!"
As she spoke, a painful whimper suddenly came from behind her. Su Qingyu turned around and found an old woman who had been burned.
She quickly went over and opened the medicine box to get the medicine for treatment: "Grandma, please be patient, we have to deal with it first, and a doctor will come over later to apply medicine and bandage for you."
Su Qingyu moved between the injured victims and provided them with the most basic emergency treatment to ensure that their lives were not threatened. Then each victim is assigned to a resettlement location based on his or her situation.
Soon, Shen Huaide arrived with a dozen doctors carrying medicine boxes.
"Princess, I'm late!"
"Master Shen, make arrangements quickly. The injured are already weak due to the cold weather. Don't let them get hurt again."
"yes!"
Under the leadership of Su Qingyu, Shen Huaide and Zhou Lin led their respective subordinates to apply medicine and bandages to the victims in an orderly manner.
With Su Qingyu here, neither Shen Huaide, Zhou Lin, nor the victims seemed to be panicking, and they all did what they should do in an extremely orderly manner.
Su Qingxue stood in the distance, feeling fearful and wanting to tear Su Qingyu into pieces!
"Su Qingyu!"
She had arranged everything originally, but now it gave Su Qingyu a reason and opportunity to show off.
It was obviously Prince An who set up a tent to provide porridge, but in the end, Prince Ling's mansion took advantage of it. Even Shen Huaide and Zhou Lin obeyed her words. How could she not be angry?
"mother!"
"Mom, would you please open your eyes and look at the grass?"
Su Qingyu followed the sound and looked over. It was a little girl about less than ten years old, lying on a woman, crying heartbrokenly.
