Shaoyin scratched his forehead lightly: "Do you know how expensive eggs are? Eat them quickly."
Eggs are not available every day, she will only give him one every two or three days.
She herself was even more reluctant to eat.
Pei Jiufeng knew it in his heart, and wanted to say "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either", but his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.
He couldn't say it, if he said it, it meant that he had surrendered to the demon, he admitted that he had been tricked, and he had a feeling of dependence on Wang Dachun.
His throat rolled a few times, and finally he hardened his heart, and without saying a word, he reached out to take the bowl of pimple soup.
His fingertips touched the back of her hand like ice lumps, making his hands tremble as he picked up the bowl.
She was lighting the fire just now, and she was still holding a bowl of hot pimple soup in her hand, so it's not hot
Hold the pimple soup, scoop it up with a small spoon, and swallow it mouthful.
She sat on the edge of the bed again, staring at him as he ate. He's used to it, and he no longer feels like sitting on pins and needles, letting her watch as he pleases.
But, out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help falling on her arm propped by the bed. Her clothes are very short, and a large part of her wrist is exposed. She is thin and thin, and her skin is covered with scars, which are criss-crossed and innumerable.
No wonder her hands were so cold.
It is now close to late autumn, but she is wearing short single clothes.
After finishing the pimple soup, the poached egg was left at the bottom of the bowl. Pei Jiufeng has already formed the habit of eating the best food last.
He resisted the indecent behavior of licking his lips, tightened his lips, scooped up the round and beautiful poached egg with a small spoon, brought it to his mouth, and opened his mouth wide to bite off half of it!
fragrant! Tender! slip!
The taste buds are fully appeased, and there is a feeling of satisfaction.
Pei Jiufeng can't laugh at himself anymore, he now feels that any food is precious and delicious. Chew it well and swallow it, then open your mouth wide to eat the other half.
After eating a bowl of hot pimple soup, my stomach was filled, and I felt an indescribable feeling of fullness.
Pei Jiufeng felt happy and satisfied again.
He is very easy to be satisfied now, he feels really good when he eats and drinks and someone is watching him.
But Wang Dachun must not feel good.
"You buy a cotton coat with silver." When he handed her the empty bowl, he looked up at her and said.
Shaoyin took the bowl, stood up from the bed, and said nonchalantly, "What do you spend that money on? It's not convenient to work if you wear thick clothes."
While talking, he walked out with an empty bowl.
Pei Jiufeng became anxious for a moment, and said to her back: "Don't be reluctant to spend money! You don't need to spend other money, you must buy your cotton padded clothes!"
For example, the face cream for skin care can be used to wipe the face and hands to prevent chapped skin, so he didn't mention it.
She couldn't even bear to eat a bite of white noodles, so it was impossible for her to be willing to spend money on this.
But the clothes are different, and it will be late autumn soon, so she has to wear thicker clothes.
"I know, I know." She replied casually and left the room.
The sound of water came from outside, she was washing the dishes.
Pei Jiufeng sat in the room, her lips tightened unknowingly, and she suddenly thumped out of bed!
"Damn it!"
She had no intention of buying it at all.
And he had a broken leg, so he couldn't go out and buy it for her.
"Damn it!"
He actually wanted to buy her clothes!
Realizing this, Pei Jiufeng beat the bed harder.
That monster really deserves to die!
Damn it for setting up such a heart attack!
It's even more damning for him to step into it willingly even though he knows it's a game!
But after calming down, his mood calmed down a bit.
Life will be easier soon.
Because the relief food is coming.
On this day, Pei Jiufeng was alone at home, when he heard cheers coming from the street, and the faint words "disaster relief food" came to his ears, he smiled slightly.
Now Wang Dachun can eat a mouthful of rice.
It is impossible to eat dry rice like him, but it is not a problem to drink a bowl of gruel.
Thinking of this, he sat on the bed with some joy, waiting for her to come home.
About two quarters of an hour later, there was a familiar "squeak" sound from the courtyard door, Pei Jiufeng immediately sat up straight, turned to look in the direction of the door: "Are you back?"
"Hmm." The crisp voice answered.
But not much joy.
Pei Jiufeng frowned slightly, and couldn't wait for her to enter the room, so she raised her voice and asked, "I heard someone shouting outside, the relief food has been released, isn't it?"
While talking, Shaoyin walked into the room.
With a twist of his mouth, he complained, "What kind of relief food? The porridge is so thin that you can even see people."
Pei Jiufeng frowned tightly: "Impossible!"
"What's impossible?" Shaoyin curled her lips, and showed him the bowl in her hand, "I made a bowl for you, you can watch it yourself."
Pei Jiufeng looked down, his face suddenly darkened.
His mouth was pursed tightly, and his chest heaved violently with anger.
"How could this be?!" he said angrily.
Shaoyin didn't take back her hand, but still passed the bowl forward: "Drink, I brought it for you."
Pei Jiufeng refused to accept it.
He took it as an insult!
He clearly approved a lot of relief food!
"I see you are so angry, what's the matter?" Shaoyin saw that his face was purple with anger, and he didn't take the bowl, just staring at the porridge that was so clear that the figure could be seen, as if staring at a peerless enemy, with a careless expression He said in a tone: "Just listen to things like disaster relief food. Do you think that the superiors really care about us?"
Pei Jiufeng suddenly raised his head!
He stared at Shaoyin with fire in his eyes.
"Innocent child." Shaoyin patted his head pityingly.
Pei Jiufeng was so angry that he was about to die. He tilted his head and waved her away: "Don't touch me!"
"Why are you angry with me?" Seeing him getting angry, Shaoyin also opened her eyes, "What did I say wrong? Don't you know what kind of virtue is today? Every day is getting sadder, who doesn't hate him?"
She cracklingly gave an example: "Let's talk about Aunt Li's family. How well-off was the family? When our parents passed away, they lent us money for burial. But now? There are three sons in the family, two were taken to join the army, but they didn't come back. There is only one youngest son left, and he will be taken away when he is old enough, in order to keep his only youngest son, Aunt Li's family went bankrupt and bought off the conscription, now the family is very sad!"
"And at Uncle Chen's house, his aunt got sick, and he was raising his six-year-old daughter by himself. The conscripts came to his house and wanted to take him away. He begged hard, and he knelt down to them, but those people Just don’t let go. Uncle Chen’s family is poor, and he spent all his money to treat his aunt, so he can’t spend money like Aunt Li’s family, but he’s gone, who will support his youngest daughter?”
"Do you know what Uncle Chen did? He took out a knife and cut off his left foot. From then on, he was a cripple. Even if he went to battle, he couldn't fight. That's why he wasn't arrested!"
Shaoyin said angrily, with his hands on his hips: "Do you think such a fatuous and cruel monarch is willing to give us relief food?"
Pei Jiufeng's face was burning with pain!
I can't hold my head up!
"Don't be angry." Shaoyin calmed down and said, "What's wrong with counting on that stupid and cruel thing? Besides, our family still has the money you earned from painting, and there is still a lot left, save it The flowers can last until next spring."
"After the spring of next year, your legs will be healed long ago. At that time, we will find something to do with you. If it doesn't work, we will leave Qing County and go to a place where there is no disaster."
Pei Jiufeng buried her head deeply in shame.
He had never been so ashamed.
He didn't dare to open his eyes, and felt that everything he saw was a condemnation of him.
Because he ignored the government and even tyranny, Wang Dachun's family had a hard time.
It was late autumn, and Wang Dachun didn't even have a piece of thick clothes, moreover they were old clothes from a few years ago.
Not to mention Uncle Chen's tragedy.
In the past, he didn't care about these things, even if he starved to death, he wouldn't blink.
But now, listening to Shaoyin talking angrily, he felt too embarrassed to face her.
He finally remembered that he was Pei Jiufeng, not Wang Dagen.
He was the fatuous and brutal king she hated, not the younger brother she loved and raised.
He is a despicable thief, doing things that hurt her, but enjoying her love and care.
"Let me go back! Let me go back!"
He clenched his fists, closed his eyes and shouted in his heart, "I want to wake up! Let me wake up!"
He yelled desperately in his heart, but the demon seemed to hear it, and a faint distortion spread through his body, and then he returned to normal.
Before he opened his eyes, Pei Jiufeng's nose could already smell the faint incense.
He opened his eyes abruptly, staring blankly at the noble, gorgeous, and exquisite bedroom, when suddenly his eyes stabbed, causing tears to flow from his eyes.
"Gu get the secret report, most of the relief food in the three southwest counties has not been delivered to the victims."
In the court hall, he sat on the dragon chair with a pale face, changed from his usual laziness and carelessness, and burst out with terrifying anger all over his body: "Gu is just a few days without killing people, some people's necks are itchy!"
Smelling the revived killing intent of the young emperor, and it was a hundred times more terrifying than before, the courtiers trembled in panic and knelt on the ground.
"The minister must investigate clearly!"
"Return justice to the people of the three southwest counties!"
Pei Jiufeng snorted coldly, tapped the armrest of the dragon chair lightly with his fingers, and made a slow and rhythmic sound, again and again, which made people hang in his heart: "I will only give you half a month. If you can't let it go within half a month The people in the three counties in the southwest are eating relief food—"
He didn't say anything after that.
But they all understand what the outcome is.
"The minister must live up to the holy hope!"
Pei Jiufeng sent his confidants to monitor.
Although he doesn't care about government affairs, he accumulated strength when he eradicated his brothers back then.
If not, how could he sit on the dragon chair firmly
The confidant sent secret reports every day.
Those who are corrupt will be beheaded and their families will be exiled.
According to his past temper, he would be merciful and soft-hearted, and his style is to punish the nine clans!
But the demon will not allow him to do so.
Wang Dachun... probably won't like it either.
Then exile.
Let them all taste what it is like to have nothing to eat and nothing to cover their bodies.
Beheading all the way, ransacking the house all the way, the Minister of the Imperial History and his confidantes transported the relief food to the three counties in the southwest within half a month.
And Pei Jiufeng's confidant got another order to confiscate Wang and Li's house, give part of the silver to Wang Dachun and the rest, and help the poor.
After doing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the dragon chair.
For half a month, he hardly closed his eyes.
He couldn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep.
He didn't want to see Wang Dachun again.
"Your Majesty, the eminent monk of Huguo Temple and the Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple have invited you here."
After hesitating for a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Xuan."
Monks do monk's rituals, Taoist priests do Taoist priests' rituals.
It doesn't matter if there are evil spirits or not, the key is that the emperor thinks there are evil spirits.
These monks and Taoists didn't want to be beheaded. Who didn't know that the emperor sent people to the three southwest counties a while ago, and they walked all the way and beheaded all the way
"Your Majesty, the evil has been eliminated."
The monks and Taoist priests returned together.
They are not a family, and they even compete with each other, but at this moment, in order to save their lives, the two joined hands.
Pei Jiufeng knew they were playing tricks.
But he didn't get angry, just said lightly: "Thank you."
They were not rewarded with a penny, so they were sent out of the palace.
They fooled him, and if they didn't chop off their heads, he was already merciful!
After seeing off the monks, Pei Jiufeng walked to a high place, overlooking the palace.
He didn't know where the monster was.
But he knew that monks and Taoists didn't find any clues.
The autumn wind was bleak, blowing the hem of his clothes.
The eunuchs didn't dare to go forward to bother, and stood far away one by one, lowered their heads and lowered their eyes, not daring to make a sound.
Pei Jiufeng was dressed in fur and cloud boots, even when he was on a high place, he didn't feel cold at all. But my heart was empty, as if a big hole was missing, and the cold wind poured in.
He squeezed his fingers, his hands were cold.
But he thought in his heart, with the disaster relief food and the money Wang and Li paid, is Wang Dachun willing to buy cotton clothes
Are her hands hot now