Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 28: Hate good and evil without retribution

The streets of the imperial capital are no longer prosperous. The war has turned the whole place into hell,

Millions of refugees from the west,

More and more refugees,

Displaced refugees,

Hungry and clothingless refugees.

Heavy snow.

Walking across the bridge, you can see the skeletons just frozen to death under the bridge.

Noon.

There is no more clamor of hawkers shouting, only silence and low voices.

When Xia Xiaosu opened the palace granary, put on ordinary palace maid's clothes, and pushed the porridge cart through the street, she raised her arm, wiped her eyes, and sighed softly.

Wait until the porridge truck is settled.

Many refugees swarmed up.

The guards hurried to maintain order, shouting "queue, queue, everyone has it".

The war-torn people lined up listlessly.

"Girl, can you give me an extra bowl. There is a five-year-old girl in my family. She is my granddaughter. Her parents are dead, and she is also seriously ill..."

"Well." Xia Xiaosu didn't say much, and directly filled two bowls of porridge for an old woman in front of her.

"Thank you girl..."

After the old woman left, another man came to the front. The man took out the bowl and said pitifully, "Girl, I only ate my stomach from the riverside soil I ate yesterday. Shall I serve some?"

"Yeah!" Xia Xiaosu filled a large bowl and handed it to him again.

After the man left, another woman in tattered clothes held the hands of the two children and looked up at her pitifully.

Xia Xiaosu looked at their expressions, and felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her nose could not help but sour, but she did not cry, but went to serve them porridge, and then squeezed out a gentle smile: "Every day Yes, tomorrow... come again tomorrow."

"Thank you girl."

Xia Xiaosu looked at the long, gray line, her eyes suddenly turned red, another palace maid saw her like this, hurried over to replace her, and whispered: "Princess, you go to rest first."

Xia Xiaosu shook her head. She insisted on holding the pot and spoon to spread rice porridge for the people. When she saw that there was not enough rice porridge, she did not say, "That's all for today. Come back tomorrow." With the refugees, let the maid go back to cook porridge.

The hunger has no food, the disease has no medical treatment, the displaced have nowhere to live, and the sudden death has no one to care about...

As soon as the princess turned around, she couldn't help raising her sleeves and wiped away her tears.

...

That night.

In the palace.

The two brothers and sisters sat opposite each other at the long table, and there was only simple rice porridge on the table.

Xia Ji asked: "Why are you crying during the day?"

Xia Xiaosu: "I pity them..."

She put down her chopsticks. Only in front of her brother would she show unbridled emotions, her eyes were red, her hands covered her face, and she said softly: "The war destroyed everything for them, their relatives were separated, life and death were separated.

When I was walking on the streets of the imperial capital, I could see many dead corpses, I could hear many people choking in pain, and even the sound of the wind seemed like countless resentful spirits were crying...

I pity them. I think they have made no mistakes. They have worked hard and worked hard in their hometowns. Why...why should they be treated like this? "

Xia Ji said: "This is life."

"Fate..."

The princess held up her chopsticks and was stunned for a long time. She wanted to say something, but she finally sighed deeply and lowered her head.

If it wasn't for her elder brother, she would have been taken to the south, waiting to be married to the Turks in the spring.

If it wasn't for her elder brother, she would have pulled out a dagger at the top of the city and stabbed it into her heart.

This is life.

She is not qualified to ask why.

Because, she was also ordered to suppress her.

So, Xia Xiaosu sighed heavily, but when he looked up, he saw his brother smiling, Xia Ji touched her head and told her, "Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, you are so kind, you must be Good luck."

Xia Xiaosu lowered her head and said dejectedly: "Really?"

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Otherwise, would you be able to meet my brother?"

Xia Xiaosu burst into tears and smiled, she nodded heavily: "Well, the crown prince, the third prince, and the fifth prince together are not as good as a single hair of yours."

Xia Ji hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't."

Xia Xiaosu is very self-aware and pouted: "You want to say that I am poisoned again, where am I poisoned?"

Xia Ji: "Hurry up and praise the three princes, look at these three princes and Concubine Wan, the mother is kind and filial..."

Xia Xiaosu Xu looked at him, "To tell the truth, I really think that the third prince is very personable, he talks and laughs with great Confucianism, there is no white **** in his interactions, he has long sleeves and is good at dancing. He is admired by many great scholars, and Concubine Wan is also very good The aura is stronger than that of the queen."

Xia Ji looked sincere and said earnestly, "Thank you."

...

...

Xia Ji opened the wooden box, took out the wooden beads from the wooden box, and continued to engrave them into rosary beads that contained spiritual power.

This is Huaqing Lake. The night wind is cold, the lake water is dark, and all the distracting thoughts cannot enter his heart.

He focused on his fingers and carved out a golden **** rosary, each of which was his trump card. After engraving ten more, he rubbed his forehead, feeling a little tired.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Sleep till morning.

Then take out the rest of the rosary, take advantage of the good condition in the morning, and finish it all in one go, and then strung it into one hundred and eight karma rosary.

Hundred and eight represent the various kinds of afflictions of living beings, and afflictions can generate all kinds of bad karma. When chanting beads, one's mind becomes clear, and one can naturally observe the momentary arising and passing away of the five aggregates, which is false and unreal, thus letting go of one's mind.

Of course, the most important thing is that the more rosary beads, the stronger the magic weapon.

After doing this, he felt a little hungry in his stomach. He looked out the window and did not know when the snow had stopped, the sun had come out, and it was noon.

He simply ate his meal, and as soon as he went out, he saw a guard hurriedly approaching from a distance, half-kneeling in the tunnel: "His Royal Highness, many people in the street porridge shop are gathering to make trouble, and now it's getting more and more chaotic , the patrolling soldiers have been unable to stop it."

"Missing trouble? Did something happen to the Nine Princesses?"

"No, but the situation is urgent..."

"Got it."

Xia Ji summoned a hundred dead men and Eunuch Mei, and then left the palace.

The streets were very chaotic, and many refugees could be heard yelling from a distance.

"Let's take a look, this is Xia Xiaosu, the ninth emperor's daughter. The rice and grains in the palace are piled up like a mountain. As long as you release a small amount of oxen, everyone can be full, and no one in the city will starve to death!"

"Yes, the people in the palace eat big fish and big meat, and we, without a fixed place to live, are parted with our relatives!"

A weak voice said: "However, I think the princess has always been very gentle... and she is also very good to us."

"She is buying people's hearts!"

"If the emperor was still in the capital, how could he bear to see us suffer so much?"

"Hey! Don't be deceived by petty profits, and be grateful for a little alms from others!"

Xia Xiaosu stood by the porridge shop and was protected by guards, but she didn't explain it, because she was not stupid, she knew that these people were probably instigated, you can reason with anyone, but you You can never convince a troublemaker that every explanation, every pain you give will only make them smug.

So, she looked a little sad, but the maid was loudly saying "That's not the case, there is not much food in the palace, this is the time when everyone works together to overcome the difficulties"...

"Liar! How could the royal family not have much food?"

"Every day is a big fish and a big meat. As long as we release a little food, we can save us, and no one will die...Why do you do this to us?"

"Liar!"

"Yes, that's right! Open the warehouse and put food!"

This group of people raised their arms and waved, and many refugees who didn't know the truth were also led to boo, and even some stones in the crowd were thrown forward and smashed in the past~IndoMTL.com~ Princess, be careful! "

A palace maid hurried to block.

But more and more stones were thrown forward, and the remaining porridge pots were also swept away. The stones were thrown far away, and the scolding continued.

Xia Ji stood under the eaves and watched quietly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Eunuch Mei said softly, "Your Highness, it is not appropriate to kill at this time, as long as you drive out the leading people, now the people's hearts are in turmoil, if one kills one person, it is like throwing a spark in a frying pan, and the consequences are unimaginable. "

Xia Ji glanced at him, "Are you teaching me to do things?"

Eunuch Mei hurriedly said, "This old slave dare not."

Xia Ji looked into the distance. The Nine Emperor Goddess was hanging her head uneasily. Her eyes were swollen like peaches from crying. She had shed a lot of tears in the past few days. Like a knife in the bottom of her heart.

Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil. Huangmei is a kind person, weeping for suffering, quietly pretending to be a palace maid and dispersing porridge, without any name at all, but some people make an article about it, why is this reported?

Hate!

I hate the injustice!

Hate good and evil without retribution!

"I am too kind."

Xia Ji murmured softly, he closed his eyes tightly, the aura around his body became darker, and the gleam of light that had been there before has completely disappeared at this moment.

Slap!

A stone passed through the crowd and hit Xia Xiaosu's shoulder hard, causing her to let out a cry of pain.

Xia Ji opened his eyes, and he thought of becoming a Buddha and becoming a devil. At this moment, he just wanted to laugh wildly. He had been under house arrest for two years, and he had been severely suppressed, but he still had a ridiculous kind of compassion in his heart.

He looked into the distance and said in the calmest tone, "All killed."