When the sun had just risen, Zhang Feng and the other two's palanquins had just arrived at White Deer College on Xiao Mountain.
Last night, after Zhangsun and Wei Shuyu informed Zhang Feng and the other two, as well as Li Shimin, Li Shimin immediately mobilized three hundred imperial guards from the palace to disguise themselves as guards. They brought the three thousand stones of Bone-Strengthening Powder that Zhang Feng had asked him to leave behind and went up Xiao Mountain in the middle of the night.
When Zhang Feng and the other two arrived at White Deer College, the starving people had finally been appeased. However, when they saw that there were still people arriving one after another …
Even though Zhang Feng had already predicted this, he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Feng Zi! Sir, you're finally here! "
When Cheng Chumo saw Zhang Feng, he finally couldn't help but hug Zhang Feng.
"Feng Zi, you don't know. Do you know how I spent the night? Damn it, I didn't sleep the entire night! "
Zhang Feng rubbed his chin and didn't say anything. Instead, he slowly sized up these people. He was pondering how to arrange these people.
"Iron Bull, how many people are here right now?"
"How would I know?"
"Hey, Gan, where the f * ck did you go?"
How would Cheng Chumo know this?
He hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs.
Gan Zhiyuan, who was in the middle of busying himself, heard Cheng Chumo's roar and his whole body trembled. He hurriedly ran to the mountain gate.
"Greetings, Prince Zhang, Young Master Li."
"Tell me, how many people are here?"
Zhang Feng pointed at the people who were laying straw mats on the construction site. Some of them were even wrapped in clothes and sleeping in the mud.
At this moment, when the commoners saw that the person in charge had arrived, they all stood up and looked at Zhang Feng with pleading eyes.
"Replying to Young Master Zhang, a total of about three thousand people came to Lord Zhang's place last night after midnight, and another thousand people came one after another until now this morning."
Zhang Feng nodded.
He snapped his fingers.
"Hey, Da Bing, I'll leave these people to you. Old Gan, do a good job. When the time comes, you'll be rewarded!"
"Enough!"
Hearing this, Gan Zhiyuan hurriedly kowtowed.
Li Chengqian couldn't help but pull Zhang Feng and ask, "These people, do you plan to …"
Who are these people?
These people were the foundation of the Tang Dynasty, but what about now?
How could Li Chengqian not be worried when these people were starving?
Zhang Feng patted Li Chengqian's shoulder and said, "I know what you're worried about, but you have to know that I only have 20,000 dans of grain here. All I can do is do my best. I'm just a commoner. Do you really think I'm a god?"
"But …"
Li Chengqian was anxious.
So many people!
This …
Perhaps he didn't understand the disaster victims before, but along the way, when he saw the leaves and bark being boiled in the pot, Li Chengqian couldn't stand it anymore. In his life, he spent most of his time in the palace, or secretly went to the brothel with Zhangsun Chong and the others, or went to Yan Lai Lou to taste poetry. How could he know that the suffering of the world would be like this?
At this moment, Du Gou and the others couldn't help but have their eyes turn red.
Zhang Feng patted their shoulders and sighed. Then, he walked alone to the only wooden building.
As soon as he left, the commoners couldn't help but follow closely. When they touched the earthen pots in their hands, they made a clanking sound. Zhang Feng couldn't help but stop.
Looking at those people who were looking at him with eager eyes, Zhang Feng fell silent.
He was not a good person.
He was not a bad person. He just wanted to live a good life. Previously, he had told Old Li everything he could say and everything he could. He wanted to pass it on to the current dynasty through him. However, because of the pedantry of this era, the distrust of the nobles, and the exploitation of the rich and powerful families, in the end, although to a large extent, Zhang Feng had suppressed the plague of locusts and even produced beer, he had not been able to do much.
To the greatest extent, they could make use of the moldy and rotten wheat in the field.
But …
After all, the strength of one person couldn't fight against this era.
Zhang Feng had no choice but to stay.
He looked at the crowd and said, "Everyone, I know what you're thinking. You just want to fill your stomachs and live. I'll be frank. I only have twenty thousand dan of grain here. I'm sure you all know this. Therefore, what I said before, I'll keep it!
"As long as you can bear the burden, even if you can walk or read, I'll find a way for you to live!
"However, this isn't a charity hall. You've seen Xiao Mountain, right? If you want to live, do as I said before. I, Zhang Feng, mean what I say! "
After saying this, Zhang Feng resolutely walked into the wooden house.
However, the moment he turned around, all the commoners uniformly knelt on the ground.
This scene made Li Chengqian, Wei Shuyu, Zhangsun, Du Gou, Cheng Chumo, and even Gan Zhiyuan cry.
"Thank you, Sir, for saving our lives!"
"May the heavens bless you, Sir, to live a long life!"
"Thank you, Sir, for saving our lives!"
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