As a member of the general's office, Wang Liang naturally knew the kindness of his wife. However, she didn't go out to give porridge today. She thought she would stop.

It's natural to give porridge when you want to. If you feel enough, you stop when you want to stop. How thick are these people? Because the little lady stopped, she came to the door to "remind" them. Where are they! It is clearly forced to come to the door, forcing the little lady to continue to give porridge.

Wang Liang said with a straight face: "my little lady, I guess it's not porridge. Please go back."

"No, she doesn't give porridge. What shall we do?"

"That is, we are all going to starve to death. Our family will die by a bowl of porridge every day."

Wang Liang looked at the crowd and said to himself, "what do you do? What can I do for you, madam

Don't these people even want faces?

Compared with life, what is face?

Song Heng came back from the palace on horseback. As soon as he arrived at the corner of the street, he saw a group of people sitting at the gate of his house.

What's the situation?

He rode past with a question mark on his face and a tree with a year's question mark.

"What's going on?" Song Heng turns over and dismounts, looks at Wang Liang and asks.

Wang Liang replied, "general, the little lady didn't give porridge today, so these people came to the door."

Hearing the speech, Song Heng frowned. These people's behavior is obviously wrong, but as a court official, he can't say anything wrong to these suffering people.

The tree got off the horse, looked at the man sitting on the ground, and swallowed it back to his mouth.

Zhang Ke looked up at Song Heng and said, "general song Zun's wife suddenly cut off the gruel, which is the life-saving porridge of us. Without porridge, we people can only wait to die."

"Yes! General song, you can do good, let your wife continue to give porridge

"Our requirements are not high, so it will be on the 15th day of the first month." At that time, when the snow stopped and the day was warm, their life was easy.

Song Heng couldn't say no to these poor people.

But the onlookers couldn't help opening their mouths.

"You are going too far. When do people want to do good and when do they do it? It's all about other people's business. How can you fix it for others? "

"That's to say, Mrs. song has done enough. Other people only give porridge and some food when they have a happy event. But Mrs. song has been doing it for more than half a month."

"You are content."

"What do you know?" The lazy man stood up and pointed to the melon eating crowd and cried, "the little lady of the Song family is trying to get a good reputation by giving porridge. Now that she has enough reputation, she wants to kick us out? no way! We don't agree. "

"That's right. We don't agree."

"Now that she's using us, she'll be responsible to the end."

Song Heng twisted his eyebrows and looked at the shouting people. He could understand their feelings of wanting to live, but they said it was a bit rogue.

He said, "how can you think so?"

"General song, it's not that we're thinking, it's the fact." Zhang Ke said: "you didn't see how disgusted your wife's eyes are when she saw us sometimes. When we got close to her and wanted to thank her, she stepped back as if she had seen something dirty, even when the child approached her. How can such a man really do good

Song Heng is asked by Zhang Ke. His words are reasonable. How can a person who is good at doing good hate those who do good to himself!

Can't Lin Qingxue really just want to have a good reputation. Moreover, because of Shi Cong's kindness, her reputation is very good in this imperial city, next only to Wan'er.

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