The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Oh, seeds are a big problem. Where can we get some seeds for you to plant?" The sentimental Yuhua also started to worry at this time.

Shang Xi said: "Don't worry, everyone. Cheng Feng will write a letter later to report the situation here to King Shui Yong, and let King Shui Yong think of a solution."

When the people heard this, hope shone in their eyes, but then they became worried: "King Shuiyong is busy fighting. I heard that he has already attacked the ninth city of Chaizhou today. How can he care whether we farm or not? As long as he doesn't put a knife on our necks to demand public grain, it's fine."

Yuhua discovered the problem as soon as she heard it, "You guys didn't abandon your land just to avoid paying taxes, did you?"

"That's a reason, but it's not entirely because of that. You all know how much Dalang plundered us before."

Yuhua said: "Then you don't have to be afraid this time. I beg you to only collect business taxes and exempt all other taxes."

One of the common people said, "It's hard to say. Fengying is the capital, and we are occupied here. The treatment we receive must be different."

Yuhua said: "You people think that King Shuiyong is too stingy. King Shuiyong is very broad-minded. The occupied Qixiang County was originally the territory of the Southern Yan Kingdom. Since it belonged to us Fengqi, their taxes and labor service have been exempted. Now the people there live a good life."

One citizen said: "How can they be fine? They have just been occupied for more than a year. They must be as miserable as I am."

Yuhua said, "Why should he be so miserable? King Shuiyong is definitely not an ordinary emperor. He has fought countless battles and attacked more than 20 cities, but he has never killed a single civilian. King Shuiyong has never done such a heartless act as massacring a city. King Shuiyong is a benevolent monarch."

A commoner echoed, "That's true. King Shuiyong's soldiers have never harmed us. He must be a good emperor!"

Shang Xi said: "He must be a good emperor. Look at those carts of food, they all come from the Wan family. To put it bluntly, what you eat is the emperor's food."

Everyone was so frightened when they heard this that they fell to their knees, kowtowing and thanking the emperor for his grace.

Seeing this, Yuhua shook the big spoon in her hand and said, "Hey, hurry up, I haven't finished talking yet! As for Qixiang, King Shuiyong later gave them money to build a factory and improved the paddy fields. They live a good life there, even better than our Fengying. Fengying started from a very low level, but Fengying is the capital, so it will definitely be better in the future, so your place will not be bad in the future, it can only be better than before."

"Then, King Shuiyong, can you build two factories for us? Let us get through this difficult time. Even if we plant the seeds, it will take at least four months to get a harvest."

Yuhua said: "I don't have the final say on this. You can ask Shang Xi and Miss Zhong. They have a say around the emperor!"

Shang Xi felt that Yuhua's words promoting Wan Lianxing were very good, and Wei Du shouldn't have said this. She secretly pinched Yuhua's waist with her fingers, and Yuhua immediately understood. She immediately added: "This Miss Zhong is the best at talking."

Zhong Siyu looked at Yuhua in surprise. Yuhua didn't even look at Zhong Siyu. She continued, "If you have any problems, go find her!"

"Does her words work?" Everyone looked at Zhong Siyu up and down with doubtful eyes.

Yuhua smiled and said, "Nothing is more effective than her words."

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "Oh! Could this Miss Zhong be the future queen of Fengqi Country, Miss Zhong Siyu?"

The simple-minded Yuhua said in disbelief: "How can you be so smart? They say that the people have sharp eyes, and it turns out to be true!"

Zhong Siyu was holding the spoon with an embarrassed look on her face, not knowing what to do. At this time, everyone stopped making porridge and stared at her. Just when she was feeling uncomfortable being stared at, the people knelt on the ground again, crying and shouting: "Miss Zhong, please save us!"

Apparently, they regarded Zhong Siyu as their savior. Zhong Siyu said in panic: "Everyone please stand up first, I am just a little girl and I don't have that much ability!"

One of the people suggested: "Please ask King Shuiyong to build two factories for us!"

"Everyone, please stand up first. The emperor we are begging for mercy loves the people like his own children. Even if I don't speak up, the emperor will not ignore you. So don't worry, you will definitely get through this difficult time soon."

"King Shuiyong is currently at war and has no time to care about us civilians. When the war is over, I don't know when the emperor will remember us."

What the people said was actually correct. Wan Lianxing was now concentrating on attacking Dalang and the Southern Yan Kingdom, and had not spared any time to look at the people in the two cities that he had just captured. After all, the two cities had just been captured only a few days ago, and there were many things that he could not do personally. These things had to be arranged by the officials under his control. But no matter who handled it, it had to be done step by step according to the procedures.

Seeing that these people were kneeling on the ground and could not get up, Zhong Siyu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I will write a letter later and report your request to the emperor."

Everyone shouted in unison to thank Zhong Siyu. Shang Xi raised her hand to take the spoon from Zhong Siyu, and then organized everyone and said, "Everyone line up. Miss Zhong is going to write a memorial. King Shuiyong will know about your affairs soon and they will be resolved. Let's eat first. If there is anything, we can talk about it after we are full."

Under Shang Xi's organization, these people lined up in two long lines, so that the charity could go on.

While making porridge for everyone, Yuhua said to Shang Xi, "Shang Xi, do you still remember when you were doing charity in Nancheng?"

Shang Xi smiled and said, "How could I forget that? I'm the same as you. When I look at these people, I think of the refugees in South City that year!"

"Look at these people sitting on the roadside with the sun above their heads. When it gets hot, they can find a shady place to cool down. It happened to be winter when Nancheng was giving alms, and it was an extremely cold winter. In that kind of icy and snowy weather, people died of starvation and freezing every day. Later, you generously donated money and opened your family's granary to help the refugees. If you hadn't helped, those people would have frozen to death on the street in the end."

Speaking of the past, Shang Xi did not dare to take credit for it, but just smiled and said: "Not necessarily. If I hadn't helped them, there would definitely be others who would have given them a hand, and they would have been able to think of other ways to make a living."

"Come on, it's not hard for a person to do a good deed. If a good deed lasts for more than a hundred days, it would be a miracle. How many people are there? More than 60,000. The streets are full of refugees. Only you are kind-hearted."