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At the porridge stand, King Zhang Ming guarded Ling Weiran carefully, for fear that someone would accidentally offend his new master.Could it be that the new master encountered something unhappy?Why did I go out for a trip and come back with a cloudy face like a terrible stormy weather.Seeing how the emperor loves the new master, he rewarded the porridge station, and personally drove him out of the palace. If he serves the new master well, he will definitely have a chance to become a success in the future.But if he didn't serve well, King Zhang Ming really didn't dare to think: "Master, if you need anything, just ask me."

master?Ling Weiran didn't know what kind of anger he was getting, but he couldn't help thinking about the scene of Chu Weizhi and his cousin laughing and fighting in his mind all the time, and he couldn't get rid of it, which made him feel more troubled.He didn't know how much pressure his current stinky face put on King Zhang Ming.

"You can just call me Xiaoling. I'm not a master. I feel uncomfortable all over."

"I don't dare, master, if you have anything, please tell me." King Zhang Ming was stunned for a while before he hurriedly said, it was the first time he met a master who was not allowed to call master, and he didn't catch up with Ling Weiran's words to react.

But the master who can say such a thing is really special.King Zhang Ming thought in his heart, and secretly glanced at Ling Weiran unconsciously, this glance confirmed his thoughts even more.How much merit must be accumulated to give birth to such a child.King Zhang Ming unconsciously praised Ling Weiran's parents, as if he had mistaken Ling Weiran for a young man around Double Ten.But no matter who looks at it, Ling Weiran, with his smooth skin and such a handsome appearance, will think the same as King Zhang Ming.

Even if the emperor loves a man so much, King Zhang Ming can't afford the thought that Ling Weiran is the emperor's captive servant. Just as this kind of thought flashes across his mind, King Zhang Ming feels that it is an insult to Ling Weiran .Now he can feel the holy aura of Ling Weiran just by simply standing beside Ling Weiran, how can such a person be a little girl?

"What's your name? I'll take care of you in the future. This porridge station, I hope it can really benefit the people of Liming." Ling Weiran said, looking at King Zhang Ming with good hopes in his eyes.

"Little King Zhang Ming, the palace dispatches the chief steward to serve the master. From now on, no matter what the master has ordered, please leave it to the younger one." Zhang Ming Wang said respectfully, the calculations in his heart had long since faded away in a few words of conversation with Ling Weiran Now, he is really overwhelmed by Lin He Weiran's holy breath, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart that he can help Ling Weiran and realize his beautiful fantasy of the soup kitchen.

"King Zhang Ming? From now on, I'll call you Xiao Wang. If you have anything to do, go and do it first. You don't have to follow me to wait for orders, and I don't have anything to send you. Just help me supervise the porridge. The porridge station has just started to operate, and the population flow is high, I don’t want the people who come here to ask for help not to get the help they expect.” That would deviate from Chu Weizhi’s original intention, Ling Weiran thought in his heart After adding the last sentence, he immediately thought of Chu Weizhi laughing with his cousin, and his heart became even darker.

"Yes, the little one will leave first. If the master has any orders, the little one will always be at the porridge stand, waiting for you at any time."

"Go." After waving King Zhang Ming back, Ling Weiran resumed his previous expression, his face was cloudy, and his handsome cheeks looked a bit angry.

On the first day of operation of the porridge station, 4000 tans of rice were consumed, and [-] refugees flowed in. The number of refugees was shocking. The officials on duty at the porridge station were very distressed. It turned out that this imperial capital, at the foot of the emperor, was prosperous. Such a big public trouble is hidden under the prosperity! !

Because the porridge station is run by Qian Yuyan himself, all the officials working here are Qian Yuyan's confidantes, who share a common ambition like Chu Weizhi, longing for the people in the world to be rich, to have rice to eat, and clothes to walk , but who would have thought that when they thought they had made a big step forward, they would see tragic facts that they had never expected? ? ?

Ling Feng was also deeply touched by this point.In the past, he was focused on making money, seeking power and wealth, just to give Ling Weiran better protection, but now he was shocked and speechless when he saw the scene like the porridge stand.

As for why Ling Feng knew about the situation at the porridge station?The three thousand tans of rice was the answer. They were transported from the Ling Mansion to the porridge station. Although they were forced by the emperor, now Ling Feng felt that it was worth the money.From now on, he will be responsible for all the items needed by the soup kitchen, and it will not be so uncomfortable.What's more, his father is now the master here, this good thing is definitely done on his father's head, and he really becomes a little reluctant to stop after tasting the sweetness, the gods in the sky are watching, maybe they will bless him and Daddy will soon be loving and happy.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth turned upward, the beautiful picture was so real in his mind, he was really longing for it.

He couldn't help quickening his pace, he came here to see his father.

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"Feng'er? Why are you here?"

When Ling Weiran saw Ling Feng, he was immediately at a loss.

"Daddy, this is Daddy's place, I'm afraid Daddy won't be able to handle it, so come and have a look." With a sly smile, Ling Weiran's cramped expression looked very loving in Ling Feng's eyes.

"So it's like this, it's okay, I can handle it. By the way, Dad, do you know Chu Qianqian? Chu Weizhi's cousin." Ling Feng said as if he didn't care, but his eyes were fixed on him. Ling Weiran didn't show a single trace.

cousin?

"Huh? Cousin? Oh hehe...hehe. What's the matter? Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

Sure enough, Daddy, you are too good at hiding.

"That's right. Brother Chu and his cousin have been engaged since they were young. I received the news that Chu Qianqian came back. I guessed that Brother Chu might be happy today, so I came to tell Dad that Dad and him have such a good relationship. When the time comes He will definitely be invited, so Dad should prepare the congratulatory gift early."

Your relationship is so good, it really makes my son jealous.

Ling Feng said differently, a trace of joy of success spread in his heart after seeing Ling Weiran's dimmed face.

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Chu Weizhi: Why did you frame me?

Ling Feng: Don’t you ask the question knowingly?

Ling Weiran: You two have such a good relationship, talking and laughing, how about I hook up with you?

Chu Weizhi, Ling Feng, and the black line.