Di daughter is easy to marry: the stunning princess

Chapter 126 Good reputation

It was another pouring rain, and it was raining in Anyang City in autumn.The damp and cold air unique to the south of the Yangtze River soaked in. Jin Xi sat on the couch, wearing jacket and a blanket around her legs, but she still felt cold.The air-conditioning infiltrates into the bones inch by inch from the pores, and then spreads out from the bones. In the end, it is impossible to tell whether the room is cold or the heart is cold.

The price of rice in Anyang City rose three times a day, and now the price of a bucket of rice has increased by more than 50 times compared to before the flood, so it is impossible to buy rice with real money.The price of rice has skyrocketed, and people have to eat it, but who has the money to buy rice.

The porridge served by the prefect's yamen every day is so clear that people can be seen. It is more accurate to say it is porridge than rice soup.Even if it is rice soup, not everyone can get it. Less than half an hour a day, the porridge shed is closed, and there are wolf-like officials watching, and there are ruffians who follow suit. The beatings were so severe that the old, weak, women and children couldn't even reach the side of the porridge shed.

Seeing that their family members were starving to death, many families began to sell their fields, houses and shops. Some even carried the coffins that had been prepared for many years to pawnshops.

According to common sense, at this time, the flood is vast, and Anyang City is already an isolated island. If the city wall collapses, the houses and pavements will be in ruins when the flood floods.But the owners of all the money and pawnshops in Anyang City seem to believe that nothing will happen to Anyang, not only will they not refuse anyone, they will even open day and night, as long as someone comes to the door, they will not refuse.Of course, the price is less than a cent.

In order to survive, poor people who have no property have already started to sell their sons and daughters... There are complaints in Anyang City. As a parent, Zhou Bohai pretends to be sick and hides in the inner courtyard, not even going to the yamen.

"Girl, Mr. Qin is serving the porridge!" Mama Ai stepped forward happily. Jin Xi was not happy when she heard this, but was startled, "Who? Who gave the porridge?" At this time, apart from the yamen, even if the rich family has Rice, no one dares to give porridge, it is one thing to keep it for life-saving, but more importantly, it is afraid that the victims will loot it.

Mama Ai thought that Jinxi didn't believe her, so she immediately continued: "It's true, this old slave just saw Mr. Qin serving porridge in the porridge shed with his own eyes, and the porridge really came according to the rules. Mr. Qin is called Buddha!"

"This bastard!" Jin Xi's heart was burning with anger. She thought that this bastard was just black and wanted to make money for the country, but she didn't expect to learn how to make a name for herself. She really underestimated this bastard!
Although seeing is believing, but Jin Xi stood outside the porridge shed, looking at Qin Xiao standing behind a big iron pot as tall as a person, with his sleeves rolled up and serving porridge for the victims with his own hands, he still found it inconceivable.Is this serious guy really Qin Xiao?If it weren't for the shallow scar extending from the tip of the brow to the inside of the temple, Jin Xi really thought that the person in front of him was just a resemblance to Qin Xiao.

Look at Qin Xiao and look at the victims outside the porridge shed who are waiting for several miles to receive the porridge. The queue is neat, and every 20 or more people stand a soldier from the navy yamen to maintain order.In the porridge shed, there are four or five cauldrons that are as tall as one person are steaming, and in the shed built with moso bamboo in the back, there are hundreds of sacks neatly stacked, each of which is bulging and piled up like a hill. Same.The top corners are not tied tightly, and the white rice is still exposed.

At this moment, there is nothing more comforting than food. With these hundreds of bags of rice piled up, Anyang will not be in chaos!Thinking that the rice would be enough for the victims for half a month, Jin Xi finally let out a long sigh of relief.If the relief food from the imperial court is not enough within half a month, it can only be said that the sky is about to die.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Jinxi from a distance, Qin Xiao threw down the big iron spoon in his hand, turned over and jumped out of the pot, stood in front of Jinxi in three steps, looked her up and down, and joked with a smile : "Where's your bowl? I'll give you a thick bowl!"

Jin Xi gritted his teeth a few times, but he still didn't swear out the word bastard that came to his lips.Whether it's for the sake of fame, or for a while, he did save many people's lives and helped many people keep their wealth.Otherwise, after the flood, these people would not have been reduced to beggars.

"What can I help?" Qin Xiao picked out his ears, thinking that he had heard it wrong, then looked up at Jin Xi who was flushed, and couldn't help but smile, "Do you really want to help?"

Jin Xi nodded, but heard Qin Xiao say: "Young master has been tired all morning, pour me a cup of tea!"

According to his usual temperament, if Qin Xiao teased her so obviously, Jin Xi would definitely be furious.Today was unexpected for Qin Xiao, she walked into the porridge shed, took a clean bowl and rinsed it with boiling water twice, did not see the teapot, then poured the bowl of boiling water, fanned it lightly with a fan and handed it to Qin Xiao, With a soft eyebrow, he said: "You can take a sip first. I will send someone to bring tea later."

Seeing Qin Xiao staring at her with his mouth wide open as if frightened, Jin Xi was stunned for a moment. Could it be that she is a tigress in the eyes of this guy, who can't speak nicely?

After thinking about it again, Qin Xiao felt that he might dislike the lack of tea and didn't want to drink it, so he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help stabbing Qin Xiao: "Okay, don't put on airs as a young master, and don't even look at what time it is, it would be nice to have something to eat .”

"What if it's bitter?" Qin Xiao really frowned, Jin Xi really wanted to slap him over with his mouth, how could plain boiled water be bitter?Not wanting to embarrass him in front of everyone, Jin Xi angrily lowered her head and showed him the drink, "You can't kill yourself!"

The bowl in his hand was snatched away before he finished speaking, and when he looked up again, Qin Xiao raised his neck and poured half of the remaining water into his mouth.

"It's true that I've used it before!" Jin Xi was completely speechless, this kind of picky guy would be nitpicking, even if he was vague, he wouldn't even dislike the bowls used by others. I really don't know whether he is really particular or not.

I don't dislike it!Qin Xiao curled up his mouth and smiled without saying a word, turned around and took Jinxi into the bamboo shed where the food was stored, pointed at the neatly stacked sacks and said with a smile: "How about it, my lord, the food is enough for half a month Alright!" His voice was high-pitched, as if he was showing off to Jin Xi, or as if he was deliberately speaking to the disaster victims who were waiting outside for the porridge.

Jin Xi remained silent, feeling that Qin Xiao's behavior today was particularly weird.Although this guy is out of tune, but based on her understanding, she is definitely not a boastful person. If it is for the sake of reputation, there is no need to do it!
There are many people in the porridge shed, and Jin Xi, who is disguised as a man, dare not stay longer, in case someone with sharp eyes recognizes her and sees her with Qin Xiao, the rumor of an illegitimate child may spread more happily.Although the body is not afraid of crooked shadows, you can't rush to find someone to pour sewage on your head, right?

Hurriedly returning home from the porridge shed, Jin Xi remembered that there was an important matter that she had not told Qin Xiao, but when she thought of the sacks filled with grain in the bamboo shed, piled up like a hill, what she said would not be said. It doesn't matter anymore.The little rice I saved from between my teeth is really useless, so to donate rice at this time is like grabbing Qin Xiao's reputation.

Qin Xiao gave porridge in Anyang, although it was a kind act, it was tantamount to slapping Anyang Hou and Anyang Magistrate hard on the face.The former is a prince, usually supported by the people in the fiefdom, but when there is a natural disaster, he doesn't say a word and doesn't care about the people's life or death.The latter is a parent who only puts on a show every day and puts rice soup for half an hour to fool ghosts. Compared with Qin Xiao's porridge that can't be poured with chopsticks in the porridge shed, it is a world of difference.

In just a few days, there was a lot of scolding and praise in Anyang City, of course Anyang Hou and Zhou Bohai were scolding, and Qin Xiao was naturally praising.The scolding was getting louder day by day, and even the fact that there was no food in the house was exposed.Immediately, the crowd was furious, thousands of people who had lost their property surrounded the gate of the government office, insisting on Zhou Bohai to give an explanation.Usually, the yamen servants who pretend to be powerful, but dare to hide behind the gates of the government yamen, and dare not breathe when facing the turbulent people.

The front door couldn't be broken open, someone yelled, and nearly a hundred victims went straight to the inner office of the Zhou Mansion, smashed the back door and rushed in.

Mama Ai and Qing Xing turned pale with fright, and tremblingly held tables, chairs and benches against the door.One was carrying a kitchen knife and the other was carrying scissors, standing in front of Jinxi, as if the trouble outside was not the disaster victims but a tiger that wanted to eat people.

Jin Xi sighed silently, "Open the door!"

Mama Ai and Qing Xing turned their heads together, as if they didn't hear what Jin Xi said clearly.It took a while for Ai's mother to cry: "Girl, don't be afraid, even if this old slave fights his old life, he won't let these goddamn thieves bully the girl!"

Jin Xi smiled wryly and moved the tables and chairs against the door. Not only would this not stop the rioting victims, but it would irritate them. Zhou Bohai vowed to be a coward, and now he didn’t know where he was hiding. As a result, the situation will be even more difficult to clean up tomorrow.

Pushing open the rear window, Jin Xi asked Ai's mother to climb over the wall and go out of the house to find Jin Feng, who was helping Qin Xiao's porridge shed, to come back for help.Turning around, tidying up his clothes, he pushed open the door and walked out slowly to meet hundreds of victims holding sticks, "I am the daughter of Zhou Zhifu, Zhou family Jinxi, my father is so worried that he can't see guests, what do you have?" You can come to me as much as you want, and I will convey it."

The girl in front of her was wearing a bun, her stature was not as tall as the shoulders of the people in front of her, her face was not yet fully opened, and she looked childish, but there was a calmness and composure in her eyes that did not match her age.

Being stared at by her black and clear eyes that were free from impurities, the man in front who was holding a thick bowl with a whistle involuntarily took two steps back.As soon as he retreated, the people behind him also took a step back, and the people behind did not know what happened, so they also retreated.

Seeing that this young man with a bluish-black birthmark on his face was the leader, Jinxi focused all his attention on him, "I'm Jinxi Zhou, what's your name?"

"Ah? I..." The young man swallowed twice but didn't know what to say. No matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that Jin Xi would announce his family name, and then asked his name, but he couldn't use a word he had thought up earlier.Jin Xi was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for his reply, the courtyard of Hexiangwu was completely silent for a while.In the eyes of outsiders, hundreds of victims screaming for beating and killing were forced to retreat by a weak girl. The scene was extremely strange.

"My name is Zhou Qingniu." The young man seemed to be a real person, and when the little girl asked his name crisply, his face flushed, and he held back a word for a while.

Jin Xi smiled and said, "So we were all of the same clan 500 years ago, we were one family. In that case, should Brother Zhou come into the room with me and talk slowly, or should I lift the chair out and let's sit in the yard in front of everyone?" Face to face?"

(End of this chapter)