The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Yes, my daughter thinks so, so I want to start from the south of the city. As you know, the people in the south of the city are suffering. As long as we give them some benefits, they will be grateful. At that time, we will make use of them to make a good reputation in Beijing."

Song Changyun nodded again and again: "Dad agrees with you very much. You go to the south of the city now. Dad will find some powerful dark guards for you and ask them to ensure your safety."

"Thank you, Dad!" Song Lianzhi nodded slightly.

When song Lianzhi's carriage came to the south of the city, it was obvious that it was different from the prosperity of the capital. The people here were obviously dressed a little lower. In particular, there were many beggars around the roadside, trying to ask for something. But most of the people were in a hurry and ignored them. Everyone was living in poverty. Who could give alms to others?

At this time, song Lianzhi's little servant girl first asked, "second lady? Where shall we start? "

Song Lianzhi looked around and said, "from those beggars? There are many of them and they are distributed in every corner of the capital. Now the quickest way is to use them to build momentum. "

The little servant girl couldn't help but weigh the money in hand and said, "do we want to give them money?"

Song Lianzhi quickly shook his head to stop: "of course not, what we have to do is to give them porridge. You quickly order someone to build a porridge shed. Let's do good deeds in the name of the Song family and build momentum for me, the second miss of the Song family, by virtue of her reputation."

The little servant girl nodded: "I'll do it now."

After a while, the maid hired someone to build a porridge shed, and then song Lianzhi ordered someone to cook the sweet porridge. The delicious smell soon attracted many beggars.

People are afraid to move forward, have looked at Song Lianzhi busy in the porridge shed.

At this time, the little servant girl took the lead in saying: "everyone is hungry. This is the second lady of Song family, the second sister of the queen. She sympathizes with everyone's loneliness and helplessness, so she wants to share the worries for the queen and her future husband, the emperor. So she set up this porridge shed, so that you can eat hot and sweet porridge."

At this time, someone asked, "is this sweet porridge free for Miss Song er?"

The little servant girl quickly replied: "of course, we don't need money. But the second miss of the Song family has taken her own money to do good for everyone."

At this time, a ragged little boy ran to the little servant girl and said, "sister, can you give me a bowl of sweet porridge?"

When the little maid Ji Xiang saw him, she was almost not fumigated by his bad smell. Just when she wanted to reprimand him, she suddenly thought of today's goal, so she had to endure nausea and said with a smile: "OK, you wait. My sister is going to serve you porridge."

At this time, song Lianzhi didn't know where to bring the copper basin. She wiped the little boy with the soaked brocade cloth and talked to him gently, which made the little boy flattered.

At this time, the auspicious sweet porridge was also filled. After the little boy took it, he threw song Lianzhi away and ran away.

Song Lianzhi was not upset. She clapped her hands subconsciously and said, "everyone line up. There are many sweet porridge. Everyone has a share."

Seeing that the second miss of the Song family was actually doing porridge, they rushed to the scene. Some people even secretly took a bowl from their home to ask for porridge. For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

Fortunately, song Lianzhi had been on guard for a long time. She took a few dark guards to protect her behind. It was like a big mountain, which kept the people away from her. All day long, the people in the south of the city knew that the queen had a second brother, who was a very kind-hearted young lady. She would help them with porridge, and even helped them with porridge herself.

The news spread quickly in the south of the city. Some important officials of the court also heard that the second lady of the Song Dynasty had done good deeds. She was deeply popular with the people and even looked up to the Song Dynasty.

The next day in the court hall, almost every courtier was talking about the good deeds of congee in the south of the city. After hearing this, song Changyun felt that his daughter was more intelligent and loved by the people in this way.

Xuanyuansheng couldn't hide a lot of important things in the court, but he didn't think deeply. He only thought that since the Song family had money to do these things and could be good to the people, it was understandable. He also thought that if all the officials in the capital could be like song Lianzhi, he would save a lot of thought.

In the court hall, people from the song Changyun school began to sing praises for his daughter, which xuanyuansheng did not deny. He just said in a low voice: "Song Qing is really a good teacher. This kind of practice that can benefit the people should be followed by many noble women in the capital, and it can also show the style of noble women in the capital of Jinxi Dynasty."

In fact, xuanyuansheng's words are very poisonous. She immediately set song Lianzhi as a moral benchmark. The officials in the court naturally have different opinions on this matter. For example, some people say that she is in the limelight and wants to attract other people's attention.

Song Changyun didn't want to offend everyone to death. He just fell on the ground respectfully and said, "my daughter just hopes to do something for the people of Jinxi, and doesn't ask for credit."

An official nearby followed Leng hum: "since Mr. Song doesn't ask for credit, why should everyone know? Is this kind of publicity a plot? "

Song Changyun's face suddenly turned black and blue. Instead of opening his mouth, he motioned to the people around him. The man said, "according to Mr. Chen's idea, the officials of Jinxi Dynasty are not allowed to do good deeds? Don't ask the people's sufferings, only raise in boudoir? "

Mr. Chen suddenly changed his color and argued: "I didn't mean that. I just said that since it's a good thing to do, we should keep a low profile. Now that all the noisy people in the capital know about it, it's easy to be criticized, isn't Mr. Song?"

Seeing him call his name, song Changyun snorted coldly: "my daughter also wants to keep a low profile, but the people don't agree. Who can stop the people in the world?"

Mr. Chen's face is red and his ears are red when he refutes him. He doesn't speak any more now, but he has no hidden resentment at the bottom of his eyes.

Song Changyun bowed his hand and said, "emperor, the so-called good deeds are done by heart. When Lian Zhi was originally in the south of Sui Dynasty, she experienced the drought. She deeply understood the sufferings of the people, so when she returned to Beijing, she realized the hardships of the people more and more. She used her own money to make porridge in the south of the city. When other women were buying expensive jewelry, she saved money to buy rice, All she did was to share the emperor's worries. If the south of the city is stable, the capital is stable, and the imperial court is stable! "