The Prodigal Son's Happy Life - Chapter 114

[Chapter 114 Relief for the People]

Not to mention Zhao Hao, even the former Fang Xiu, how could he understand the suffering of the world?

Even if you understand it, what’s the point if you don’t experience it yourself?

Somehow, Fang Xiu suddenly remembered that when he persuaded Zhao Yi to pretend to be a female ghost in white with him, he had promised her that he would spend half of his money to help the poor people.

This matter has gradually been forgotten since Zhao Yi left because he was dragged by the Dog Emperor to serve as General Zuo Zhonglang of the Yulin Guard, and also had to take care of the business of Chunfeng Tower, Zhuxuanzhai and the Capital Grand Theater.

It just so happened that this time, I could work with my apprentice and treat it as fulfilling my promise.

Thinking of Zhao Yi, Fang Xiu looked at Zhao Hao and felt that there was some similarity between their eyebrows.

Not to mention, both of them have the same surname as Zhao, and they both like to run away from home. Although they have different temperaments, they may be a family.

After thinking for a while, he asked: “Hao’er, do you know a sister named Zhao Yi?”

Hearing the master’s words, Zhao Hao suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief, and said in surprise: “Master, do you know my sister?” ?”

“”

Fang Xiu was even more surprised than him.

I just asked casually, but I didn’t expect it to be true!

This is too coincidental.

But yes, the emperor has always been afraid of his clan relatives, and there are not many princes staying in the capital.

Since the two of them were named Zhao and both came from noble families, so they happened to be the same family, so it was not so unbelievable.

“Master and your sister are half friends,”

Fang Xiu said with a smile.

Zhao Hao’s pretty face became even more excited when he heard that his master was actually friends with his sister.

But then he felt a little distressed and murmured: “Hao’er is master’s disciple and sister’s brother, so why is sister the master’s?”

Fang Xiu was slightly startled, then a smile appeared on his face and he rubbed Zhao Hao’s hand. He raised his little head and said, “Don’t think about all that mess. I’ll take you out for a walk, master.”

“Okay, master, I haven’t visited the capital yet.”

Hearing that he could go out to play, Zhao Hao rarely behaved like this The child, with excitement on his face, shouted excitedly.

Seeing him like this, Fang Xiu felt a lot more relaxed inexplicably.

He is a child after all.

When Bai Xiaochun heard that the young master wanted to help the poor people, Bai Xiaochun was confused. His first reaction was that the young master had a brain disease.

The second reaction was to ask a doctor.

But then I thought about it, the so-called relief to the poor people is nothing more than giving out porridge, which doesn’t cost much money. If the young master wants to do it, he can’t stop it, and there is no need to stop it.

In this case, why ask a doctor? It might cost more than giving out porridge. Moreover, the young master may not be willing, and he might even beat himself up in return.

Only a fool would do such a thankless thing.

Therefore, he put down what he was doing, went to the accountant’s office to collect money, borrowed a cook from Chunfeng Tower, and started to decorate according to the young master’s instructions.

The place where porridge is given is in the north of the city, which is not as prosperous as the south of the city, and there are naturally more poor people there.

The young master said that if you want to do a good deed, you should do it beautifully, at least it won’t make people think it’s a joke.

No matter what, in a word, be sincere!

Of course, the most important thing is to do it beautifully!

Therefore, I accompanied Mr. Zhao to deliver the letter near the palace, and went to the south of the city early in the morning to arrange it.

In just an hour, more than a dozen sheds were erected in an open space in the north of the city.

Under each shed is an iron pot with porridge in it.

This porridge is no different from the porridge the imperial court gave to the victims. It is filled with genuine millet, and even mixed with white rice and vegetables. It is almost the same as the ten cents a bowl of white porridge in Chunfeng Tower.

This time, the so-called relief to the poor people was spent, and the food alone was enough to buy nearly 500 taels.

In addition, news was released early that Mr. Fang was going to help poor people in the north of the city.

Anyone can come here with a bowl to receive porridge. For a whole day,

all comers are welcome. For a while, the people who got the news were grateful for Mr. Fang’s kindness.

But many people thought hard for a long time, but they couldn’t think of anything good that Mr. Fang had done before.

In the end, I could only sigh in my heart: Mr. Fang can be considered a good person,

and this is just Fang Xiu. It would have been impossible for anyone else to add the word ‘also’.

The next day, early in the morning, at dawn, Xiu’er went into the house and changed Fang Xiu’s clothes.

Fang Xiu was a little sleepy and asked in a daze: “Why is it so early today?”

Xiu’er was a little surprised and replied: “Master, you asked your servant to come earlier, saying that you would take your apprentice to the north of the city to help the poor people. “Have you forgotten?”

Fang Xiu finally came to his senses and nodded: “Yes, we want to help the people. Where is Hao’er?”

Xiu’er looked a little strange and replied, “Master Zhao is waiting at the door. What about you?”

Fang Xiu was a little embarrassed.

This disciple of his was only a half-year-old child, but he actually got up earlier than himself. In fact

, Fang Xiu suddenly became more awake, smiled, and said, “Young Master Zhao is a bit too awkward to call me. From now on, you guys will.” Just like me, everyone calls him Hao’er.”

Xiu’er lowered her head and whispered, “I am a servant. Since Master Zhao is the apprentice of the young master, he is a noble one.”

Hearing this, Fang Xiu became a little unhappy. .

A child, someone from the mansion, Mr. Zhao, called Mr. Zhao, and it was really awkward for him to hear.

So she put on a straight face and said, “Then from now on, are you going to call me Mr. Fang?”

Xiu’er was startled: “Master”

was interrupted by Fang Xiu before he could speak: “Okay, it’s just a title. This matter has been settled. I will tell Hao’er later. Don’t talk about Mr. Zhao anymore.”

Xiu’er couldn’t resist Fang Xiu, so she nodded obediently and whispered: “Yes, Master. “

Fang Xiu smiled, pinched Xiu’er’s ears, and walked out of the house.

Sure enough, a small figure stood upright in the center of the yard, looking a bit like Cheng Menlixue.

Fang Xiu stepped forward, looked at the young face, and asked: “How long have you been waiting?” When

Zhao Hao saw his master, he was a little confused at first, but immediately became more energetic and said with a smile: “Disciple just got up, didn’t you? “

How long should you wait?”

Sometimes this child really doesn’t act like a child.

Fang Xiu smiled and said, “My teacher told me to take you around the capital. Now that you are ready, let’s go.”

Zhao Hao showed excitement on his face and shouted excitedly: “Yes , Master! “

There has been a carriage waiting outside Fang Mansion for a long time.

Fang Xiu stepped onto the carriage, followed by Zhao Hao.

After the two of them were seated firmly, the carriage began to drive slowly toward the north of the city.

Along the way, many people who got up early to work looked surprised when they saw this carriage.

What those people in Fang Mansion said turned out to be true!

(End of chapter)