Daxiangguo Temple is a good place for Buddhism, and it collects countless incense money from good men and women on weekdays, and it is natural that it will not be stingy when it comes to famine - from porridge to old clothes, to renting out the temple's own grange to those tenants who have been taken away, or recruiting men in the store...... All in all, it's not a charity of its time, but it's still a charity, and this one is no exception.

After a night of wind and rain, there have been 2560 people gathered in the greenhouse in front of the Great Xiangguo Temple, among which there are many people who go to the east, west, north and south to inquire, and bring all kinds of news from time to time.

For example, the tribute courtyard in the northeast corner of the city has been flooded, for example, the rice shop in the northwest of the city has been robbed, for example, the rich and noble family has been looted...... All in all, although there will be no danger in other high-lying places for a while, it is always an indisputable fact that water enters Kaifeng City. The thought of their houses and belongings being soaked in water makes people complain for days.

So, when the closed mountain gate opened, and a few young walkers who had not yet shaved their heads walked out wearing hats, people couldn't help but be stunned. In the puzzled eyes of more than 100 people, these little walkers solemnly handed people wooden cards engraved with numbers in their hands. Everyone who took the wooden sign was inexplicable, and they really didn't know what it was for.

It wasn't until everyone took one of these wooden signs that a little walker cleared his throat and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the abbot said that the water will not be able to recede for a while and a half, and everyone is in a hurry to come out of the house, even if they bring dry food, it will not be too much, so from today onwards, according to this number plate porridge." ”

As soon as they heard the news, everyone was overjoyed, even if they had dry food on their bodies to survive a few days. After all, this free three meals a day is definitely a good thing for poor families. At the moment, more than 100 people, regardless of whether they believe in Buddhism or not, all of them clasp their palms together and act as pious, looking like a good man and a woman.

"It stands to reason that the family is based on compassion, and if there are still people coming in the future, the Great Xiangguo Temple should also be treated equally, but this food is really not much, so I can only consider everyone here today. If there are too many people in the future, your bowl of porridge will only become half a bowl, so I have to bear with me......"

Before the little walker finished speaking, he was interrupted by a lean man: "Daxiangguo Temple can give porridge to us people, it is already infinite mercy and kindness, how can you let others disturb this great good deed?" What this little master said is right, and everyone will keep the number plate in the future, and the place in front of the Great Xiangguo Temple will be managed by all of us! ”

People are selfish, and those who drag their mouths think that they can get food and clothing, where can they still think about others, so they all agree with it, thinking that no matter what method they use, they must not let outsiders in, and some people even discuss how to keep trouble out of the door in advance, how to send fake news to drive outsiders away, and so on.

After the little walker turned around and shouted, two huge wooden barrels were lifted out of the Great Xiangguo Temple, and bowls of steaming porridge were distributed to everyone. Although the porridge was pitifully thin, it was better than nothing in these famine seasons, and the monks who served the porridge were full of each bowl, so everyone was satisfied in their hearts, so they became more and more determined not to let outsiders come to take food.

Seeing that everyone's faces were filled with happy and contented smiles—even though this happy satisfaction was likely to be built on the pain of more people—Zhang Yue couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

He is not an emperor or a parental official, and he may not even have enough ability to protect the relatives in front of him, so naturally he will not think that a saint can help the world. It's enough to be able to maintain the current situation, although it's better to cry all the way than to cry all the way as a family, but now it's good to have a family laughing.

Seeing that there were people in the crowd who consciously maintained order and everything was in order, he led a few small walkers towards the mountain gate. However, before he could reach the door, a snarky voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"When did the nephew of the dignified British duke, the third son of the Xiangfu Zhang family, become a little monk of the Great Xiangguo Temple?"

Zhang Yue wore a hat on his head and a cloak on his body, but his real purpose was not to shelter from the rain, but to prevent others from recognizing him. In fact, if he hadn't failed to teach these little walkers his words, he wouldn't have shown his face in front of people at all - this is not a glorious deed at all, what did he show off?

At this moment, without looking back, he could also feel countless hot gazes, stabbing his vest with a faint pain. If a curse could kill, he could be sure that the hateful creature had died a hundred and eighty times.

Countless thoughts passed through his mind in an instant, and then he turned around calmly and calmly, looking intently at the guy who suddenly appeared. It took a lot of effort for him to recognize that this benevolent brother was a kid attached to the clan science, the kind who didn't learn anything and liked to tie people.

"When did I say I was from Daxiangguoji?" Without waiting for the man to answer, he smiled and arched his hand towards the commotion crowd, and said seriously, "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, I am indeed the third child of the Zhang family, and this time I also took refuge in Daxiangguo Temple. Seeing that the abbot was embarrassed by the matter of giving up porridge, I volunteered to help with this, also so that everyone would not go hungry. If you can't believe me, then you can ask a few little masters, as well as the master who sends porridge over there. ”

The powerful cannot be trusted, but is a ten-year-old worthy of trust?

The people who had just been shaken by the two gold-lettered signboards of the British Gonghe Xiangfu Zhang family had to ask the big monks and the little walkers for verification, and of course they got only one answer - because the people in these temples saw the abbot master and Zhang Yue come out together, and personally nodded and agreed to Zhang Yue's plan. So, when everyone thought that they could maintain food and clothing, they had to thank others, and their eyes, which were still a little complicated just now, changed in an instant.

That's a little grace! Besides, the reputation of the Zhang family has always been good, can it still make some friends?

Seeing that the guy who was looking for fault was suddenly submerged in the flow of people rushing forward, Zhang Yue was startled, and after taking a few steps back, he found that the people who came up were all grateful without exception, and vaguely revealed some kind of meaning that could be associated, so he let go of his heart, so he smiled with an approachable face and called uncle, aunt, uncle and aunt - anyway, now he is not a child but also a child, and he will not lose a piece of meat if he screams.

Although he is not a golden boy with pink makeup like Zhang Zhen, however, at this juncture, he plays the role of a kind-hearted boy far better than a famous prodigy, and not long after a woman holds the child and asks him to touch the top, saying that it is to pray for blessings. After tossing and turning for a whole hour, he was able to return to the temple safely, and the clothes on his back vest were completely wet.

He really understood a truth - it's tiring to pretend to be a child, and it's even more tiring to pretend to be a good person - after all, he is not a child in his bones, and at the same time he is not a good person.

PS: I woke up at six o'clock today, why can't I sleep well lately, tangled...... Today's first update, ask for recommendation votes. The second shift will be around 11 p.m. In the afternoon I have to go to the exam, and in the evening I have dinner with people. God forbid me to pass that damn Chinese Chinese Literature exam, or I'll have to take it next year!