"Mr. Zhu is almost out of food, please see if this is the account." The quarantine officer came to Zhu Wanliu with a book of accounts to report.

"Let's take a look." Zhu Wanliu took over the account and found that the remaining food was enough to eat for two days at most.

It's enough for two days for the army to eat, not enough for two days for the refugees to eat.

"I don't know what those idiots are doing!" Zhu Wanliu threw the account on the table and roared.

Yes, the idiot he called was either someone else or the officials in the west of Shaanxi. He had learned the origin of these refugees. A group of white scarf soldiers wearing white scarfs were rebelling on the west side, which had already made the three palaces messy. Most of these people came from the three palaces. Now the White scarf army has reached the capital of Fengxiang Mansion, so a large number of people in Fengxiang Mansion began to move to the east, and the only way to go to Xi'an Mansion is the only one in the east.

However, checkpoints were set up on the road, and the people could not pass by and could only gather at the checkpoints.

It just so happens that there is a government place to serve porridge. Can they still leave if there is such a good thing? There is no need to eat if you leave. There are still people here to take care of the food, so there are more and more people outside Xi'an Prefecture.

"Why would Lord Zhu open the checkpoint and release people through Xi'an Prefecture?" Luo Xiucai suggested.

"No! Absolutely not!" Zhu Wanliu shook his head and refused without thinking.

When His Majesty left, he issued an order that no one was allowed to pass through Xi'an Prefecture, so he would never order refugees to pass. This is his highest purpose as a soldier and obey orders.

Once Your Majesty’s order is issued, even if the Heavenly King comes, it must not be changed unless you step over his body.

Xiucai Luo could only shook his head with a sigh. He felt that he had really tried his best. Unexpectedly, Lord Zhu was so tragic. He would rather reduce the rations of the army than give refugees to him. This was the first time he had met such an official.

Another way left is to ask Jixiang Grain Shop for food, but for some reason, Lord Zhu is also unwilling to do so, just as stubborn as he is unwilling to let refugees leave.

No one knew that Zhu Youxiao taught the people of the Tianzhu Army. They were the royal army, so they should never contact the Zhu family members who were not outside Zhu Youxiao. This is a taboo that will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

So Zhu Wanliu refused to touch the Qin Palace. He grew up in the palace and didn't know the human nature outside. He only knew one thing, that is, listen to him if you are with him, and do whatever he asks you to do. It's absolutely right to be obedient.

As long as you contact the vassal king once, there will be a second time, and it will sink deeper and deeper, and you will slowly kill yourself.

Zhu Wanliu and others, who were thinking about countermeasures inside, seemed to hear quarrels and other quarrels coming from outside.

"Mr. Jun is going to give him more stuttering. This is all watery and I'm so hungry that I can't stand it anymore." A big man with skin and bones begged begging next to the porridge shed with a bowl.

The Huo Tou Jun who was selling porridge was also full of bitterness and said helplessly: "Brother, we don't give it to you, you have seen it. There are so many people behind you. If you give it to the people behind you, you will go hungry."

"Mr. Junjun, it's not that I'm ignorant, but you can count the soup in this bowl to see how many grains of rice are in it. At most, it can quench your thirst. Once you urinate, you will lose everything."

"There is nothing, there is nothing, there is only so much food, today is still good, and tomorrow may even be gone. Let's go, next one!"

"Why.........."

"Slow down!" At this time, a pair of hands blocked the man's face.

"Let me see the porridge here!" Zhu Youxiao reached out and wanted to bring the man's porridge, but the man protected the bowl and looked at Zhu Youxiao with a vigilant look as if he was here to grab it.

"This is for you! Change it!" Zhu Youxiao took out a bread from his pocket and tore it off and handed it to the man. Sure enough, the man smelled it and handed it to Zhu Youxiao very happy.

After taking the bowl, Zhu Youxiao looked at the rice soup. It was clear and he counted carefully about more than twenty grains of rice.

This big bowl contains at least one liter of rice soup, and there are only more than twenty grains of rice in a liter of rice soup!

"Okay! Very good!"

"What's going on! What's going on!" Zhu Youxiao threw the bowl on the table in the porridge shed, and the rice dumplings inside were sprinkled on the table. When the men saw it, they were so distressed that they almost licked the rice dumplings.

"Say! This is for people to eat, and the tea you drink can satisfy your hunger than this!"

"Are you ignorant of the food?" Zhu Youxiao shouted in anger.

This is the Tianzhu Army that he has been very easy to train. If even the Tianzhu Army has embezzled the lives of the people's life-saving food, then the Ming Dynasty will be over and I am powerless to return the world!

So Zhu Youxiao broke out, and he didn't even know whether he should be angry or sad.

The Huo Tou Jun looked at Zhu Youxiao with his head down and no one dared to say anything.

"Where is Zhu Wanliu! Where did Zhu Wanliu go! Let him die for me! Let him die with his head! Go and take Zhu Wanliu's head over to me! Take it over!" Zhu Youxiao shouted and asked Cao Bianjiao to kill Zhu Wanliu.

He felt that he was blind and could not see such a treacherous person.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. I think there must be a hidden secret in it. Old Zhu is not like this. Please call him over and ask." Cao Bianjiao quickly defended Zhu Wanliu. He had been partnering with Zhu Wanliu for a while and felt that Zhu Wanliu was not like this.

"The facts are in front of me! Are my eyes blind? I can't see this!" Zhu Youxiao slapped the big jar serving rice with his hands.

"Your Majesty, I will meet you!" Zhu Wanliu saw Zhu Youxiao who was furious when he arrived, and then knelt down on one knee to salute.

What followed was Zhu Youxiao's kick, and Zhu Wanliu was kicked to the ground all at once.

Zhu Wanliu, who was kicked to the ground, struggled hard to get up, but he didn't get up and just turned around with difficulty. Cao Bianjiao went up and helped him up.

"I'll ask you! What is the standard for serving porridge! Ah!"

"The chopsticks are not falling down!" Zhu Wanliu pursed his dry lips and stood firmly.

"Then let's see if the chopsticks are standing upside down! Is this?" Zhu Youxiao grabbed a handful of chopsticks and put them in the rice soup. After the chopsticks sink, they floated up quickly and then floated on the rice soup.

"I just want to ask you if you are standing chopsticks that don't fall down! Isn't it fall down?" Zhu Youxiao slapped the jar hard. He was now in a feeling of disappointment that he was betrayed by the whole world.
Chapter completed!