After Li Zhaofan finished speaking, he had not received a response for a long time.

He glanced at his father standing next to him with some confusion.

But I saw Li Dongyang looking at him with meaningful gaze without saying anything.

Li Zhaofan looked at this look and said in a panic: "Father, father, am I wrong?"

"As the saying goes, he asked these refugee beggars to eat steamed buns today, but what about tomorrow? What about the next day? What about the next?"

“Give these…”

Li Dongyang spoke slowly and interrupted him.

"So you'll just say, at least he did."

Li Zhaofan's words were choked in his throat and looked at Li Dongyang next to him in a daze.

As Li Dongyang's stepson, he has not been adopted for a long time.

He has always kept in mind the teachings of the clan and sincerely admired Li Dongyang, so he has always been very filial.

This year, Li Dongyang also asked him for a degree from the Imperial College. He is diligent and his studies are acceptable.

Two fathers and sons have always been able to maintain a superficial fatherly kindness and filial piety.

However, Li Zhaofan also knew that his deceased brother, like Li Dongyang, was known as a child prodigy.

No matter how hard I work, I will never be able to turn from a young man to a child prodigy...

Li Zhaofan said quietly: "Father, father, I was wrong..."

Li Dongyang said lightly, "We read the saint's books to help His Majesty govern the country well and to seek welfare for the people."

"Although the words of the saints should be kept in mind, if you can ignore the people who starve to death before you, then what you learn is nothing but hypocritical benevolence, righteousness and morality."

——A person like this, once an official, is just a corpse and a foodie...

Li Dongyang didn't say a word afterwards.

Although this stepson is not smart enough, he is still very filial to himself.

Seeing him listening to his teachings in a respectful way, the expression on Li Dongyang's face also eased a little.

Li Zhaofan scratched his head embarrassedly: "Father, I was wrong..."

Li Dongyang shook his head and looked at the young man outside the city gate again.

The clothes on his body can be seen to be not ordinary people.

So many ragged people surrounded him, and his dirty hands kept reaching out. Although he frowned slightly, he did not dodge at all.

It was just this frowning that Li Dongyang felt that he liked the eyes no matter how he looked at it.

In that situation, if you can remain calm and smile, you are a living Bodhisattva.

The one who frowned slightly but still did not hide is the real living person!

Li Dongyang took Li Zhaofan over and asked the soldiers guarding the gate: "Who is outside the gate?"

The soldier guarding the gate took a breath when he saw the visitor and immediately knelt down on one knee to salute: "Li, Master Li..."

Li Dongyang waved his hand, making no one around him have to salute.

The soldier guarding the gate said honestly: "When I say to Mr. Li, this person is named Zhao Ce. He came from Lingnan and was enthroned by the Emperor not long ago."

"oh?"

Li Dongyang said with interest: "He is Yongxibo, who was recently canonized?"

He naturally heard about Yongxibo's enthronement.

I heard that this man was a scholar, but he made military achievements again and again.

The emperor loved his talent. With the help of the Liu family father and son, he was granted his title and summoned him to Beijing to study at the Imperial College.

It turns out that it's just such a young man...

Zhao Ce had already handed all the steamed buns in his hand. He looked at the sky and it was not enough time to ask someone to come and give them some hot porridge and water.

He had no choice but to hand the cloth that had just wrapped the bun in his hand to a woman next to him holding a child.

The woman took it with great gratitude, and the others also asked Zhao Ce to kneel down and thank him.

Zhao Ce waved his hand and turned around and walked into the city without waiting for them to kneel down.

The servant beside Zhao Ce is named Chen Liang, and he was bought together with Chen Wu.

He asked curiously: "The master just did a good thing, why don't he wait for them to thank him before leaving?"

Zhao Ce laughed and shook his head: "What I did is just a trivial thing, and I can't stand such a big gift."

Looking at the snow that began to float again in the sky, Zhao Ce frowned and said, "It will start to snow again this day, and I don't know if these people can last until tomorrow."

As a modern person, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t have the ability.

If you have the ability, it is really difficult to see Zhao Ce starving to death in front of him.

But time is limited, so he can't do much, so he can only give one hot steamed bun one by one.

While the two of them were talking, they had already pulled their horses back into the city.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city kept watching Zhao Ce's actions, and did not re-verify his identity, so they directly let him into the city.

When Zhao Ce walked into the city, he saw the old and young man standing at the gate of the city just now, as if looking at him.

Zhao Ce thought about it and pulled the horse to approach.

"This old man, did I disturb you just now?"

The capital is full of officials. Zhao Ce must have no desire to have conflicts with others when he first arrived.

I was in a hurry to deliver steamed buns just now, so I might have been faster riding a horse.

It would be better to apologize to the people honestly.

Li Dongyang looked at the polite young man in front of him, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He asked with a smile, "Are you the Yongxibo from Lingnan?"

Zhao Ce nodded and said, "That's right, I don't know who you are?"

Li Dongyang smiled and said, "I am not an important person."

"I was just curious when I saw you just distributing steamed buns outside the city."

"Curious?" Zhao Ce looked at him in confusion.

Li Dongyang asked with a smile: "You sent steamed buns today, will you come again tomorrow? What about the next day? What about the next day?"

"The heavy snow has been going on, and there will be more and more vagrants and beggars. How long can you last with a steamed bun?"

Li Zhaofan looked at his father in surprise.

Isn’t this what I just said? Why did my father ask this young man?

Zhao Ce was also stunned for a moment, obviously feeling a little funny about the old man’s problem.

This old man looks extraordinary, why does he look like a reincarnation of a sage spirit?

Zhao Ce spread his hands and said, "I just happened to see you today, so I bought some food for them."

"As for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, even heavy snow will continue..."

"How long can these refugee beggars last? This is not the question I should consider."

Li Dongyang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhao Ce.

Zhao Ce shook his head and said, "I am just an ordinary person."
Chapter completed!