"Ah! It's back! It's back! It's hard to beat the court's porridge crew. None of you can leave!"

The person who spoke was Mr. Bai holding a folding fan in his hand. When he saw the refugees queuing up to receive the porridge, he was immediately furious.

A large number of refugees gathered outside the capital. In addition to the government, there were also large wealthy merchants opening porridge sheds.

But the porridge sheds are very far away, and it is the first one to open next to the government porridge shed like Li Fan.

More importantly, the rice porridge cooked by Li Fan cannot bear the chopsticks, which is a slap in the face.

How could the government bear this tone? He immediately wanted to demolish Li Fan's porridge shed. As for the banner Li Fan raised, it made Mr. Bai a little afraid.

But he was just afraid. He also had the backstage support and was not afraid of a flag. He originally wanted to come and interrogate Li Fan and others' background, but he didn't expect that Li Fan would take action directly because of a refugee.

When his subordinates were beaten, Mr. Bai could no longer remain indifferent. If the people's hearts were dispersed, how could he lead the team?

Immediately pointed at Qi Jin and shouted: "Take it! Take it all for me!"

The dozens of strong men following him rushed towards Qi Jin with wooden sticks. Qi Jin was not afraid at all, and he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every time he waved his fist, a strong man would fall down.

"Protect the porridge shed!"

After throwing a word, Li Fan picked up a wooden stick and rushed up. What he didn't expect was that the young men with fast legs in the Beijing Group not only did not escape, but instead shouted and rushed up behind Li Fan.

Xu Guangqi looked at his small body, then looked at Li Shizhen beside him, thought for a moment, pointed to the dozen refugees in front and shouted: "Do you still want to eat porridge? You don't protect the porridge shed, the porridge shed was demolished, and no one has any rice porridge to drink. Help, I'll give you two bowls of rice porridge later..."

The refugees who were about to receive rice porridge were stunned for a moment, then bit their teeth and threw them down the broken bowl and joined the battle group. Someone took the lead, and more refugees joined.

Originally, they should have drunk thick rice porridge, but they were all these green gangsters. It would be fine if they bully them, but now they still want to go hungry.

For those who are already crazy about hunger, eating is the greatest wish. Whoever does not let them eat is their greatest enemy.

Although they are weak and staggering when walking, the power of the refugees is terrifying under the temptation of food.

The gangsters hit the wooden sticks, but they did not dodge or dodge, so that they could grab a handful of gangsters. The red-eyed refugees were not afraid of life and death at all. They would rather get hit by a few sticks than leave traces on the gangsters.

This group of fights, which cannot be called a battle, comes quickly and ends faster. In just a dozen breaths, the green-skinned men were put halfway through. Where else would you dare to take action and get into the refugees and escape cleanly.

Li Fan's arm was first smashed, and the rest witnessed what a group fight was. He had nowhere to vent his strength and looked at the stunned Mr. Bai.

"You..., don't come over! I..., I'm Wu Qing...ah!"

The angry Li Fan would not listen to the long-winded words of Bai. Before the other party could finish his words, he waved the wooden stick and hit him in the face.

"Stop! Stop! Kill me! I will hurt people in broad daylight, and I won't respond to the Tianfu Office!" The few porridge workers finally ran over. The refugee riots just now scared them so much that they didn't dare to step forward.

Li Fan didn't even look at the servants, but began to direct people to treat the injured refugees, and carried the porridge up and allowed them to eat whatever they wanted.

The servant who had just spoken was left in place, but he didn't know what to do for a moment. There were countless high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and any one of them could kill a few of them.

What's more, these people beat Wu Qing's master but had no intention of escaping. Such people were definitely not something they could afford to provoke.

"This..." When the crew were in a dilemma, Tian Yongyi threw his waist card over.

The officers in the lead were startled and were startled to receive the waist card. They never expected that among the people who started fighting, there was Jinyiwei, and immediately returned the token respectfully and returned it.

Bai Ronghe was stunned by the beating. He was originally counting on the officers to capture these bold people in the yamen, but was surprised to find that the officers were cowardly.

"Everyone! Bai Ronghe wrote down today's incident, and Wu Qingwang will be rewarded in the future!"

Wu Qing Bo?

Hearing this name, a person popped up in Li Fan's mind and then he looked strange.

Li Wei, the uncle of Wuqing, was originally a bricklayer. But he had a good daughter, the current Empress Dowager Li, Li Fan's godmother.

This is a bit embarrassing. Wu Qing Bo Li Wei is the biological father of Empress Dowager Li, who is his cheap grandfather.

His cheap grandfather was in charge of the Tongzhou granary, and all the food for the disaster relief and porridge shed came from there. When he remembered what he had just seen, Li Fan shook his head.

"Li Fan in the lower-grade fairy building will definitely visit Wu Qing Bo in the future!"

The chaos quickly subsided, Bai Ronghe was carried away by his men, and a long line was quickly lined up in front of the porridge shed opened by Li Fan.

The thick rice porridge was drunk into his stomach, and a long-lost smile appeared on the face of the refugee. However, the old man was kept by Li Fan and asked him to direct the refugee to help maintain order.

The food brought by Li Fan was consumed very quickly. At this speed, it could not last until noon. In desperation, he had to let Tang Feng buy food again.

Although everyone was so tired that they were sweating profusely, they had a satisfied smile on their faces.

"Slow!" Just when Xu Guangqi was about to scoop the rice porridge to a man, he was stopped by Li Fan.

In a puzzled look, Li Fan walked up and said, "You are the one who just shouted that the rice porridge is gone!"

"No...no! Don't swear! I..."

"No? I never heard it wrong. Do you want to shout again?"

Li Fan's words completely changed the face of the thin man. You Ziqiang and calmly said: "If you don't give rice porridge, you won't give it. I'm not interested in drinking it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, but before he could take a few steps, Li Fan's voice came from behind: "Take another step and hand you over to them!"

As he said that, Li Fan pointed at the refugees who were still queuing up.

The thin man's feet seemed to be nailed to death. Now he was still moving but dared not move, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead.

He almost destroyed the porridge shed just now. If it falls into the hands of an angry refugee, it will be torn to pieces in a blink of an eye. Then no one will pay him back, and even the government will leave it alone because the law does not punish the public.

"This... young man! It's a villain who was blinded by rice porridge. You should be kind and let go of the villain!

There is still… in the little man’s house.”

Li Fan waved his hand to interrupt his nonsense, looked at Tian Yongyi and said, "Brother Tian! He will leave it to you!"
Chapter completed!