surnamed Wang

Wang Gangquan re-entered the casino, swaggered in front of the fat man who was kneeling and shivering on the ground, squatted down, and jokingly said:

"What did you call yourself in front of this king just now?"

The mustache completely lost the arrogance he had just now, he hesitated for a long time, and finally kowtowed directly, repeating "My lord, please forgive me".

Wang Gingquan looked at the guy in front of him with a head like a garlic, the smile on his face faded, and he said coldly:

"Head up."

"The little man dare not."

As soon as the mustache finished speaking, there was a crisp "pa", and Wang Gingquan slapped him across the face.

The middle-aged fat man had a mortal body, so he couldn't stand it, he almost flew out, not to mention, two of his back molars were broken.

The fat man covered his rapidly swollen cheeks, he didn't care to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Really boring."

For this kind of people, Wang Gingquan has never been soft-hearted, he stood up and clapped his hands, and said to Jing Huwei:
"Take this group of gamblers to the street, and each of them beat the board. As for this fat man, send him to the yamen, what to do with him."

"Yes!"

Two Jing guards stepped forward and dragged out the fat man who was still begging for mercy. The rest of the people present felt a chill in their hearts when they heard the other party's wailing, and they all knelt down obediently like hens waiting to be slaughtered. land.

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When he came outside the house, Emperor Shun stared at the emperor's younger brother with a slightly strange look. Wang Binquan was annoyed by the look, and blurted out:
"Am I a pretty nanny? Why are you always staring at me?"

"If you don't mention this, I would have forgotten, if you hadn't poured dirty water on me that day, I wouldn't have been criticized by the people of the world until now.

Having said that, you are still a prince no matter what, if you see these gambling houses as an eyesore, just casually tell Jing Huwei, many people will rush to clean it up for you, why don't you come here yourself? "

With the matter of Wen Fuding settled, Emperor Shun seemed to be more patient with Wang Quanquan. In the past, he would definitely not bother with such trivial matters.

Wang Gangquan put his hands behind his head, walked out and said:
"A few days ago, I met a girl who sold her body to bury her mother on the street in Beijing. A child of this age should hide in the arms of her parents and act like a baby, but she was forced to sleep on the street.

Seeing that the child was pitiful, I gave up some money and asked her about the family situation. It turned out that her father was addicted to gambling. Not only did he lose the house and fields, he even lost his wife in the end.

The child's mother couldn't bear the humiliation and hanged herself on a big tree outside the city, but the father still stayed in the gambling house, gambling from day to night, and the only child left was helpless and had no choice but to find a way to bury his mother. "

When Wang Quanquan said this, he turned to look at Emperor Shun:
"You have lived in the deep palace for a long time, but have you ever thought about whether all this is really taken for granted? Is it the people's own business, or is it your duty as a king?"

After Wang Gingquan finished speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the main street, which was bustling with people. Emperor Shun waved his hand to drive away the guards who followed him, and followed Wang Gingquan to an alley.

"Your Majesty is a good emperor. While seeing the prosperity of the capital, he will also show compassion to the people through memorials.

Zhezi is dead, but people are alive. The real suffering of the people is hidden in these invisible places. "

After Wang Ganquan finished speaking, he pointed to an old man in ragged clothes sitting against the wall, and said calmly:
"His only son died in the Battle of Zhongdu City. He should have received a large pension, but after he got it, he only had a few money, which was only enough to prepare a thin wooden coffin for his son.

I don't need to say more about what happened after that. There is nowhere to appeal for grievances. I finally arrived in the capital and wanted to sue the Imperial Court. Can you imagine how easy it is to meet our Majesty? "

Wang Gingquan glanced at Emperor Shun with a half-smile, stepped forward, took out a piece of scattered silver from his sleeve, and threw it into the broken bowl in front of the old man. The latter was grateful and desolate beyond words.

Emperor Shun listened quietly to the other party's narration all the way, and surprisingly did not reply. The two continued to move forward, turning around, and came to a dilapidated courtyard.

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In the courtyard, a group of refugees dressed in patches gathered together, looking forward to the gruel in the pot that was not much thicker than clear water.

"Some of them are common people whose fields have been occupied, some are farmers affected by natural disasters, and there are even a few disabled and retired soldiers among them. They can be seen everywhere in the dynasty.

In the Guangdong-Guangzhou generation, several gangs of refugees even sprang up. Local officials called them rioters, but if there were land to cultivate and money to make, who would be willing to be a refugee?

It's ridiculous to say that the rioters those officials refer to are just poor people who report to the group to keep warm, and they gather together to avoid being bullied when begging.

I know that you have your plan and want to deal with the old foxes in the court first, but the stasis of official governance is the accumulation of more than 30 years, and it cannot be dredged overnight.

The principle that the people are the water and the king is the boat, my father told us when I was just studying, but the boat is still a boat, high above, and the water is still water, supporting the bottom, more or less will not hurt . "

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking calmly, he walked towards the courtyard full of refugees. When several people saw him, they all showed joy and said:

"A Yue is here, it's A Yue."

Immediately, a large group of Hulala gathered around, Wang Bingquan smiled at the crowd and said:

"Today the rice is gone, but there is silver, which I just won from Fatty Zhang from the gambling house."

After finishing speaking, he took out ten taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the oldest one among them. The grey-haired old man was naturally happy to accept the silver, but his eyes still couldn't help showing worry.

"A Yue, listen to the old man's persuasion, don't go to the gambling house anymore, you have a good heart, the old man knows that you are doing this for all of us, but people make mistakes, and there is no guarantee that one day you will be unlucky..."

The old man talked endlessly, Wang Gingquan quickly echoed:

"Yes, yes, I got it, I won't go there in the future, you should hurry up and buy rice."

"This child..."

The old man shook his head and sighed, and then led the two young refugees towards the outside of the courtyard. When passing by Emperor Shun who was dressed in luxurious clothes, the old man nodded to him.

"Little girl, come and see what delicious food I brought you."

Wang Gingquan squatted down, and said to a pretty little girl in the crowd, Emperor Shun came to Wang Gingquan's side at this moment, hesitated, and knelt down too.

Wang Gingquan took out an oil paper bag from his bosom, and handed it to the shy little girl, "Here, Kanto candy, save some."

Behind the girl, there are several children looking forward to this side. The oldest one is only twelve or three years old, and the youngest is only three or four years old.

The little girl nodded obediently, took the sugar bag and shared it with her friends.

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After the girl left, Wang Gangquan said slowly:
"She is the girl I mentioned who sold her body to bury her mother."

"You obviously have several thousand taels of silver in your arms, why only take out ten taels?"

"Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish. They are just ordinary people who have lost their livelihood, and they don't really want to be beggars for the rest of their lives. If I can save ten or hundreds of them, is it possible that I can save thousands of them?

In the end, no matter how much I do, I am not as good as your emperor. As long as I do well enough, no one in the world will want to be a beggar anymore. "

Emperor Shun nodded thoughtfully.

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