This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Soon, Chu xuanchen took Yun ruoyue to Huangcheng street by carriage.

He inquired that at the moment Mrs. Wei was participating in the porridge making at the biggest porridge making spot in the city, so he ordered the coachman to drive directly to that porridge making spot.

As a result, when they arrived at the porridge spot, they suddenly heard the sound of smashing bowls and yelling.

Chu xuanchen lifted the curtain and saw the victims around the porridge stand, smashing their bowls to the ground.

He rolled up his sleeves and began to scold.

And that Wei Guo's wife, dressed luxuriantly and wearing expensive jewelry, is standing on the high stand, looking at everything below in a panic.

She looked at the people making trouble below and asked the maid beside her, "what's the matter? Why are all the people angry? Gao Yang, please call Gao Yang

"Madam, Gao Yang doesn't know where he is. Wait a moment. I'll go to find him." That servant girl finish saying, hurried down the stage.

Mrs. Wei has only been here for a short time. She is watching the cooks make porridge. She wants to show her kindness. Unexpectedly, the victims are making trouble.

At this time, the noise below is getting louder and louder!

"The porridge is full of sand. Is it for people to drink? Mrs. Wei, you said that you were going to provide disaster relief to everyone. Why is there more sand in this porridge than yesterday? "

"Yes! What kind of disaster relief is it to give our people sand? "

"My bowl is full of worms. There are more worms than porridge. Can I drink it? I might as well eat the bark and grass roots

"Madam Wei, this is the porridge you gave to the empress. Is that how the empress fooled our common people? If you don't believe me, come and have a look! This porridge stinks and rots. Even animals don't drink it, but they give it to people! "

"This steamed bread is also rancid. It smells like a stink. You can't eat it at all!"

"Yesterday, my grandson ate one of her steamed buns. He vomited and diarrhoea and had abdominal pain all day. My grandson is still so young, where can he stand this kind of struggle? Mrs. Wei, you have to give us an account. You ask the empress, does she really care about the people? Why did she let us eat this? "

Hearing everyone's questioning, Mrs. Wei knew what had happened.

She quickly walked down from the high platform, flurried to the kitchen table, looked into the pot, and saw that it was full of yellow porridge mixed with sand.

There was a thick layer of insects floating on the Yellow porridge. She was so angry that she glared at the cook nearby, "what's the matter? Why is this porridge full of sand? "

The cook was so scared that he said, "Madam Hui, that's what Mr. Gao bought. We have no choice but to use this kind of rice to make porridge. "

"What? Can't you wash it and cook it? " Mrs. Wei's face was as black as an iron pot.

She asked Gao Yang to help her, but Gao Yang did it like this. If the queen knew, it would be troublesome!

The Cook said, "madam, there is too much sand. There are many victims here today. They are all clamoring for porridge. We didn't have time to wash the rice, so we went straight to the pot! "

Another Cook said: "madam, it's not our fault. Yesterday when there were few people, we all washed rice and washed out most of the sand, so no one made trouble yesterday. However, there are too many victims today. Mr. Gao ordered us to hurry up, otherwise we would have to deduct our wages. Where do we have time to wash rice, so we put it directly into the pot