Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 232 Looking for trouble
In mid-November, the snow in Shuntian Prefecture became heavier and heavier, and refugees from the vicinity of the capital flocked to Peking. If the court did not control it, Shuntian Prefecture would be filled with refugees.

Several prefectures near the capital were hit by snowstorms, and the people were displaced. The number of disaster victims in the capital was increasing.

Today, Chen Ce called on Tang Yin, Wang Defa and Wu Niangzi, and set up porridge stalls near the north city of Shuntian Prefecture in the name of Shuntian Newspaper Industry and Shuntian Express respectively to provide disaster relief.

That winter, Zhu Houzhao saved himself with a good deed. Every winter, Chen Ce always felt compassion when he saw these disaster victims like himself.

Now that the business has grown, it’s time to give back to society. Whether it’s sincere or insincere, at least Chen Ce did it.

Chen Ce was wearing a furry cloak and standing in the porridge stall with his hands behind his back. People were queuing up like a swarm of fish. The newspaper and courier workers were maintaining order, while Wang Defa and the other two were personally preparing porridge for the victims.

After all, the capacity is limited, and each victim can only get a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, but this is enough for the victims to be grateful.

The people who received the steamed buns and porridge were grateful, because they knew that the one who helped them was the handsome young man holding an umbrella next to the porridge stall.

Seeing the victims with tears in their eyes, Chen Ce couldn't bear it. Some of them wanted to kneel down to him, but Chen Ce helped them up personally without looking down on them.

This action brought tears to the eyes of countless people.

Tang Yin sighed, came to Chen Ce, looked at the long line of disaster victims, and said to Chen Ce with some worry in his heart: "Teacher...Boss."

"There are more and more disaster victims, and we can't save them all. Those who don't get food may even accuse us of being hypocritical."

"We bypassed the government and provided disaster relief in a private capacity. If the government knew about this, we wouldn't know how they would deal with us."

In short, Tang Yin felt that this was a thankless task and didn't know why Chen Ce wanted to do it.

Chen Ce looked at Tang Yin and asked, "So?"

Tang Yin took a deep breath and said, "Let's set a time and stop when the time comes. If we keep going like this, when will it end?"

Chen Ce smiled and said, "Bo Hu, I was also a disaster victim at the beginning. Besides, now that my business has grown, I should give back to the society. I can't be so rich that I don't care about people."

"We should save as many as we can. Today is the only day. Tomorrow, more people will come together to help with disaster relief."

Tang Yin said puzzledly: "But most merchants are still rich and unkind. Asking them to open stalls to provide disaster relief... This is a bit unrealistic."

Chen Ce smiled and said, "So you don't know how to be an official. You are still far from it. Think about it carefully. Think about it clearly before you speak."

what?
Tang Yin scratched his head, looking puzzled.

……

Jiao Huangzhong has been in a bad mood these past two days. After being expelled from the Imperial College, he didn't know how many classmates had been talking about him behind his back.

He recalled the flirting between his newlywed wife and Chen Ce a few days ago, and became even angrier. Today, he was walking on the road bored, and then he saw Chen Ce standing next to the group of disaster victims with an umbrella.

Jiao Huang was filled with anger and walked towards Chen Ce with a few servants.

When Chen Ce saw Jiao Huangzhong, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Jiao."

Jiao Huangzhong looked unhappy and angrily asked, "Did you do something shameful with Ping'er?"

Chen Ce: “…”

He did not deny it. He just saw her naked body, but it was her initiative. He did nothing. However, it was true that Yang Yuzhen did it.

Seeing Chen Ce thinking for a long time, Jiao Huang was quite angry: "Beast! Speak!"

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "No."

"You have evil intentions towards Ping'er, don't you?"

Chen Ce thought that this person was too narrow-minded. It would be fine if he had real evidence, but now he was relying entirely on his own guesswork, which was a bit too overbearing.

However, considering that Jiao Fang was so petty in history, it is not surprising that his son inherited his character.

Chen Ce said: "Mr. Jiao misunderstood, I don't have any thoughts about your wife, you think too much." "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

Chen Ce was too lazy to pay attention to Jiao Huangzhong. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Jiao Huangzhong and the servants. He said angrily: "Ping'er defended you in every way that day. If it weren't for you, a pretty boy, who seduced Ping'er, how could she be so obsessed with you?"

Chen Ce looked at Jiao Huangzhong as if he were a fool. Is it a crime to be handsome?
"I didn't." Chen Ce said.

Jiao Huang said: "I don't care if you have it or not, today I will scratch your face!"

"I asked you to come out and show off in the streets, so beat you up!"

Brother, are you in a bad mood? Why are you taking it out on me?

Besides, there are so many disaster victims here, are you sure you want to attack me?
In the scorched yellow, he was completely unaware that many victims had quietly gathered around him, many of whom were holding bricks in their hands.

Chen Ce was their benefactor and gave them porridge, rice and steamed buns. No matter what grudges there were between the two, these people were the most intuitive and would help their relatives instead of others.

To them, Chen Ce is their savior. They will certainly not let Chen Ce be bullied. They don't care whether Chen Ce has done anything bad or not.

Jiao Huangzhong pulled out a dagger from his boot and said to the servant, "Hold him! I'm going to scratch his face!"

Several servants immediately restrained Chen Ce.

Chen Ce looked at the dagger in Jiao Huangzhong's hand and said calmly, "Master Jiao, there is really no need for us to become enemies."

"Forget about you insulting me at the banquet."

"I didn't say anything, let alone talk back."

"Why are you using a knife?"

"Jiang Ping was my childhood playmate. She probably thought I was being bullied badly enough, so it's okay for her to say a few words for me, right?"

"You are a magnanimous person. Stop making trouble and let me go."

"Besides, if you get into trouble, your father's reputation will be affected, right?"

"I am just a commoner. How dare I offend a great master like you? Please give me a chance to live."

When the people around heard Chen Ce's words, they seemed to feel the same way. They had been oppressed too badly over the years, and now when they saw someone who had the same experience and was their benefactor, they immediately became angry.

Poor Jiao Huangzhong was still very proud of himself, thinking that Chen Ce was begging for mercy. He said even more arrogantly, "What kind of life can I give you, a lowly person? Do you deserve it?"

Madam Wu had a cold expression on her face and slowly approached Chen Ce, but was glared back by Chen Ce.

Just as he raised the dagger in his hand and was about to approach Chen Ce, he suddenly felt a pain on his head.

When he turned around in the scorched state, he saw an old man holding a brick. He had a missing tooth and the brick was raised high. It was obvious that he had just hit himself with it.

He touched his head and it seemed to be bleeding.

"You... hit me?"

After a moment of hesitation, the old man said, "Yeah, I'll hit you."

boom!
Another woman took a brick and took advantage of the moment when Jiao Huang was stunned to smash it on his head.

Jiao Huangzhong covered his forehead and said, "You, hit me too?"

Then, the victims hugged Jiao Huangzhong one after another, and the old man yelled, "Fellow villagers, someone is bullying our benefactor, what should we do?"

"Smash him! Smash him to death!" The crowd burst into hysterical roars!

(End of this chapter)