Fast-crossing boss: save the sick, petite and pitiful

Chapter 31

Jinling, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, willow spring, warm sun and fresh rain, white apples and milk swallows, fragrant trees drunk tourists.

But when Nanwan and his party arrived in Jinling, what they saw was mourning, famine and disease, and almost half of the dead.

"When I return to the court someday, I will definitely join the prime minister for a copy." The Minister of Rites gritted his teeth.

It was obviously not as serious as it is now.

"The lower officials are far away to welcome you." When the local officials in Jinling heard that another high-ranking official had arrived, they came up to salute one after another.

"Hmph." The Minister of Rites gave them a cold look, but did not speak.

Jinling was flooded, and the people were hungry and skinny, but these officials were all big and round, with red faces.

"This..." Seeing that Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites turned his face on the spot, the local officials were a little at a loss.

The one here now doesn't have the same official university as before, so why is the official prestige not small?
"Everyone, please don't blame me, Shang Shu is just exhausted from traveling and traveling." Nan Wan stepped forward and explained.

"So that's how it is." The magistrate suddenly realized, also, this place is no richer than the imperial city, and it is normal for Shangshu to be unbearable for a while.

"You are..." The magistrate looked at Nan Wan eagerly.

This good-looking talent might also be a high-ranking official.Even if not, they should be relatives of high officials.

"I'm writing in the Hanlin Academy, and I've met all your lords." Nan Wan bowed to them.

"Don't dare." The magistrate hastily stepped forward to support her.

"I wonder if there is a place to rest?" Nan Wan glanced at the carriage behind him calmly.

Ming Yang is not acclimatized, so it is better to find a doctor to take a look at it as soon as possible?
"Shangshu Zhi is coming, and the next official has already prepared a welcome banquet." When the magistrate said this, his eyes were fixed on the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

"Let's go!" The Minister of Rites glanced at them and strode forward.

The magistrate hurriedly followed.

The reception banquet is held in the government office, with delicious food, beautiful singers, and a paradise on earth.

But Nanwan felt more ironic when he saw it. The rich man's wine and meat stinks, and the road is frozen to death. It's not nonsense.

All the magistrates put their arms around a beautiful woman, laughing and cursing, indulging in indulgence.

"Crack." The Minister of Rites couldn't bear it any longer, and slapped the table hard.

The singing and dancing stopped immediately.

"What's the matter?" The magistrate looked drunkenly at the Minister of Rites, "Is it because these singers are not serving well? The next official will change the batch immediately."

As he spoke, he asked someone to drive the singer off the stage.

"You guys are so courageous." The Minister of Rites' face was ashen, "How hungry are the people outside? You are still here leaning on the red and nestling in the green, so flirtatious? Are you still worthy of being a parent officer?"

"Those poor people starve to death! It won't affect our lives." The magistrate was quite complacent, "Sir, don't speak for these poor people. Are they cunning? They have sent people to besiege the government for several days in a row."

"Come here, tie them up and put them all in prison." Hearing what they said, the Minister of Rites couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily slapped each of them hard.

"My lord, forgive me!" After the slap, the magistrate also regained some sense.

"Let me ask you, what has the Prime Minister been doing here for the past six months?" The Minister of Rites looked condescendingly at the magistrate below.

"This..." The magistrate was a little hesitant. Before leaving, the prime minister specifically told them that if they spoke out, they would kill them to silence them.

"If you don't say it now, we will kill people to silence it." Nan Wan walked up and said with a smile.

"Besides, the prime minister is far away in the imperial city. Even if we want to attack you, it will take time. But we don't need time at all. Your lord's guard is outside."

Threats are often the best means of dealing with current affairs.

"I said." One of the magistrates immediately knelt on the ground and recounted everything the prime minister had done.

"What a prime minister." The Minister of Rites was furious, "It seems that I still underestimated her."

"Shangshu calm down, the most urgent thing now is to control the water." Nan Wan glanced at the shivering officials kneeling on the ground, "They are still useful at present."

"My lord, it's not good, those untouchables have come to besiege the government again." A soldier hurried in.

Seeing the adult kneeling on the ground, the soldier opened his mouth in surprise.

"Come here, put them in a prison and guard against death." After the Minister of Rites gave this order, he turned to look at the soldiers.

"You lead us right now."

"Yes." The soldier said tremblingly.

"Officer Dog, come out for us."

"Officer Dog, we will expose your government today."

"Officer Dog..."

A sound, full of public outrage.

"Everyone." The Minister of the Ministry of Rites strode out, "I am an official sent by the imperial court to control the floods. You can tell me if you have any grievances."

"Come from the imperial court?"

"So what about the one who came from the court? The one who came earlier was also sent by the court. We hoped that she would make the decision for us, but what about her?"

"We don't believe it."

"Do not believe."

The people were filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could tear down the government immediately.

"Everyone."

The Minister of Rites of the Nanwan Dynasty whispered in his ear, and the Minister of Rites understood, and immediately sent someone to bring those officials up.

"Everyone, we are here to avenge you." Nan Wan took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, "If you have any grievances, I can write for you."

"This..." The common people hesitated.

What if they use this as an excuse to put them all in jail?
At this time, the soldiers escorted the magistrate and came up.

"My lord, please spare me!" The magistrates were all tearful, no longer arrogant and domineering like before, "We don't want to die."

"Our dynasty is a country ruled by law. If you have any grievances, it is better to leave them to the law." Nan Wan spread out the paper and took out a pen.

"Why should we trust you?" A hungry man with a sallow face looked at Nan Wan without blinking.

"Yes! Why should we trust you?"

"Since she is an official, it is her responsibility to plead for the people." Ming Yang walked up with his sickly body supported, "Chu Sheng, long time no see."

"Grandmother?" A man named Chu Sheng stepped forward excitedly.

When he was wandering in the imperial city, it was the other party who gave him money to return to his hometown.

"Yeah." Ming Yang coughed a few times, "She is my wife, there is no way we will harm you."

"Ming Yang." Nan Wan reached out and pulled him into her arms, "Why did you come out? Didn't you tell you to lie on the bed and rest?"

"I'm worried about my wife." Ming Yang snuggled into Nan Wan's arms without struggling.

"I believe them." Chu Sheng took the lead in expressing his opinion, "Benefactor saved my life back then, so I believed him."

"Brother Chu Sheng believes, and we believe too." A little girl in the crowd timidly said.

"What's your name?" Looking at the seven or eight-year-old girl, Minister of Rites couldn't help walking up.

"Little girl." After finishing speaking, the girl shyly hid behind Chu Sheng.

(End of this chapter)