famous moon

Chapter 482
Lin Qinghe took a deep breath, her nostrils were filled with the smell of him, it was very refreshing, smelling very intoxicating.

The night was already deep, and there was silence all around, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, they set off. After a night of rest, the imperial guards were alive and well. The wounded had already been treated with elixir, and their injuries were getting better. The dead had been buried on the spot yesterday.

Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan sat in the carriage, and the two of them hit the horse hanging very bored.

After walking like this for a few days, the journey was smooth, and the people from the embroidered shoe organization never showed up again after the first setback.

They arrived at Jinzhou, which was the most severely affected. When the carriage first entered Jinzhou, what Lin Qinghe saw was devastation. There was basically no water in the river, the riverbed was dry and cracked, and the crops in the fields had all withered.

The disaster is indeed very serious.

There were very few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, a few elderly beggars fell to the ground as they walked.

Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan got out of the carriage, walked up to an old beggar, and asked, "Uncle, I'll give you this steamed bun."

"Thank you girl."

As the old beggar spoke, he bit the steamed bun fiercely. It seemed that he hadn't eaten for many days, so he choked on the steamed bun.

Huang Zhiyuan quickly handed over the water bag. After drinking the water, the old beggar felt better. He said tremblingly, "You are truly a Bodhisattva, thank you, thank you."

Lin Qinghe asked: "Uncle, hasn't the imperial court allocated food for disaster relief?"

The old beggar sighed and wailed, and said, "The imperial court's food is all in the prefect's mansion, how could it be in the hands of us poor people."

Lin Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, and said, "What about the water? Isn't Jinzhou already in severe drought? What do you do with the water now?"

The old beggar burst into tears and said: "Now there is no water in the whole of Jinzhou. We poor people rely on a little clear spring on the mountain, and we can receive half a bucket of water in half a day. Everyone lives with difficulty. These few days, the clear spring has also dried up. gone."

As he spoke, he suddenly expressed grief and indignation, and said: "Now in the entire Jinzhou City, there is only a thousand-year-old well in the prefect's mansion that still has water, but it has never been given to the poor to drink, but the rich can buy it with money. A natural disaster, poor people, but the prefect's mansion is so fat! The imperial court, the imperial court can't control this place!"

Huang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Qinghe and said, "How could this happen?"

The old man seemed to wake up a bit, looked at them carefully, and said: "Looking at the two dressed in extraordinary clothes, they must be rich and noble children, and their accents, they don't look like locals. I advise you to leave here quickly and run for your lives."

Huang Zhiyuan said: "Old man, don't worry, everyone's good days will come soon."

The old man looked around, only then noticed that there were hundreds of soldiers, and said nervously, "You are..."

"I was sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief. Thank you, old man. You let me know that there is a big tiger in Jinzhou. Hmph, I will handle this matter for the imperial court!"

Lin Qinghe looked at Huang Zhiyuan, saw his firm gaze, and the righteousness between his brows. When people saw him, they couldn't help but respect him.

The old man lay on the ground tremblingly, and said with tears in his eyes: "On behalf of the disaster victims in Jinzhou, thank you!"

Lin Qinghe helped the old man up, and said, "Old man, get up quickly, I'll give you this water and these steamed buns."

Holding the food, the old man shouted: "Folks, folks, we are going to be saved, the imperial court has sent people here..."

Huang Zhiyuan said to the imperial guards: "Go and wait near the prefect's mansion, I'll check around."

The leader of the Imperial Guard clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

(End of this chapter)