Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 714
"Ma'am, it would be great if I could rent some ox carts."

There are car rental companies in the car and horse shop, and the price is not cheap. They can't afford the money. When Er Shuanzi proposed it, he felt very ashamed.

They can carry it on their backs, but most of the people living around them are old, weak, sick and disabled people. It doesn't take much effort to chop firewood, but they can't bring it back.

Mo Yan nodded, thinking highly of Er Shuanzi again.

They're not waiting to sit back and enjoy, which is good.With Mo Yan's ability, it is entirely possible to notify the officials to send firewood to each family.

"Leave the ox cart and horse cart to me, and you gather the people around you who lack firewood."

At noon, the sun was shrouded in dark clouds, and the sky was gray.

The cold wind cut like a knife, Mo Yan stood in a small courtyard in the north of the city, staring at the distant sky in a daze.

Could it be that it is going to snow again?

Mo Zi went to Jingzhaoyin Yamen, Zhang Ju learned what Mo Yan meant, and immediately sent dozens of ox carts, pulling men, women and children to the nearest boundary to cut firewood.

The officials of the Yamen are not idle, visiting from house to house to help the people repair their houses.

There are several porridge places set up on both sides of the road, and people have already lined up here.The people held bowls in their hands, and the steaming porridge in the bowls quickly became cold.

Every household is short of firewood, especially the poor ones, whose doors are closed due to heavy snow, and everyone is sad and worried about the weather.

"Don't let it snow again."

Originally, I was going to the post house and the prime minister's mansion, but I was delayed because of observing the people's situation.

Mo Yan and Wan Qi Yuling walked around the neighborhood for a few times. Due to the sudden heavy snowfall, there were not a few people suffering from wind and cold.

God didn't hear Mo Yan's prayer, and in the evening, big snowflakes like goose feathers floated in the sky again.

After half an hour, the cleared road surface was piled up with a thick layer.

Mo Yan hadn't had dinner yet, so she just ate a few pieces of snacks to fill her stomach.

"Let's go."

Wan Tuo Yuling took Mo Yan's hand, and the follow-up work was arranged by the Jingzhao Yin Yamen, so the two of them didn't need to do it themselves.

One afternoon, Mo Yan treated dozens of common people who were suffering from wind and cold, and only drank a sip of water. Wan Tu Yuling was worried about her, and the hands holding her were cold.

"Go back to have dinner first."

Wan Yuyuling's tone could not be rejected, Mo Yan was pregnant and had been busy for several hours, it was impossible to rest under such harsh conditions.

"Why don't we go to Xiangfu?"

After returning to the palace, it will be difficult to get out. Mo Yan still has some things to explain, but she has to see when the snow will stop.

Fortunately, the end of the year is approaching, and every household has some food in stock.

"Okay, but I have to go back to the palace tonight."

Wan Yuyuling thought for a moment and agreed. The two of them forgot that they were wearing masks, and when they went to the gate of Xiangfu, they were turned away by the guards.

"Dogs see things that are inferior to people!"

Mo Yan stomped at the door, and didn't pass on a message unless he was given a copper coin. Whose family rule is this?Now the people in Xiangfu have also fallen!
Back to her mother's house, unable to enter the door, Mo Yan sat down at the gate, wishing to tear off the mask in public.

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to a restaurant for dinner."

Seeing Mo Yan's childish actions, Wan Cheng Yuling curled the corners of her lips, thinking in her heart that it might be bad luck for Mo Xiang to be hated by the narrow-minded lady.

Mo Yan always thought that the servants in the family didn't take money, who would have thought that being so snobbish, that's all, and she was turned away!

Everyone in the capital knows that the servants of the Mo family are stingy and ask for money. With a master like Mo Zhongchen who loves money like his life, how can the servants be better?It's just that Mo Yan doesn't know.

In desperation, Wan Qi Yuling took Mo Yan to the restaurant under his name for dinner, and the two had a Bawang meal.

At night, the snow did not stop, and Mo Yan stood by the window in a daze.

Those slums in the north of the city can no longer live in people. At this speed, the heavy snow will collapse the roofs, and the people must be moved to a safe place overnight.

"Don't worry, the ruined temple outside the city can accommodate hundreds of people, and the rest will be settled by rich families."

As the current emperor, he only needs to give an order. In Mo Yan's words, this move is to pray for the child in his womb.

After a busy day, the officials in the yamen were dug out of their quilts and informed the people in the north of the city overnight.

The official post was divided into several small teams, and the city defense army opened the way and set foot in various places in Kyoto. When they encountered a dilapidated house, they immediately asked the people inside to move immediately.

Some people are very unhappy, their house is good, how nice it is to sleep at home, who would like to go to ruin the temple and suffer.

The people don't fight with the officials, but the people dare not speak out when they are dug up.

It had snowed all night, and the places that hadn't been cleared had reached people's waists.

The people stayed overnight, and when they got home, they were immediately dumbfounded. Their houses were crushed by heavy snow, and rice noodles and other things were buried in the ruins.

Yesterday, the officials took people away, but the scumbag resisted life and death. As a result, the house collapsed in the middle of the night, and he was buried in the snow and froze to death.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, take a breath, it doesn't matter if the house collapses, as long as there are people, if there is no official messenger coming to the door in the middle of the night, they will become a corpse at this moment.

"You don't need to thank us, this is the meaning of the emperor and empress."

After the officials finished speaking, they clasped their fists in the direction of the palace, and their tone was very respectful. They didn't take credit for it, and squinted at the crowd with disbelief on their faces, "Otherwise, who do you think is so kind, staying up late at night, taking the risk Do you still have to endure your white eyes in the wind and snow?"

"Master, it's the little ones who are wrong. If it weren't for the emperor and empress to understand the people's sentiments, where would we still be alive?"

They were just the most humble people in the market, and they were very grateful for being so valued. They immediately knelt down and kowtowed reverently towards the direction of the palace.

The heavy snow finally stopped at noon, and the panic in Kyoto disappeared. Officials led a team to help the people repair their houses, and the rich families took the initiative to vacate their vacant houses for the people affected by the disaster.

The rescue work after the snowstorm was carried out in full swing, and the people whose houses were not damaged also received practical benefits.

The officials selected a few people with flexible legs and feet and articulate words, and verbally spread the key points of pre-disaster prevention and post-disaster rescue, and the order in Kyoto returned to its original harmony.

(End of this chapter)