Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 152 Don't Panic, My Lord
"My lord, Xiao Baorui and his wife are asking to see each other!" Just when Song Zhuo was extremely agitated, Qi Yan walked to his side and said in a low voice.

"Who?"

"Xiao Baorui and his wife!"

"Quick! Invite them in!" Song Zhuo waved quickly!
Ever since Tang Huanxi successfully predicted the time of the earthquake, in Song Zhuo's eyes, she was the little fairy sent by heaven to save everyone!

"Caomin (folk women) have met Lord Song!" Xiao Baorui walked into Song Zhuo's study with Tang Huanxi, and said with a blank expression.

"Oh, little fairy, I'm finally looking forward to you!" Song Zhuo sighed loudly, then hurried around to the desk, and handed the list on the table to Tang Huanxi, " Little fairy, please take a look for me, what should I do with this disaster relief matter? I have been thinking about it here, and I can't think of a good way! Nowadays, the county government really has no money. All the taxes have been paid to Yun'an City, and the remaining money is not enough at all!"

"Didn't your lord report the earthquake to the imperial court? It stands to reason that if such a natural disaster occurs, the imperial court should quickly allocate the disaster money!" Tang Huanxi swept over the contents of the list , then looked at Song Zhuo and asked curiously.

"I have already ordered people to report this matter quickly, but our Yunshui County is too remote... I am worried that the people will starve to death and freeze to death before the disaster relief arrives..."

The geographical location of Yunshui County is somewhat special, surrounded by mountains on three sides.

Although it is midsummer now, the temperature during the day is quite comfortable, but it is extremely cold at night.

So Song Joo's worries are not without reason.

"Little fairy, do you have any way to solve the predicament in front of you?" Song Zhuo looked at him, his eyes were full of expectation.

"It's not impossible..." Tang Huanxi hesitated for a while, then took out the disaster relief plan from his pocket and handed it in front of him, "My lord, look, these are the disaster relief plans I wrote last night , maybe it can come in handy!"

Song Zhuo couldn't wait to open the proposal, and the first thing that caught his eyes were the eight flamboyant characters!
Unite as one, earthquake relief!
Song Zhuo carefully read all the content on the plan, and he felt enlightened!

"Little fairy, you are really a fairy!"

"My lord, don't panic," Tang Huanxi thought for a while, and then continued, "This plan looks feasible, but it may be difficult to actually implement it! And I discovered a very important thing after I came to the county today , that is, the entire Yunshui County was divided into two by the earthquake, with the Central Street as the boundary, the number of affected people in the southeast direction is obviously much more!"

In response to this situation, Tang Huanxi put forward several suggestions.

For example, other people who have not been affected by the disaster can provide some relief supplies such as clothing, quilts, or food, and accept these items in the name of the county government. When everything stabilizes, they can post a red list to praise.

For example, you can discuss with several medical clinics in the town, let them treat the injured people first, record all the medical expenses and medical materials needed, and let them settle the accounts with the government later on based on those lists.

In this way, it can also relieve the pressure that the disaster silver has not yet arrived.

After listening to Tang Huanxi's words, Song Zhuo couldn't stop nodding!

"Master Song, these are the only ways I can think of at the moment!" Tang Huanxi said all the ways he could think of.

"You are really a little fairy sent by God to save everyone!"

(End of this chapter)