The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 438: Independent Disaster Relief!A difficult one, P Plus support!

The little girl was so angry that she blurted out a word.

Before the words fell, the surrounding was eerily quiet.

There was an eerie silence where a needle could be heard.

The eyes of all the female relatives sizing up Feng Canglan became strange, and the magistrate's heart trembled when he heard this sentence!
This short-sighted person actually scolded the princess regent!Don't want to live anymore!

The magistrate tremblingly said, "Mrs. Zong..."

Feng Canglan raised one hand slightly, "It's okay, lead me to my residence."

"Yes." The prefect pressed his beating heart to keep up.When passing by the Baifu family, he looked back with a warning look.

Baifu is the richest man in the cloud, so he naturally has sharp eyesight. Seeing that the magistrate is so obedient, it can be seen that the woman's status is extraordinary.

In addition, now is the time for disaster relief, I am afraid that it is the concubine brought out by the minister of disaster relief.

Thinking of this, Master Bai glared at the person who spoke just now, "Shut your mouth and don't cause trouble for the White House."

After finishing speaking, he warned the others, "You are not allowed to disturb the nobleman, if you dare to provoke yourself, or provoke trouble."

"Leave it to me and get out!"

Uncle Bai's words are full of prestige, those who plan to make twists and turns can only turn off their fire.

"It's gone."

After Uncle Bai left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss in low voices, "The magistrate called her Mrs. Zong, so the nobleman should be Mrs. Zong."

The eldest lady left behind these words, and the hearts of all the young female relatives who had not left the cabinet turned back and forth.

This Lord Zong must come from the imperial city for disaster relief, and the magistrate respects his wife, so his official position must be not low.

For a small frontier city, the temptation of the imperial city is too great.

A group of people dispersed with their own thoughts.

The magistrate brought Feng Canglan to the door of the wing room and left, Wenqing helped him into the room and was about to leave, but was stopped by Feng Canglan, "There should be a newspaper office here, go buy me a newspaper and come back."

Going to Moon Night Country feels like being isolated from the world.

"Yes."

Wen Qing left and came back again, holding a recent newspaper in his hand, handed it to Feng Canglan, and then exited the wing room.

He couldn't avoid Feng Canglan, if he could not be in the same room, he would definitely not.

Feng Canglan didn't care, and folded several newspapers to check one by one.

The further back, Feng Canglan's expression became uglier.

"Crack!" She slapped the newspaper on the table with one palm.

Let's just say that so many days have passed, and there is really no movement in the court!

It turned out that someone blocked the disaster relief news delivered!

These cities that were shaken by the earthquake were directly closed and the news couldn't get out!

What is this for?
Give up the rescue directly!Let the people under the ruins wait to die?
This is the border, if other countries take this opportunity to attack!That will be like breaking a bamboo and going straight to the imperial city!

The border is a hell on earth, and the imperial city still looks like a paradise on earth, right?

Feng Canglan's heart aches when he thinks of Zong Zhengyu seeing the turmoil of the disaster.

The Nebula Kingdom he protected was being manipulated by a group of scumbags.

If it were her, if the things she valued to protect were belittled and damaged by others at will, then this person might be over.

Feng Canglan tightened her grip on the newspaper, her eyes were like eagles, "Come out."

A black figure suddenly appeared in the room, Feng Canglan let go of his clenched hands, "Spread the news."

"Publish in the newspaper, send people to the disaster area for relief..." Feng Canglan gave a sudden pause at this point.

Time has passed for a long time, and the transfer journey will only delay time.

The main thing right now is saving lives.

"I write an article, you spread it."

Feng Canglan wrote extremely fast with a pen, her brows were cold and sharp.

Finally, he stopped writing and handed the envelope to the man in black, "I hope to see the content on the front pages of all newspapers in Nebula Kingdom tomorrow."

"Yes."

The man in black disappeared in a flash, Feng Canglan rubbed his brows.

Since someone wanted to hide it, she was not happy. This group of people who tried to hide the disaster will be known by the world in the future.

In the evening, Baifu sent dinner over.

Feng Canglan was not in a hurry to use it, and waited at the door to have dinner with Zong Zhengyu when he came back.

No one was seen in the first class, and there was no one in the second class until late at night.In the end, the sky turned white and did not return.

Thinking that Zong Zhengyu didn't have a good rest during this period, and now he is working day and night for disaster relief, his heart aches.

What the emperor is obsessed with is supreme power, but Zong Zhengyu really wants to protect Xingyun Kingdom.

Although there are many rumors from the outside world that he is vicious and vicious, and kills without blinking an eye, but all the people he kills are those who have made mistakes and sins.

It may be violent occasionally, but it is definitely not as horrible and hateful as the outside world has said.

Otherwise, he would never be furious after seeing that scene.

He didn't sleep all night, Zong Zhengyu was not coming back, Feng Canglan fell on the bed, his eyes were fighting, and he slowly fell asleep.

While she was asleep, the whole country of Xingyun was shocked by the headlines on the front page of the newspaper!
The information that didn't get out appeared on the front page of the newspaper.

The words are sharp, until the truth that the group intends to cover up.

Earthquakes and natural disasters, the news that the border asked the imperial court for help but was blocked, and even blocked the roads of the city to prevent the news from spreading, the nature of this is so bad that it shocked the whole country as soon as it came out.

Houses collapsed and people were buried under the rubble. Everyone was waiting for rescue, but they didn't know that the news was directly blocked from above.

Let the people buried under the ruins fend for themselves.

Narrate the whole story, hit the pain point directly, mobilize emotions and resonate.

The countermeasure followed closely, requesting the cities near the earthquake to rush to the hardest-hit areas for rescue, so that the people under the ruins could have hope of life.

It has been explained that those who go to the hardest-hit areas for disaster relief will be rewarded with ten taels of silver per person, including travel, transportation, food and lodging.

The moment the newspaper published it, all the bloody men went to the newspaper office to sign up.

At noon that day, disaster relief personnel from cities near the earthquake arrived and joined in the relief efforts.

In the originally desperate disaster area, at the moment when countless people flocked in for disaster relief, the victims who had given up originally followed the disaster relief, and rescued the people under the ruins one by one.

At the same time, a large number of materials were transported to the disaster area on the official road.

The long queue-like convoy attracted heated discussions among the spectators.

Every truck is pasted with big characters written in Chinese ink with flying dragons flying like phoenixes.

"Fengtian disaster relief supplies, if one party is in trouble, all parties will support it!"

"Xiling relief supplies, unite as one, overcome difficulties together!"

"Yanjing disaster relief supplies, work together, public transport home!"

"Luzhou disaster relief supplies, stand together through thick and thin, and build a home together!"

"Chencang disaster relief supplies, work together to tide over the difficulties!"

Hanging such a convoy of supplies, they rushed to the disaster area one by one.

The people who watched were excited, and they joined the disaster relief together, and some businessmen also joined the team of delivering supplies.

Some people give out people, those who are strong give out efforts, and those who have materials give out materials.

Even bandits and bandits will automatically give way when they see it, and even contribute chariots and horsemen to help.

The disaster relief this time was entirely led by the newspaper, led by the Qingzi firm, and entirely by non-government organizations.

A long queue of convoys transported supplies to various disaster areas, as well as martyrs who went to disaster areas for disaster relief.

The originally dark and miserable disaster area is full of sunshine and longing among the groups of volunteers who volunteered to rescue the disaster.

The tragic cries in the disaster area were gradually replaced by everyone's yelling in unison.

"One, two, three! Get up!"

"one two Three!"

In the ruins, Zong Zhengyu looked at the disaster relief martyrs who got out of the car, turned his eyes to the relief supplies sent by Zhu Bi, and frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)