I am not Song Qinzong

"Hey~ hey~ thank you, ma'am." The sister-in-law hurriedly took it, gratefully.

The women in the country were also in great trouble, and they always regarded this girl who had not yet been formally included in the East Palace as a queen.

Liang Hongyu didn't bother to correct her, so she just said: "Go to the side to eat, don't block those behind, and don't worry, there will be more after eating."

"Hey~"

The sister-in-law held the bowl carefully, regardless of the hot hands, and at the same time did not forget to hold her child.

When she sat down in the open space next to her, she took out two peeled branches from her arms.

That's right, most of the disaster victims have no property, and the bowls are provided uniformly, but they don't have chopsticks, so they can only break two branches by themselves.

She gently stirred the porridge and blew on it before feeding her child.

Don't worry, my lord, the empress has said there are more, so there must still be some.

Of course, Liang Hongyu's words were just comforting. What made her feel relieved was the bags of grain piled up on the ground, and the grain boats in the moat.

Food is the basis for them to believe that they can eat enough.

The child has also been hungry for a long time, and he didn't care about the heat at all, so he started eating.

"Hey, it's salty, it has salt in it."

"Yes, yes, His Highness is still thoughtful."

"It's a pity that they are all coarse grains. It would be fine if they were fine white rice."

"You can't stop your mouth with food."

Xilihulu was accompanied by discussions.

It was Zhao Huan's request to add salt to the porridge.

Victims can catch snakes and frogs, gather wild vegetables, grass roots and bark to feed their hunger, and if they are lucky, someone can even give them some rice noodles. It is not a big problem to survive.

However, salt is something that can never be obtained except by stealing.

The south of the Yangtze River is near the sea, not far from the salt producing areas, and the price of salt is forty to fifty yuan a catty.

This price is not a small burden for ordinary people, so naturally it will not be given to the victims of the disaster.

There is no salt to eat, lack of strength, and easy to get sick. Zhao Huan added salt to the porridge and asked the victims to add some salt.

In an instant, many people's bowls were empty.

Those who are greedy have to lick the bowl clean, anyway, the mouth of the bowl is not smaller than the face, so it is easy to lick. The smarter ones immediately take the empty bowl and go to make another bowl.

"Listen, after eating the second bowl, go take a shower immediately, and then eat the second bowl after washing up." Wei Jia led several soldiers back and forth, shouting.

"Master Wei, how can you let me wait to take a shower?" asked one of the victims.

Wei Jia used to be one of them, but he was appreciated by the prince and got an errand to assist in disaster relief, so he was able to fly.

It's impossible to say that you're not jealous, but after all, you won't just turn a blind eye after getting to know each other once.

Moreover, if you have doubts in your heart, you can naturally ask them out.

Wei Jia said: "Everyone is running around, their bodies haven't been cleaned for a long time, they are already filthy, and they are very easy to get sick.

In order to prevent large-scale infectious diseases, each must take a bath once. "

"There's no hot water here. If you catch a cold while taking a bath, it will be terrible."

"Yeah, my clothes are all dirty, so what's the use of taking a shower?"

Hearing their complaints, Wei Jia was not angry, but said: "Your Highness is kind, everyone will be given a set of clothes, and when taking a bath, the men go to the river by themselves, and the women and children have hot water.

It's already a bit hot at the beginning of the sun, so it's okay to go into the water, just wash me off. "

"Listen to Master Wei." Someone shouted.

"It's not my order, it's His Royal Highness's arrangement." Wei Jia said.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward." Many victims of the disaster bowed down to the top of the city.

A suit of clothes, including three pieces of jacket, trousers and inner lining, would cost about two pennies if you bought them all new.

Even if it is an old one, as long as it is not completely broken and generally intact, it will cost five or six hundred wen.

The number is quite large.

Of course, Zhao Huan didn't spend his own money, or even bring it with him.

Yao Zheng, the prefect of Runzhou, had his home ransacked, and nearly [-] yuan was seized, which was directly used to buy clothes in the city.

There are not so many new ones, and the old ones are bought at a premium of [-] to [-]%. Urban residents are still willing to make some money.

While the victims were eating, soldiers had already set up tents nearby.

There are not many tents, just over 20.

"Master Wei, is this where we stay overnight?" someone asked.

"Of course not. How can we fit in such a small space?" Wei Jia replied.

"Then this?"

Wei Jia said, "This is a bathing place for the old and the weak, women and children. After it's cleaned up, I'll live in the school grounds in the city."

"Maybe I can sleep soundly." A victim said with a grin.

The school grounds were originally barracks for local soldiers, but Runzhou was the same as other places in the south of the Yangtze River. There were basically no forbidden troops, and there were not one out of ten Xiang troops, so the school grounds were naturally vacant.

At this time, it is best to use it to resettle the victims.

When there was a lot of discussion, a soldier came and shouted: "Listen, we need 100 people to clean up the school grounds, and we will pay you [-] Wen..."

"The villain is willing to go."

"Master Jun, the villain is a good hand at work."

"Master Jun, villain..."

"Shut up!" the soldier shouted, "As long as the boys are ten to thirteen years old, the rest have other jobs."

"Master Jun, why is there still an age limit?" Someone asked boldly.