After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

In the splendid hall, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, which was heavy and dull, making people's hearts skip a beat.

The civil and military officials in the palace knelt down one by one and shouted "Your Majesty, please calm down".

On the dragon throne, the anger on the majestic emperor's face did not weaken because of these light words: "Calm down your anger? Longyou has had almost no harvest since last year, but why did the memorial that was presented earlier say that everything is related to Same as in previous years?! What do local officials and inspectors do for food?!"

The imperial court has a complete disaster relief plan. As soon as the local government reports it, the materials will be ready and sent immediately.

Moreover, local officials may not necessarily be held accountable. After all, manpower is limited and they appear too weak in the face of natural disasters.

Therefore, as long as the situation is not serious and local officials have tried their best, the emperor can understand it.

In addition to the officials stationed in various places, the imperial court also sent patrol envoys to various places. These people changed places every three years to supervise whether the local officials were fulfilling their duties. They also sent separate documents to the imperial court every quarter to explain the details of their location.

Among them, the grain harvest needs to be written as a separate and detailed document.

Logically speaking, this should not happen.

And this time, things are already so serious, and the capital has just received the news.

The person who sent the message was able to leave dressed as a refugee.

Obviously, Longyou is not just a natural disaster, the primary reason for the current situation is even a man-made disaster!

In anger, the emperor directly smashed the inkstone at hand: "If it weren't for the fact that someone had exchanged his son for food, and those bastards couldn't hold him back, wouldn't I know until the people of Longyou entered the capital? !”

All the ministers below were silent.

The emperor's face was gloomy, but he did not just vent his anger.

He shook his sleeves fiercely, thought for a moment, and said: "The Ministry of Household Affairs will verify the disaster situation as soon as possible and prepare materials for disaster relief. It is better to have surplus than not enough. Follow-up subsidies must also be arranged properly."

"Such a big thing happened in the local area, but the local government and the supervisor did not say a word. The officials went back to select a few people who can take on the responsibility, and brought them over to bring me those trash!"

"Go to the Imperial Hospital again and ask Imperial Physician Xu to order a few people to accompany you. After the disaster is over, I don't want to hear that anyone has died due to the epidemic."

As the emperor spoke out his words, some of the kneeling ministers stood up quickly, bowed and retreated.

After saying this, the emperor's eyes fell on Shen Chuan: "My dear, you have to go there in person for this matter."

Everyone else immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The road to Longyou is far away, and people have exchanged their children for food. It has obviously become a hell on earth.

Moreover, His Majesty attaches great importance to this matter. If he fails to handle it, he may lose his head, so even if it is a fat job, no one dares to move forward.

Shen Chuan bowed his hand and said, "I will fulfill my mission."

The emperor nodded, turned his head and said, "Deshan, go to General Chen's house in person, borrow his son, and tell him to ensure your beloved's safety, otherwise, he won't have to come back."

The son of General Chen is a martial arts fanatic. No one in the younger generation is better than him in martial arts.

Speaking of military generals in their prime, there were not none in the imperial court, but those people were older than Shen Chuan, so it was inevitable that they would be a little arrogant and unwilling to succumb to him.

But Chen Jinxuan was different. At best, he was pure-hearted, at worst, he was stupid. Shen Chuan took no trouble in handling him.

Shen Chuan already has a heavy responsibility, and his energy should be entirely focused on disaster relief. The fewer such chores that may distract his energy, the better.

Deshan said "yes" and left quickly.

Shen Chuan also stood up and left, going straight back to Tianshui Lane.

It would take four or five days for the Ministry of Finance to prepare things and the Ministry of Personnel to select and deploy manpower. When he came back and arranged his manpower properly, he was going to find the person who sent the message to understand the situation.

"This trip may take several months or even half a year. Please tell Cheng Cong and the others to stay in the capital. If there is anything important, they can fly eagle to send a message. Don't delay."

"Tell Dexi to pay attention to the situation in the palace, especially the sixth prince. Don't let go of his every move."

"Since Bai Yujing has completed the construction, let's choose the nearest date to open it."

"That side of Anyuan Hou's Mansion...that's all, let's talk about it when we get back."

A hint of coldness flashed in Shen Chuan's eyes, which was quickly suppressed.

Wei Ze nodded and quickly turned around and went out to make arrangements.

Shen Chuan stood in the yard and turned to look next door.

For nearly half a month, Jiang Fuyue has not returned and there is no news.

Shen Chuan sighed quietly.

But don't wait until the weather gets cold and the hot spring villa opens before he can see her.

That was really too long.

Forget it, when he comes back this time, he'd better ask for a leave from His Majesty and go over to find her.

Shen Chuan shook his head, walked into the house, and packed his luggage.

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On the other side, in a patch of red land, Jiang Fuyue and others had already encountered the first wave of refugees.

There were nearly a hundred people of different heights, but they were all so thin that only their skeletons were left. They were all dressed in tatters and had dull eyes, wandering like ghosts on the dusty dirt road.

Men took women with them, women took children with them, some even held babies in their arms, but no cries were heard.

Occasionally someone falls, but they don't seem to notice it. The people behind step on the people in front and still go their own way.

It seemed that they were left with only an empty human shell, and their souls had already left. They were just waiting for this empty shell to fall to the ground at a moment when they lost their balance, and their lives would come to an end.

Mrs. Zhou was so shocked by this scene that her scalp went numb, and she quickly whispered: "Go further away and keep your distance from them."

The driver was so frightened by the scene before him that he almost couldn't recover. After receiving the order, he decisively turned the reins and gave them the road.

Carefully staying away from this group of refugees, Jiang Fuyue managed to regain her breathing.

Jingzhe Guyu on the side also breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Zhou's face darkened and she said, "We can't rest at night. We have to rush back to Liangzhou City as soon as possible."

Going forward, we probably won’t have the conditions for stable accommodation, so we’ll have to sleep in the woods.

But their group's goal is too big, and they are likely to be targeted.

Jiang Fuyue also nodded.

Just not sleeping is better than not being able to sleep at all.

Jiang Fuyue thought for a moment and said, "Let's take a detour instead of taking the main road."

Madam Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly went to give orders to the coachman.

Yes.

I am afraid that they will often encounter refugees on the road, so they are safe if they walk around.

So the carriage took a detour, and before dark, they entered a village.

This village is even more eerily quiet.

The weather is gloomy, like visiting a tomb in a ruins.

The carriage did not dare to enter the village rashly, so it stopped at the entrance of the village. Bai Luhanlu got out of the car and walked around, then came back with a heavy face: "There are no survivors."

Not only were there no survivors, they also found empty cooking pots in some yards, with small and lonely bones scattered around.

In some homes, there is someone lying on the bed, but they have been dead for a long time, and they are just lying there without any covering.

The road was full of hungry people, and the carriage passed by them. Everyone couldn't bear to lower the curtains, and even the strong guards accompanying them couldn't bear to look anymore.

Everyone did not dare to stop and continued to move forward under dusk.