Abandoned prince's favorite

Qiangzhou City.

There were victims in twos and threes, all ragged, sallow and emaciated, rummaging through the ruins for food with sticks.

Xu found something in the ruins, and several people fought together.

It's just a small bag of bran, which was used to feed pigs and livestock in the past, but now they are so hungry that several people are desperately trying to tear, scratch, bite, and kick like that uncivilized man. The beast in general.

He Tongen's lips were pursed tightly, and his brows were furrowed.

"Does Master He think that the prefect of Qiangzhou should not kill him?"

Yu Fengbao asked coldly.

When they were still more than ten miles away from Qiangzhou City, Yu Fengbao and He Tongen had different opinions on whether to kill chickens to make an example to monkeys, and neither of them would give in.He Tongen relied on himself as an official for many years and had rich experience. He wholeheartedly believed that Liang Hanlin, the prefect of Qiangzhou, was an official of the imperial court, and the imperial court should decide all the mistakes he made.But Yu Fengbao didn't take it seriously. Now that the people's hearts have been scattered, how to quickly gain the trust of the people is more important than anything else. This is also the top priority of disaster relief.

Under the dispute between the two sides, no one is willing to give in.

In the end, Yu Fengbao suggested that the two of them should go to Qiangzhou City to take a look as disaster victims before making a decision.

He Tongen was in the way of Yu Fengbao being Xie Chengan's favorite person, so he didn't insist anymore, so the two disguised themselves and entered Qiangzhou City.

Unexpectedly, there are starving people on the road, and people who sell their children and daughters abound. It is like a purgatory on earth.

Yu Fengbao stepped forward to separate the fighters, and took out naan bread for them. They were so hungry that they swallowed the naan biscuit twice, but the naan biscuit was so hard that they all choked. He stretched his neck.

"I heard that the emperor personally sent an imperial envoy to Qiangzhou for disaster relief. If you hold on for a few more days, when the imperial envoy arrives, we will have a way out."

One of the older victims glanced at Yu Fengbao with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Fuck, this is just to fool you young people. Since ancient times, officials and officials have been protecting each other. Even if the imperial envoys come, they will only care about making money for themselves, and they will not care about the lives of us ordinary people."

What he said was filled with righteous indignation, and several other people also echoed and cursed.

"If I see the imperial envoy, I'll be ready to poop and wait for him. These dog officials don't have any good stuff."

One of them pointed at a mansion in the city and roared angrily.

"Have you seen it? That's the mansion of the magistrate. It's magnificent. These dog officials hide in there to eat and drink spicy food. How have they ever cared about the lives and deaths of us?"

He Tongen's complexion was very ugly, as if a fly had been caught in his throat, his face turned blue and white.

Yu Fengbao persuaded those people a few words.

"Don't worry, hope may be late, but it will always come. There are always more good people than bad people in this world."

The two of them walked all the way to Liang Hanlin's mansion by stepping on gravel and broken tiles. It was really magnificent. The stone lions on both sides of the door stared majestically with big eyes like copper bells. With golden light, very dazzling.

Compared with the surrounding ruins, this mansion can be called a heavenly palace.

There are heavy guards outside the mansion, and countless victims of disasters are wandering outside, but they are afraid of the weapons in the hands of the guards, so they only watch from a distance and dare not make any moves.

Suddenly, a young woman with a baby in the crowd rushed to the door, knelt at the guard's feet, grabbed the guard's clothes with one hand, and begged: "I beg you to save my child, as long as the adults are willing to save me!" child, I am willing to do anything."

She kept kowtowing, and then reached out to untie her clothes.

The guard was a little impatient, and kicked the young woman to the ground, "You don't take a piss and take care of yourself, I can't even look down on a bastard like you, let alone us Mr. Zhifu, if you are sensible, get out of here, if you dare to cry here, be careful about the sword in my hand, sir."

He pulled out the sword with a "chuckle", and a silver light shone on the young woman's face.

The face of the young woman was stained with tears, and the cry of the baby in her arms became smaller and smaller. Her eyes burst out with a look of determination. There was death on both sides. It would be better to die here. Be able to be with the children.

"what……"

She let out a mournful cry, and rushed towards the guard's sword.

Yu Fengbao's eyes turned red, and he stepped forward to stop him.

"Sister-in-law, why are you doing this? If you die, what will you do with the child in your arms?"

The young woman slumped on the ground and began to cry loudly. It was a heart-piercing cry, filled with deep despair and helplessness.

Yu Fengbao patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

"Believe me, don't give up until the last moment, for nothing but the child in your arms, and you have to persevere."

The young woman looked at the man in front of her eyes through her tears.

The man was young, with compassion and tenderness in his twinkling eyes. He was beautiful, more beautiful than anyone she had ever seen in her life. His eyes were extremely calm, and there was a faint smile on his lips, as if Like the Buddha who crosses people.

The young woman stopped crying and softly coaxed the baby in her arms.

Yu Fengbao walked to He Tongen's side and asked again, "Do you still think Liang Hanlin doesn't need to apologize with death?"

He Tongen was silent, before he could speak in the future.

The lacquered red door opened, and the sound of "squeak" sounded particularly ear-piercing.

"It's not too bad luck to be mourned here early in the morning, so I hurriedly drove people away."

The person who speaks is full of air.

He has a fat head, big ears, a big belly, and he is wearing an excellent Suzhou embroidered robe, which is in stark contrast to the yellow, muscular, and poorly clothed victims around him.

This person is Liang Hanlin, the magistrate of Qiangzhou.

He stood arrogantly on the steps, and looked contemptuously at the victims, as if at this moment he was the emperor who could decide life and death.

Yu Fengbao protected the young woman behind her.

But when the victims who were wandering outside the gate of the mansion saw Liang Hanlin coming out, all of them had bright eyes and surrounded the gate.

There is the aroma of food in the air.

Soon someone brought out an Eight Immortals table and placed it outside the gate of the house. The table was full of dishes, such as stewed elbow with ham, braised wing belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, crucian carp tofu...

A table full of meat dishes.

The aroma of the food made the eyes of the victims red. They kept swallowing, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Liang Hanlin sat at the table, eating slowly, and occasionally threw the leftover bones to the victims' legs. The already hungry victims didn't care about their dignity or being dirty. At this moment, they just wanted to live .

Seeing the disaster victims fighting for a piece of meat and bones, Liang Hanlin laughed out loud. This is much more fun than watching a play.

He was holding a piece of chicken thigh.

"Fight, fight for me, whoever wins, this chicken leg will be his."

He Tongen's hand hanging by his side was clenched into a fist, and his nails were firmly embedded in his flesh. He has been in the capital for a long time, and he is used to a life of rich clothes and fine food. He has long forgotten that not everyone in Dazhou can have enough to eat. In warm clothes.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Kill!"

With a bloodthirsty smile, Yu Fengbao cast a look at the dark place.

Liang Hanlin was watching a good show, when suddenly a gust of wind blew by, he felt a chill on his neck, and the cold blade of the sword touched his neck.

"I'm the official of the imperial court. If you kill me, you won't be able to escape."

Yu Fengbao walked forward with a sneer.

"People of Qiangzhou, the disaster relief minister sent by the emperor has come, you don't have to be afraid, just tell me if you have any grievances, the imperial envoy will make decisions for you."

Disaster victims, you look at me and I look at you, and no one dares to answer.

Holding the long sword in his hand, Yu Fengbao walked over. With a wave of the long sword, one arm was thrown into the air, bringing up a large pool of blood. Liang Hanlin cried out in pain, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Who the hell are you? You know that killing an official of the imperial court is a serious crime against the Nine Clans."

Yu Fengbao chuckled, "Since you said that you are an official of the imperial court, I would like to ask you, the earthquake in Qiangzhou caused the people to be displaced. The common people are in trouble?"

With a flash of silver light, the other arm also flew out, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Seeing this, the victims below believed that the imperial envoy had come, and that he had really come.Everyone wanted to rush forward to drink Liang Hanlin's blood and gnaw his bones. Countless voices rang out, accusing Liang Hanlin of his crimes.

Yu Fengbao asked the civil servants to record it and put it in front of Liang Hanlin.

"These crimes are enough to kill you a hundred times."

Liang Hanlin was already in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and he passed out as soon as he tilted his head.

Yu Fengbao said again: "Go get a big urn, put the person in it, and put it outside the gate of the mansion. Don't let him die easily. All the people who have received his fish and meat can spit on him. Qiangzhou City will have a day!" Until it is rebuilt, he will suffer for a day."

He Tongen persuaded in a low voice: "Is this too much? Why don't you give him a good time."

"No. With him as an example, we can knock the mountains and shake the tiger and make the subordinates obey. We are all new here, and many things have to be handled by the subordinates. If the subordinates are not dedicated, the disaster relief will be much slower. Mr. He should know this better than me, right?"

With a cold face, Yu Fengbao explained in a deep voice.

"Leave the rest to Mr. He."

After finishing speaking, he covered his mouth and ran in hastily.

He Tongen raised his arm and pressed it down, "I am the disaster relief minister personally sent by the emperor. You don't have to worry, the supplies have been delivered one after another. The emperor is concerned about the people of Qiangzhou, please Don't worry, good days will definitely come again, and Qiangzhou City will be as lively as before."

All the victims knelt on the ground, crying and shouting: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Such disaster relief in Qiangzhou can be regarded as a successful first step.

He Tongen turned around and looked at Yu Fengbao's back. He never thought that the young Yu Fengbao would have such insight, so he couldn't help admiring him.

But at this moment, Yu Fengbao was bending over, throwing up dizzily.

The blood spots brought up by the two swords fell on his face just now, causing his stomach to churn, and he finally vomited when he got to a place where there was no one else.

After vomiting, I felt a golden light in my eyes, and I lost all strength.

……

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xie Chengan buried himself in the pile of memorials. Since Yu Fengbao left, he only slept for two or three hours a day, and spent the rest of the time dealing with government affairs. If he hadn't exhausted all his energy, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it. Stop thinking about it, leave everything behind, and run to Qiangzhou.

Chang Li brought over the freshly brewed tea, the tea was about [-]% hot, and the tea was from Mingqian Longjing.

"Your majesty, you'd better take a break. You're so disregarding your own body. When the young master comes back, if you see that you are tired and thin, you will definitely scold the servant."

Xie Chengan stretched, and stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

"Has there ever been a letter from Qiangzhou?"

Chang Li shook his head.

Xie Chengan was about to say something more, when he saw an eunuch walking in holding a yellowed ancient book.

"Report to the emperor, I found it."

Xie Chengan stood up abruptly, and it was rare for him to show a somewhat moved expression in front of the servant.

"Are you sure it's about southern Xinjiang?"

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