she won't live to twenty

"Your Highness was joking." After a while, Prefect Liang hid the hostility in his eyes and smiled submissively.

Wuming still had the contemptuous smile just now: "In the next few days, Prefect Liang can give it a try, but..."

"First, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince and I entered Fengcheng by water. Many people along the way saw it, and many of them were nobles from various places. If she and I died in Fengcheng, whether it was Master Liang or not , you probably won't be able to escape. Master Liang, you know that His Highness is a dude, the kind who never makes sense."

"Second thing...Master Liang, do you think my sword is faster, or your crossbow?" Wuming said this with a smile, and without any warning, he suddenly drew his sword and swung it backwards. Spread out.

Blood sprayed out from the crowd, and if someone observed carefully, they would find that the soldiers who fell at this time were the ones who showed obscene expressions to the unknown three people earlier.

No one even saw clearly when Wuming returned the dagger in its sheath.

Tang Chiyu held the sword in both hands and squinted and smiled, while the little girl whom Prefect Liang thought was the most innocent and harmless just now didn't respond at all, but looked up obediently at Wuming with clear eyes.

Prefect Liang really couldn't restrain the fear in his heart this time, he leaned on the wall and took two steps back in a panic.

Wuming's smile restrained, and he said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, do what I just said, and if you do it well, you will be saved."

The nameless voice was full of murderous intent.

"Yes, yes..." Prefect Liang was so frightened that he couldn't find his way, he hurriedly arranged for soldiers to set up tents outside the city, and ordered people to go to the city to buy clothes, sheets and other supplies, and send them to the victims.

After arranging all this, Prefect Liang gradually calmed down, and tremblingly said to the three Wuming people: "Your Highness, you go to the mansion to rest first, and I will go to open a warehouse to release food, and then go!"

"Lead the way." Wuming said coldly.

Prefect Liang immediately called the housekeeper and led the three of them to the mansion. He himself got into the carriage and went to the granary to fetch grain.

Entering the Taishou's Mansion, one can see that the surrounding trees are shady, the colorful flowers are in full bloom, and the pavilions and pavilions are well arranged, even more luxurious than the several palaces in the capital.After walking a few steps, Wuming saw with sharp eyes that from time to time there would be beautiful women in fragrant clothes hiding far away in the courtyard, casting curious eyes on them.

The oldest of these women is no more than 21, and the youngest is smaller than Nanyue, which shows how lewd the prefect Liang is in his sixties.

At this time, the banquet is ready, and the smell of meat fills the entire back garden. All kinds of exquisite dishes are placed on the table. The melons and fruits are fresh goods brought in from the Western Regions. The rice is the least produced and the best in the Northeast. Good, the most expensive pearl rice, almost a thousand taels of silver for a table of meals.

Even in the capital, there are few dandy families that can be so extravagant.And those numb refugees outside the city are only a few miles away from the prefect's mansion!This is the real rich smell of wine and meat, there are frozen bones on the road...

The three of Wuming didn't waste it. They simply ate and filled their stomachs, and asked the housekeeper to take them to visit the prefect's mansion.

Walking into a small, remote courtyard, a lingering stench wafted into his nose.

The steward introduced tremblingly: "This is Lieutenant Hu's yard...he has a weird temper and likes to eat meat and blood, so the smell of blood in the yard is stronger."

Wuming put a scimitar on the butler's neck without hesitation: "Tell the truth."

The housekeeper is used to being domineering and domineering with the prefect Liang. Where has he ever been threatened with a knife on his neck when he disagreed with him?What's more, he saw how Captain Hu was beaten up by Wuming just now.

The butler's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground directly: "Captain Hu likes... likes to kill people, and every now and then, he will get someone back to the yard..."

"Who?" Wuming raised his eyebrows.

"Everyone can be... Maybe it's the people in the city, maybe it's the villagers outside the city, or even a sailor soldier..."

"Master Liang just leave him alone?" Wuming said in a frivolous voice, without a trace of anger, but his eyes were terribly cold.

The housekeeper was speechless for a while, two lines of dirty tears were held back from the corners of his eyes.Master Liang not only ignored this matter, but also protected Colonel Hu all the time, allowing him to do evil in the city!Even sometimes, Lord Liang would order Lieutenant Hu to help deal with some dirty things.But does he dare to say this to the two Highnesses?

Seeing that the housekeeper didn't answer, Wuming smiled and said lightly: "I know, I won't make things difficult for you."

As Wuming said, he turned his head and met Tang Chiyu's eyes—prefect Liang must die.

Wuming clapped his hands, led Nanyue, and walked out of the mansion with Tang Chiyu.

The butler tremblingly chased after him: "Your Highness won't stay in the mansion to rest?"

"No, we can just find an inn." Wuming shook his head.

After leaving the prefect's mansion, the three Wuming found a clean and tidy inn at random, but they didn't enter the house to rest immediately, but hurried to the gate of the city.The three of them took advantage of the cover of the night and swept to the city wall to observe the situation outside the city.

In just one or two hours, the number of disaster victims outside the city has increased a lot. According to Wuming's rough estimate, there are about 400 people.

Fortunately, the soldiers had already set up tents in an open space outside the city, and bags of clothes and bedding were also sent out of the city. Although the number was far from enough, at least the old, weak, sick and disabled could be settled first.

Tang Chiyu frowned: "Why is the Fengcheng navy so slow? It took so long to set up two tents. If it was the Weibei army, they would have settled the victims outside."

"The Fengcheng navy hasn't encountered a war in a hundred years. In the past ten years, such a prefect has been set up, and it is inevitable that the golden jade will be ruined." Wuming shook his head lightly and said, "Little Qi, you will take over the position of the navy commander tomorrow." ?”

"Okay." Tang Chiyu responded, and asked in a daze, "Why tomorrow?"

Wuming: "Because I have to trouble you to write a letter to the capital to report the situation in Fengcheng to Tang Zhi."

Tang Zhi would not be distracted from taking care of the refugees from Daxing Mountain, because whether those refugees were dead or alive, they would not bring him any benefit.But Fengcheng is different. Fengcheng is an important place of water transportation hub. Once he can put his subordinates here, it will be a huge profit for him.So he will not only take care of this matter, but also send the most capable officials under him to take over Fengcheng quickly.

It's hard to tell what happened in the future, but at least during the few years when Tang Zhi was fighting with the crown prince, his subordinates would manage the flood in Fengcheng well.

After listening to Wuming's analysis, Tang Chiyu nodded seriously, and the three of them jumped off the city wall and continued to squat by the city gate.

About half an hour later, there was a sound of horseshoes from the street, and the prefect Liang actually brought the grain over by himself.A dozen or so truckloads of food should be enough for the victims to survive this period of time.

Wuming's eyes were still cold.

"Master Liang."

The three of them walked out from the shadows and blocked the city gate. More than a dozen grain trucks were forced to stop in the middle of the road.Prefect Liang poked his head out of the carriage, and smiled submissively: "It's so late, His Highness still came to investigate the disaster, really..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wuming interrupted his praise, drew out his dagger and pointed at the grain truck, "Open it."

Prefect Liang's body froze indiscernibly for a moment, but still with a smile, he lifted the cloth on the grain truck: "It is said that the people depend on food, and this food is the life of the common people. No matter how brave I am, I will , and dare not tamper with the grain cart."

The food is not packed in sacks, but packed in bamboo bags by category. The top of the bamboo bag is indeed good quality grains and grains.

Tang Chiyu walked over and lifted the cloth from the carts behind, but there was nothing unusual.

Prefect Liang kept talking at the side: "Your Highness must have misunderstood this minister earlier. This minister is indeed dedicated to serving the people and wants to solve the flood disaster as soon as possible. But look, Your Highness, this minister is old and his brain is not very bright. That's why there was a delay. After being reminded by His Highness, I finally realized what to do, and immediately acted."

Wuming didn't listen to the prefect Liang's words, went straight to Liangmi, bent down and sniffed.

A very faint musty smell, mixed with the smell of aromatherapy penetrated into the tip of her nose.The aromatherapy is a natural straw aroma, which blends well with the aroma of the grain itself. If it wasn't for Wuming's sharper nose than the average person, he would have been fooled by Prefect Liang.

At this time, Wuming didn't notice that Nanyue beside her also raised the tip of her nose slightly and frowned slightly.

Seeing Wuming standing up, Prefect Liang could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Wuming pulled out the scimitar unexpectedly, and with a light movement of his wrist, the bamboo pocket was cut off in the middle.

The moldy grains in the bamboo pockets fell all over the ground.

Wuming looked coldly at Prefect Liang: "Master Liang, this is what you said, you dare not tamper with the grain truck?"

"This, I... the lower officials don't know either!" Prefect Liang became flustered, but Wuming didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and the red moon scimitar plunged into his mouth, cutting the corners of both mouths with cracks.

Prefect Liang's face was extremely pale, and a terrified "ahah" sound came out of his throat.

"Lead the way, go to the granary." The unknown general Liang Taishou carried one grain cart, Nanyue and Tang Chiyu sat in the other, and the soldiers did not dare to disobey her order and hurriedly led the way.

Wuming noticed from the corner of his eye that a familiar figure stood blankly beside the grain truck, staring at their backs in a daze.

Nan Haomiao looked at the moldy grain, and then at the distant backs of several people, frowning and reaching out to tap his head, as if he was thinking hard about something.

Arriving outside the granary in the small plain beside the city, the trembling prefect Liang suddenly struggled violently, and the fear on his face grew deeper and deeper.

Wuming hadn't entered the granary yet, but just outside, he could smell a strong musty smell.You don't even need to go in to know what kind of scene is inside.Wuming carried Prefect Liang by his collar, carried him to a small pond outside the granary, and pushed his head into the water without any explanation.

Prefect Liang struggled violently, but it was difficult to even move in Wuming's hands.The surrounding soldiers looked at the chilling side face of the barbarian girl from a distance, and felt that her body was completely chilled from the inside out.

Seeing that Prefect Liang was about to lose his income, Wuming pulled his head out of the water: "Is there any good food in the granary?"

Prefect Liang choked on water just now, panted for a long time before trembling: "No...no more."

"As far as I know, every time there is a flood in Fengcheng, the government subsidizes a lot of silver and food. Where did you hide it?"

Prefect Liang hesitated for a moment before being pushed into the water again by Wuming.

When he was fished out again, Prefect Liang's brain was already filled with the fear of death, and he said without any concealment, "In...in Pingjiang County, my...the old house of the Liang family."

Wuming was bored on the merchant ship. After looking at the map of the surrounding area, Pingjiang County is a small county town near Fengcheng City. It takes about four days to go back and forth by mountain roads.

Wuming got the answer he wanted, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and without any warning, he pushed prefect Liang into the water again.This time, Wuming didn't let go until Prefect Liang was completely silent, and kicked his body into the pond.

As early as when they were in Captain Hu's courtyard, Wuming and Tang Chiyu had a murderous intention.Seeing that Prefect Liang was useless in helping the victims, Wuming didn't bother to bear it any longer and did it directly.

Wuming clapped his hands in distaste, stood up straight, and looked at the soldiers lightly: "You all saw it, Master Liang felt ashamed and committed suicide by diving into the water."

The soldiers nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Wuming turned around and walked back a few steps, Nanyue came up to hold her hand, but she unconsciously shrank her palm back: "Dirty."

Nanyue was stunned for a moment, her warm little hands tightly wrapped her fingers, and said seriously: "The nameless hands are not dirty."

Wuming's expression was still cold, but his eyes were filled with warmth.

The next question is, what should we do with the food?From Fengcheng to Pingjiang County, it takes four days to go back and forth. If grain trucks are added, it may take about five days.It will take at least half a month for the flood water to recede.For young and middle-aged people, starving for five days may not be a serious problem, but the old, weak, sick and disabled among the victims may not be able to last that long...

Wuming led Nanyue, and while walking back, discussed countermeasures with Tang Chiyu.In the end, the three of them agreed that Wuming and Nanyue would rush to Pingjiang County to fetch food, while Tang Chiyu would release the excess grain from the Liang family, and then use the treasury of the prefect Liang's family to raise food from the people in the city.

However, due to the flood, Fengcheng has been cut off from the outside world, and there are only merchant ships from the Nan family floating alone on the pier.There is no new food coming in, not to mention the disaster victims outside the city. I am afraid that some people in the city will not be able to survive the flood. How can anyone be willing to sell food?As for the disaster relief food approved by the imperial court, it would be impossible to reach Fengcheng within a month or two.

Tang Chiyu can raise as much food as he can, if he really can't survive the five days of Wuming's departure...

That's all.

Human beings are so small and powerless in the face of sudden natural disasters.

The three of them walked on the street at night, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

When he walked back to the city gate, Nan Haomiao was still standing there. When he saw the three of them coming back, he hurried up to meet them and asked, "His...Your Highness, is there not enough food in the granary?"

Without waiting for Wuming to respond, Nan Haomiao continued: "I have some food on my merchant ship, which can be used for emergency!"