Prince of Chaos

Chapter 62 Disaster Relief
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Outside the Zhengyang Gate, that is, outside the Qianmen Building.

The sky and the earth are gray and white as far as the eye can see.

The dry grass on the ground, the ice and snow covering the ground, and the graying sky all imply that this day will be very cold.

There are still more than ten miles away from Qianmenlouzi, a group of people in criss-crossing ragged clothes are slowly moving towards a huge city in front of them.

The old grandson and his little grandson are among this huge team.

Old Suntou's eyes are cloudy now, and he is no longer as shrewd as he was when he was a small landlord.

The old grandson never dreamed that the rumbling sound was not the autumn thunder that kills all things, but the endless torrential water of the Yellow River!
The water was like a giant beast that covered the sky and covered the earth. It roared and rushed out of the river channel that bound its huge body, and slammed into the vast plains on both sides.

He remembered that after he heard the sound, he wore a robe and went from the house to the turret. The old grandson clearly saw the huge yellow beast pushing and destroying everything in front of him.

Up to now, thinking of the old grandson's body is trembling involuntarily.

His three sons and two grandsons, as well as his old wife, and the [-] mu of land on which his family depended for survival, all disappeared in this unexpected flood.

He was the only one who didn't know whether it was fate or a joke of fate that made him hug an old tree with a crooked neck and hang on the tree for three days before escaping.

And by this time he had nothing left.

He could only follow the fleeing crowd all the way, he didn't know where he was now, and he forgot how long he had been walking.Anyway, I just walked forward step by step numbly, eating whatever I picked up on the road.

Now another city appeared in front of him, and the old grandson finally had some light in his eyes.

Where there is a city, there is hope!

Tens of thousands of refugees finally arrived here under some unknown guidance.

"Grandpa, what's ahead?"

A child held by the old grandson asked timidly.

This child was picked up by the old grandson on the road out of kindness. Because the child looked like his dead child, he was moved with kindness and protected the poor child along the way.

He hoped that one day if he died, this child would help him die.Therefore, the old grandson is also very kind to this child.

The old grandson said, "That's a city."

The child asked, "What city is it?"

The old grandson shook his head and said, "Grandpa doesn't know either. I just hope we can stop when we get to this city."

The brilliance in the child's eyes lit up immediately, "We will definitely stop."

Old Sun gave a wry smile. If they could really stop, they would have stopped along the way, but no city was willing to take them in. stay the same.

And they can only go forward all the way, not knowing where the end of the road is?
Now it is cold and snow is falling.

The old grandson has fewer and fewer people who come to follow him during this time. Many people fell on the road, but no one has the strength to bury them. What they do most is to tear off their clothes , What's more, they are secretly eating their meat.

The horror along the way has long made the old grandson forget what hope looks like.

Inside the Zhengyang Gate, hundreds of servants were urgently gathering together.

Yiwang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture is arranging tasks to let them leave the city in an orderly manner and maintain the law and order of the upcoming [-] refugees.

At the same time, he also arranged for people to set up a big pot outside the Zhengyang Gate and start cooking gruel. The cabinet had already issued a death order to him and the household department, that is, people should not freeze to death.

While the sky is still bright, teams of rescue teams began to wait out of the city.They began to set up simple tents one by one.

Every tent is covered with hay, and as for other supplies, there is still nothing.We can only mobilize slowly.

"Is the porridge ready?"

Yiwang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture stood on the tower and watched the dark crowd approaching, he anxiously asked the people around him.

"My lord, the porridge has been cooked for more than [-] pots, and today we can guarantee that all the refugees who come here can have a bowl of hot rice."

Yiwang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture was overjoyed.Then he asked, "How's the tent going?"

At this time, the official in charge of the tent was a little embarrassed.

He said: "My lord, there is a shortage of materials now, and there is a lot of shortage of manpower to build tents. By tonight, at most, we can only build [-] simple tents."

Yiwang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture turned dark when he heard that there were only [-] tents. How could [-] tents be enough for so many refugees?Even if fifty people are stuffed into one tent, it takes six hundred tents to accommodate them.Now that the shortage has reached one hundred, doesn't this mean that at least five thousand refugees will not be able to shelter from the cold in tents tonight?
It's so cold in Beijing now, 5000 people are blown by the cold wind in the wild, wouldn't hundreds of them freeze to death overnight?

Yi Wang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture said: "I don't care what method you use, even if you demolish your own house, there must be [-] tents coming out tonight."

The government officials in Shuntian Mansion suddenly felt embarrassed, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

Yi Wang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture asked again at this time: "What about the people from the household department? We can't let Shuntian Prefecture do all the work, let them also send people to work."

A yamen official said: "Master Fu, the people in the household department said that their duty is to manage money, and managing people is the business of Shuntian Mansion."

Yiwang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture became angry immediately, "Manage the money? Let them manage the money, these refugees have eaten me! The cabinet said that this matter was done by the Ministry of Households and our Shuntian Prefecture. Why did they come here? Have you all shrunk your head?"

Yi Wang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture left the Zhengyang Gate Tower angrily and went straight to the Hubu lobby.

"Song Shangshu, what do you mean by this? We agreed to fight together, why don't you show your strength?"

Yi Wang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture arrived at the lobby of the household department and went directly to Song Xun's office and yelled.

Song Xun looked at the angry Shuntian Prefecture Yi, and Song Xun said: "The responsibilities are different. Our household department is only responsible for mobilizing money, food and materials. The affairs of refugees are the affairs of your Shuntian Prefecture."

Yi Wang Yongji of Shuntian Prefecture was angry, "Don't talk about this to me, your household department didn't pay this time, and you still want to manage the money. How can there be such a good thing in this world? Why do you take all the good things?"

Song Xun was unmoved, he was not afraid of this upright Shuntian Fu Yi, Song Xun said: "The court system is here. The duties of the household department are here. You are the parent official in the capital, so it is natural for you to do it." It is."

Shuntian Mansion Yin Wang Yongji said angrily: "You really can't do anything?"

Song Xun said: "Responsibilities are limited. Besides, the household department has arranged personnel to prepare food and send it to Shuntian Mansion. How can you say that our household department has not contributed? And the resettlement work of the refugees from the outer sect is not the household department. Duty, the Ministry of Households does not interfere with Shuntian Mansion's operations. So, why do you say we don't do our best?"

Shuntian Prefecture Governor Wang Yongji was really pissed off by Song Xun. In the morning, when he heard that the emperor's internal funds had arrived, he went to the cabinet to ask for money. Now that the money is directly controlled by the cabinet, he even put it out. this gesture.This is really unreasonable!

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