Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 455

Xiao Jian, Qi Su, Mo Qing, Mo Li and Cai Yun followed closely behind her. For a year, no matter where she went, she always took them with her habitually. That feeling seemed to belong to her. Xiaobai seemed to accompany her.

Wu Yu was angry for a long time because of this incident.

Xiyan just didn't want him to be in trouble, after all, every step she took was to destroy his country.

A person's beliefs can be changed, but that place is the place where he was born and raised after all, and he doesn't want unnecessary changes because of other things, she has never been a kind person.

At the front is the flag that symbolizes Liuli, and then there is Xiyan and his party, and behind them, the Habayashi Army in silver armor is carrying hundreds of large boxes. , everyone knows that this is their kind Princess Gong who is going to rescue those suffering ordinary people.

Every time a policy is promulgated, there will be Princess Gong. I don't know how many people want to have such a daughter, and how many people secretly call Mo Yan'an a big bastard in their hearts. Such a daughter doesn't know the treasure.

"emperor."

Above the East City Gate, Xia Mingxu stood in the center with a cloak on his body, and behind him stood Huang Wei and Empress Mo Yunxia, ​​and the eunuch on the side ran up to Xia Mingxu panting, bowed and said, "Everyone!" Ready."

Xia Mingxu nodded, and waved his hand vigorously. On the city wall, he could only hear the sound of a gust of wind. The red curtain hung down, and the four golden characters on it shone brightly in the early morning. , enough to burn the eyes, and even burn the heart.

"Relieve the disaster on behalf of the heavens."

The simple four words, but the meaning is so obvious, her disaster relief this time represents her.

Hundreds of civil and military officials lined up to send each other off. This is a specification that the queen does not have, let alone the emperor. In this world, there is a person who can replace the emperor and is recognized by the emperor. The civil and military officials at Dongcheng Gate frowned in displeasure.

The meaning of this is too obvious.

"Princess Gong!"

"Relieve the disaster on behalf of the heavens."

The people were excited. Although there was only one year, their quality of life was as good as their mothers. They didn't care who was the emperor, what they cared most about was who could make them live a good life.

They were naturally envious of those hundreds of cars, but since the new emperor ascended the throne, the tax has been reduced for three years. This is already a great benefit, and people should not be too greedy.

They are now well fed and clothed, while those people are in dire straits.

The crowd was boiling, the blood seemed to be ignited at once, and then boiled, the common people were excited, cheering wave after wave, some even shed tears.

Xiyan rode the white horse calmly, and occasionally waved to the people who supported her. Although her face was still calm, she was still a little excited in her heart. The support of so many people made her feel satisfied.

At least, it was also a small success.

"Madam, it's really right to hang out with you."

Xiao Jian rode close to Xiyan, wiping away tears: "I'm so excited."

And from the beginning to the end, Xia Mingxu stood on the city wall, watching her leave without looking back, his heart was empty, he had an illusion, it seemed that this farewell was forever.

Only after being in it can we know how serious the so-called serious flood is.

The entire team was divided into three groups. Xi Yan adhered to the principle of leading by example, led the mighty team, and started the first battle.

In the face of a disaster, it is most likely to have a series of chain reactions. Xiao Jian sounded the alarm for them from the very beginning, which is similar to what Xi Yan said. For Xiyan's safety, the only person with the most skilled medical skills could be by her side, as well as Caiyun who would never leave no matter what.

Xi Qing had the slightest idea that the mudslides induced by the mountain torrents completely destroyed their homes. Lancheng, the imperial capital of Zhilan, was not affected too much because of its high terrain and the distance from the torrents across Chaozhou and Yanzhou. This only exacerbates the current situation where the background is leaving the country.

The road after the flash flood was extremely muddy. Fortunately, there has been no heavy rain recently. Otherwise, in this era when the roads are completely muddy and there are no planes to drop them by air, the hundreds of cars she brought are simply It is difficult to move an inch, and if you want to send it to those people, it is really no different from the Arabian Nights.

At the beginning, I only saw a few corpses occasionally, lying in the middle of the muddy road, emitting a stench in the sun. Along the way, you will encounter groups of three or five groups, with tattered quilts on their backs and Guo Guo, with a haggard face, was pressed by heavy things on his back, and his thin body was hunched, and there were not many people. Xi Yan asked the accompanying people to give some silver taels, and asked Xiao Jian to take some anti-epidemic medicine for them. Drink, stop and go, the journey is naturally very slow.

Along the way, every few minutes you can see the person who was struggling just now suddenly foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground. The relatives in front of him saw them lying on the ground, shaking their bodies constantly, crying loudly, His voice was hoarse, it could be seen that the one who fell was not his first relative, that feeling was not being abandoned by his own relatives, but by the whole world.

The child in his arms was skinny, as if his bones could be crushed with just a light pinch, crying, screaming, and hysterical.

With mourning everywhere, Xiyan couldn't help popping out this word in her mind.

The more we walked towards the disaster area, the more and more corpses were lying in the middle, which was shocking. Later, a small team was even specially arranged to collect the corpses along the way and burn them.

On the fifth day after being separated from Mo Qingmo, Xiyan met the first team that literally escaped. Men and women, old and young, every face was almost exactly the same. The expression, the numb expression tortured by pain, the eyes, the surprise when seeing the team led by Xiyan, and then buried by a deeper despair.

Some people, who are first-time mothers, laugh almost like Xiyan. The youth of Erba should be the most beautiful in life, but their faces are covered with wind and frost, not the condensed coldness on Xiyan's face. Ice is daunting, but you can't help approaching it. It is a kind of aging that does not match their age.

(End of this chapter)