Song Yichen squatted down at an old man sitting on the corner of the street and said to the old man with a dull expression.

I saw that the old man was almost skinny from hunger, and perhaps the reason why he hadn't spoken to anyone else for a long time, he didn't react for a while when he heard Song Yichen's words, and only said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Where is there any relief money, we haven't even seen a child......

The expected answer, but it still made Song Yichen frown.

"What about the prefect? Has it ever occurred after a flood? Song Yichen continued to ask, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Of course there were...... It's all about having fun......" The old man said and suddenly smiled, with a hint of despair in his smile, and then heard her say again: "It is said that the current emperor is a Ming Jun, but we people here are afraid that they don't have that blessing......"

Later, Song Yichen didn't ask anything more, there were many old people like this on the street, and some were even more serious than this old man. And the old man's words just now, not to mention Song Yichen, even Wen Xiaoluo was in a panic when he heard it. She didn't know what Song Yichen was thinking, but she definitely didn't feel good in her heart.

As the emperor, Song Yichen has great ambitions. Chen Guo is indeed developing towards a good place under his leadership now. However, the emperor is far away, and there are always some places that he can't reach. For example, now, there are countless local officials, large and small, in the entire Chen Kingdom. This area of the Yellow River is slightly closer to the city of Andu than to those more remote places. This is true of all the prefect officials of this place. It is not known how serious the corruption and bribery are in other places.

Later, Song Yichen and the others went to the more prosperous areas of the city to take a look, and ******** was still open. Especially in a place like the Qinglou, before Song Yichen and the others approached, they could see those Qinglou women standing in the Qinglou who were full of guests soliciting guests. With a smile on his face and naked clothes on his body, the decoration in the green building was magnificent, and there was no sign of disaster.

Song Yichen glanced at the Qinglou women with some disgust, and then said to Wen Xiaoluo, "Let's go." ”

Wen Xiaoluo was a little puzzled by Song Yichen's suddenly sinking face, although he wanted to ask. But considering that it is now a public place. I endured it. Half of the city has not been completed, and the sky is already dark, and the prosperous area and the fringe area of this city can be said to be two extremes, the prosperous area is still the same, while the fringe area is extremely barren.

If the whole city is rich or poor. That's in the past. But this is clearly not the case. Outside the city and on the edge of the city were desolate and bleak. But the city is prosperous, and the drunken gold fans are still there. The local prefect is doing a really good job...... Song Yichen's face was gloomy, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

However, Song Yichen's self-control ability has always been very good. So by the time he got back to the inn, he was back to normal. The shopkeeper had already returned to the inn, and when he saw Song Yichen and them coming back, he greeted them with a smile, and said to Song Yichen with a smile: "Guest officer, you are back, how are you going?" ”

The corners of Song Yichen's mouth hooked, revealing a satisfied look and then said: "The city is not bad, but the edge of the city is not very good, which makes me feel a little unsteady to have fun. So ......" Song Yichen glanced at the people behind him, and then the entourage behind him took out a bag of silver coins and handed it to the shopkeeper, and then Song Yichen continued: "So I also asked the shopkeeper to make some steamed buns, and I sent someone to those disaster victims, so that when I went to have fun, I was happy to go." Song Yichen's words were light and light.

The shopkeeper looked at the bag of silver and his eyes were almost full of light, and he took it hurriedly, and said with a smile: "The little one knows, don't worry, all the guest officers, you are satisfied with what you are sure to do!" ”

Song Yichen nodded when he heard this, and didn't say anything more. In fact, he knew in his heart that with this bag full of money, the shopkeeper would definitely embezzle a lot. But since Song Yichen said so, if he wants to keep Song Yichen, a big fish, he will definitely not give up the greater interests in the future just for the sake of immediate interests. So no matter what, he will definitely make this bun, and he will do it well, and make Song Yichen satisfied.

For this reason, the buns were made early the next morning. There are several large pots of steamed buns, all of which are the size of an adult man's palm, Song Yichen asked people to try one, and the bread in it is still minced with meat, although it is not much, but it is also rare. But even so, the money that Song Yichen gave to the shopkeeper was actually not used up, but now it is enough to do this.

Song Yichen asked his people to distribute buns to the victims in the city, and many people died in the flood this time. But even so, many of the people who have survived the disaster have survived. So in fact, these big pots of buns are still a little reluctant. But at least, they can survive the day. Then I give it once a day, and although I can't eat enough, I won't starve to death.

Song Yichen's actions must have caused a sensation in the city, after all, since the flooding of the Yellow River, although people have come here one after another to help the victims. However, the situation of more monks and less porridge is difficult to take into account the whole picture. And there are so many people affected by the disaster, so if it weren't for the huge wealth of the family, they couldn't afford it at all. So after a few days, the rich people who originally came to help gradually disappeared.

Now that Song Yichen is here, the relief for the victims in one day or two is enough. However, it has been several days in a row to give food to the victims in the city. There are so many people affected by the disaster, and these expenses are definitely not something that an ordinary rich person can afford. So, of course, Song Yichen and his party attracted the attention of local officials.

It was also on the sixth day that Song Yichen and the others came here that those officials finally found Song Yichen and them in person......

The officials who come are the local prefects, and many prefects will be called parent officials, but the prefects of this place do not deserve such a title at all. When the prefect came, Song Yichen and the others were having dinner in the hall of the inn, and when they saw a fat-headed, big-eared, but well-faced person walking towards them with a few entourage, everyone suddenly understood a little in their hearts.

The fish finally took the bait, Wen Xiaoluo glanced at the man indifferently, and thought to himself. Now that those people are finally willing to come to them, the road ahead will be much simpler...... (To be continued.) )