Chapter 138: Yidu City

Fortunately, although Qian Yanyuan is in a hurry, his memory is good, but the officials present remember seven, seven, eight, eight. When Zhao Yan helped these officials up and was polite to them, Qian Yanyuan gave Zhao Yu a soft hint on the side.

In addition, Zhao Yu and Fan Yan didn't stay polite outside for too long, after all, it's summer, not to mention, Jingdong Road is still in a big drought, you can imagine how hot the weather is at this time, even if the wind blows, it's all hot wind. This made Zhao Yu fool a group of officials.

One by one, their hearts were like a spring breeze, which also increased Zhao Yu's reputation a little.

When the group arrived outside Yidu City, they could immediately see refugees everywhere, dilapidated houses that could be used as garbage dumps, and a foul smell filled the air. The refugees, driven by miscellaneous servants and van soldiers, got out of the way, and looked at Zhao Yu and his party numbly, with empty eyes and thin bodies, as if this was no longer a human being, but a living dead.

Fan Yan didn't know if it was really overflowing with sympathy, or pretending, and muttered with a sad face: "Bitter! Bitter! I only hate that I can't build 10,000 tiled houses, and I only hate that I can't save millions of stone of grain. ”

Zhao Yu could only echo on the side, pretending to wipe his tears with sadness, and said emptily: "The way of heaven is ruthless, and it only suffers my people of the Great Song Dynasty." ”

It's not that Zhao Yu is ruthless, it's really that I've seen too much along the way. At the beginning, he was sympathetic, but slowly Zhao Yu was already numb. Besides, is there any use in saying these sympathetic words now?

Other officials, whether sincere or fake, expressed their heartache one by one.

Fan Yan suddenly turned over and dismounted, and in front of the yellow-skinned victims, he said bitterly: "There is no food on the body, only two baked cakes, please use it!" ”

The victim was so moved that tears immediately welled up in his eyes. "Thank you, official! Thank you, Lord Qingtian! ”

Fan Yan also shed tears and said bitterly: "This official is incompetent, which makes you so upside down and hungry!" ”

The other victims were sensible, and interjected one by one: "It's no wonder that I don't know about the state lord!" Lord Zhizhou has done a good job! ”

"Yes! There is no Lord Zhizhou, and I don't know how many people will die! ”

"Lord Zhizhou, with your disaster relief, my little flower was able to survive, and the grass people kowtowed to you!"

Fan Wei tearfully arched his hand towards Zhao Yu, and then said to the victims: "It's much better now, please rest assured, the pacification envoy sent by the imperial court, the king of Changsha, has arrived!" Soon food will come! ”

The victims looked at Fan Yan with confidence, and immediately saw Zhao Yu who was still sitting on horseback, and immediately many people showed disdain, and more people looked blank. The long-term hunger has made them lose their awe of the Song Dynasty, and they no longer have much hope for the Song Dynasty. Not to mention that Zhao Yu has a young face, and when the image of being hairless and unstable on his lips is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Zhao Yu's evaluation in their hearts has been lowered by several levels.

Zhao Yu was stunned, and then came back to his senses, Nima! I was ridiculed by Fan!

Think about it, a Zhizhou is shushing the cold below, sending out all the food on his body. A prince sits on horseback, and seems to turn a blind eye to the victims, in the minds of the victims, who has a higher status?

I have to say that Fan Yan did a good job, even if Zhao Yu personally released grain for disaster relief, I am afraid that many victims will be grateful to Zhao Yu and give Fan Yan a credit. In fact, Fan Yan has done nothing in this matter except picking peaches.

And now Zhao Yu also had to come forward, helpless in his heart, he had to show a kind smile on his face, and said: "Hello fellow villagers, fathers and elders!" Because this king didn't know the situation on Jingdong East Road, he came first, and the grain was behind! Seeing the villagers and elders suffering like this, this king is sad in his heart! ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu turned over and dismounted, took out all the dry food on his body, and shouted to the three hundred ironclad soldiers: "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you take out all the dry food on your body and save the lives of the villagers? ”

Seeing Zhao Yu like this, the eyes of many victims softened a lot, but they still thought that Zhao Yu did this because of Fan Yan's credit.

The most aggrieved thing in life is this! has done a good deed, and actually has to let this credit be shared with others.

Other officials also had to follow the distribution of food, after all, the 'county official' Zhao Yu was distributed, and the 'current management' Fan Wei was the first to distribute it.

But it's hard to get those miscellaneous servants and van soldiers, they are no better than the officials, and the rations are not enough one by one, and they have to send out what they have, how can they live this day?

Helplessly, it is a loss of rations now, and it is not promised to be rations after the loss. There was no choice but to grit your teeth and take out the food on your body and send it to you.

Zhao Yu's heart moved, and after getting on the horse again, he secretly beckoned to Qian Yanyuan and said, "We still have some food, right?" ”

"Yes! He brought three grain trucks, about 200 stone of grain. Qian Yanyuan asked with some puzzlement.

After a pause, Qian Yanyuan said, "Doesn't the prince want to distribute this as well?" ”

Zhao Yu smiled and shook his head, and said: "Leave fifty stones, and the rest will be handed over to the government for distribution, these fifty stones, sent to those soldiers and servants, they have a hard time, one less meal, but it is a lot more difficult!" ”

Qian Yanyuan didn't understand what the use of Zhao Yu doing this, this was just some miscellaneous servants and soldiers, is such a person worth wooing? Sympathy? It seems unreasonable, although their lives are more difficult, but can they survive the outcasts who live at the door of death?

It's just that although he didn't understand, Qian Yanyuan still did what Zhao Yu said.

After entering the city, you can obviously feel that there is a lot of depression in Yidu City, and the pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and the silk shops, tea shops, jewelry shops and other trading places obviously feel that there is no popularity. Although some rice shops are open, the large wooden signs hanging on the side of the doors are intimidating.

One hundred and fifty-three wen one bucket!

What kind of concept is this? That's the equivalent of 1,530 dollars a stone! The income of the forbidden army in the Song Dynasty was relatively high, basically, two stone rice and 500 yuan per person per month, plus some subsidies, the monthly income was between 600 yuan and 1,000 yuan. Their income is not enough to buy a stone of rice here.

An ordinary person in Bianliang City has an income of about three yuan a month, and if he lives here, a family of three is barely enough to live. If there is any illness in the middle, it is the destruction of the family!

PS: Erupt today! Guess how much more?

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