As if he hadn't seen the old man's behavior, B2 walked over: "Let's go, go and talk to our master." (Treasure Guard)"

Only then did the old man remember that the two men and women who couldn't see their faces clearly just now, no wonder their bearing was so extraordinary, it was actually His Royal Highness? Nowadays, only the emperor's son and daughter can be His Highness, right? At that moment, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground. （）

I have lived for most of my life, and the biggest official I have ever seen is only the lieutenant chief, these two highnesses, that are one level lower than the emperor, and I can't even imagine the nobles I can see in my dreams!

Seeing that the old man was afraid at this time, B Er was angry and funny, and patiently comforted: "Our master is the most kind, as long as you answer honestly, you will have your own benefits." （）”

The old man's eyes lit up, and he remembered the ingot of silver just now, and immediately mustered up his courage and followed Yi Er to Chu Tianmu and Xiling Lan.

At this time, Chu Tianmu and Xiling Lan had already dismounted, and everyone found a shady place under the big tree on the side of the official road, built a simple pergola, and the two of them sat in it. （）

Chu Tianmu didn't make a sound, he was looking at a stack of information, all of which were information about the disaster sent from various secret piles in recent days, and he only had a headache.

Xiling Lanzheng ordered to go down and let the guards bury all the bodies of the displaced people who died violently on the side of the road in a deep pit on the spot, now it is the autumn tiger season, if it is not properly handled, I am afraid that these corpses will rot in a while, attracting flies and insects, and bringing plague. （）

The guards went to deal with the corpse, and Xiling Lan had time to ask, although she tried her best to make herself look more amiable, but, seeing that the old man didn't dare to raise his head and his legs were still trembling, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and decided to be expressionless, anyway, people can't see it.

"The old man is from the Wind River disaster area?" Xiling Lan tried to make her tone a little softer, so as not to scare others.

The old man shuddered and replied, "Yes...... Little Old Man...... Xiao Lao'er is a native of Yongchun County, Fenghe. ”

"Yongchun County, two hundred miles away from the Wind River, is a famous grain-producing county." Xiling Lan struggled to recall the information she had read before, "The disaster in Yongchun County is very serious this time, right?" ”

The old man burst into tears all of a sudden: "If you go back to your nobles, the little old man's house is in Yangshu Village, Yongchun County, this flood, the entire county has been flooded, and all the millet that has been tasseled in our village has been flooded." Dozens of people also drowned, and there was really no way to live, so they begged all the way to escape. There are more than 300 people in the village, all the way to Yingcheng, there are only half of them left, all of them died on the road, there is no place to bury the bones, and they will not even be able to eat the food of their descendants in the future......" Speaking of this, two lines of muddy tears flowed from the corners of the old man's eyes.

Xiling Lan was silent, facing the old man's painful and desperate eyes, she didn't know how to comfort her, Chu Tianmu next to her frowned, and asked: "The Fenghe flood occurred in early July, and now that more than a month has passed, hasn't the government allocated relief food?" ”

The old man wiped a handful of tears with his hand and smiled bitterly: "If we can receive relief food, where can we leave our hometown and live here." Don't hide it from the nobles, Xiao Lao'er's poplar village is still good, and more than 100 people can escape and survive until now, and in Liushu Village next door, more than 400 people in one village, because of the low terrain, only about 50 people have survived. Now that I have gone all the way, I heard that the emperor is critically ill, and now there is no one in charge of the overall situation in Chu Feng, everyone is panicking, and they only hope that the emperor can get better as soon as possible, so that he can open a warehouse and release grain, and give us a way to live! ”

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