Chapter 19: Food Shortage
Jiang Qingyue finished drinking the porridge and glanced at the city wall outside, she didn't know when the snow would be cleared, thinking of this, she sighed.
"It's not a way to go on like this, I look at it, I'm afraid that this snow won't be cleaned up in three or five days, and I don't know if those victims can survive until this time." Jiang Qingyue said worriedly.
"It's easy to say anything else, but I'm worried that I'll freeze to death." Zhou Ruian said.
Jiang Qingyue looked at Zhou Rui'an and couldn't help but say, "Can't you let the government send someone to clean it up together?" Also, it's not a way for you to buy rice and medicine like this, so you can't always rely on you to support you, right? Even if the government doesn't send people, it can always provide food for disaster relief, right? This natural and man-made disaster, the court can't completely turn a blind eye! ”
Zhou Ruian thought for a while and nodded: "Due to geographical reasons, Zheng County is not far from Liuzhou, and it is a transit point for the supply of military funds, and there should be a lot of food left in the city, but it is ...... Have you forgotten what I'm here for? ”
Zhou Rui'an is to investigate the corruption of ink, and the corruption of ink is still the materials in the army.
Jiang Qingyue fell silent.
However, Zhou Rui'an's investigation of the ink corruption case is confidential, and ordinary people don't know about it, and soon someone and Jiang Qingyue thought of going together, so they took the big guy to the yamen and begged the county order to open a warehouse for disaster relief.
The villagers feel that their demands are very reasonable, and they no longer ask the court to save people, but disaster relief is always possible, right? A lot of this grain was also handed over by the people.
Regarding this matter, the county order quickly gave a reply, disaster relief is okay, but not now, the county order has to be folded, and only after obtaining the consent of the peak can it open a position for disaster relief.
Some villagers said, then hurry up and go to the fold.
The county magistrate looked helpless, "But now that the snow is closing the road, the people in the city can't get out at all!" Even if you use a flying pigeon to pass the book, the weather is so cold that even the pigeon freezes to death. ”
The villagers were angry, and asked the county order to open a warehouse, but the county order resolutely refused, and even worried that the villagers would riot and grab food.
The actions of the prefectural order made the villagers even more furious, but they had no other way but to clear the snow day and night.
But soon, the prices of rice shops and pharmacies in the city skyrocketed, apparently to take advantage of the fire.
On this day, the three of them returned to the inn from the city gate.
Jiang Qingyue's face was murderous: "This county order is really bold!" Isn't he worried that he will be held accountable for such a disregard for human life? ”
Zhou Rui'an said: "This county order has always been the same as Huang Qingye, the assassin of Liuzhou, otherwise why would you be unwilling to open a warehouse for disaster relief?" ”
Huang Qingye is the biggest suspect in Zhou Rui'an's investigation of the ink corruption case, the county order has a lot to do with him, this grain county order naturally does not dare to call the shots, he does not open a warehouse now, but he is just scolded by the people, and he may not be convicted, but if he divides the grain, the first one who will not let him go is Huang Qingye.
Lin Zheyuan frowned and said: "It can't go on like this, although many people have brought food from home, but seeing that the road is about to be dug through, if you want to go to the affected village to save people, you don't know how much food you will need, if the government doesn't release food, even if you don't freeze to death, you will starve to death." ”
"How much food is left?" Zhou Ruian asked.
"Look at this situation, it's only enough to last for two days."
Jiang Qingyue looked at Zhou Rui'an: "Even if the road is opened, judging from the style of doing things in this county order, even if you go to the disaster relief, when the instructions come back, it will take half a month, and we can't afford to wait at all!" After a pause, she said again: "No matter what you are for, you represent the saint, and you can be regarded as half a chasm, right?" If you come forward, he shouldn't dare to refuse, right? ”
"I'm here to investigate the ink corruption case this time, and it's a secret investigation, which is also the meaning of the saint, if I show my identity, Zheng County and Liuzhou are so close, I won't be startled!" Zhou Ruian said solemnly: "The case of corruption in the army, this case is very involved, and we must not lose a big one because of a small one." ”
"Then you can watch these victims starve to death?" Jiang Qingyue asked angrily.