Ten days later, Zhao Ying and his party finally came to Ling'an after a long journey. The current situation in Ling'an is even more serious than the description in the song, the flood has not stopped, the people are trapped in the high mountains on the outskirts of the city, the living materials are extremely scarce, and the most serious thing is that there is little food left, and some people have begun to dig tree roots to eat. If this continues, I am afraid that there will be a terrible situation of changing children and eating them.

Zhao Ying has been clothed and fed since he was a child, although he has imagined the tragic situation of Ling'an many times along the way, but when he saw such a miserable scene at first glance, his heart was still shocked.

"Where is the Ling'an County Guard?" Zhao Ying dragged a man with a hurried face and asked in a deep voice.

The man looked up at Zhao Ying, and saw that although he was dressed in civilian clothes, the quality of the fabric was of high quality, and there was a natural nobility between his eyebrows, and his identity was obviously extraordinary.

"Heh, that dog official has already run away with silver, what's the matter, you were sent from Kyoto? I'm afraid don't come to scavenge for oil and water again! The man's face was full of disdain, and his tone was full of disdain, obviously treating Zhao Ying as a person who was in the same league as those corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

"Bold! How dare you do this...... to the two"

The guards on the side were furious when they heard this, but when they were about to scold, they were stopped by Zhao Yingyi with a wave of his hand.

Seeing this, the man sneered and said, "Yo, the shelf is quite big, and I don't know which noble son came to this poor country to play!" ”

Zhao Ying had never been so angry, and he naturally felt a little angry in his heart, but he still said good-naturedly: "I am the imperial history of Kyoto, and I came to help the victims, and I don't know much about the situation when I first arrived in Ling'an, can you tell me the details?" ”

The man furrowed his eyebrows when he heard this, his face was a little hesitant, Zhao Ying was not in a hurry, his eyes looked at him sincerely, and finally the man sighed and said: "The flood has been going on for more than 20 days, and the county guard ran away on the third day, and now the grain and grass in the mountains are exhausted, and the people in the city are about 12 out of 12 killed, but the flood shows no signs of stopping, the city is located in the lowland, and there is nothing left that has already been flooded." ”

"Brother Tai has an official position in the city?" Zhao Ying saw that this person spoke very methodically, and his expression was different from that of ordinary people, so he guessed in his heart that he was the original official.

"I'm the county magistrate of Ling'an, Cheng Yuanzheng."

Zhao Ying's heart suddenly felt that on the way to Ling'an, he deliberately looked at the list of Ling'an officials and a simple resume, this Cheng Yuanzheng was originally the new champion in the past few years, but because of his straightforward personality and not tactful enough, he was degraded again and again, and finally he was directly demoted to Ling'an to be a small county magistrate.

"This time I pledged a batch of supplies to come, and the subsequent money and grain and grass will be delivered in ten days, and you will distribute the grain and grass to the people after you count them, and the disaster relief needs to be discussed in the long run." Zhao Ying commanded in a deep voice. At the moment, he needs to know the situation himself before he can make a judgment, and the most urgent thing at the moment is to fill the stomachs of the people and reassure the people.

Cheng Yuanzheng's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he looked at Zhao Ying with a little disbelief.

"What you said is true?"

Zhao Ying nodded with a smile, but his heart was a little heavy, looking at Cheng Yuanzheng's performance, I am afraid that there are few officials before Ling'an who can come in handy, and they are all people who are trying to find ways to loot the people's property.

Cheng Yuanzheng was overjoyed, and after thanking Zhao Ying, he went with his people to count the supplies.

At this moment, Zhao Ying felt that the hem of his clothes was being pulled, he lowered his head slightly, and met a pair of black and white eyes. The girl looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and was dressed in rags, with scratches on her bare arms and calves, presumably from the bushes of the mountains. She had a sallow complexion, and was obviously very hungry these days.

The woman looked up at the handsome and tall man in front of her, and asked timidly, "Are you really a big official sent from Kyoto?" Can you do me a favor? ”

Zhao Ying slowed down his tone and said, "Please speak." ”

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, she bit her lip lightly and said, "My brother was swept away by the flood, I went to beg the county guard, he refused to save my brother, can you help me find my brother?" ”

Zhao Ying's heart was sour, the county guard ran away three days ago, then the woman's brother has disappeared for almost twenty days, the flood is so big, it is obviously hopeless.

Seeing that Zhao Ying didn't speak, the woman's gaze at him gradually darkened, and her eyes turned a little redder, looking very pitiful.

Seeing this, Zhao Ying's heart softened, took off his cloak and put it on the woman's body, and said softly, "I'll help you find it." ”

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she showed a shy smile to Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying smiled slightly, and then turned around and went to the back mountain to understand the situation.

The woman looked at Zhao Ying's departing back, and gently pinched the corner of the cloak, and her sallow face was flushed, which was a bit dazzling.

Two days later, Zhao Ying quickly made a plan to rebuild the dam with Cheng Yuanzheng after thoroughly understanding the situation. And the first thing they did was to build a canal to drain the floodwater.

Zhao Ying removed the sandbag from his shoulder, and he moved his shoulder, his face a little tired. At present, there is not enough manpower, so he works with the people who participate in the work, which makes the local people very moved, but he gets close to Zhao Ying in a few days. Zhao Ying's heart was also very happy, although he was tired, but such a simple environment made him feel relaxed from the depths of his soul.

At this moment, a slender back appeared in Zhao Ying's sight, and the back figure staggered forward carrying a sandbag that was very inconsistent with himself, as if he would fall down in the next second.

Zhao Ying frowned, it stands to reason that such a thin young man should not appear here, he told Cheng Yuanzheng that the old, weak, women and children, as well as those who are thin and injured, are not allowed to work.

Zhao Ying strode forward, and the figure finally seemed to be unable to bear the weight on his shoulders, and tilted his body to the side. Zhao Ying's eyes quickly supported the young man with one hand, and skillfully unloaded the sandbag with the other.

"Whose child are you? Why here? You still have a wound on your shoulder, who let you in? Zhao Ying's tone was a little stern, and his gaze fell on the young man's miserable shoulder.

Because the placket of the staggering young man's clothes was slightly open, revealing the wounds on his shoulders from carrying sandbags. The wound was red and swollen, and there was still a faint amount of blood oozing, which looked particularly hideous on the young man's fair skin.

Zhao Ying frowned and took out the golden medicine he was carrying and was about to apply it to the young man, but the young man kept shrinking back, trying to pull up the fallen clothes to cover his shoulders.

"What to hide!" Zhao Ying's brows furrowed even deeper, he raised his head angrily and glared at the young man, he had never had a good temper with such a twisted man. However, Zhao Ying was stunned when he saw the young man's appearance.

"How are you?" It turned out to be the girl of that day.