After the Jingzhou flood, Su Minhang was very busy for several days, and Su Minhang sent Ning Yuan to the bottom of the mountain to check the damage on the one hand, and went to check the collapse of the palace on the other hand.

Su Minxing was so busy that more than half of the month had passed, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

A white mist rose from the teacup on the table, obscuring the young man's handsome face.

There was irrepressible excitement in Su Minxing's voice, he looked at the Chengfu on the other side, and asked with a happy face, "Is what Mr. said just now true?"

Cheng Fuzi sat opposite Su Minxing, and was about to speak, when an itch came from his throat.

He bent his right hand into a fist and put it to his mouth, and coughed for a while.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his cough has become even more serious after he came to Jingzhou.

Jingzhou is humid and rainy, and Su Minxing saw that his face was flushed with cough, and handed him the tea on the table.

Cheng Fuzi took a sip of tea and could barely speak. His face was as white as paper, and his voice was weak. "Sitting by the window that evening, I did see someone sneaking into the opposite palace. Then I heard a bang, and the corner of the palace collapsed. ”

Master Cheng had a good memory, and he was sure that he was not mistaken, that day he did see a group of men in black sneaking into the palace.

Su Minxing's eyes narrowed, and then asked, "Then you can see the appearance of those people?"

Cheng Fuzi thought for a while and hesitated: "It's a group of people in black who are all masked with black cloths, and they can't see their appearance clearly. After a pause, he added: "They went in for a long time, and I didn't see them come out, so they must have escaped from behind the palace." ”

After such a long time, and it rained for several days, it was very likely that the clue could not be found.

Although Master Cheng's words are useful, the evidence is far from enough.

Despite the reality, Su Minxing still couldn't help but be lucky, what if he could still find some useful clues?

He was sure to pay attention, and he would go to the palace later.

Su Minxing was silent for a while, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the rice paper on the table.

Su Minxing said slowly: "Sir, can you write down what you just said on paper?" This can be used as testimony.

Cheng Fuzi nodded, propped up his thin body and walked over there, holding a wolf brush in his hand, dipping some ink in the inkstone, and writing on the snow-white rice paper.

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After Su Minhang took back the testimony written by Cheng Fuzi and put it away, he walked outside the Xiaoyun Look.

Slender fingers tapped lightly on the door panel, making a knocking sound.

After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, so he pushed the door and the room was empty.

She's not there?

Su Minxing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he closed the door and left.

According to Cheng Fuzi, he saw a footprint on the wall of the backyard of the palace, which was washed by the rain and looked a little blurry, but it could still be seen faintly. According to their size, they are adult males.

He walked to the wall and brought the grass over to take a closer look, and the effort paid off.

Su Minxing found a few tools for demolishing the house in the grass, and he instantly smiled.

Great! Finally found the evidence! Now that General Xiao's innocence can be proven, Xiao Yunmi's will be fine.

The young man in the brocade robe still had a few fallen leaves stuck to his head, and the sleeves of his hands were wet with the dew in the grass, and he was embarrassed.

But the smile on his white face was very bright.

Xiao Yunmi went down the mountain early in the morning, and she was taking Ning Zi to give porridge at the bottom of the mountain at the moment.

The damage at the foot of the mountain was far worse than she had expected, with several nearby towns swept away by the floods.

Summer is over, and the rice is almost ripe, but it can be soaked in the flood and all rot in the water.

Everywhere the flood went, houses were destroyed by its destructive force, livestock were drowned, and people who had not had time to flee in their sleep were drowned.

The floods were terrible, and the plagues were even more terrible. The government was afraid that there would be a plague, so the officers and soldiers went to burn all the bodies of those who died.

People wept incessantly, some for their dead loved ones, some because they were hungry.

After the flood, food was scarce, and some of the people went to the mountains to dig wild vegetables to eat, and some went to dig Guanyin soil in the field to eat.

The vicinity of Jingzhou was in shambles, and officers and soldiers could be seen carrying corpses to burn every day.

The smoke was loud, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt corpses.

The county next door that survived the disaster learned that Jingzhou had been flooded, and unscrupulous merchants raised the price of rice.

In just a few days, the price of this rice can be described as a bucket of rice. Xiao Yunmi's front when he came out this time was all exchanged for food, but there were too many victims, and these were far from enough.

"Miss rest for a while, I'll come. Xiao Yunmi has been busy all morning, buying rice and building a shed to cook porridge, and has never rested.

Ning Zi saw that she was sweating profusely, and couldn't help but persuade her.

A large pot of rice porridge that had just been boiled soon bottomed out, but there were still many victims waiting for the rice porridge behind.

Xiao Yunmi only hoped that the imperial court would quickly allocate funds for disaster relief, and she handed the spoon in her hand to Ning Zi.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, her voice a little tired. "Well, you can rest for a while when you're tired, you've worked hard. ”

Ning Zi has also been busy all day today, and she must be tired.

Ning Zi nodded and said, "Miss, don't worry, Ning Zi is not tired." ”

The rain has not stopped in the past few days, and now the rain is lighter, the drizzle is continuous, and the sky is still foggy.

The open space is littered with shelters built by the victims, which are very shabby and dripping at night.

This is the residence of these people, Xiaoyunmi walks in the rain with an umbrella, and the more he looks at it, the more cold his heart becomes.

The water in the canal rolls into waves, and the current is turbulent and rattling.

The river slapped on both banks, and the mud on the banks was soaked and soft by the river, and the willows were washed down.

The gap in the embankment was blocked with sacks of mud and rock, and water flowed out in small streams through the gaps.

Xiao Yunmi's front foot took a step forward, and most of his foot sank in, and when he pulled it out, his boots were full of slimy yellow mud.

She took a step back, and with a click, something under her feet was shattered.

She frowned, lifted her feet, and saw something white underneath.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand, she bent down to pull out the contents of the mud and took it to her hand to take a look.

It's a skull that has been trampled on! Could this have come from somewhere else in the flood?

She casually glanced up at the river, and saw that there was a white bone on the embankment, and she walked towards it.

Wow, whoa......

A huge wave suddenly rose in the river, and the sack at the embankment was loosened by the huge wave and washed down by the river.

Xiao Yunmi was splashed with water, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

She stood on the edge of the river, looked over the embankment, and suddenly her pupils shrank.

The gap in the embankment is densely packed with human bones!

Smack, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand fell to the ground and was blown into the river by the strong wind.