Su Muyao saw the children shivering in the thatched hut and the old man who was barely breathing.

He beckoned to Xia and several guards: "Go and move out some of the grain you brought, and cook some rice porridge for everyone."

Soon the village chief led the villagers to set up an iron pot, and the villagers were surprised to see that the young princess had brought them only fine rice.

The elderly men and women in the thatched hut, barely clinging to life, looked at Su Muyao with gratitude.

They knew their children and grandchildren might survive, so their own life or death was no longer important.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, the two pots of white rice porridge finally began to bubble.

Su Muyao boarded the carriage alone and took out white sugar and salt from it.

The plan is to have them put salt in one pot and sugar in another.

Xia saw her young princess climb onto the carriage, and then huffed and puffed as she carried a large bag of white sugar out of the carriage.

She hurried over and took a lot of White Rabbit milk candies from the carriage to distribute to the children in the village.

Xia was carrying a large bag of sugar and salt, while Su Muyao was carrying a large bag of White Rabbit milk candy.

"Come and line up here!" As soon as she finished speaking, the clever children had already scurried up to Su Muyao.

Some timid and young children still clung to their parents' legs and refused to let go.

The children's parents pushed them around, gesturing for them to line up in front of the little princess so they could get candy.

In previous years, when they had a little bit of savings, they were reluctant to buy candy for their children.

Not to mention this kind of packaged candy, which looks extremely expensive.

I've never even seen it, let alone eaten it.

All the children who received candy clutched their few pieces tightly as they returned to their parents.

Not a single child peeled off the candy coating and ate it on the spot.

After Su Muyao finished distributing the milk candies, she sat on the stool that the village chief had brought over and watched the villagers distribute the porridge.

Everyone who received the rice porridge squatted down and slurped it up, ignoring how hot it was.

Seeing the happy smiles on the faces of the uncles and aunts in the village, Xiaoqiu was also happy at that moment (●°u°●) 」

The only regret is that I didn't get the news sooner, otherwise my grandparents wouldn't have...

Before leaving, Su Muyao had all the rice she brought distributed to the village chief and gave Xiao Qiu a few days off.

There weren't many villagers to begin with, and each household received several dozen kilograms of the grain they brought.

The group then left in a carriage.

Not far from leaving the small village, Su Muyao's stomach started rumbling.

Xia looked at the young princess with amusement: "Princess, why don't we find an inn, have something to eat, and then go back?"

"good"

"The coachman in front naturally heard the conversation between the princess and Xia Xia as well."

The group soon arrived at a small town.

The coachman, seeing that they had arrived at a place called Linfeng Town, said to the young princess, "Linfeng Town is just a little further ahead. It's getting late, and it's snowing heavily outside. Let's stay in this town tonight."

Su Muyao lifted the carriage curtain and looked out at the heavy snow falling outside. It was already late and not suitable to travel any further.

"Alright, let's find an inn."

The driver found a decent inn and stopped. The group ordered a few superior rooms, went back to their rooms to wash their faces, and then went downstairs to eat.

When they came down, several tables were already occupied on the first floor.

Su Muyao and the others asked for a table in the corner, ordered a few dishes, and since they were traveling, there was no distinction between master and servant, so everyone sat at the same table.

Before the food was even served, a group of raggedly dressed people blocked the doorway, sticking their dirty hands in and begging for food.

"Go! Go! Go"

The waiter waved his hand impatiently: "More than a dozen groups a day, who can handle that?"

But those people still blocked the way, refusing to leave and constantly pleading.

"We came from Nanzhou. Our homes were flooded. Please give us some food."

Su Muyao frowned. "Waiter, bring more steamed buns."

Su Muyao distributed the steamed buns to them before asking, "Didn't I hear that there was a flood in your area before winter even arrived, but didn't the Emperor send people to provide disaster relief?"

Su Muyao was really puzzled. So much time had passed, and everything should have been settled by now. How could they have come all the way from Nanzhou to the vicinity of the capital?

One of the men said, "Those corrupt officials only give us porridge once every three days, but we don't get any of it."

Another elderly man, in his fifties or sixties, who was limping, also said angrily, "That corrupt official heard that the imperial court had sent people to inspect, so he started driving us away."

We had no choice but to flee and hide, so we brought our families to the capital.

"I heard that when someone went down to inspect, they cooked four whole pots of white rice porridge that day, but as soon as that person left, the white rice porridge was taken away, pot and all."

Before Su Muyao could speak, a man at another table interjected, "I also came from that side. I heard that someone tried to break into the Zhou residence to give the people an explanation, but I heard that he was gagged and beaten to death."

Su Muyao slammed her hand on the table in anger, "This is outrageous! Is there anyone among you who is willing to come to the capital with me to meet the Emperor and explain your situation to him?"

Upon hearing this little girl refer to herself as "Princess," everyone around immediately knelt down and bowed in respect.

"Greetings, Princess. May you be blessed."

Everyone in the inn knelt down in unison, and everyone who heard the commotion at the inn's entrance also knelt down in unison. Only passersby on the road looked at the inn with curiosity.

"Get up, all of you!"

The person who was originally the first to speak among the group of refugees stood up and took a step forward.

"Your Highness, this humble subject is willing to follow you back to the capital to meet the Emperor."

Su Muyao nodded: "Xia, take him to a room and let him wash up properly. He will come to the capital with me early tomorrow morning."

Then they invited all the refugees outside into the inn and ordered two separate tables of food for them.

The innkeeper knew it was the princess's wish, so he had no reason to disagree and personally busied himself serving the refugees.

Su Muyao and the others ate a quick bite and went back to their rooms to rest. The next morning, they hurriedly returned to the capital with two or three refugees.

Upon arriving in the capital, he didn't even return to the princess's residence, but went straight to the palace.

Because the emperor had specifically instructed the young princess to enjoy special privileges, she could go directly to the palace or the court to meet the emperor if there were any important matters.

The morning court session was in progress when a young eunuch rushed in to report that the young princess was requesting an audience.

The emperor knew perfectly well that the young princess's arrival meant something was amiss, so he quickly waved for her to come in.

When Su Muyao came in, she brought two men with her, and everyone looked at the two emaciated men with curiosity.

"Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

The two immediately knelt down, while Su Muyao gave a slight bow and stood up without waiting for the emperor's wave.

"Please rise quickly, Yao Yao, have you come here to report something?"

"Uncle Emperor, I have come here today to discuss the matter of the disaster victims in Nanzhou."

After saying this, he glanced at Lord Wang.

Lord Wang was so frightened by Su Muyao's glance that he trembled.

He did indeed personally handle the disaster relief work in Nanzhou, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to it. Only after everything was settled did he return to the capital to report back.