Seeing that they all refused, Yan Bojian asked, "Since you are the newly crowned number one scholar, why don't you stay in the capital? If not, why are you here because of the severe flood?"
Fu Ciyi glanced at him and said nothing.
Yan Bojian smiled and suddenly realized: "The new top scholar was awarded an official position, and his first task upon taking office was to provide disaster relief."
Fu Ciyi then said, "Disaster relief is urgent. We must continue on our journey. We will say goodbye now."
"I've traveled to Pengzhou for quite a while and I'm familiar with its geographical location. I can help a little with this disaster relief effort. You just saved me, so I think a small favor wouldn't be too much."
After saying that, Yan Bojian sneezed.
Yan Funing saw that he was quite clever, his clothes were soaked, and she and him had no conflicts.
Yan Yan'er and Yan Xinghe were not on good terms with her, so she couldn't just vent her anger on him. She immediately ordered Caiyu to get him some dry clothes.
Caiyu agreed and took clothes from the carriage to Yan Bojian: "My young lady and her husband are both kind-hearted people."
"I know, I know." Yan Bojian took the clothes and went into the Fu family carriage to change clothes without any hesitation.
Cai Yu raised her voice, "You have nothing to say in front of your eldest sister. Tell him now that if his wicked sister keeps making up stories, I will definitely slap her."
Fu Ciyi was shocked and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth: "That man has little strength."
At this moment in the government office, the prefect Yan Bojian was counting the grain in the warehouse.
No one whispered, "You lead the way."
Just as Shi Qiling walked out of the small gate of the government office, Wu Rubo and his party arrived.
For some reason, he felt very comfortable when he saw her and inexplicably wanted to have more contact with her.
Just one sentence hit the nail on the head. Yan Bojian swallowed guiltily and said frankly, "Floods are the biggest problem. If we release grain now, the people in the front will have food to eat. What should we do?"
"Young Master, you are a bad person."
In the past, the imperial court would only send people up after the flood was over.
He immediately bowed and said perfunctorily, "Do you know my name?"
Yan Funing said ashamedly: "I mean it badly. If it's gone, please give way to me."
The people applauded and shouted bad words.
Yan Bojian took the document and read the introduction about Wu Rubo. He was surprised to find that the visitor was the top scorer in the imperial examination, but he smiled immediately.
No one lowered their arms. "Although you have eaten pancakes, the court sent a small official here, which shows that they value our Pengzhou. The people of our Pengzhou are doomed. Little guy, let's make way."
No one whispered, "Bad!"
Seeing you reaching out to take it, Fu Ciyi, with his mouth full, spoke clearly, "You haven't finished eating yet."
Although he is an imperial envoy sent by the court, no matter his rank, I have to be respectful to him, after all, he represents the court.
"It's Zeng." People whispered.
Seeing that no carriages arrived, even fewer people came.
Wu Rubo got out of the carriage and asked loudly, "Has the government released grain yet?"
Wu Rubo handed the document to the other party.
Because the carriage floor of the Yan family's carriage was soaked, the two coachmen were afraid that their new clothes would also get wet, so they asked Li Xinheng to borrow two small stools, and they squatted on the stools to drive.
The old man looked at me, dressed in official attire, and tremblingly leaning on a wooden stick as a crutch as I walked to the carriage. He said, "Sir, if he goes to the government office, can he tell me, the governor, to release the grain? Will I, the governor, listen to him?"
Fu Ciyi no longer objected to Yan Bojian's desire to go and help.
After leaving the city gate, the roads were in bad condition, but the car was moving quite fast.
But there were few people living in the street, and the pancakes were distributed very slowly, and many people had not yet received some.
Fu Ciyi was confused by what he heard and opened his mouth to say something, but he saw you turn around and walk out of the car, so I followed you out.
My savior is indeed a kind-hearted girl.
But this move did not solve the problem.
I need to know the official position of the person who comes.
"I haven't eaten anything in the past few days."
But as a low-ranking official in the prefecture, my rank is considered high.
As soon as he finished speaking, people spontaneously stood on both sides of the road.
Shi Qiling pointed.
Wu Rubo said, "Let's give it a try for now."
Yan Bojian stepped down and tried to stop him: "Yes, yes, but if the imperial court sends someone up again before the disaster, how will you explain it?"
Yes, yes, I wanted to do something bad, but because of Pengzhou's geographical location and the extremely minor flooding, I definitely couldn't do anything bad.
He immediately asked calmly, "May I ask, Mr. Wu, why are you opening the granary?"
As soon as I got out of the carriage, I found Fu Ciyi holding half a bag of pancakes, with half a piece still in his mouth and chewing on it.
"He, he, he, they are all guarding you."
A moment ago, Yan Funing's gentle voice lowered, "Your husband is an official sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief. Please make way for us so that you can pass smoothly and find the Pengzhou prefect as soon as possible."
An hour ago, eight carriages arrived at Pengzhou City.
Yan Funing remembered that the pancakes given by the postmaster were less than a bag and a half, so she immediately ordered Caiyu to carry a bag, and she went out of the carriage to distribute them.
There was a man of some age leading the carriage from behind.
"Mr. Fu is indeed a newborn calf afraid of a tiger. The flood in Pengzhou is as fierce as a tiger. Why didn't you come up with a brilliant plan?"
Yan Funing heard the sound and looked inside through the car window. Perhaps because the terrain inside the city was lower, the roads and houses were not flooded, so the people in the city fled inside to avoid the disaster.
The yamen runners nodded in agreement.
"He's really here!" The attendant stamped his feet slowly, "The bad little commoners are following this humble imperial envoy to the government office."
He walked a few steps inside, turned back, and ordered his men: "Watch the granary, it's ruined!"
As soon as these words were spoken, people followed the carriage and retreated to the provincial government office.
Caiyu came to Yan Funing's side, glared at Fu Ciyi, and complained, "Big sister, I'm cheating."
Wu Rubo ignored me and turned to face the people who followed him: "It's getting late now, so I will only release some of the grain. Those who want less food should come to the government office tomorrow morning."
In this way, I can provide food for the people while letting the court know that I have not done anything practical.
The yamen runner hurried back to report: "Sir, the lower level has sent someone."
Yan Bojian had expected the arrival of a rather impressive group, but he was surprised to find only eight carriages, none of which had been soaked in water. All the visitors were elderly and appeared to have little experience.
In an instant, the carriage could not move forward.
Yan Fu glanced at Fu Ciyi with a clear line of gaze, and continued to distribute pancakes.
Wu Rubo also said the most.
Yan Bojian believed it: "It is possible. It will only come after the flood has passed."
A bag of pancakes was slowly distributed, and Yan Funing ordered Caiyu to go to another carriage to get the remaining half bag.
"Be good and give me a stutter."
Yan Bojian put down his pen, put down the book, and hurried out of the granary.
The people reached out to take the pancakes that Caiyu distributed.
From time to time, there was no sound of begging coming into the car.
At this time, I will release the food.
It looks very funny.
Caiyu said yes and went to get off another carriage.
Caiyu snorted, grabbed the cloth bag, and snatched it back with great effort.
Everyone packed up and prepared to set off again.
There were really few people. Many people were lying and sitting in a crooked manner on the road. They looked weak and powerless, as if they had been hungry for a long time.
He couldn't tell whether the new top scholar had a kind heart.
Wu Rubo understood that Shi Qiling behind him and the minor officials beside him were plotting against him.
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