"As for the injured disaster victims, the imperial physicians and local doctors have been watching over them, and they will surely recover quickly. It's just that there isn't enough medicine, and some injuries won't be treated for a while, which may cause some delays."
Lu Qingyan narrowed her eyes. The population here wasn't actually that large; most of the land consisted of fertile soil. The local medicinal herbs were more than enough; such a shortage was impossible. Unless someone had hidden them away and refused to share.
Lu Qingyan twirled her fingers, smiling like a fox who had just stolen some cream: "With natural disasters raging, as citizens of our Celestial Empire, we should step forward and lend a hand. It seems everyone is a bit hesitant, so let's do it ourselves."
Lu Qingyan gave the order: "Have everyone pack up properly, have a good meal to save up their strength, and go to these people's houses to take out some good things. Whether it's clothes, food, or medicine, take as much as you can, and leave them just enough for their own use."
Sima Ruibao's lips twitched, and then he saw Lu Qingyan take out an embroidered handkerchief from her bosom, on which several names were written in ink.
There were a few people among them that Sima Ruibao did not recognize, but he knew that the people he knew were all well-known wealthy merchants in the area.
Sima Ruibao: "Your Highness, it's not quite right for us to rob so openly. After all, they are soldiers of the imperial court, not those bandits in the mountains."
Lu Qingyan curled the corners of her lips: "Who said this was robbery? We went to their house to buy things openly. After all, they're in business. Do you think they can just kick us out after we've opened the door? Tell the people who go there to carry extra silver with them, and remember to leave the silver behind when they take the things."
Sima Ruibao: "..."
This practice is no longer robbery; it can be described in a more palatable way: forced buying and selling.
Cough cough, this one doesn't sound good either, but it's slightly better than the last one.
"With so much silver, what do you plan to do with the rest?" Sima Ruibao asked.
Lu Qingyan had already planned for this: "These days, many people have prepared meals for everyone, so let's distribute this silver among them. Fifteen taels per family should be enough for their expenses for three or four years."
Sima Ruibao was taken aback, then bowed to Lu Qingyan and thanked her, saying, "Thank you very much, Your Highness, for this matter."
Lu Qingyan waved her hand: "Don't thank me, I'm the one thanking them. If it weren't for them preparing food for you, you would have gone hungry."
Sima Ruibao was deeply moved by these words and was about to say something when Feng Changgui interrupted him.
"Third Brother!" he called out from a short distance away, holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with ink chrysanthemums. The rain, as fine as silk threads, fell, like a curtain of rain between them, blurring their vision. Lu Qingyan could still vaguely make out Feng Changgui's elegant and refined appearance.
Lu Qingyan was somewhat surprised. Wasn't Feng Changgui's injury still not healed? Why didn't he stay and recuperate before running here? Thinking of this, Lu Qingyan's face couldn't help but darken.
Does Feng Changgui really not care about his own health?!
"Third brother," Feng Changgui said with a smile, walking towards them. Fortunately, it wasn't his leg that was injured, so walking wasn't a problem. But standing here in this heavy rain, wasn't he afraid his wound would get damp?
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