Chapter 160 Sister
"Well, you come from the common people, and you have such a heart that worries about the country and the people. I am very relieved. I will find an opportunity to report this to my father and reward you."
This prince is really a bit silly. Qin Yuwei hesitated to speak and glanced at the Crown Princess.
As expected, Dong smiled softly and said, "I feel that if Your Highness goes to report this matter to the Emperor, people might think it's deliberate.
It would be better to do it quietly, and then find a chance to let the Emperor know, so that it would show His Highness's sincerity, wouldn't it? "
"Your Majesty is right. Yuwei does not seek wealth and glory, but only hopes to be able to help Your Highness and the people of Jiangzhou." Qin Yuwei seized the opportunity to say.
Mrs. Dong looked at her with satisfaction.
He knows his limits and when to advance and retreat. He is a smart and sensible person.
Yan Xiuyun was also very satisfied, and immediately called Zhao Nei Shi, asking him to assist Qin Yuwei in handling this matter, and also specifically instructed:
"Let Zhang Lun know about this. He will know what to do."
Zhang Lun? Qin Yuwei thought for a moment and remembered that this man was the Minister of Revenue, and it seemed that he was also on the side of the Crown Prince.
Yan Xiuyun's intention should be to let Zhang Lun find an opportunity to reveal to the emperor that the Eastern Palace was funding disaster relief.
Because of Qin Yuwei's special mission, Yan Xiuyun also allowed her to enter and leave the Eastern Palace freely, so as to expand Xiang Lai'er's business in the capital. In this way, the Eastern Palace would have more income.
Qin Yuwei and Eunuch Zhao left Tingyu Pavilion one after another.
The smiling voice of Eunuch Zhao came from behind.
"We would like to congratulate Qin Zhaoxun in advance."
"Why do you say that, Eunuch Zhao?" Qin Yuwei turned around and looked at him.
Eunuch Zhao smiled but said nothing. After bowing and leaving, he walked in another direction.
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When Zhu Lan and others arrived at the disaster relief site, they were shocked by the scene before them.
Since a large number of houses had been destroyed by the flood, the people could only be resettled on a higher hillside, with several porridge stalls set up nearby.
"With so many victims, I'm afraid the food and clothing we brought won't be enough to distribute..." Qiao Youyou murmured as she looked at the ragged people in front of her.
"We are just here to do our part. The bulk of the disaster relief will naturally be taken care of by the imperial court," said Zhu Lan.
However, most of the relief funds allocated by the imperial court were used for post-disaster reconstruction, and the money used to help the victims could only barely maintain their basic needs.
It was time for porridge distribution. When the victims heard that porridge was being distributed, their eyes lit up and they rushed to the porridge stand, scrambling for the food, fearing that they would miss out if they were late.
"Get out of the way!" Several victims rushed over from behind with bowls in their hands, pushed Zhu Lan and others away, and rushed towards the porridge shed.
"Oh, don't step on me!" Cries and shouts were heard from the crowd. It turned out that someone was knocked to the ground by someone who was trying to grab the porridge, and was stepped on many times by the people behind him.
"Dean Ouyang, this is not a solution. The situation will get out of control." Zhu Lan said to Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye frowned deeply. "Most of the staff of the county government, Qian Zhubu, have gone to deal with the flood situation. We are short of staff at the porridge stall. Please help maintain order. After the porridge is distributed, we will distribute our supplies."
Everyone nodded and immediately stepped forward to help the yamen runners to clear the crowd and let the victims line up to receive porridge. The chaotic scene was slightly improved, but there were still many people who had to receive porridge repeatedly and some who did not receive any porridge.
In order to avoid such a situation from happening again when distributing supplies, Zhu Lan proposed to set up a temporary registration office to register according to family population and needs. Then, some young and strong people were recruited from the disaster victims to serve as volunteers, and finally an orderly distribution system was established.
The supplies that Zhu Lan and his companions brought mainly included food, clothing and some medicines. The food has been handed over to the county government for unified distribution.
Zhu Lan sat in front of a worn-out table, holding a pen and looking at the visitor, "Name, how many people are there in your family?"
"Zhao Dayou, there are one son and one daughter in the family, just the three of us."
Zhu Lan nodded, picked up the pen and made the registration. Qiao Youyou behind him brought out a quilt and three doses of cold-relieving medicine and handed them to him.
"Thank you, thank you!" Zhao Dayou was about to leave when he heard Zhu Lan ask again.
"Wait a minute, have you seen this little boy?" Zhu Lan took out a sketch of Zhu Chao and asked him.
"Hey, what did you use to draw this? How come it looks so similar?"
"Have you seen it?" Zhu Lan asked quickly.
Zhao Dayou touched the back of his head, smiled innocently and said he had never seen it before, he just found the painting novel.
Zhu Lan looked disappointed, and asked Zhao Dayou to ask his family when he got home if they had seen a clever little boy of six or seven years old.
Zhu Qingyan, on the other hand, was holding a portrait of Zhu Chao and moving among the crowd, asking people everywhere, but everyone around him shook their heads and said they had never seen it.
Zhu Lan couldn't help but feel worried. Du Lanfang's hometown was Dujiazhuang, which was the worst hit by the disaster. Most of the people in the village died in the flood.
If Zhu Chao had really returned to Dujiazhuang at that time, he would have been in great danger.
Zhu Lan's heart sank a little.
Another woman came to get the quilt, "My name is Liu Yue, and I have two sons at home."
Just as Zhu Lan was about to register, she heard a loud voice next to the woman: "Widow Liu, your husband has been dead for many years. You only have one son in your family. How come another one suddenly appeared?"
These words attracted the attention of the people around, and they all widened their eyes, as if they had heard something extraordinary.
Liu Yue blushed, "I, I picked it up!"
It is said that there are many gossips around a widow. Apparently, few people around her believed what she said, and many people began to whisper.
Liu Yue was anxious and turned around and shouted, "Hey you, come here!"
Seeing that the other party didn't move, Liu Yue simply walked over, picked up her son and held him up for everyone to see.
"I really picked it up. It's taller than our eldest brother!"
"Chaoer!?"
Zhu Lan stood up suddenly. Who else could the little boy in Liu Yue's arms be but Zhu Chao?
She hurried over, but saw Zhu Chao looking at her with confused eyes, as if he didn't know her.
"Chao'er, I'm Sister Lan!" Seeing that Zhu Chao still had no response, Zhu Lan looked at Liu Yue anxiously.
"Is this kid your brother?" Liu Yue didn't expect such a coincidence. "I found this kid in the water a few days ago. He was still breathing, so I saved him. But I don't know if he was scared silly or born dumb, but he just sat there in a daze without saying a word."
Zhu Lan quickly thanked Liu Yue and wanted to hug Zhu Chao over, but Liu Yue was a little hesitant.
"Although this child is not mine, he looks very well behaved. You said he is your brother, do you have any proof?"
Now the question is about Zhu Lan. She and Zhu Chao don't live together, so occasionally when Du Lanfang is not around, Zhu Chao will ask her to play in the yard for a while.
If you were to describe any features of Zhu Chao's body, such as the birthmark, she really didn't know.
Just as Zhu Lan was thinking hard, he heard Xiao Zhu Chao's voice saying:
"Sister, sister..."
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