After a simple breakfast, Jiang Ranli said goodbye to the little meatball and went out to look for Jiang Fan. They were friends, siblings, and family. They should care and love each other, and share their responsibilities with each other.
Riding in a carriage on the street, Jiang Ranli felt particularly uncomfortable as he saw more and more disaster victims on the street.
"Madam, Shandong has been suffering from a severe drought for so long, why haven't we seen anyone from the court come to deal with these things? If things continue to develop like this, something will happen sooner or later."
The coachman sighed deeply. The victims on the street were ragged and displaced, which was really heartbreaking to see.
"Governor Deng is a good official. I believe he has reported the situation in Shandong to the court. The disaster-stricken area is so large this time. I think it won't be long before the court will send people to resettle them."
Speaking of the Governor of Shandong, Jiang Ranli inevitably thought of his daughter and the recent rumors in Jinan City. Despite this, she had to admit that Deng Weimin was a good official.
The coachman nodded. He believed what his wife said. Then, he thought of something and said, "Logically speaking, the Ninth Prince and the Tenth Prince are both in our Jinan City. They should know the situation here best. As royal princes, why haven't we seen them take any action?"
Hearing the coachman talking about Yinzhen and the Tenth Prince, Jiang Ranli's heart sank, and it took him a long time to control the surging emotions in his heart.
"Although they are princes, they still have to be authorized to handle government affairs. They are now in Jinan City and will definitely not sit idly by. It's just that we can't see their efforts."
"That's right, madam," the driver nodded again.
The carriage stopped at Jishi Grain Store. Jiang Ranli went in to look for Jiang Fan, but after a round, she couldn't even see his shadow. She asked Wang Shaohui who was busy there, and only then did she know that Jiang Fan had dealt with the matters here and rushed to the gambling house.
So Jiang Ranli got on the carriage again and asked the driver to drive towards the gambling house.
The ancients said, "The rich have wine and meat, while the poor are freezing to death on the streets." This poem is truly a very realistic portrayal. Even though there are disaster victims everywhere in Jinan City, the business of the gambling houses remains unaffected and is still booming every day.
When Jiang Ranli arrived at the gambling house, he still couldn't find Jiang Fan. The person in charge there said that Jiang Fan had gone to Shuangxueyuan again.
This time, Jiang Ranli did not go to Shuangxueyuan, but asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the porridge shed set up outside the city.
Whether it is Jishi Grain Store or Gambling House, they have many branches throughout Shandong Province, and the one in Jinan City is just the head office, so Jiang Fan has to deal with more than just one or two businesses. Jiang Ranli feels that with Jiang Fan's desperate efforts, she won't be able to find him even if she goes to Shuangxueyuan.
The most likely place to find him would be the porridge stall outside the city, where there were many disaster victims and it was the place that Jiang Fan and she cared about the most.
When Jiang Ranli arrived at the porridge stall, the first thing he saw was not the porridge stall, but a long line of people.
Their porridge stall was just set up yesterday. After hearing the news, the disaster victims from other places rushed over today, so more and more people came.
When there are too many people, chaos is likely to arise. Just now, several disaster victims were fighting over queue-jumping and queue-cutting. People lost their order as they did yesterday and rushed to the porridge stall. Dozens of people fell to the ground and were injured. In short, it was a mess and the situation was very bad.
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