Li Chengfeng was in the imperial study, reading and thinking about the memorial from Mr. Zhang.
There was indeed a flood in Jiangnan in the original game, but he could not remember the specific details.
It is his turn to be the emperor in this life, and he cannot be careless about matters involving human lives.
Thinking of this, he picked up the red pen and began to annotate the memorial.
"If we don't have enough medicinal materials, we can get more from other provinces. We also need to prepare warm clothes and blankets, as well as tents..."
Because the incident happened suddenly, Li Chengfeng did not have time to think carefully about the details of how the original game plot handled the flood in Jiangnan.
We can only send a batch of the items that are most needed at the moment.
As for the imperial envoy who was sent to provide disaster relief, he also had to think carefully about it.
"Little Liuzi."
"I'm here." Little Liuzi quickly entered the imperial study and waited for the emperor's orders.
"Personally deliver this memorial to Lord Zhang, quickly!"
"twitter!"
Xiao Liuzi ran out and understood the importance of the matter.
Lord Zhang in his mansion was also rubbing his hands, anxiously waiting for the emperor's reply.
However, in the Jiangnan area that suffered from the flood, the scene was one of widespread misery.
Floods raged across the land, and large numbers of houses were washed away.
Although local officials took immediate countermeasures, it was still a drop in the bucket.
There are too many casualties!
"Mother! Mother!" The child who lost his mother was wearing tattered clothes and crying helplessly.
The numb adults looked at the ferocious flood and the gloomy sky, and could not even shed tears.
The officers and soldiers risked being swept away by the flood and tried their best to rescue the people struggling in the water.
The broken bodies were piled together, waiting for a bonfire to be built and then burned collectively.
The once abundant land of fish and rice has turned into a living hell.
"Report, sir, the water level still shows no signs of falling!"
A soldier with his trouser legs rolled up and covered in mud rushed into the county government office.
"Explore again!"
County Magistrate Gao paced back and forth anxiously, with blisters forming on his mouth.
The soldiers responsible for observing the water level would report the flood water level to the magistrate of Yuxiang County every once in a while.
However, Yuxiang County is low-lying, and the water from the downstream cannot be drained out, but the water from the upstream flows in continuously.
"God bless my Yuxiang County, please stop raining!"
County Magistrate Gao bowed again and again helplessly.
He has done everything he can, and now he can only leave it to fate!
"Master, drink some water to moisten your throat. It's no use being anxious."
The county magistrate came in with a bowl of water to persuade him.
"When I think about the suffering of the people under my rule, I feel so sad!"
"Old Li, who is an expert at growing rice, was even excited a few days ago saying that this year's harvest is sure to be good."
“Now the people are gone, and the harvest is gone too.”
"Oh my God, please open your eyes and take a look!"
County Magistrate Gao collapsed to the ground, wanting to cry but no tears could come out.
The county magistrate hurriedly helped County Magistrate Gao up and sat him on the bench.
"Please take care of yourself. The people are relying on you to help them rebuild their homes!"
County Magistrate Gao said slowly, "Yes, I must live well. I cannot collapse."
The county magistrate watched as Magistrate Gao recovered and said, "Sir, I think there's something fishy about this flood."
"What did you find?"
"I have searched through the county annals of Yuxiang County and have found over thirty floods of varying magnitude, but none as severe as this."
"Do you suspect there's something fishy about this flood?"
"With the new emperor on the throne, the government is unstable. It's not impossible that those with ulterior motives will use us as a pretext to prevent the imperial decree from being implemented."
"This is a matter concerning the imperial court. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful, there are ears behind the walls."
County Magistrate Gao lowered his voice even lower
"I can't tell anyone about this matter."
The county magistrate could only nod silently.
On the other side, at the resettlement site for disaster victims, the people who had lost their homes and fields sat there in frustration.
Their eyes were glassy and they kept muttering, “It’s all gone, everything is gone.”
There was still a light rain in the sky. The officers and soldiers estimated that it was almost noon and started to cook porridge in a big pot.
It’s called porridge, but it’s actually just water with a few grains of rice.
The county government took out all the grain it could, but it had been too long and the grain was almost gone.
The nearby states and counties were also disaster-stricken areas, and it was impossible to borrow grain.
"If the relief grain from the imperial court doesn't arrive, the people will starve to death."
The cook sighed as he cooked.
When the porridge was ready, the officers and soldiers shouted, "Pour the porridge in."
The common people dragged their hunched bodies and lined up to wait for porridge.
This is the only moment they realize they are still alive.
The capital city thousands of miles away.
"Master Zhang, Master Zhang. This is the memorial approved by His Majesty. It conveys His Majesty's oral instructions. Please, Master Zhang, quickly deliver the first batch of supplies."
Xiao Liuzi handed the memorial to Mr. Zhang without even saying any polite words.
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
Looking at the vermilion annotations on the memorial, Lord Zhang sighed, "Your Majesty is truly worthy of being Your Majesty. Your considerations are truly thoughtful."
"With such an emperor, Dagan will surely prosper in the future!"
After saying that, he hurried to prepare supplies.
Lord Zhang was so busy that he kept his feet on the ground. In the secret dark room, the old emperor also received the news of the flood.
"The severity of this flood is a bit strange."
The old emperor also experienced floods in the south of the Yangtze River during his reign, but none of them caused such great losses.
He burned the note in his hand and said to the shadow guard, "Have the people from the five camps prepared. If necessary, they must fully cooperate with the little emperor's actions."
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