Seeing his distressed look, Xiao Lingling also sighed.
"Godfather, is the situation getting worse?"
Wu Bokai sighed, his expression suddenly grim. "I don't know what's going on at the border! Another city has been taken away."
The drought was already unbearable enough, and with the war added to the mix, the people continued to flee without stopping.
No, I just received news that a large number of refugees are heading this way.
Moreover, the prefect also sent a message, asking that the refugees must be blocked here and not allowed to reach the capital.
But I don’t have that much ability!”
As he spoke, Wu Bokai leaned back in his chair dejectedly.
Xiao Lingling frowned even more tightly. "That's not right. Isn't it said that there's a powerful General Chu? Why didn't he go to the border to help?"
Wu Bokai was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that she knew General Chu at such a young age.
But when I thought about the fact that they came from the border, it became clear.
"General Chu has passed away..."
Little Bell's heart skipped a beat. "What did you say? What on earth is going on?"
Wu Bokai sighed, "Actually, I don't know much about Guan Qiao, but this incident has caused quite a stir. As you know, we are very close to the capital.
So I've heard some things. I heard that General Chu was assassinated, but I don't know who was so bold.
Xiao Lingling frowned, "When did General Chu die?"
"I think it was around February or March, I can't remember exactly when. What happened?"
Xiao Lingdang suddenly had a guess, but she was now in the county government office and had no chance to verify it. She could only wait until she returned to check it.
But no matter what happened, the death of General Chu was definitely not a good thing.
It’s possible that the current drought is related to her death. It’s really a headache to think about it.
"It's okay, one million kilograms of rice are already mature, and the yield-increasing potion has been prepared and tested.
When do you think it would be best to send it to the capital?"
Wu Bokai finally heard two pieces of good news, and he became more motivated.
"Really? Of course the sooner the better. The severity of the drought is beyond anyone's imagination.
Now, the court has been arguing about this for a long time, but because of the constant natural disasters and wars in recent years, even the national treasury cannot provide so much disaster relief grain.
I think there is still time to make trouble, but the refugees can't wait.
So if possible, the sooner the better. If this potion is really useful, it will give all the people peace of mind."
Xiao Lingling nodded and waved her hand, and a large jar with a lid appeared on the ground.
"This is the potion. The herbs used in it are extremely precious, so I can only make this fifty kilograms now.
Don’t underestimate the amount. One pound of these medicines can be mixed with one thousand pounds of clean water, and then the seeds can be soaked in it for three days.
After that, you can take it out and plant it directly. If you need to transport it, let it dry a little and then transport it to a suitable place for planting.
So if you calculate it this way, these 50 kilograms of medicine can actually soak hundreds of thousands of kilograms of seeds.
This is no small amount. I will find a way to prepare more herbs later, but I don't think there will be this much.
However, this time the mature rice can be planted directly without soaking in water. Although the yield increase is not as great as that of the other rice, it can still be about 30% higher.
However, you probably can't send so many seeds this time. I can give you some first for them to plant.
I'll give you the rest when you find a place."
After that, a large cloth bag filled with grain appeared on the ground.
What is contained here is the rice produced in space.
Wu Bokai came up excitedly, looking at this and that, with a smile on his face that never stopped.
"Okay, okay, don't worry. I'll write a letter and a memorial right away. I'll make sure everything is clear and won't let anyone embezzle your family's credit!"
Xiao Lingling was not polite either, "Well, this is all I can do, and the rest will only make you worry about it.
I'll leave these to you, I'm going to see my godmother."
Xiao Lingling turned around and wanted to leave, but Wu Bokai stopped her.
"Wait a minute, Little Bell, when you leave this time, bring your godmother and your sister back to the village to live with them for a while.
Things haven't been very peaceful in the city recently. Your godmother has also had a poor appetite these days and looks haggard.
If you take them back with you, she can relax. It's not good for her health to be depressed all the time."
Xiao Lingling understood. After all, there were refugees walking around outside every day, which was annoying for anyone to see.
Not to mention that my godmother herself is a gentle and kind person, so she naturally cannot bear to see such human suffering.
Going to the countryside is a good choice.
"Okay, I'll go tell my godmother and the others right away. But, godfather, can you do it by yourself?"
Wu Bokai chuckled. "I'm the county magistrate. I have to accept it even if it's not allowed. If I retreat again, there will be no hope for those refugees."
If we go any further and reach the capital, we don’t know what the outcome will be. Not everyone is so good-tempered.”
Wu Bokai did not have a very good impression of the dignitaries in the capital. He had personally experienced their naturally noble temperament.
In the eyes of those people, these refugees may be no different from snakes, insects, rats and ants.
Not to mention trying to gain any benefit from them.
Most of the wealthy and powerful families who gave out porridge did so for the sake of their reputation. How many of them cared about the lives of these refugees?
Therefore, the capital is definitely not a good place to escape.
Xiao Lingling had also witnessed the prosperity and inhumanity of the capital, so she nodded with understanding.
"Okay, then godfather, you should take care of yourself. If you have any problems, please send someone to Shuanghe Village to find us. We will do our best to help."
Wu Bokai smiled, then let Xiao Lingling leave. He returned to his desk and started writing with a pen and paper.
He must send these potions and seeds to the capital with great care.
Little Bell came to the backyard. The scorching sun shone on the ground, and even the flowers in the small garden next to it looked a little wilted.
Xia Yan was lying on the chaise longue in the corridor, but she seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, with her brows tightly furrowed.
Wu Tongtong, who was standing by, fanned herself gently, her eyes full of worry as she looked at her mother.
Little Bell tiptoed closer, "Sister Tong!"
Wu Tongtong turned around and saw Xiao Lingling, and smiled rarely, "Little sister! You're here! I thought it was just the servants who spread the rumor."
Xiao Lingling smiled and hugged her arms, "Hey, come and see you guys, what happened to godmother? She doesn't look well."
"Oh! Mom has been a little restless recently. She can't sleep or eat well. She hasn't gained weight, but she has become thinner." Wu Tongtong sighed.
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