Along the way, Ye Feiyun was in a low mood.
Bai Lian had disguised himself for him before, but his disguise was discovered again and again, which dealt him a heavy blow.
Oh, I'm so worried.
Ye Feiyun rubbed his handsome little face with his hands constantly, and from time to time he lifted the curtain and looked outside.
Who knows where Long Aotian is hiding, so we better be careful.
Nowadays, my head is almost hanging on my belt, I have to be on guard!
But on second thought.
Ye Feiyun felt something was wrong again. He had already brought Ye Ding with him, so why was he still worried about what Long Aotian would do?
Ye Ding is definitely an iconic character.
He was almost two meters tall, and when he walked he was like a small mountain. His shadow on the ground was really scary.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is Tarzan in human form.
"Oh, forget it, let's just take it one step at a time, that's it."
“Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by God!”
Ye Feiyun didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.
The carriage bumped and swayed until it arrived at the refugee camp on the outskirts of the city.
But when Ye Feiyun lifted the horse curtain, got off the carriage, and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.
The previous annoyance in my heart was now swept away, replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness and shock.
At this time, the refugee area on the outskirts of the city was full of peeled tree trunks and bare branches exposed.
It is no exaggeration to say that there were corpses everywhere and the place was in a mess.
Thousands of ragged refugees were queuing up to receive relief food from two steaming soup kitchens set up nearby.
Countless children were crying heart-wrenchingly and the refugees were wailing.
Ye Feiyun was stunned for a moment, then waved and said, "Ye Ding."
"Hey, young master." Ye Ding ran over with brisk steps.
At this time, Batian and Bai Lian also got out of the car. Seeing what was happening in front of them, both of them had shock on their faces.
It can be said that the fighting situation in the front is tense, but people in the rear are enjoying themselves. This is exactly the situation.
The Dagan Dynasty was a powerful country, and there were countless high-ranking officials in the entire capital who lived a life of extravagance and drunkenness all day long.
But not far from the capital, there were thousands of refugees who were starving and poorly clothed.
At this moment, they were queuing up, holding worn-out bowls in their hands, asking for the little food available at the soup kitchen to fill their stomachs.
The two of them felt a mixture of emotions, as if cut by a knife.
Ye Feiyun's eyes were red and his voice was trembling.
"Ye Ding, let me ask you, our Ye family provided relief food before? How did this happen again?"
Ye Feiyun spoke word by word with a hint of anger.
He had previously persuaded Ye Dashan to donate his family fortune of over 100 million taels of silver. He clearly remembered that 500 million taels of silver were used to help refugees.
But in the current situation, 500 million taels of silver, even if converted into rice, would be enough to weigh over 10 billion kilograms.
Why is it like this now?
Ye Feiyun didn’t have time to go to the outskirts of the city to take a look before, but when he saw it this time, he couldn’t help but feel shocked and gnashed his teeth in hatred.
Ye Ding could hardly speak clearly.
"Master Ye, I don't understand this either. I saw them transport thousands of dan of rice bags out of the city with horse-drawn carts before, but this..."
Ye Ding didn't finish his words, but his meaning was already clear.
He clearly saw the loading with his own eyes. The white rice was neatly loaded into the carriage and sent to the outskirts of the city.
"Let's go!" Ye Feiyun shouted, and without waiting for Ye Ding to explain, he hurried directly to the porridge shop.
Many refugees immediately cast pleading eyes towards Ye Feiyun, their white eyes revealing endless helplessness and sadness.
There was also a little girl with innocent eyes being pulled by her parents, with a finger in her mouth, blinking her eyes and staring at Ye Feiyun.
"Mom, who is she?"
At the side, a woman in simple clothes immediately tugged at the girl's collar and said, "Don't talk nonsense, this is a high-ranking official."
When Ye Feiyun saw this scene, he felt even worse.
It's like a mixture of five flavors.
At the porridge shop, two officials were distributing rice porridge. Steam was rising from a large pot in front of them, with faint white rice floating up and down inside. The porridge was clear and watery, without any meat or fish.
It would be more appropriate to say that this is rice soup rather than porridge.
Ye Feiyun took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and asked: "I ask you, who among you is the soup kitchen official here? Call him out!"
As soon as Ye Feiyun gave an order, the two officials who were distributing porridge immediately saw Ye Feiyun clearly.
"Who are you?" The two looked at each other curiously.
"You still dare to ask?" Ye Feiyun was about to get angry, but suddenly thought of something.
Now that I have changed my appearance, it is normal that these two people cannot recognize me.
He lowered his voice and wanted to reveal his identity, but then he thought, wouldn't all his disguise be in vain?
So he took out Wang Dafang's golden badge and waved it in front of him.
"Do you recognize this badge?"
The two officers were startled when they saw this. They knelt on the ground in panic and said tremblingly, "We didn't know you were coming in person. We are sorry for not coming to greet you. Please forgive us."
"Forgive me for your stupid crime! Hurry up and call out the person who's in charge of distributing porridge here!"
Ye Feiyun shouted again.
The two officers looked at each other, and one of them quickly stood up and ran to the back of the house.
After a while, a cursing voice came from outside.
"Who the hell is looking for me? Can't you see I'm drinking?"
Ye Feiyun took a deep breath.
These officials who occupy positions but do not do any real work are just lining their own pockets with money all day long, while they pretend not to see so many refugees suffering from hunger and cold.
When I find out who is behind the embezzlement, I will tear his head off.
Ye Feiyun's face turned ashen as he stood there. The hem of his clothes rustled in the wind, revealing a chilling murderous intent.
Ye Ding, who was standing aside, didn't dare to laugh and joke as usual. He just stood beside Ye Feiyun with a serious face, his eyes wide open and a ferocious look.
The refugees were so frightened that they dared not approach and watched from afar.
The official from before came back, and next to him stood a middle-aged man in official uniform, with greasy hair, fat ears, a round belly, and a fat body. There were still oil stains at the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.
"Who's looking for me?"
The middle-aged man seemed to be still drunk and had not yet sobered up. His speech was slurred and he stumbled in front of Ye Feiyun, supported by the police.
The officer's face turned pale with fear, and he almost fainted.
Ye Feiyun just showed his badge, which was the badge of the Four Famous Detectives in Beijing.
It is obvious that they are here to call for punishment, and our master is so drunk that he can't even speak clearly. Isn't this clearly courting death?
The housekeeper shrank his neck, hid behind the middle-aged man, and dared not say a word.
The middle-aged man stretched his neck, narrowed his eyes, and looked around, but his eyes were out of focus. It took him a long time to see Ye Feiyun and Ye Ding clearly.
"Haha!" Ye Feiyun's face was gloomy, and he kept sneering. He whispered, "Ye Ding, who is this?"
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