The judge Huang Tong was able to leave in anger. When he saw the judge Huang Tong away, Zixuan and others laughed.

"Sir, if you don't give him face, aren't you afraid that he will give you eye drops when he goes back? Then the prefect is not against you. What if he comes seriously, what should you do if you secretly harm him?" County Chief Zhao was still a little worried. This prefect Fang was not a person with open mind.

Zixuan smiled and said, "Let him do it. I guess the disaster relief alone will be enough for him to have a headache. If you want to frame me, he has to be busy. Don't think about this for the time being, let's do the things we just agreed on first."

County Chief Zhao and Zhubu Liu nodded, "Since that's the case, let's make arrangements quickly. This is also a major event that concerns the people of the county." The two went out together.

On July 18th, Li Mingyu, Qi Yunfei, Xu Wenhan, Xu Wenchang, Yue Pengcheng and others brought two thousand soldiers and two thousand stones of grain raised from the capital and surrounding prefectures and counties to Longzhou. Because Mingyu sent people to check in advance, he knew that the disaster in the eastern region was mild and Zixuan was there in the western region, so there was nothing big. The most powerful one was the central region, so Mingyu and others came directly to the central region.

Their first stop was of course Hanzhou under Longzhou. The administrative divisions in the northeast region are somewhat different from other places in Daqi. Although Longzhou is called Zhou, it is actually Fucheng, and its scope is roughly the same as those of later generations. However, there are prefectures and counties under its jurisdiction, but these prefectures are not the same. Some prefectures can manage several counties, while others do not. At the same time, some counties are directly under the Fucheng, just like the east side of the town, directly under the Longzhou Prefecture.

This situation is of course because the Northeast region did not originally belong to the Central Plains, but to some minority regimes. Over thousands of years, countless ethnic minorities have established countries in the Northeast, and the capitals are different every time, which has created chaos in the names of various places today.

When the founding emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty was a soldier genius. After seizing the Central Plains, he actually attacked the Northeast and occupied this area. However, this historical state of survival was preserved, but it was only slightly improved.

Of course, these are not a big deal, and people are used to this division, so they followed it.

At this time, the heavy rain had stopped for seven or eight days, the road had already dried up, and the flood in the ground had receded. Everyone came here and encountered a lot of suffering on the way. Finally, they were about to get to the place, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There were many people coming across the street, both men, women, young and old, all dressed in worn clothes and unkempt faces. It seemed that some days I had not had enough food, and they all didn't even have the strength to walk.

Wen Han got off the horse and came to these people, "Uncle, where are you going?"

An old man looked at Wen Han, "Young man, we are fleeing. Oh, God didn't open his eyes, and a heavy rain wiped out all our village. We couldn't survive, so we thought about escaping south, maybe we could still leave a life." The old man was weak when he spoke.

"Old man, isn't the city quite close to here? Isn't the prefecture and officials from all over the country opening warehouses for disaster relief?" Wen Han was a little puzzled. Although heavy rains in the north this year, it was impossible for them to encounter floods? Logically speaking, even if the court did not provide relief, just taking out the grain from the local official warehouse would be enough for the victims to fill their stomachs?

"Oh, don't mention this. The prefect asked someone to set up a porridge stand, but the porridge was thin, just like water. It was limited every day, and many people couldn't get it. We also had a porridge lined up there for two days, but we really couldn't keep it. Then we thought we should just escape from the famine. Otherwise, we would all starve to death." When the old man talked about this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The people next to him were talking, and Wen Han frowned when he heard this. "Old man, don't go south for now. When you go to another place, you are not familiar with the land yet, where can you make a living? We were sent by the court. Look, we have brought so much food. Stay here. After a while, the crops in the fields will be harvested, and we can at least survive." Wen Han advised.

The people looked up at the team opposite. It was such a long convoy. Each car was filled with sacks, which looked like food.

"What you said is true, if this is true, then we won't leave. Who would be willing to leave the country and go out to live a life? If we can survive, we are willing to live in our hometown." A young man asked.

"Don't worry, what I'm telling the truth. In this way, you follow us first and go back with us for food. After we meet the officials here, we will give the food to the people seriously. How about it? Can you trust us?" Wen Han felt really sad when he saw these people.

Mingyu had already heard the conversation between Wen Han and the refugees behind him. He quietly said a few words to Yun Fei, and Yun Fei took some people and ran away.

These refugees followed Mingyu and his team to the city. The journey was still a bit far, so they found a place to camp and rest in the evening. After the refugees had dinner with everyone, Mingyu took the opportunity to inquire about some of the situation from these people.

From these people, it was learned that in fact, only some of the granaries in each prefecture and county were flooded, and the rest were well preserved.

The courts all had policies. A lot of the grain collected every year, except for the part that was handed over to the state, must be left in the local area to prepare for war and wasteland. Only when the new grain is put into storage next year can these old grain be used.

Mingyu was a little angry after hearing this. "It seems that there is food, but he doesn't take it out for the people to eat. If you build a porridge shed, it's probably just a formality. The prefect of Fang from Longzhou seems to have done enough."

"It's okay, haven't we sent several groups of people here in advance? We will always figure out what's going on here. You don't have to be angry. How many of these officials are sincere for the people? We came out this time, didn't the emperor say that we would give you the right to make arbitrary power at the moment. If there are those who are corrupt and abused, just kill two of them. See if they dare to do so in the future?" Pengcheng advised with a smile.

Mingyu nodded. This matter was not something that could be done in a hurry. "Okay, we are tired enough to run all the way. Let's rest early. I guess we will be even more tired if we get there tomorrow."

At noon the next day, the group finally arrived at Longzhou Prefecture City. Sure enough, outside the city gate, there were several porridge sheds, and some victims were queuing up to receive the porridge.

Mingyu sent someone to see it. The porridge was very thick and not very thin as the refugees said. Mingyu looked at Pengcheng and others, and everyone smiled at each other. It seemed that the news they were coming had already arrived here.

Just as everyone was about to enter the city, they saw many people coming out of the city, all wearing official uniforms.

"I don't know if it was the prince who came, but the subordinates were wronged to welcome him. I would like to forgive him." The leader was naturally the prefect of the prefect. He had already received the news and calculated the time to come out to greet him.

"The prefect Fang is exempted from the gifts. After the disaster, I guess the government office is very busy. Why should I come out to greet you in person?" Mingyu said with a smile.

"It is a great blessing for the prince to come to Longzhou. No matter how busy the officials are, they have to come to welcome the prince." The prefect said with a smile. "The prince is tired all the way and is also invited to the city to rest. Now the people have been resettled, and there is no big deal."

Mingyu nodded and brought the people into the city. The food he brought was specially led to a small schoolyard in the north of the city, which was spacious and could be put away.

The prefect Fang was not allowed to arrange a banquet to entertain Mingyu and others, so there was no need to explain these in detail. After the banquet, some of the people sent by Mingyu had arrived in the capital one after another and reported what they saw and heard in the past few days to Mingyu.

There was only one porridge shed that everyone saw. And just like the refugees they met said, it was almost as thin as water. What they saw now were all made this morning.

Nowadays, there are five or six prefectures and counties in all areas of Longzhou that are really seriously affected. Among them, Fuyu Prefecture is the intersection of the Noni River and the Huntong River, so the disaster is the most severe. This place is right next to Zhendong County, so most people from Fuyu Prefecture fled to Zhendong.

Of course, the people who came back also reported some situations in Zhendong. Refugees were properly resettled in Zhendong, and because the Zhendong County Magistrate was well-managed, the people under their jurisdiction have now resumed production and are in a stable and prosperous scene.

After hearing this, Mingyu couldn't help but be happy for Zixuan. "Brother, my second brother-in-law is still capable. Listen, not only the people are not harmed, but now they have returned to normal life. This is what a local official should do. This prefect Fang, who doesn't do serious things, doesn't know what he is thinking about in his head?"

"Since that's the case, why don't we transfer Zixuan here. He has been here for a long time and is familiar with the local area. In addition, he can manage Zhendong so well. I think he has a lot of experience in dealing with post-disaster reconstruction and other matters. We are just a little confused when we are just a little bit unconscious. We have to listen to whatever the prefect Fang said, so we can't do a good job." Wen Han proposed to ask Zixuan to come and help.

"Brother said this, Zixuan has now experienced it. Besides, everything is normal in Zhendong, so it should be feasible to transfer him over." Pengcheng also agreed.
Chapter completed!