The vehicle has arrived in Luoshui Town. until the afternoon.

The market is not lively, it is deserted, and there are many people who are homeless and affected by the floods.

They wander the streets, because, they have nowhere to go.

This is the most prosperous place in Luoshui Town, and it is also an important place for business and trade, it is very good here, it has not been affected by floods, but Luoshui Town is not only this place!

Most of Luoshui is still suffering from flooding.

In the market, there are mostly wandering refugees, and there are few pedestrians, horse-drawn carriages or people on horseback.

Two horse-drawn carriages drove into the city from outside the city, and in such a depressed situation, these two carriages attracted the attention of the wandering refugees.

The refugees were hungry, they wanted to eat, and they rushed to the wagons to beg for food from the rich and noble people in the wagons.

In the case that the refugees can't even afford to eat, the person who can ride in the carriage, no matter who he is, first of all, he is a person who will not go hungry!

"Okay, okay, for the stutter."

"I haven't eaten for three days, I really can't stand it."

"My child is going to starve to death, uncle inside, you can do well, can you give my baby a little food?"

The refugees gathered around the two carriages they saw in the street, begging for help.

These refugees are all refugees who have suffered from the floods.

They stopped two wagons and begged for the people in them.

……

In the carriage, Jing Qingran opened the curtains slightly, and saw a pair of begging eyes, they were like hungry sheep, hungry and unbearable, humbly begging.

In order to prevent them from harassing the bigwigs in the carriage, several subordinates were maintaining their order.

Avoid this group of very hungry refugees, who see a little hope in almost despair and panic and starve.

"How should this be done? There are so many of them, I can give one of the cut cake in my hand, but I can't give three ......" Jing Qingran frowned, looked at the man opposite and asked.

"Let's go to the government first." The man spoke.

It's not that they don't care about the lives and deaths of these refugees, but, as Jing Qingran said, if you can give one to three, the food they have now can't save a person at all! Why?

Give it to one person, it's hard to guarantee that other people won't go crazy and grab it, and then, it's a mess.

Go to the local government to see if they still have official food, and if so, open a warehouse to help the people.

Jing Qingran thought about it a little and felt reasonable, so he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The subordinates pacified the refugees, and the coachman drove the horses away.

The vehicle went farther and farther, and the refugees remained where they were.

……

Luo Chenxian, the mayor of Luoshui Town, came to the local government to meet King Chen, who came all the way from the capital.

In the official mansion, in the yamen, and in the hall, several people met each other and sat and talked.

Luo Chenxian is the mayor of Luoshui Town, he is in his early fifties, his temples are slightly white, his body is medium, he is not fat or thin, and his face is a little dark, but he is also stable.

There were also several local officials, the eldest prefect, three out of fifty, and the youngest in his early thirties.

King Chen should be regarded as the youngest of them, but the one with the highest status.

He sat on the top seat, and the rest of the people sat beside him.

I didn't see Xue Yiling, the minister of the Qin Mission.

The prefect said that Xue Zhuangyuan went to the disaster area to check the disaster.

"Just now, when you enter the city gate, why are there so many refugees who have nowhere to go? Gone with no food to eat? King Chen sat on the top, looked at the people below and asked.

The voice is light, but it has a royal majesty of its own.

(Sorry, there was a power outage today, the chapter was late.) )