Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

The boat sailed for another two days and finally arrived in Suzhou.

But it is very different from the scenery along the way.

The further we went, the muddier and more turbulent the water became, with even dead cattle and sheep floating on the water. Begging victims could be seen everywhere on the roadsides on both sides of the river, and it was a miserable sight.

The summer rainstorms washed away the river embankments, and mud accumulated in the river, raising the riverbed. The raging river water then surged onto the shore, destroying buildings, flooding fields, and taking away the food and livestock on which the people depended for their survival.

Looking from afar, both banks were covered in mud and there were countless dead and wounded, which was frightening to see.

Shen Xiyue and Murong Xuan both had solemn expressions on their faces.

The person who came to pick up the boat was the Suzhou prefect Tan Yichun, who looked to be in his early forties, white and plump, and looked like a steamed bun when he smiled.

As soon as he saw Murong Xuan, he immediately came up to him flatteringly: "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Murong Xuan coughed for a long time before he gasped and said, "Tell me, what's the situation now."

"Yes."

Tan Yichun nodded, and the smile on his face disappeared, and his face became wrinkled like a bun again:

"Your Highness, I only led people to dig a few river channels and diverted the blocked flood water to several abandoned reservoirs. Finally, the water receded."

"Well done." Murong Xuan said kindly: "How are the people?"

"Fortunately, Lieutenant General Liu sent the food in time," Tan Yichun said solemnly, "the granaries in the entire Suzhou city are empty, and we can't provide hot porridge. Many victims even rioted... Your Highness, now that you are here, I see hope!"

Murong Xuan coughed for a long time again: "I...I am weak, I have to rely on Master Tan for everything."

Tan Yichun bent his waist even deeper: "No, no, I don't know what to do next. I have no idea. Please give me your instructions, Your Highness."

Murong Xuan chuckled. His handsome face looked breathtakingly good-looking. He glanced at Tan Yichun and said, "Mr. Tan has been the governor of Suzhou for ten years."

Having been the prefect of Suzhou for ten years, how could you not know how to control floods?

It's clearly a test.

Tan Yichun said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Yes."

Murong Xuan narrowed his eyes and said, "In the past, when the imperial court did not send anyone, did Lord Tan just ignore the disaster? Did he allow the flood to spread and the people to be displaced?"

This put Tan Yichun in a dilemma again.

Tan Yichun was choked and speechless, and sighed: "Your Highness, the relief food was delivered yesterday, and porridge has begun to be distributed, and the people affected by the disaster have also been resettled... Alas."

A sigh seemed to contain many unspoken words.

Shen Xiyue looked at Lord Tan silently.

In my previous life, I didn't have a very deep impression of him. I only vaguely remembered that when Qi Xun returned from disaster relief, he complained in the government office that everything was going smoothly in the relief work in Jiangnan, and that the governor of Suzhou was both capable and did everything without taking credit for himself, but he was a bit stubborn and insisted on rebuilding the dam, which was time-consuming, laborious and expensive...

Shen Xiyue could still remember that Qi Xun said he was anxious to return to Beijing, so he didn't agree...

"Talk about your Excellency."

Shen Xiyue spoke tentatively: "Your Highness already knows why the flood occurred this time. It was caused by the fact that the upstream embankment was not strong enough. When it rained heavily, the lake water flowed across the lake and it was difficult to store water. The people need to be resettled, the river channel needs to be cleaned up, and the embankment needs to be reinforced. I wonder if Lord Tan can take His Highness to take a look upstream?"

Murong Xuan turned around and looked at Shen Xiyue with a burning gaze.

He had specifically consulted Prime Minister Song about the problems with the dams she mentioned before setting off. He had intended to solve these problems at once on this trip.

It was just that Tan Yichun came up to test him, which made him a little unhappy, so he practiced Tai Chi with him.

At this moment, Shen Xiyue said it so frankly, which saved him a lot of trouble.

She was like the bright and pure sun, warming the cold suspicion in his heart.

When Tan Yichun heard this, he was very excited: "Yes, what the guard said is very true! Your Highness, if it is convenient for you, let's set off now..."

Not shy at all.

Murong Xuan did not blame him: "In this case, Lord Tan, please lead the way."

Shen Xiyue followed behind Murong Xuan and whispered a reminder: "Your Highness, Doctor Mu said that there will be plague after a disaster, so we must be prepared in advance."

Tan Yichun quickly took over the conversation: "Yes, yes, what the guard said is true. I have asked the doctors in the city to open the pharmacy in advance, and boil some medicinal herbs for strengthening the body every day and give them to the people for free."

He just said that he had no idea, but now he doesn't hide it and it's obvious that everything is ready.

"Lord Tan is thoughtful." Murong Xuan and his party rode their horses upstream on the river. Along the way, they kept seeing villagers fleeing with their families, some on foot, some pushing wheelbarrows, all with sad looks on their faces.

Mao Ping hurriedly asked someone to ask, and soon got the news: "The villagers said that it looked like it was going to rain, and the dam upstream hadn't been repaired for many years. They were worried about being flooded again, so they had to flee for their lives."

As he said this, he sighed again.

Murong Xuan pondered for a moment, and when he saw another group of villagers coming towards him who were unable to escape, he dismounted and walked over.

When the villagers saw this group of people, although they were all dressed in ordinary clothes, they all carried knives. In such a world, they were just ordinary people who wanted to make a living, so they quickly moved aside.

Upon seeing this, Tan Yichun hurried forward and explained his identity in a friendly manner. The villagers' fears gradually subsided and they came forward to complain.

"Master Tan, you know that last year there was a drought and the harvest was dismal. This autumn we finally harvested the crops, but now we are facing floods. Oh my God, how can we ordinary people survive——"

When talking about the sad things, the people wiped away their tears.

Murong Xuan watched the villagers leaving with their elderly and children, and stood in silence for a moment.

Tan Yichun also wiped away tears uncomfortably:

"Your Highness, I know I have overstepped my authority today.

The truth is, the people sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief in previous years were just doing a superficial job. This dam has been broken year after year. If it is not repaired, it will really burst! By then, the entire Suzhou city will become a vast ocean..."