Restart the Disaster of Another World

The flood affected more than 400 villages in six counties. After the flood, the villages and farmland were destroyed and the people were displaced. Except for those who were able to move to other places, more than 80,000 people were left homeless and slept on the levees. The number of casualties was countless.

The relief supplies purchased by Qi Yuan were temporarily stored in the granary of the patrol camp. Looking at the endless stream of horse-drawn carriages transporting things in, the people would be lying if they said they were not dumbfounded. They all praised Lord Qi for caring about the people.

As time went by, the grain in the warehouse had piled up like a mountain, but there was still a steady stream of grain delivered, and the originally spacious warehouse became crowded. Seeing these large warehouses being filled up little by little, An Yi took a quick look, reached into the rice bag, and grabbed a handful of old rice mixed with rice bran. If he smelled it carefully, he could smell the sour smell of the bran.

Needless to say, An Yi took a look at the quilt that was almost as thin as a piece of cloth and couldn't calm down for a long time. He frowned, and his eyes revealed his worry and dissatisfaction with the quality of these materials. He poured out the rice in his hand and scattered it all over the ground. The rice grains mixed with rice bran were scattered on the ground, making a mess.

"What is this?" An Yi muttered to himself, with a hint of anger in his voice. He knew that these supplies were vital to the people affected by the disaster. If the quality was so poor, how could they survive the hardship? He wrote down everything and prepared to report it to the crown prince.

In the back garden of the imperial palace, Concubine Li forcefully broke into the Yaochi despite Eunuch Li's attempt to stop her.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report." Concubine Li raised her voice, her face expressionless for a rare time. The chirping sounds that entered her ears forced her to clench her hands, and her nails left deep red scratches on the back of her hands.

Concubine Li: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine."

Concubine Liu looked at the woman who suddenly broke in, her brows slightly furrowed, but she soon regained her composure. She raised her head slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Concubine Liu: "Hey, isn't this Concubine Li? How come you have time to hang out here today?"

Concubine Li gritted her teeth, suppressed her dissatisfaction and anger, and whispered, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I just want to see the emperor and report something to him."

Concubine Liu's smile widened. She clapped her hands gently and laughed softly, "I see. But, I am accompanying the Emperor right now, so there are some things that are inconvenient for you to hear. How about this, after I finish talking to the Emperor, I will let you report to me, how about that?"

There was a flash of resentment in Concubine Li's eyes, but she knew she couldn't offend the Imperial Concubine, so she could only bow her head and reply, "Yes, I obey your command."

Concubine Liu smiled smugly, then turned around and continued chatting and laughing with the emperor. Concubine Li stood aside, feeling unwilling and resentful.

Xiao Hong gently helped Concubine Li up, bent down and stroked Concubine Li's knees with a handkerchief. When she looked up, she noticed her expression and said worriedly, "Madam."

"Let's go," Concubine Li took a deep breath, suppressed her inner turmoil, and decided to leave here temporarily. She didn't want to see Concubine Liu's smug look anymore, nor did she want to stay here any longer.

Emperor Qingde was sitting in the pavilion outside the Yaochi Lake, and Eunuch Li carefully put an outer robe on him to prevent him from catching a cold.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Emperor Qingde leaned his hands on the table and glanced at him, obviously dissatisfied with his recklessness today.

"Your Majesty, I have worked for the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue Qi Yuan for six or seven years. I have no intention of betraying you, but my family are all ordinary people living in Qingzhou. I cannot bear to see the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue Qi Yuan embezzling disaster relief funds. I am taking the risk of being disrespectful to come and ask to see Your Majesty. Even if Your Majesty orders me to be executed immediately, I will have no complaints. I only ask Your Majesty to uphold justice and give the people of Qingzhou a way out."

He spoke with tears in his eyes, but Emperor Qingde thought it was normal. He was accustomed to such tricks and thought it was just some honest person complaining without any reason. However, the matter of misappropriating disaster relief funds was a big deal, but it was also a small matter. After all, they were a family. He also knew that there were many shady ways in which the royal family used silver. As long as it was not a big deal, it could be covered up.

Emperor Qingde was thinking so at first, but when he opened the account book, he stood up in shock. Apart from the detailed items, the numbers at the end of the last page were shocking. More than one million taels of silver were dispersed within a few days.

Emperor Qingde looked at the account book in front of him, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. His eyes were fixed on the shocking numbers in the account book, his hands clenched into fists, his joints turned white and veins bulged.

"Bastard!" he suddenly shouted angrily, his voice was deafening, and the eunuchs and guards beside him were frightened to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Emperor Qingde was furious. This was more than one million taels of silver! This money was supposed to be used to help the victims and save countless lives, but now it was gone. He thought of the displaced and starving people, and his heart was filled with guilt and anger.

Emperor Qingde took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that this matter must be investigated thoroughly, otherwise he would not be able to explain it to the world. He glared at the man kneeling on the ground and said coldly: "You'd better not lie, otherwise I will never let you go!"

The man was so frightened that he trembled all over, kowtowed repeatedly to apologize, and said that everything he said was true. Seeing this, Emperor Qingde temporarily put aside his doubts and decided to investigate the matter himself.

He immediately ordered all officials involved in the matter to come to the court and asked them to hand over all the accounts and records of the silver. At the same time, he also sent his trusted spies to investigate secretly to find out the truth.

Emperor Qingde sat on the dragon throne, thinking about the next action with a serious face. He knew that this incident involved the fundamental interests of the country. If it was not handled properly, it would cause social unrest and even lead to the loss of public support. Therefore, he had to act cautiously and not trust anyone easily.

At this moment, a eunuch hurried over to report that the Crown Prince wanted to see him. Emperor Qingde frowned, wondering why the Crown Prince came to see him at this time? Was it because of this matter? He hesitated for a moment, but nodded and asked someone to bring the Crown Prince in.

The prince walked into the hall, bowed respectfully to Emperor Qingde, and said, "I heard that you are investigating the case of Qi Yuan, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, who embezzled disaster relief funds. I came here to ask you to allow me to participate in the investigation."

After hearing this, Emperor Qingde couldn't help but be silent. It seemed that the prince had already known the news in advance. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still decided to leave the matter to the prince. So he nodded and agreed to the prince's request.

Soon, the prince began to jointly investigate. After some twists and turns, they finally found some clues. It turned out that the silver was not misappropriated to other places, but was privately embezzled by Qi Yuan. He used his power to forge a series of documents and accounts and transferred the silver to his own account.

After learning the truth, Emperor Qingde was so angry that he almost fainted. He did not expect Qi Yuan to be so bold as to embezzle the disaster relief funds. He immediately ordered Qi Yuan to be arrested and his accomplices to be thoroughly investigated.

At the same time, the prince suggested that his father distribute the remaining silver to the victims as soon as possible to relieve their urgent needs. Emperor Qingde agreed and immediately began to arrange this matter.

Although the matter was discovered in time and the disturbance was finally calmed down, Emperor Qingde did not realize that the corruption in the court had seriously affected the development and stability of the country.

Wenjiabao

They sat on the bullock cart and felt the cart moving smoothly. The wheels rolled on the cement road without any bumps, as if they were walking on the clouds. This unprecedented comfortable experience amazed them and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "This is really the most comfortable bullock cart we have ever ridden in our lives!"

Soon, the ox cart arrived at the village. The scene before them was dazzling - the wide and flat road, the neatly arranged small buildings and the well-arranged courtyards formed a beautiful and harmonious picture.

There is a wide open space in front and behind each building, and lush vegetables are planted in front of and behind the houses, with green leaves swaying in the wind. The platform is covered with golden millet, and some unnamed crops are drying in the air. Walking into the village, the fresh air is filled with a faint sweetness.

The villagers were all smiling, as if they had nothing to do with the sorrows of life. In the fields in the distance, ox carts loaded with potatoes and corn that had just been harvested were slowly coming down the mountain.

The entire hillside was planted with various crops, and the colorful fruits and crops swayed gently in the breeze, which was dazzling. They stared at this fertile land, and tears could not help but welled up in their eyes.

Thinking back to the tragic situation where the seedlings I had worked so hard to plant ended up with nothing to harvest, I was filled with endless emotion.

A group of people followed the people in front of them and moved forward slowly. When it was finally their turn, someone took them to a newly built concrete building on the edge of the village.

This concrete building is spacious and bright, more than enough to accommodate more than 20 people without feeling crowded at all.

All this brought great surprise to this group of displaced people. They had never thought that one day they would live in such a quiet house.

"You can stay here for a few days first. Once the houses are allocated, you can move out one by one." The person in charge of arranging accommodation said to them.

"Don't worry, we build houses very quickly here. Such a large concrete building can be constructed by a few people in a day or two," added another person.

"Once you come to our village, we are all one family!" A amiable aunt came over and introduced the situation in the village to the refugees.

It turns out that this aunt also moved to the village recently.

She went on to say: "Don't worry, the village will provide you with food and daily necessities. And as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely live a good life in the future."

The refugees said gratefully, "Thank you!"

The auntie smiled and waved her hands: "Don't thank me, don't thank me, thank the boss if you want to thank someone. He is such a good man, not only did he take you in, but he also provided you with such good living conditions."

"Yes, thank you Boss Jing Yao!" the refugees said in unison.

In the midst of such busy days, the beginning of winter arrived.

This winter is colder than any previous winter. After the beginning of winter, we have to wear cotton jackets before going out.

The biting cold wind scraped across people's cheeks like a knife, making people feel the biting cold. Even if the villagers wore thick cotton clothes, they could not resist the invasion of the cold wind. The slightly delicate skin was blown rough and dry, and even cracked.

Wen Qun's skin is delicate and more vulnerable to harm. His face is covered with tiny cracks and red bloodshot, making him look very pitiful.

Jing Yao looked at Wen Qun distressedly, and he decided to find a way to make him feel better. So, he mixed the supernatural spirit fluid into the moisturizer and carefully applied it on Wen Qun's face.

He carefully massaged with his fingers to ensure that every inch of skin was moisturized. After two days of continuous care, Wen Qun's face finally regained its former smoothness and delicateness.

Since then, Wen Qun has become more reluctant to go out. Whenever he needs to go out, he will wrap himself tightly with a scarf and a hat, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. However, today is different from usual.

Before the sky was fully light, Wen Qun couldn't wait to get up, and like a cute silkworm, he held Jing Yao tightly and headed for the village entrance together.

Along the way, they met many equally excited villagers, all chatting happily, as if something important was about to happen.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they were shocked by the scene before them - a long queue was already winding there, and a dozen guards were busy distributing fresh sea fish.

These sea fish were caught by Wen Zhong, who was specially commissioned by Jing Yao to lead a fleet, and were given to the villagers as a special benefit.

Whether adults or children, whether indigenous people or refugees, as long as they are from the village, they are eligible to receive this warm gift.

Everyone's face was filled with joy and gratitude. They knew that this was not just food, but also care and respect for them.

Everyone walked home happily with their fish. Everyone's face was filled with happy smiles, as if what they held in their hands were not only delicious fish, but also hope and satisfaction for life.

At noon, the whole village was filled with an alluring aroma, the unique fragrance of fish. The fresh aroma of fish wafted from almost every kitchen, making people salivate.

There was a noise coming from the distance. It turned out that the villagers were celebrating this special day. They were laughing and enjoying this rare feast of food.

The children in the village were very excited when they saw the fish. They spent the whole morning chattering about how to cook the delicious fish. Their laughter and cheers were even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

Wen Qun has always liked small fish very much, and Jing Yao specifically asked Wen Zhong to catch a lot of small fish for him. When Wen Qun saw these small fish, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Wen Qun made half of the small fish into salted dried fish, which can be kept at home and slowly enjoyed; the other half is coated with flour and fried. The fried small fish is crispy and delicious, one bite at a time, which makes people linger. Before it was served on the table, it was swept away by everyone.

The dessert after the meal was lychees, which Jing Yao had grown using his special powers. These lychees were plump and juicy, so he peeled them and slowly enjoyed them.

Wen Qun leaned in Jing Yao's arms, holding a piece of fruit in his mouth and chewing it gently.

It was already late after dinner, and the two of them were lying on the bed chatting. As they talked, Wen Qun felt a little sleepy, and his eyelids gradually became heavy. Jing Yao looked at him tenderly, gently stroking his hair, so that he could sleep peacefully.