Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

Chen Qingzhu was right.

Emperor Yong'an was furious and directly sent the imperial edict regarding the God of Du'e to the prefectures in Zhili and northern and central Shanxi provinces via express delivery of 400 miles.

Within two days, all prefectures had received the imperial edict.

In those places where disaster relief had already been completed, the prefects and generals were secretly worried.

The imperial court has designated the God of Du'e as a demon and a rebel, and His Majesty has also offered a reward for the capture or elimination of the God of Du'e. Then, will those who help with disaster relief be treated as traitors?

They quickly wrote to Emperor Yong'an to express their loyalty, saying that they had no idea what had happened in the capital before and that they had only cooperated in disaster relief under duress.

There was also someone like General Pang, who even said in his memorial that as long as His Majesty gave the order, he would immediately begin to recover the military rations and supplies that had already been issued.

Of course, he was just saying that, he actually didn't dare to do it.

On the one hand, he was afraid of causing a mutiny, and on the other hand, he was also afraid that the God of Du'e would find out and come back to settle the score with him.

He felt that Emperor Yong'an also knew the seriousness of the situation and would not issue such an order, so he might as well make his words sound better.

However, the governors of those areas that had not yet provided disaster relief were horrified when they heard the news.

Some are cautious, anxious and torn.

After all, being able to openly rebel against the imperial court by himself and then dare to provide disaster relief in a place heavily guarded by the imperial court is definitely not an ordinary person's ability.

If I don't do what the God has told me to do, I'm afraid I'll lose my life.

Even if I did what the God asked me to do, I would still be afraid of losing my life.

In the end, these people unanimously chose to push forward adjutants like Tongzhi to face the wrath of the God Du'e.

Under Chen Qingzhu's coercion, these places completed the disaster relief as smoothly as before.

However, there are still some prefectures whose governors, after hearing about the reward for hereditary first-class marquisship, felt that they were about to become extremely rich.

Starve the timid to death.

As long as this one gamble works out, it will bring prosperity and wealth to generations. It is worth taking some risks.

The prefect of Shunde was one of them.

As soon as he received the imperial edict, he immediately planned to kill the God Du'e.

After discussing with his master, he did not hesitate to destroy his main house, urgently dug a cellar in it, set up traps and cages, and prepared a large amount of tung oil.

His plan was to use himself as bait and wait in the house where the trap was set.

Once the evil demon Du'e came, he led her to the place where the trap was dug.

In this way, as long as she steps on the ground, she will fall into a deep pit.

There were many animal traps, fishing nets connected with mechanisms, and tung oil prepared in the deep pit.

Even if she wasn't caught in the trap, she would be temporarily trapped in the fishing net and soaked in tung oil.

At that time, he only needed to ask the servants in the room to throw away the lit candles and lights as soon as possible, and she would be burned to death by the fire.

The plan was very good, but unfortunately the target of his plot was Chen Qingzhu.

She landed in the yard, and before she entered the house, she smelled the strong earthy smell coming from the main house, as well as the unpleasant smell of tung oil.

Not to mention that as a monk her five senses were much more sensitive than those of ordinary people, these smells were already strong enough to be pungent to her.

Even if she was an ordinary person, she would not ignore such an abnormality.

In the rooms of scholars who pursue elegance, even if there is no incense, there will never be the smell of earth and tung oil.

So, there must be something fishy going on.

She was too lazy to test the other party's traps, so she just stood in the yard and sent a message:

"Shunde prefect, come out and listen to orders."

When the Shunde prefect heard this voice, his heart skipped a beat.

He never expected that even though he had carefully prepared the trap, the other party did not play according to the rules and did not even enter the house.

"Forgive me, my Lord. My leg is injured and I cannot move. Please come to your room and talk."

He still didn't give up luring the other party into the house.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingzhu sneered.

She had previously read the imperial edict from Emperor Yong'an, which instructed local officials to stop her from "distributing supplies and winning people's hearts."

But in this kind of weather with heavy snow blocking the roads, any official with eyesight would know that she was delivering life-saving supplies and was providing disaster relief.

Stopping her from providing disaster relief was just for her own future, completely disregarding the lives of the millions of people under her rule.

This kind of person deserves to be put to death.

When robbing the granary under his jurisdiction, there is no need to worry about whether it will implicate good officials.

"Okay, since it's inconvenient for you to move, I'll ask you to come out."

Having said that, Chen Qingzhu directly activated the wood-based spell.

Three vines suddenly grew rapidly, shot into the main house, entangled the Shunde prefect and dragged him out.

The Shunde prefect was instantly dragged off his chair and thrown to the ground, then slowly pulled out.

In fact, it would be easy for Chen Qingzhu to send him out without touching the ground.

But she just wanted to punish him on purpose, to make him experience the trap he had set himself.

Then, after just a moment, the screams of the Shunde prefect were heard from inside the house.

He was dragged above the trap and fell directly down, landing on the animal trap, and his whole body was injured by the trap and bleeding.

The barrels of tung oil hanging above him cooled him down to the bone in the middle of winter.

After making sure that he had tasted the trap he had set, Chen Qingzhu dragged him out and threw him on the snow.

His blood soon dyed the snow red.

The people who were lying in ambush in the house were startled by this sudden change and immediately rushed out with knives.

"Evil demon, let us go!"

Chen Qingzhu simply waved his sleeves, and these people were blown two or three feet away by a gust of wind. They all fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Chen Qingzhu dragged the Shunde prefect for some distance on the snow.

There were two animal traps on his body, and this drag was undoubtedly an intensification of the torture.

"Ahhhh-"

The prefect of Shunde let out another heart-wrenching scream.

"Shut up! If you scream again, I will burn you to death immediately."

Chen Qingzhu shouted impatiently.

The Shunde prefect subconsciously looked up and saw the devil in snow-white clothes snapping his fingers. A flame as big as a fist appeared out of thin air and stopped about a foot away from him.

The look in her eyes when she looked at him was colder than the snow on the ground, and it made him shudder.

Obviously, if she was not satisfied, the flames would fall on him. His body was covered with tung oil, and if he got a spark, he would be burned even if he was lucky enough not to die.

His career ended with a horrible scar on his face.

What's more, with this devil's ability, it would only take a thought to take his life.

"God, please spare me! God, please spare me! I know I was wrong! I will send someone to inform the victims right away!"

Seeing that he was so sensible, Chen Qingzhu didn't waste any more time torturing him. Her expression was still cold and she said sternly:

"If you dare to play tricks again, I will kill you!"

"Yes, yes! I absolutely dare not!"

The Shunde prefect was really scared now and dared not have any ill thoughts anymore.

Only then did he understand why this evil demon Du'e was worthy of a hereditary first-class marquis.

Because she is so terrible.

He would rather face His Majesty's wrath than anger her again.

After all, there were definitely more than one prefect who cooperated with her in distributing relief supplies. The law cannot hold everyone responsible, and His Majesty would not kill them all.

But if you anger the evil demon Du'e, you will definitely die immediately, with no room for maneuver.

After being beaten up by Chen Qingzhu, the prefect of Shunde became extremely honest.

At the same time on the next day, Chen Qingzhu arrived in the city and saw that all the 70,000 to 80,000 disaster victims in the city had gathered together.

"Everyone, I am the Venerable Du'e, and I am here to distribute disaster relief food to everyone."

The people cheered.

Half of them are already starving, and even if they are extremely frugal, the food stored in their homes can only last for three to five days at most.

Those in worse situations have all run out of food.

Yesterday the government notified them to come and collect grain, and they couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen.

Now that it has been confirmed again, I can finally put my mind at ease and start rejoicing about this good news.

However, they then heard the white-robed venerable on the stage say:

"However, the food I brought from the capital is limited, so I have to go to the towns where the granaries are out of stock. You will have to go and get your food in person."

The victims were not disappointed, but immediately asked:

"May I ask, Your Excellency, where can we go to get it?"

"Of course it's the Shunde granary." Chen Qingzhu said loudly.

She had already checked last night. Although the amount of grain reserves in the Shunde granary was far less than the number in the account books, it was more than enough for the victims to survive this difficult winter.

The Shunde prefect standing by became anxious.

Isn’t it said that this evil demon Du’e robbed granaries from the capital and has supernatural powers so he can distribute the grain directly to the victims?

Why is it that when it comes to him, he has to let Shunde Prefecture pay for its own food?

It would be fine if he cooperated with the evil demon Du'e to provide disaster relief, but if he asked her to use the grain from the Shunde granary to offer sacrifices to Buddha, Your Majesty would definitely chop him off.

At that moment, he didn't care about anything else and quickly stopped it:

"Your Majesty, you cannot do that! Without your Majesty's order, you must not open the granary to release the grain!"

He didn't dare to say that it was his own idea and could only put the blame on His Majesty.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingzhu raised his lips slightly and said:

"The people in the city are about to run out of food. If you don't distribute food, many people will starve to death. You have millions of kilograms of food in your Shunde granary. If you don't use it now, when will you use it?"

"Is there anything more important than the lives of the people?"

These words were clearly heard by every disaster victim and instantly won the favor of countless people.

This Venerable Du'e is obviously different from those corrupt officials in the court who only oppress the people. She stands on the side of the poor people!

Moreover, the prefect seemed to be afraid of her, which was great! Finally, someone came who could make the decision for them!

(I will make up 1500 words later. This chapter will be a combination of two chapters.)

(The following is a supplementary chapter, 2,000 words.)

"Well said, God!"

There were loud shouts of excitement from the people.

"I have checked the actual grain storage in Shunde granary last night. There are about 100,000 dan. Leave 20% as a reserve. Everyone in the city can receive 20 jin of rice today."

Hearing this number, the people cheered again.

Because each person weighs 20 kilograms, a family weighs over 100 kilograms, which means they can definitely survive this winter.

Now that the food is in their own hands, they don't have to worry about the government continuing to withhold it after the deity leaves.

The God has really thought so much about them.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Chen Qingzhu with eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

Chen Qingzhu was very satisfied with this. In addition to the merits of this disaster relief, he could also gain some extra popularity among the people.

"Come and bring two thousand strong men to the warehouse to move the grain. Each person will receive an extra three kilograms of rice."

With this reward, many men who were still strong enough rushed to sign up to move food.

The Shunde prefect watched helplessly as she announced the actual reserves in the granary and decided on the amount of grain to be distributed to the people, feeling a sense of helplessness and sorrow.