The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

"Cough cough cough cough..." A violent cough suddenly came, interrupting Jiang Xing who was deep in thought. He raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were attracted by the scene in front of him.

A mother and son stumbled in. The little boy was pale and thin, and he was struggling to support his mother against the wall. The woman was breathing weakly and kept coughing, as if she would take her last breath at any time.

"Mom, mom, wake up, wake up mom~" the little boy called out anxiously, but his mother did not respond and suddenly fainted. The little boy was extremely worried and shook his mother's body desperately, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Hu Zi, send your mother to the clinic quickly, it will be too late!" Seeing this, the old man on the side hurriedly reminded.

"Grandpa Gu, but we are penniless!" the little boy said in a crying voice, his eyes full of despair and helplessness.

At this moment, a figure came over. It turned out to be Xie Ci. He took out a silver note of 100 taels from his purse and handed it to the little boy without hesitation.

"Take it. Take your mother to see a doctor first." Xie Ci said gently.

The little boy was stunned, staring at the huge banknote with wide eyes. He had never seen so much money before. For a moment, he was a little overwhelmed, and his heart was filled with fear and doubt.

"Take this to the clinic, and use the rest of the silver to buy some food!" Jiang Xing took out a silver ingot from his arms and gently placed it in Hu Zi's slightly rough hand, then turned to Xie Ci and said, "Keep the silver note."

"Thank you, sir. Huzi, kowtow to you." Village Chief Gu was full of gratitude and was about to bow to Jiang Xing. Seeing this, Jiang Xing quickly stepped aside and quickly stepped forward to support Grandpa Gu.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir!" Hu Zi was very honest and simple. He knelt on the ground without saying a word and kowtowed firmly.

"Go quickly! Your mother is seriously ill, we can't delay any longer." Jiang Xing urged anxiously.

"Dachengzi, come here! Find a few people to carry Hu Zi's mother to the clinic." Village Chief Gu turned his head and shouted to the group of people sitting on the ground in the distance.

"Okay, village chief!" Dachengzi responded, stood up, and took a few younger and stronger villagers with him, carefully lifted up Hu Zi's mother, and walked towards the clinic.

"Village chief? Which village are you from? Why are you here?" Jiang Xing was full of doubts and asked a series of questions at once, making Village Chief Gu dizzy.

"We are villagers from Gujia Village in Lin County. Several heavy rains this spring triggered flash floods and the entire village was affected. The villagers had no choice but to beg for a living. Alas~" said Village Chief Gu dejectedly.

"Hasn't the imperial court already allocated disaster relief funds?" Xie Ci couldn't help but ask.

"Humph! The court did allocate funds for disaster relief, but they were given to officials. The common people didn't get a single penny." Village Chief Gu was extremely angry!

"How could this be possible? These corrupt officials are so bold! They are simply lawless!" Xie Ci suddenly shouted excitedly, and his shout attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"Shut your mouth!" Jiang Xing turned around and glared at Xie Ci after hearing his words, and scolded him harshly. Then, he turned his gaze to Village Chief Gu, and happened to see a look of doubt and suspicion on Village Chief Gu's face.

"Who are you? Why are you asking about disaster relief?" Village Chief Gu looked around with a worried look on his face, thinking to himself: "Why did these people suddenly come here to ask about disaster relief? Are they related to those people sent by the higher-ups? No, I have to be careful..."

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then slowly said, "My two nobles, I am just a small village chief, and I don't know much about disaster relief. If you want to know more, I'm afraid you have to ask the officials in charge of the prefecture!"

Seeing this, Xie Ci stepped forward and said earnestly: "Village Chief Gu, don't worry, we are not bad people. The reason why we inquired about disaster relief is that we want to do our part to help the people affected by the disaster to overcome the difficulties. If you know any clues or information, please tell us, maybe we can really help you!"

After hearing the words of thanks, Village Chief Gu's eyes flashed with hesitation, but then he shook his head and said, "Alas... young man, I appreciate your kindness."

"Thank you, old man. Take this silver and go settle the people in the village. It's time for us to go back." Jiang Xing took out a few silver bills from his purse and handed them to Village Chief Gu.

“Here, this, this.” Village Chief Gu looked at the banknote in his hand and wanted to refuse, but then he thought of the villagers behind him, and he held the banknote tightly again.

Jiang Xing and Xie Ci knew they couldn't get any more information out of the conversation, so they simply went back to the inn.