The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

At first, the victims rushed forward, but after being severely punished by the guards on the side, they obediently lined up in a long queue.

Those who had just received the clothes felt a little bit unbelievable as they touched the thick cotton coats in their hands.

"This, such nice clothes are really for us?"

The clerk distributing the clothes laughed when he heard this: "Uncle, you have all these in your hands. If not for you, who else should they be for? Hurry up and get out of the way. The people behind are waiting."

The people who had been watching from behind saw that they were really being given winter clothes, and that they looked better than what they usually wore, and they couldn't wait any longer. They pushed the old man out and hurried to the front to receive the clothes.

The old man cried like a child holding his clothes. The Great Chu did not give up on them, and Your Majesty did not forget them!

The old man quickly put on his clothes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed towards the direction of the palace, saying:

"Your Majesty's grace is as great as heaven's."

Seeing this, the others also knelt down and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty's grace is as great as heaven's."

"Your Majesty's grace is as great as heaven's."

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"Your Majesty's grace is as great as heaven's."

Duan Jing'an saw this at the city gate, touched his chest, and immediately felt an endless feeling of soreness and bitterness in his heart.

Things were not over yet, there were still many things waiting for him to deal with, so Duan Jing'an turned around and walked back.

In the palace, Emperor Chu received the news and asked the people below with great interest.

"Oh? That's what they really said?"

What could make an emperor happier than the will of the people? After hearing the affirmative responses from the people below, he vividly described the scene at that time.

"Hahahahahaha, great, great, excellent! Come here, everyone who helps with disaster relief will be generously rewarded! Xiao Degui, go make the arrangements."

Seeing that the Emperor of Chu was happy, Xiao Degui also stood up and replied with a smile, "Yes."

The King of Chu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is Duan Dushi?"

The people below were visibly taken aback, but they still replied respectfully, "Duan Dushi returned to the Ministry of Justice after issuing the decree."

The Emperor of Chu nodded, waved his hand and asked people to leave, then sat in a chair and pondered for a long time.

The real mastermind behind the Nanyang flood has not been found yet. How could these people in the Shan Dynasty have such courage?

At present, all the evidence points to the boss. Is it really him? Where did the missing 400,000 taels of silver go?

But if it wasn't him, who else could have done it?

Four hundred thousand silver ounces were quietly taken away. The Emperor of Chu was furious. His good sons had become wild!

Now, officials of all ranks in the court have already taken sides, openly or secretly. What's the matter? Are they worried that this old man won't live long?

There are many royalists around the Emperor of Chu. The Left Prime Minister, the Emperor of Chu rubbed his eyebrows in annoyance. This person is too smooth and no one wants to offend him.

As for the others, the Minister of Revenue, the Minister of Justice and others are not suitable. What the Emperor of Chu urgently needs now is a sword, a sharp sword that can kill the evil.

Duan Jing'an, the Emperor of Chu had originally thought that the Duan family had a strong foundation and had little interaction with the court, which was just right for him.

But he couldn't do that. If he became a royalist, Xiaoliu would no longer be able to associate with the Duan family.

Forget it, let’s talk about it later. The Emperor of Chu just doesn’t believe that there is no one available in such a great dynasty.

The people in his hands will be left to the next successor in the future. These old guys are too slippery, so he can only choose suitable candidates from the younger officials.

This year's top and third place finishers are both pretty good...

Song Shengfu had long ago asked Lu to prepare all the donated items from the mansion and send them to the city gate. There were all kinds of items, big and small, and some were purchased from outside. The materials were all linen stuffed with reed fluff and kapok. They were not of the best quality, but they were in large quantities.

As the weather grew colder, most of the disaster victims outside the capital were relocated to other places. Almost every ten days, soldiers and officers would escort a group of disaster victims to nearby villages for resettlement.

"Name, place of origin, number of people in the family"

Covered in dust, Cheng Fu lined up in front with his wife, children and the elderly, and told them everything.

"Cheng Fu, from Hushi, Anping, Nanyang, has a family of six."

"Do you have household registration documents?"

“Yes, yes.”

Cheng Fu quickly submitted his document. The guard looked it over and handed it back. After writing something on the book, he spoke directly:

"You have the paperwork, so you can find a place to wait and then follow the team back to Nanyang."

Upon hearing this, a strange look flashed across Cheng Fu's face, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Sir, we are not here to escape. My nephew is in the capital, and we are here to find him."

"Want to go to Beijing?"

The official who was counting the people looked at the people in front of him. They were indeed not like the refugees. They were neatly dressed and looked energetic except for the fatigue from the journey.

"Yes, yes, I'm a small businessman. The flood in Nanyang is serious, so my business is closed. My nephew is now in the capital, waiting for the exam, so I thought of coming to the capital to find him and do some business there."

As he spoke, Cheng Fu quietly stuffed a handful of silver into the official who was questioning him, and the official put the silver into his sleeve with a flip of his hand.

"It's a bit troublesome to enter Beijing nowadays. In your situation..."

Cheng Fu saw that the official was somewhat moved, so he stuffed two more ingots of silver into his pocket. Cheng Fu had just asked over there, and now people are only allowed to leave the capital but not enter. If you want to enter the city, you must have a pass.

Ahem, the official coughed, felt the size of the silver in his sleeve, and then smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay, okay. What's your nephew's name and where is he now?"

Cheng Fu thought back to the previous letter

"My nephew's name is Cheng Xi. He is the top scholar in Nanyang this year. He is now a teacher in Duan Bo's mansion."

The official was a little stunned. Duan Bo Mansion? Is it the Duan Bo Mansion of Lord Duan? After exchanging a glance with the person next to him and getting the other person's confirmation, the official spoke:

"Wait a moment, I'll send someone to verify this. Next..."

After saying that, she no longer looked at him.

Cheng Fu's heart was in turmoil, and he just kept waiting.

"Husband, can Brother Xi come and pick us up?"

Wang looked at Cheng Fu with a worried look on her face, holding two children, one big and one small, in her hands.

"Don't worry. Brother Xi wrote to me earlier saying that he is now working as a teacher in the mansion of Lord Duan. He will definitely come when he hears the news."

When Wang heard this, she stopped talking and just curled her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Father, is my cousin really in the capital? The Duan Bo Mansion sounds very impressive. My cousin is really amazing to be able to be a teacher in the Duan Bo Mansion."

The older boy looked excited. The two brothers Cheng Zhang and Cheng Xi had always had a good relationship. There were no sisters in their family, only three brothers, and they all grew up following Cheng Xi.

"Yes, yes, father, when will my cousin come? We haven't seen him for almost a year."

Cheng Fu patted Cheng Zhang's head and said with a smile, "Wait a little longer, it may take a while."

Looking at his parents supporting each other, Cheng Fu placed the two packages in his hands on the ground and helped the two elderly people sit down.

I had just sat down for a while when I saw a government servant hurried over.