After walking out of Danmoxuan, Qi Chuchu was in a good mood, and he and Qianyu walked around the market again before preparing to return home.
But when they were passing by an alley, they were suddenly robbed of the food they bought by several escapees who rushed out.
"Where did they come from? They almost knocked down the young master!" Qianyu said angrily while supporting Qi Chuchu.
"I'm fine, Qianyu. They just stole food."
Qi Chuchu felt a little strange. These people should not be beggars. Even if there were beggars in the city, most of them were at the gate of the city.
Is that a refugee? She stepped forward again to take a closer look, but suddenly another group of officials came over. They stepped forward and punched and kicked those people, trying to drive them out of the city.
There was a moment of confusion between the officials and the refugees, and Qi Chuchu and Qian Yu were almost accidentally injured. Mu Chenduan and Zhan Yiming appeared in time to pull Qi Chuchu and his servant to a safe place.
"Why are you here? Were you hurt just now?"
After meeting again after several days, it was still the same scene. Qi Chuchu felt shameless and hurriedly agreed that it would be okay.
Mu Chenduan took a look at her dress and guessed that she was going out for business, so he asked Zhan Yiming to arrange for someone to send her and Qianyu back first.
"Wait a minute, what's going on with these officers and soldiers? Are there refugees in the city?" Qi Chuchu asked.
Mu Chenduan sighed softly and nodded, "There is a severe drought in North China and the fields are not harvested. Although the government provides relief and grain distribution, the original corvee and miscellaneous taxes have not been slowed down. That's why so many refugees have fled famine."
"The refugees have all arrived in the Imperial City. How serious is it? This..., but why are they driving them away again?"
"Jia'er, the streets are in chaos now. I'll talk to you in detail about the rest when I get back. You go back to your house first."
Well, Qi Chuchu didn't say anything more and took Qianyu back to her home. But on the way, she felt that the so-called imperial city, the so-called princes, ministers, and royal family members were really ridiculous.
What they did was actually drive away the refugees entering the city?
No one in the imperial city even cared about the drought, and the name Qingfeng Master became popular in the Eastern Capital under Qi Chuchu's arrangement.
Now that I think about it, it's really a bit ironic.
After returning to the mansion, Qi Chuchu had just changed her clothes and ran to Mu Chenduan's study. The servant Ajun was always with her to serve her.
"Ajun, is there a topographic map in the study? Show it to me."
"Yes, I will go look for you now."
After answering, Ajun went to look through it, found a topographic map and gave it to Qi Chuchu. When Mu Chen brought it back, he did not dare to hide it and immediately told the prince.
Topographic map? What is Jia'er doing looking at the terrain map?
"Your Majesty, do we need to do anything to help the refugees outside the city?"
"Zhan Yiming, take the bronze order and go to Tiangang Tower to mobilize some people to build a porridge shed outside the city. Go now."
After the arrangements were made, Zhan Yiming left the palace, while Mu Chenduan went to Luanqi Pavilion.
When he entered, the first person who noticed him was Qian Yu, but he made a gesture of silence, so Qian Yu and others naturally did not dare to warn Qi Chuchu.
"What does the princess mean by looking at the topographical map?"
"Of course I'm trying to find a way to rescue the refugees... You, when did you come?" Qi Chuchu realized that the voice was wrong, raised her head and asked.
Mu Chen sat aside and said that he had just arrived. Apart from that, he frowned deeply and did not say another word.
Seeing him like this, Qi Chuchu knew that he was worried about the people's affairs, and she had some clues. She asked, "Do you want to know how to deal with this drought and the refugees fleeing famine?"
"Of course I think..., Jia'er, do you have any idea?" Mu Chenduan looked at the beauty in front of him in disbelief.
Qi Chuchu nodded and pointed to the terrain map to Mu Chenduan, "The terrain of Dongye is higher in the southeast and lower in the northwest, but there are more hills in the south, many rivers in the south with large flows, and few rivers in the north. Once the weather is dry, there will be no reserves available. Water sources and reservoirs.”
"The fundamental solution to the drought is to dig rivers from the southeast and divert water to the north to build water conservancy projects. As for the workers of the projects, we recruit those refugees and use work as relief."
"In this way, disaster relief and water conservancy construction can be combined into one, and a lot of expenses can be saved." Mu Chen said, thinking in his mind.
The money and food provided to the victims have been exploited at all levels, but in reality they are a drop in the bucket.
It’s just that if we provide relief through work, I’m afraid that during construction...
Mu Chen was just thinking about this when he heard Qi Chuchu say, "But there is one more thing. The craftsmen must personally monitor the supervision and project acceptance, and set up supervision at all levels to prevent officials from mistreating workers and enriching their own pockets."
After saying these words, Mu Chenduan looked at Qi Chuchu with much more admiration and admiration. He didn't know that Jia'er had such talent.
"Mu Chenduan, are you listening to me?" Qi Chuchu looked at him in confusion and found Mu Chenduan looking at him blankly.
She waved her hand in front of Mu Chenduan's eyes, but he immediately grabbed her wrist.
"Jia'er, would you please write down what you just thought?"
Qi Chuchu blinked. Now that he has finished explaining this method to him, he still needs to write another one?
"Qianyu, bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
"Yes, Princess."
