"There is a strong fluctuation in Nanxiang City. It is at least a battle of level 3 or above..."
Yan Shuangwu, who personally escorted the relief supplies, was horrified when he noticed the strange movement in Nanxiang Mansion.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
Yan Shuangwu was worried about Lin Yi's safety. He gritted his teeth and soared into the air. His energy surged all over his body. He lowered his head and looked at Qianhu Xu Jing: "Xu Qianhu, speed up the journey. I'm going to go first!"
"At this moment, I am hundreds of miles away!"
call out!
Yan Shuangwu's figure disappeared into the void.
…
at the same time.
Over the city of Nanxiang Prefecture, the Demon Dao of the Human Dao Sect and the ice crystals disappeared into ashes, and the wind and snow in the entire Nanxiang Prefecture suddenly stopped.
Accompanied by the operation and blessing of the Tianshu Formation.
The awe-inspiring righteousness released by the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram dispels the chill between heaven and earth.
Dean He Weijun was excited. He looked at Magistrate Song Zhili and said, "Hurry up and tell the people in the city that the disaster is over."
"Yep!"
Song Zhili quickly issued an order to communicate with the Longwei Qianhu of the Wei Suo.
soon.
Wei Zhongjun, the descendants of the veteran general and numerous dragon guards rode on war horses and sounded the gong to announce the situation throughout the city.
Without the demons of humanity, with the blessing of the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram, the temperature between heaven and earth gradually rises.
The snow is also slowly melting.
"The wind and snow have stopped, and the weather is getting warmer!"
"Mom and dad, come out quickly. It's not cold anymore. There's no knife-like wind outside..."
"Look at the sky. It is this sky map that dispels the cold and brings warmth."
The citizens walked out of their rooms and into the streets.
People looked at each other, smiled, cried, and hugged their loved ones closely.
After the disaster, people know how to cherish it more.
But soon people realized a serious problem, that is... the snow disaster depleted the family's food reserves.
Now we have reached the point where we have one meal but no next meal.
Most of those who fell in the snowstorm died of starvation, and only a few died of the extremely cold weather.
"grown ups!"
An old man with his children stopped Long Wei, who was riding a horse, and asked: "We really don't have any food at home. Can you tell the prefect... We don't want much, as long as the baby can have a mouthful of porridge..."
The dragon guard who was stopped was none other than Wei Zhongjun. He knew the situation of the people in the city. Most of them had long since lost their remaining food.
It all depends on Long Wei and chivalrous scholars distributing relief materials from the imperial court.
"Old man, if you keep persisting, the adults are all thinking of a solution, and now we are just like you!"
Wei Zhongjun looked at the old man seriously and promised: "We will never drink another sip of water before you have a sip of porridge."
"The imperial court has sent your Excellency here, and the sky map above our heads is your handiwork!"
"Everyone will have something to eat soon. Now that the snow has melted and the temperature has not yet risen, the elderly should take their children home and wait for the news!"
The smile and confidence on Wei Zhongjun's face gave the old man courage. He clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you, sir, thank the court!"
Wei Zhongjun rode away.
…
at the same time.
Tianshu Courtyard.
'I can't bear it anymore, I've reached my limit...'
Lin also maintains the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram. Even with the blessing of the Tianshu Formation and the talents of heaven and earth, it is difficult to continue.
In the final analysis, he needs to be led by Haoran's righteousness, which consumes mental energy all the time.
If your talent is good, just write poems to supplement it.
But there is nothing the mental power can do.
The Tianshu Formation Eye seemed to have noticed this, and gradually stopped operating, and a repulsive force pushed him out of the Formation Eye.
call out!
The Tai Chi Bagua diagram above Nanxiang Fucheng disappeared.
The light is restrained.
Everything returned to calm, as if nothing just happened.
"Lin Yi!"
"Scholar Lin!"
The dean, He Weijun, and the prefect, Song Zhili, hurried forward and supported him from left to right, with expressions of concern and concern on their faces.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" He Weijun asked with concern.
Lin Yi shook his head and chuckled: "Fortunately, I'm just a little tired and can't hold on any longer."
"enough!"
Magistrate Song covered his face and wiped away two tears, and said: "The chill now is within the tolerable range, it's not a big problem..."
His head was finally completely saved.
"The cold is not a big deal. Just get rid of the people behind the scenes. The key is post-disaster relief and reconstruction. This is the big deal!"
Lin also doesn't think the disaster is over.
Bigger challenges lie ahead.
Snapped!
"That's right!"
He Weijun slapped his thigh suddenly, nodded repeatedly, and said solemnly: "Nanxiang Mansion is so big, it is not just a city... How to let them survive this winter is the biggest problem."
"These Tianlong Guards, policemen, and folk knights have put in supplies and found out that more than 70% of the people have no food left and rely on snow for food."
"The death toll has reached hundreds, so our biggest problem is not the snow disaster, but the livelihood of the people!"
The first thought that Magistrate Song Zhili had at this time was that... his head had not been completely saved.
He was inexplicably panicked.
Subconsciously he looked at the savior Lin Yi.
He Weijun also looked at Lin Yi and said, "Lin Yi, do you know when His Royal Highness and the supplies for reinforcements will arrive?"
Lin Yidao: "Soon!"
Song Zhili asked: "How many supplies have been sent to provide disaster relief?"
Lin Yi thought for a moment and said seriously: "Some of the supplies from the imperial household department were intercepted by some officials along the way. It is expected that more than 500 carts of supplies will arrive, with more than 20 million taels of silver."
"As for civilian supplies... we don't know yet!"
Lin also wonders how the distribution of Dayan Weekly is going? Has it spread among the people? Is the court’s call of any use?
These are all unknowns, because these people are not like him, born under the red flag and growing up in the spring breeze.
It will take time to verify whether they will rush to aid the disaster-stricken areas in the two southern provinces.
Lin Yi is not sure now.
Song Zhili spread his fingers and started counting. The more he counted, the paler his face became... His head might fall off.
"More than five hundred cars?"
He Weijun shook his head and said: "It's far from enough. It's not enough for the people of a city, let alone the people of other states and counties."
"In addition, the situation in Nansu Mansion is even worse than ours."
He Weijun seemed to understand something. He looked at Lin Yi in surprise and said, "Is it possible that the imperial court is in vain?"
"Also, what's going on with civilian supplies?"
It was difficult for him to understand what Lin Yi said about civilian supplies, not to mention that the people of Dayan were not living well.
Even if they wanted to distribute a bed of cotton wool to the disaster area, it would be impossible to send it here.
Not to mention that the post station itself does not have much transportation capacity, it is difficult to collect these materials from various prefectures in Dayan.
The most important thing is, how to let the people of Dayan know about the disaster in the south?
If more than half of the people in Dayan knew about the disaster in the two southern provinces and were willing to help...
So.
Maybe the people of Nanxiang Mansion and Nansu Mansion can be saved.
The fifty-sixth mansion of Dayan.
The equivalent of the people of the fifty-four prefectures supporting the two southern prefectures, how terrible will the supplies of assistance be?
But...is this realistic?
What should the court do to achieve this? At least in his knowledge, there is nothing he can do!
