Yu Yuanzhao was in a trance, thinking over and over what Yu Wushuang said.
"I'm not a good person." The corners of Yu Wushuang's cold mouth raised slightly.
Not a good person?
Shen Xiao's surprised thoughts gradually returned to normal, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing her words.
Aren’t good people able to provide money and effort to resettle the victims?
The victims are pedantic. Even if the truth is told to them, they will not believe it.
Unless the emperor ordered the killing in front of them, these people would not believe it until they died.
To open their eyes, no one can afford the price.
The Shen family would not follow the emperor's order to rescue these people, because the Shen family could not afford the consequences of offending the royal family.
"It just so happens that I'm not a good person either." His laughter fell and he said a little lazily.
I want to take care of it, but my ability is limited.
"Hey, it's hard to be a good person, so let's be bad together until the end." Yu Yuanzhao sighed.
He knew relatively well what the victims were like.
Some of them had already said behind their backs that they were a group of corrupt officials, and they were placed because they were afraid that the corruption in the north would be exposed.
Now that an assassination has occurred, I am afraid that the victims have already concluded in their hearts that they have done something wrong, so they are in such a hurry to go down the mountain and go to Kyoto City.
It is very difficult for them to understand, and the price they pay may be the destruction of the family.
Although there are hundreds of people in a clan, they are not worth the lives of thousands of refugees.
But - they are neither relatives nor friends, they want to die, why should they pay so much for a group of pedantic people?
Yu Wushuang left the two of them alone, dumbfounded. She always felt that she had led them without a sense of justice.
"Miss Yu, I'm going to the Qilian Mountains." Shen Xiao said.
Yu Wushuang stepped forward: "Let's go together."
"Miss Yu is going too?"
"Go and see what kind of people are leading this group of victims." That was all she could do.
Shen Xiao understood immediately and nodded with a smile.
Bad guy?
It's still not bad enough.
"I'll go too." Yu Yuanzhao said as he was about to get up.
"Third brother, please stop messing around and take two days off to go back to Kyoto City together." Yu Wushuang stopped him.
There are only a day or two left, and there are still many things to deal with in Kyoto City.
Qilian Mountains.
The fire was still burning, and officers and soldiers cut down the trees around the pit to prevent the fire from continuing. Many people were kneeling and crying not far away.
Many big men in the temporary refugee area overturned the soup kitchen area and the tents they set up were in a messy state.
The women and children were packing their bags, looking ugly, crying and cursing something.
The men robbed the food and distributed it to everyone.
When Shen Xiao and Yu Wushuang arrived, the scene was already chaotic. The porridge boy, some medical staff and the refugees were fighting together.
Some of the guards were also surrounded by refugees and did not dare to attack, so they had to dodge.
"What's going on?" Shen Xiao stepped forward on horseback.
"Master, these people are absolutely crazy. They not only robbed food but also injured people. Xiao Wuzi tried to argue with them but was beaten to death by them." The young man from the Shen family had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and wiped away tears.
Shen Xiao looked at the chaos in front of him with a gloomy expression.
Disaster victims?
They are simply bandits!
Yu Wushuang remained calm, human nature is like this, maybe he was a kind person in the past, but he did this because of being deceived by others.
However, even if you are blind, you don’t have to pay for the mistakes you make?
Can the crime of being bewitched be canceled out?
"Stop it, everyone." Shen Xiao scolded.
The refugees turned a deaf ear and even attacked Shen Xiao with sticks. The horse was in pain, screamed and raised its front hooves and rushed into the chaos.