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Chapter 598: Where are the disaster relief funds?
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The two of them came downstairs with smiles on their faces. The old woman had prepared some simple meals and was waiting for them downstairs.
There are two bowls of hot ginger soup on the table.
"Come, come, drink the ginger soup first."
The two of them drank the ginger soup on the table obediently and felt much warmer.
"Hey, it's raining so much that there's nothing to eat in the whole county. You two seem to be children of a wealthy family, so you can only make do with what you eat now."
The old woman continued to chatter, looking at the rain outside the house that had no intention of stopping, looking a little sad.
The food on the table is indeed no less than a hundred times worse than the delicacies they usually eat, but it is good to have something to eat here.
The two picked up the rice and after eating a few mouthfuls, they saw Qianye Yunxuan put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, looked at the old man and his wife, and said:
"Old lady, my wife and I are on a business trip out of town. When we passed by here, we saw many people fleeing to other places. Didn't the local officials give you disaster relief money?"
After hearing Qianye Yunxuan's question, Mu Yifei also stopped the chopsticks in her hands.
It just so happens that I can take advantage of the chat to find out something from the people's mouths.
Hearing Qianye Yunxuan ask this question, the old lady's eyes showed some anger, "I wonder why you two are willing to come to this damn place. It turns out you are just passing by."
She sighed, looking a little angry, and said: "I won't mention the disaster relief money. The emperor is far away, who can take care of this? Maybe the emperor doesn't know that there is a flood in Hongwu County, how can he still distribute it?
What kind of disaster relief money is coming?"
"Look, if there was some disaster relief money, the people wouldn't have fled to other places one by one."
At the end of her speech, the angry look in the old lady's eyes became slightly thicker.
Upon hearing this, Qianye Yunxuan frowned slightly, and a fleeting cold light slipped from his eyes.
The next second, Mu Yifei looked up at the old woman and said, "Old woman, hasn't the government sent any disaster relief money to you?"
"Rely on the government?"
Seeing Mu Yifei mentioning the government, the anger on the old lady's face became even more intense, "The county magistrate said that the government didn't allocate disaster relief funds, and there was nothing he could do. The people who came to ask for help were all imprisoned.
Now, the people are angry but dare not speak out. Some of them really can’t stay any longer and have no choice but to go to other places to beg. Alas~~~”
Qianye Yunxuan's face became even colder, his thin lips were slightly pursed and he sat on the stool without saying a word, his brows knitted together.
Seeing this, Mu Yifei naturally understood what he was thinking. It was obvious that this dog official of Hongwu County had embezzled the court's disaster relief funds.
However, a small county magistrate who dares to embezzle an entire hundred thousand taels of gold disaster relief funds may not have the guts. There must be someone with greater strength behind him to support him.
After seeing her silent for a while, he continued: "Old lady, I have a relative who is an official in the capital. I heard from him that the Ministry of Industry distributed a disaster relief fund of 100,000 taels of gold to Hongwu County a month ago.
Haven’t you heard of it yet??”
Seeing Mu Yifei ask this, Qianye Yunxuan also turned his attention to the old lady, but saw a little surprise in the old lady's eyes. She almost couldn't believe what Mu Yifei said, "Is this really happening??!"