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Chapter 103: The Tragedy of the Disaster

Chapter 103: The tragedy of the disaster

After three days of travel, Long Sheng and the others arrived near Seoul, where the disaster was most serious.

"Master, you can just take command in Bo City. Why do you come here? This is the place with the most serious disaster and the most chaotic place in the west. There must be a lot of villains here! What if they want to harm the master?

What should I do?" Zhao Cheng said:

"Isn't General Zhao here? Doesn't General Zhao have the confidence to protect me?" Long Sheng said with a smile:

"Of course I'm confident in my job. It's just that I don't want the Sixth Prince to be in danger!" Zhao Cheng said:

"Didn't I say it before? Don't call me Sixth Prince, call me Young Master. Your current identity is my butler. If you spill the beans in front of others, I won't make light of you. You have to remember

Yes." Long Sheng said:

"I understand, young master." Zhao Cheng said:

"I am also concerned about the disaster situation in the west. I want to know if the city lords are doing a good job in providing disaster relief according to my requirements! I want to see it before it's too late! I also want to see where the drought is in the worst-stricken areas.

How far has it come? Let’s go!” Long Sheng said:

Then they drove their horses forward.

Long Sheng saw that the fertile fields that used to be fertile were now so dry that no grass could grow, and even the ground was cracked. Moreover, the nearby trees were all dead. It was really terrible! I didn’t see anything along the way.

A living creature, let alone a human being. It seems that this place has really become a dead place!

"Zhao Cheng, does it always look like this every time there is a drought?" Long Sheng said:

"Yes, it will look like this every time there is a drought, but after a heavy rain, the scene here will change." Zhao Cheng said:

"This place has become like this. Those people really can't survive. It seems that only after seeing the disaster with your own eyes can you know how serious the disaster is! I really don't know how serious this disaster is before the relief food is available.

How do people live?" Long Sheng said:

"I once heard that due to frequent droughts in the west, the people here will always keep some food in reserve. This food is for life-saving purposes and will not be used unless it is a last resort. When the food is gone, the people will start to

To eat wild vegetables, when there is really no other way, people can only eat bark. In order to survive, those people eat whatever they see!" Zhao Cheng said:

"So that's it! It seems that the people living here are not in ordinary hardship! They are often threatened by drought! Let's continue moving forward! Look, there is really no one here.

"?" Long Sheng sighed:

Long Sheng and the others wandered around the most severely affected areas for a few days, but found that there was no one there, so they had to go to other places for a walk.

After that, Long Sheng and the others walked for a few more days before they met anyone, but these were ordinary people who had been affected by the disaster. Each of these ordinary people had a sallow complexion and thin skin, and they gave me a weak look. Some of them even fainted from hunger.

, Long Sheng asked someone to give them some dry food, which revived their vitality.

"Old man, haven't all cities been distributing disaster relief food now? Why are you still hungry like this!" Long Sheng gave an old man a steamed bun and said:

"Every city has set up porridge sheds, but there is no difference between those porridge sheds!" The old man said while chewing the steamed buns:

"I don't know what this old man said!" Long Sheng asked:

"Those porridge shacks only keep us hungry, but they can't keep us full! I also have a five-year-old grandson to raise! I can't let my grandson starve! So I put mine

Half of the share was given to my grandson, and I ended up like this. But luckily I met the young master to rescue me! Otherwise, I would have to meet the King of Hell in my old life. If I die, it will be nothing! It’s just my grandson.

I don’t know what to do!” the old man said:

"So that's it! Then I wonder how much food the old man can get every day!" Long Sheng asked:

"There are only two bowls of gruel every day." The old man said:

"How thin is the porridge?" Long Sheng asked:

"There are no more than ten grains of rice in it." The old man lamented:

"How can you give so little? How can you eat with so little! Has it always been like this?" Long Sheng said:

"Yes! It's always been like this! There's not enough for us to eat, but there's nothing we can do if we only give you so much! If we don't eat, we'll just be hungry, so for this little food, we have to pay for it every day

We have to wait in line for a long time!" the old man said:

"Old man, can you show us the porridge shed?" Long Sheng said with a smile:

"Of course! And it's time to give out porridge soon. I have to take my grandson to get the porridge, so I'll take the young master to see it by the way! But please wait a moment, young master. I'll take the porridge first.

Bring my grandson here." The old man put away most of the remaining steamed buns and said:

After a while, the old man came over with a child.

Then the old man took Long Sheng to the porridge shed. Long Sheng saw that there were already many people standing in front of the porridge shed, but Long Sheng still asked a guard to queue up to receive the porridge.

After waiting for half an hour, the guard brought the porridge over, and Long Sheng took the bowl of rice porridge.

Long Sheng took a sip, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"Is this porridge? Is this just rice grains and water? Zhao Cheng, come and take a sip." Then he said angrily:

Then Zhao Chengcheng took it, took a sip, and said, "This porridge is mixed with water! And the water is really too much!"

"What is the food standard for each disaster victim?" Long Sheng said:

"The daily standard for each disaster victim is half a tael of food." Zhao Cheng said:

"But did the victims here get half a tael of grain? It was obviously less than twenty grains of rice? Then where did the grain I sent out every day go? Didn't it just fly away easily? Or was it secretly embezzled by someone with ulterior motives?

” Long Sheng said angrily:

"Master, please calm down. This matter is still unclear. Let's wait until we find out more about it before we talk about it!" Zhao Cheng said:

"Isn't it obvious? Those city lords secretly embezzled my food. They are so brave! They even dared to embezzle my food. It seems that they are tired of living. I want to see what happens.

How many city lords dare to do this?" Long Sheng said angrily: "Immediately fly a pigeon to pass the message, and ask the centurions in each city to check for me in secret to see which city lords have not carried out disaster relief as required.

.I want to see all those city lords who have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard."


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