"I see!"
Huhai suddenly understood, but then he thought of another question.
"If he isn't in Xianyang, he won't have a chance to show off.”
"Isn't this a good thing?"
"Second Young Master has already demonstrated it.”
"Breaking through the Mohist City of Traps and capturing Yan Dan is a show of ability.”
"Killing Yan Dan is a display of one's temperament."
"This disaster relief is to show the way of governing the country.”
Zhao Gao's voice sounded faintly, filled with powerlessness.
What the hell?
Huhai's eyes widened.
I haven't shown it yet!
Why did he suddenly reach the third step?
Huhai started to panic.
"Zhao Gao, what should we do now? Should we think of a way to show it to Imperial Father immediately?”
"No need."
Zhao Gao composed himself and sneered.
"There are plenty of opportunities for disaster relief this time.”
"Even if he can cure the calamity, he has to be able to come back.”
"Zhen Gang, inform Startling Salamander to think of a way to sneak into the disaster relief team and act according to the situation.”
Xianyang East Gate.
The disaster relief team bid farewell to the officials and set off.
[Hint: There are bandits of the Wei Dynasty in the sand dunes, bewitching the people. Please eliminate them in time to stabilize the fate of the Great Qin Empire.]
Wei Wu was a traitor?
A soldier of Emperor Wu of Wei?
Weren't these the elite troops of the old Wei?
The members were all armored disciples who practiced martial arts and were invulnerable.
But weren't the soldiers of Wei gone when Wei was defeated?
At this moment, Ying Wu thought of two people.
The successor of Pijia Sect.
Dian Qing, Mei Sanniang.
These two people should be farmers at the moment, but they belonged to different halls.
However, who was the one who led the rebellion this time?
A farmer? Interesting.
It just so happened that he also wanted to see this number one force of the Hundred Schools that claimed to have 100,000 disciples all over the world.
"Pass down my order, speed up the advance."
Under Ying Wu's command, the convoy suddenly sped up.
Sand Hill County.
There hasn't been a drop of rain here since the beginning of the year.
The originally lush trees gradually withered and the ground cracked.
The water level of the river dropped until it dried up.
The drought broke out.
In County Governor Manor, Zhao Shou Zheng was extremely busy and was fuming.
His lips were dry and cracked, and he couldn't even care about drinking a mouthful of water.
In fact, there was no water in the kettle.
He was the Prefectural Governor of Sand Hill, and he was in charge of a region.
Ever since the beginning of the year, the land had become more and more dry, and the crops had reduced in production, or even lost their harvest.
He had reported it many times, but the relief supplies had not arrived.
Until a few days ago, a force suddenly appeared in the sand dune territory and bewitched the people everywhere.
He said: The tyranny of the Great Qin Dynasty, the anger of heaven and the resentment of the people, sent disaster to punish.
The people who were already struggling to survive were instantly ignited with anger and gathered to cause trouble.
For a time, it was a huge commotion.
He personally came forward to appease them.
They even reduced the salaries of the officials, lobbied the nobles, and donated money and food to barely stabilize the situation.
However, that group of rebels who bewitched the people dared to attack the nobles who donated food and destroy their families.
It scared the other dignitaries so much that they didn't dare to donate anymore.
He sent troops to suppress them several times, but suffered heavy casualties instead.
He only knew that the other party called himself the Wei Wu Army.
It was not easy to wait for the news of Xianyang's disaster relief.
However, it was said that the person who came was the Great Qin's Second Young Master, Ying Wu.
Second Young Master?
A prince who was not even twenty years old?
How could this work?
Forget about the drought, as long as the other party did not prey on the people in the sand dunes, he would be thankful.
It was only when he heard that Prime Minister Li Si and High Minister Meng Yi were accompanying him that he was overjoyed.
It seemed that His Majesty still remembered the people of the sand dunes.
He wondered when the relief supplies would arrive.
"Milord, the disaster relief team has already reached ten miles outside the city.”
An official ran in with a head full of sweat and reported happily.
"What? So fast?"
"Hurry up and welcome them."
Outside the city.
A group of horses and carriages were approaching, looking travel-worn.
It was Ying Wu and his group.
However, the strange thing was that the supplies on the carriage had been reduced by more than half, leaving only one-third.
"What should we do?"
"Young Master, you're so generous with your supplies. The city in front of us has solved our urgent need.”
"But what should we do for the rest of the journey?”
Li Si rode to Ying Wu's carriage and started nagging.
Along the way, he had said similar things countless times.
Beside him, Meng Yi also had a bitter smile on his face.
Ying Wu had been too reckless when he passed by the affected cities.
As long as the local officials spoke, they would send him off.
As long as the commoners blocked the road and asked for food, they would be sent.
Even the water that they had brought was almost gone.
If not for Li Si, Meng Yi would have tried his best to stop him.
There wouldn't even be this bit left.
These resources were used to deal with droughts and floods.
In the end, they hadn't even arrived at Sand Hill County.
The supplies were gone.
How could they reason with him?
Young.
Young Master was still young.
Li Si and Meng Yi started to worry.
"Milords, don't worry. There will be a way out when the car comes to the mountain.”
Ying Wu's voice came from the carriage.
He naturally knew what Li Si and Meng Yi were worried about.
However, he couldn't tell them that Yan Lingji had already gone to the sand dune ahead of time and that countless supplies were on the way. They would be distributed in a few days!
In that case, wouldn't the two of them ask about the source of the supplies?
He was too lazy to find an excuse to explain.
"Young Master, there are disaster victims blocking the road ahead, begging for food and water.”
Qin Gang rode over and reported loudly.
Again?
Li Si and Meng Yi's expressions changed, and they immediately went forward to protect the supplies.
He looked as if he was determined to die.
Ying Wu got out of the carriage and was a little speechless when he saw the performance of these two people.
He was not in a hurry to give out the food. Instead, he followed Qin Gang to the front of the convoy.
What I see.
Hundreds of disaster victims had dirty clothes.
His lips were dry and cracked, and he stared at the supplies behind the convoy with longing in his eyes.
If not for Great Qin's elite soldiers, these people would have already charged forward.
"Sir, please help us!”
"I haven't eaten anything for three days. I haven't even eaten the tree bark.”
"Milord, please pity us and give us something!”
(Flowers)
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