C992 992 Micro-clothing Survey

"Hurry up and leave."

"Yes."

The group left as soon as they came. After they left, the two people who were hugging each other on the bed slowly sat up and looked towards the door that had just closed.

"You really did expect it."

Liu Ruo Qing looked at the cold face of Yan Yuan and joked.

"If he had even the slightest bit of fear, he would act against the victims tomorrow."

Liu Ruo Qing nodded, and understood the meaning of Yan Yuan's words.

If he had even a trace of fear in his heart, no matter if it was fake or not, he would still appear tomorrow to treat the victims and provide food for them.

At the very least, he should first 'fool' this messenger, right?

And at this time, when Zhixian was at the yamen's office, he found out from his subordinates that the noble young master really did have an extraordinary identity.

And the identity manifesto said that the young prince was the newly appointed Minister of Revenue.

"Minister of Revenue …"

Zhixian narrowed his eyes as he thought of something, repeating those four words as he muttered to himself: "To think that the Department of Revenue would have such a young first rank official."

When the Grand Master, who was standing beside Zhixian, found out that the young master with an extraordinary bearing and imposing manner was the God of Management sent by the Emperor to patrol, when he paid his respects to the First Pin Minister of Revenue, he was so frightened that he was drenched in cold sweat.

Even at such a young age, he was already at the first rank. It could be seen from his wrist and ability. No wonder when he looked at him from afar, he was scared stiff by the aura around him.

"My lord, the messenger is here. In the next few days, we've been ignoring the victims outside the city. What if he finds out and gives a copy to the emperor? What should we do then?"

Zhixian was also worried. He had only received notice that the imperial government would send people to deliver food for the disaster.

It seemed that the Emperor intended to catch him off guard.

Just a few days ago, he didn't seem to care at all. It was obvious that he had already entered the eyes of the envoy.

But at present, unless he went to the neighboring town to increase the medicinal materials, the supply of medicinal materials in the city was simply unable to meet the demand.

In the end, she still had to use him.

Thinking this way, the Zhixian squinted his eyes and said to the Grand Master beside him: "Since Lord Messenger does not plan to reveal his identity, then we will treat it as if we do not know and will properly display our skills in front of him."

Fortunately, he was smart, and felt that it was inappropriate to send people to investigate that person. Otherwise, by the time he returned to the capital to study, he, as a Zhixian, would have achieved great things.

When the Grand Master heard this, his eyes widened, "Could it be that the lord intends to …"

Although he did not finish his words, the Zhixian had already understood what the Grand Master wanted to ask, and upon seeing him give him a "you are an idiot" look, he said: "Our Yizhou has just met with a calamity, even if we wanted to take action, we can only do it according to our capabilities, understand?"

With just a simple point from Zhixian, the Grand Master understood what he meant. He immediately went up and flattered him, then gave him a big thumbs up, "Master is wise."

Indeed, as Yan Yuan had expected, on the third day that he came to the Yizhou, the silent county's gate finally showed signs of activity.

"Have you heard? Today, Lord Zhixian finally took action to help the victims outside the city. I heard that he personally went outside the city to comfort them. "

"Humph!" It was not easy, I wonder why that Zhixian suddenly had such a heart attack. "

"Shh, be careful. Be careful of what you say!"

At this time, a few people who stayed in the inn were discussing the actions of Zhixian this morning. Most of them spoke with undisguised disdain.

Liu Ruo Qing picked up the teacup and took a small sip, then looked at Yan Yuan's calm face and raised his eyebrows: "You really hit the mark!"

Yan Yuan lightly bit his lower lip, his eyes filled with coldness. "Even though he's in a hurry to show off, he definitely won't do it too much."

"Hmm? "What do you mean?"

Liu Ruo Qing did not understand what Yan Yuan meant.

He was just the head of a county. Knowing that the messenger had come, wouldn't he be able to make up for his negligence towards the victims of the disaster a few days ago?

Yan Yuan seemed to be able to read the thoughts in the depths of Liu Ruo Qing's eyes, and said: "You will never be able to imagine someone getting greedy, and wanting him to spit out the things he swallowed won't be that easy."

In Yan Yuan's opinion, a messenger did not have that much influence.

Once Yan Yuan said that, Liu Ruo Qing understood. Thinking back to the results of the investigation that they had sent out that day, the empty granary, she frowned and said, "Are you saying that even if he wanted to do a good job in front of you, she definitely wouldn't take out the grains that he coveted?"

Yan Yuan nodded his head, a cold expression once again flashed past his indifferent face.

"We'll know soon enough."

After eating breakfast, Yan Yuan looked at the guard beside him and asked: "The couple that we brought back, how are they doing now?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, that Zhao San is different from the victims outside the city. The Mr. Lu said that his condition has stabilized."

"Mm, bring them to see me."

"Yes."

Not long after Yan Yuan and his wife returned to their room in the inn's backyard, the guard brought the couple over.

"This humble woman greets young master. Thank you for saving my life."

The husband and wife duo bowed in front of Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan indicated for them to stand up, and after a moment of consideration, he asked: "How long have you guys been in the city?"

That Zhao San's life was saved by Yan Yuan, so the two of them were extremely grateful to Yan Yuan and did not hesitate to answer: "After the flood, the villagers of my generation were not willing to leave, they only wanted to wait for the disaster to come, and then the county magistrate to give us some emergency food to pass this period of time before deciding again."

Half a month has passed, and there is no movement in the county. Some of the townspeople are sick, so we have no choice but to go to the county to ask for help. In the end, that county magistrate didn't even want to see us.

"After that, more and more villagers came and stopped us outside the city."

As they finished speaking, the couple's faces were filled with rage.

Although he had already expected it to be like this, when Yan Yuan heard the couple's reply, his face became so dark that no one dared to look him in the eye.

For a moment, the entire room was surrounded by a suffocating pressure, no one dared to make a sound.

A moment later, Yan Yuan's low voice sounded out, "Then Zhixian has never given you a grain of rice before?"

Generally speaking, every year, the imperial government would deposit a certain amount of food in each county to prevent natural disasters. Thus, the imperial government would try its best to prevent people from starving to death before the payment of the disaster food was made.