Feng Wuye has no choice but to do anything to the people who insist on leaving.

I can only take advantage of the situation when people are unprepared and leave some food at their homes.

I originally thought that I had taken it all, but I felt that these people might figure it out at critical moments, so I still didn't dare to take it anymore.

As for those rich people in the country, there are basically no one who doesn’t leave.

It really goes with the saying that the richer a person is, the more he cherishes his life.

Whether it is from the village or in the town, anyone with some family background wishes they could immediately put on their wings and fly.

Feng Wuye took advantage of this time to exchange their food for silver.

After all, several large trucks, or even a dozen trucks of food, are not lucky.

Bringing silver is much easier.

Feng Wuyao was busy and couldn't get along.

Although he had specially brought buns to the county town to show up in a high-profile manner, some people still didn't believe her and refused to leave.

He even made it clear that he would die at his own home even if he died.

In this regard, Feng Wuyao had to ignore it except speechless.

She was not a good person at all. If she hadn't thought about how she had rubbed Qin Zicheng's purple energy, she wouldn't have come to fuck her leisurely heart.

She did everything she could do.

The responsibility for the person who cannot be saved is not her.

The flood is coming as scheduled!

No one expected that the dam that was just built last year would be so vulnerable.

Qin Dong had already received the hint from Feng Wuye, stood on the top of the mountain, watching the floods swept through the villages and countless crops.

In addition to feeling distressed, I feel distressed.

Although Feng Wuyao has tried his best to evacuate the people, the losses are still huge.

Feng Wuyao watched all this happen, shook his head slightly, and then ran straight towards Yuzhou City.

The news of floods in Jiangnan quickly swept across the entire Mingxia Kingdom.

Qin Zicheng was frowning when he looked at the news sent by the spy.

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed since the flood occurred.

"There are three affected counties now, and life is not easy for nearby counties. A large number of victims are rushing towards the nearest places, which has brought great difficulties to the governance of various places."

Song Lun reported the news one by one, and then reported a roughly estimated loss.

Qin Zicheng only glanced at him and threw him aside.

It’s okay to say that property losses can be compensated in the future, but what about these lives?

The number of missing people in various counties continues to rise, and due to floods, it becomes even more difficult to count these numbers.

"We are a little far from Jiangnan, and it is estimated that we will not affect us for a while. At present, there is no problem in supporting the grain we own in stock until the end of the year."

Because of Feng Wuyao's reminder, Qin Zicheng bought a large amount of food.

His people were scattered, each of them bought several hundred kilograms, and then finally merged, and the amount of food naturally increased.

"The price of grain will definitely rise again. Let us continue to buy a lot of grain, especially those in the north, and then transport it here in batches."

“Yes, Master.”

Qin Zicheng was worried about whether the victims would come to them.

It is not obvious yet, but after living a few days, the way to Beijing will definitely be completely blocked by local officials.

If those victims want to survive, they have to think of another way.

I hope that the food for disaster relief in the court will not be greedy for others.

On the fifth day of the flood, Qin Dong's secret letter was sent to the emperor.
Chapter completed!