Lay to win!Cannon fodder, he has become the chief assistant

Chapter 208
When Emperor Jingwen heard that a little girl could think of such a way to help those refugees, he was naturally quite moved.

"It's just that a young girl can think of doing her best for the country and doing her best for those refugees, but every time I think about how many corpses there are in the court, I wish I could tear them to pieces."

"My lord, the disaster situation in Taiyuan Mansion is very serious now. I heard that the second batch of food prepared by the household department is also ready. Mr. Xie has been in Taiyuan Mansion for more than ten days. Shall we send this batch of supplies there?"

"Naturally! Let Mrs. Xie and Miss Xie prepare these supplies. Of course, they must be separated from the relief supplies from the imperial court, but the list must state how much the Xie family has contributed."

"Yes, my lord."

Emperor Jing Wen smiled and said: "Your wife is also sensible, donate so much food this time, don't let your family break up."

Zhao Yue smiled relaxedly: "Don't worry, my lord, even if I really run out of food, I will never come to you to beg for food."

Emperor Jingwen laughed a few times in a good mood: "Go!"

Going to disaster relief in winter is originally a hard job, not to mention the cold weather, which is also very difficult for disaster relief.

Xie Xiuwen stayed in Taiyuan Mansion for less than half a month, and he has lost almost ten catties.

It's not that he can't eat well, it's just that it's simply too hard. He basically sleeps for a little more than two hours a day. No matter how carefully his servants take care of him, Xie Xiuwen is still sick.

The main thing is to be in a hurry.

The corners of Xie Xiuwen's mouth were covered with blisters. All kinds of supplies were being transported to the disaster area continuously, but facing 10,000+ victims, these supplies were not enough to look at at all. Just how to distribute these supplies was a big problem.

Fortunately, Feng Shu, who came here with him, was willing to cooperate with him, and now these victims have been divided into several areas for resettlement, at least to ensure that the big guys can eat two warm meals a day.

In other seasons, there is no need to worry about keeping out the cold, but not now.

In winter, these people can't be allowed to sleep in the ice and snow. If they don't pay attention, they will lose their energy overnight.

But the winter in the north is not suitable for building a house. The underground soil is so frozen that it cannot be dug.

Xie Xiuwen could only try his best to rent houses and set up simple tents, etc. He even ordered people to wrap some old coarse cloth around the Shili Pavilion outside the city and make it a temporary relief center.

There is really no way out.

Even so, there are still a large number of refugees who have nowhere to go, and some of them just huddled under the wall. It is better during the day, and the sun does not feel cold, but at night, these people’s hands and feet are so cold. Stiff.

Seeing people dying every day, how can Xie Xiuwen sit still?

Feng Shu could only persuade: "Master Xie, don't be too anxious. As far as the current situation is concerned, the death toll is decreasing, and our disaster relief is still showing initial results."

Xie Xiuwen shook his head helplessly. He is only here in Taiyuan Mansion for disaster relief. He knows that there are still many people who can't come to the city at all, but huddled in the local shelter.

These days, he also went down to look at it. There are two counties that are doing well, at least the number of dead people is also decreasing, and at least two meals of hot food are guaranteed every day. But drinking at least one bowl can warm one's stomach. If you can't eat enough, it will definitely make your stomach full of food. As long as you shrink back and don't move, you can last for several hours.

It's not that the officials in Taiyuan Mansion are all good people, but that the Holy One just dealt with a group of corrupt officials who colluded with merchants a few years ago, and the rest, I dare not make mistakes.

The disaster relief continued until the beginning of March, and Xie Xiuwen was relieved that most of the refugees had returned to their hometowns.

Master Wu, who has been busy with Xie Xiuwen, has also relaxed a lot. Mr. Xie is too sincere, and everything is arranged very thoughtfully.

It should be said or not, anyway, from Master Wu's point of view as an ordinary person, if there are more such good officials, then everyone's life will have a bright future.

At the end of March, Xie Xiuwen returned to Beijing smoothly.

It has been more than two months since I went to Taiyuan Mansion, and the disaster relief matters have been properly arranged, so returning to Beijing is tantamount to making meritorious service.

Xie Xiuwen came back this time with a pair of siblings.

The elder brothers of the siblings are gone, only some distant relatives are left, but no one wants them.

Xie Xiuwen couldn't say that those relatives were cruel. After all, they had just experienced a catastrophe. If they couldn't protect themselves, how could they manage others?
The brother and sister stopped Xie Xiuwen on the way. They were thin and dark, kneeling on the cold ground and refused to get up.

In the end, Xie Xiuwen had no choice but to buy the two of them. Originally, he was unwilling to let them sign a death contract, but the brother and sister were determined to follow, just to repay his kindness, Xie Xiuwen had no choice but to let them.

In fact, Xie Xiuwen is mainly worried about the two brothers and sisters, they are too young, if he doesn't accept them, the two brothers and sisters may have no way to survive.

The elder brother is called Chen Shuang and the younger sister is Chen Xia. Xie Xiuwen saved Chen Xia's life on the third day after he arrived in Taiyuan Mansion.

If he hadn't discovered the child's high fever in time, Chen Xia's life would have been gone by now.

These days, it is very common for a high fever to kill a child.

Chen Xia is young, only five years old now, Xie Xiuwen thought about taking her back, it would be good to let her be a little maid by Guaibao's side.

Xie Xiuwen retired, and Taiyuan Mansion returned to normal again.

The governor of Taiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he left.

It's not that he never thought about the idea of ​​using those disaster relief funds, but he really didn't dare.

He still hasn't forgotten the matter that the holy decree killed a group of officials years ago, and he still remembers the scene of the blood spurting from his neck.

The governor didn't dare to take the idea of ​​disaster relief funds, but he was worried that he would find out some of his tail again, so he was more cautious in his life.

Sure enough, be careful sailing for thousands of years.

This time it was finally safe and sound.

Xie Xiuwen went back to Beijing to hand in the order, and Emperor Jingwen left him to talk for a quarter of an hour, and then ordered him to go back to the mansion to rest and grant him a seven-day vacation.

Xie Xiuwen is now so thin that he is about to lose his appearance, and the clothes that Liu Ruolan sewed for him are now empty on his body.

When Emperor Jing Wen saw his image, he naturally felt that this person was useful. There were not many courtiers who were willing to do practical things sincerely, let alone this talented and capable young courtier!
After Xie Xiuwen returned home, he simply washed up, fell asleep, and woke up again, but was still woken up by Xie Rongzhao.

"Father, get up quickly, there is an order from the palace, you have to put on your official uniform to receive the order."

Only then did Xie Xiuwen realize that he had slept all night and half a day.

The fact that Xie Xiuwen was promoted to the fifth rank gave Shizhong a shocking news as soon as the news came out.

(End of this chapter)