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Chapter 292 A Plague Will Break Out

what?
Will a plague break out?
The people waiting outside the door suddenly heard a child's voice, but none of the children here spoke.

Could it be that the child that the distinguished person was holding just now said?
Lu Xiao frowned upon hearing his daughter's words. Throwing all the dead people into the mass grave was simply harming people.

Zhui Feng heard this and immediately ordered his men to go to the back mountain, find the corpses, and burn them.

“There’s no moldy grain here. Bring it out.” Lu Xiao’s cold eyes stared at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper felt a chill run down his spine. This man was dressed in coarse cloth and did not look like a high-ranking official, so why was his aura so terrifying?

After thinking about it, I realized that the county magistrate here was like a local emperor, and his backer was the county magistrate.

What does he have to be afraid of?

"Without good food, the imperial court doesn't care about the lives of the people these days. Where would we get good food? Being able to eat moldy food is already a great blessing!"

"Are you going to buy or not? If not, don't block my business!"

This person has an unusual aura; it's best not to offend him before figuring out his identity.

The shopkeeper acted as if he were completely unfazed, and even took a jab at the imperial court.

The implication is that it's the government's fault that these common people can't afford to eat, and it has nothing to do with him.

The amount of grain allocated by the imperial court is only so much; it's not even enough to feed all of them!
These lowly people might as well starve to death; what are they going to eat anyway?

Ah!
A scream.

Everyone saw the shopkeeper get kicked against the wall, so hard that he couldn't be pried off.

[Hmph! Serves you right! The imperial court allocates grain to the people every year, but it's you corrupt officials who keep it all for yourself, leaving the people without food.]

Don't you dare wrong my imperial grandfather!

The shopkeeper coughed up a mouthful of blood, trembling all over in pain. "You...do you know who I am? Kill them!"

He's never suffered such a huge loss before!

The county magistrate is his brother-in-law, and all the grain allocated by the imperial court is stored in his grain store. He has made a lot of money in the past two years.

If they find the food, how will he make money?

The burly man guarding the door rushed up to grab the man.

Bang bang bang!
Before the burly men could even get close, Zhui Feng kicked them out of the grain store.

These burly men looked intimidating, but they were no match for someone like Zhui Feng, who had fought his way out of piles of corpses.

They lost before even reaching the end of the round.

"Fool! Don't you even know who my master is?"

Zhui Feng spat and returned to Lu Xiao's side, ready to protect him at any time.

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. "Who are you? When my brother-in-law arrives, he'll kill you all!"

His sister was the magistrate's most favored concubine. If she knew he had been beaten, she would definitely come to avenge him.

Lu Xiao snorted coldly, standing at the door looking at the people, "I am a person sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief. Who among you is willing to come in with me to get food? Take out the food to set up soup kitchens, and the imperial court's disaster relief grain will arrive soon."

The people standing at the gate were pale and thin, their eyes lifeless; they had lost faith in life.

In fact, ordinary people don't ask for much. They just want to be able to eat their fill and have officials to uphold justice for them when they encounter problems.

Unfortunately, the magistrate here is a parasite who doesn't care about the lives of the people at all.

"Has the imperial court really sent someone?"

"Did you really bring food to provide disaster relief?"

"But the magistrate said that the imperial court no longer cares about us."

They had endured these past few years like this, and when people from the imperial court suddenly appeared, they were still somewhat incredulous.

They also wanted to go in and take the grain, but what if these people weren't sent by the imperial court? What if they took the grain and left? In the end, they would be the ones who suffered.

The magistrate here is not human; he truly harms the people.

“My master is His Highness the Prince of Qin, who has come specifically to provide disaster relief. You must trust my master and the imperial court; they have not abandoned you.”

Zhui Feng took out a token, which was the special imperial envoy's token.

The common people didn't recognize the token, but the shopkeeper did. The moment he saw it, he was so terrified he collapsed to the ground. It's all over!

He's completely finished this time!
Not only is he finished, but his brother-in-law is probably finished too!

The shopkeeper was furtively thinking about running away.

[Grab that man! Don't let him get away! This man is the magistrate's brother-in-law; he has a lot of evidence of the magistrate's crimes.]

The shopkeeper was about to run away, and Lu Yaoyao became anxious.

Chasing after him, he grabbed the person by the collar and dragged them back. "Trying to run? Kneel down!"

He kicked the shopkeeper in the leg, and the shopkeeper knelt on the ground, too scared to move, trembling all over.

"Chasing the Wind, search this place thoroughly."

Since his daughter said that this person has evidence of the county magistrate's crimes, then it must be true.

"It's Your Highness." Zhui Feng went to the backyard of the grain store.

Lu Xiao looked at the crowd and saw that the leader was a burly man with an honest-looking face. "What's your name?"

Da Liu stepped forward, looking at Lu Xiao with some fear, "I am Da Liu."

Lu Xiao nodded. "There's grain in here. Take some people in to move the grain, and then set up soup kitchens so that the people here can all have food."

He came here to provide disaster relief, not only to ensure the people have food but also to help them find something to do, otherwise the people would rebel.

Da Liu was somewhat incredulous. "Sir, can we really trust you? You won't kill us all after we take the grain, will you?"

“In the past, there were officials sent down by the imperial court, who said they were there to provide disaster relief, but in the end they were all bribed by the county magistrate. We just wanted to have a meal, but we were killed by those people.”

During the three-year drought, officials sent by the imperial court to provide disaster relief were eventually bribed and accused of plotting a rebellion.

In the end, they didn't get any food, and everyone was killed.

"I am the current King of Qin, so you can rest assured that I will stay here and fight the disaster with you," Lu Xiao assured him.

Everyone was shocked. Was this person really His Highness Prince Qin, the current emperor?
They all knew the name of the King of Qin; it was the King of Qin who repelled the Western Rong Kingdom, allowing the people of their region to live in peace and prosperity.

Unexpectedly, the imperial court valued them so much that they actually sent a prince to provide disaster relief.

"This humble subject greets Your Highness, the Prince of Qin!"

"Your Highness, we are saved now that you have arrived!"

"Yeah yeah!······"

The King of Qin enjoyed great prestige among the people, and seeing that the person before them was the King of Qin, they felt that they were saved.

God is truly merciful!

[How could Father's reputation be so high among the people?]

If my father hadn't been blind before, he would have been a good father in my eyes.

Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but complain in her heart again.

If only her Five Elements Technique could break one layer of the seal, she would be able to help with the rain. Unfortunately, she hasn't even broken one layer of the Five Elements Technique yet.

These people have suffered.

Fortunately, my father's reputation among the people was still quite good, otherwise their disaster relief efforts would not have gone smoothly.

Lu Xiao: ·······

Is this little girl praising me or insulting me?

He used to be blind, but he's better now, okay?

"Get up, all of you! Go inside and move the grain." Lu Xiao stepped aside to let them into the grain store.

Da Liu looked at Lu Yaoyao in surprise. He was certain that the voice he had just heard was the girl's inner thoughts.

The little girl being held by the King of Qin must be his child. She must be a princess, right?

"Your Highness, we'll go and move the grain right away." Da Liu was excited, and he glanced at Lu Yaoyao one more time before leaving.

He was actually able to hear the little princess's thoughts.
This is amazing!
What he didn't know was that Lu Yaoyao was not a county princess, but Princess Chang Le, personally bestowed by the emperor.

(End of this chapter)