The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 186

"Only the central government allocates funds for disaster relief. In view of the life and death of the people in northern Xinjiang, the ministers suggested that they should directly send the army to send cotton clothes and food, which is the most urgent solution."

The new emperor nodded, and said again.

"Then what does Cen Aiqing think?"

Cen Jin said loudly.

"I feel that what the prime minister said is very true, and I second my opinion."

The new emperor patted the dragon chair and let out a long sigh.

"The people were displaced, and there were countless deaths and injuries. I feel very sad. Since the prime minister feels that we should immediately allocate clothing and food for disaster relief, I will draw up an imperial decree. The two of you will personally see and send [-] pieces of cotton clothes and quilts, and [-] stones of food. Three days later Set off immediately and go to the disaster area to help the people."

Cen Jin: "The minister accepts the order."

Lin Chaomu: "I...accept the order."

The disaster in northern Xinjiang was severe. Tens of thousands of victims traveled south along the river and gathered in various towns in the south.

The people complained and mourned, and the situation was urgent.

Lin Chaomu knew the seriousness of the matter. The little emperor had been enthroned for less than five years, but such a natural disaster happened. If someone with a heart takes advantage of it, it will definitely be detrimental to the majesty of the new emperor.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the new emperor can only send his two most trusted ministers to rescue the disaster in person.

When the prime minister was ordered by the emperor to go to the Northern Wilderness, the common people would praise His Majesty for his wisdom, and His Majesty cares about the common people.

Lin Chaomu couldn't help saying no to all of this.

Three days later, Lin Chaomu packed his luggage and prepared to go to northern Xinjiang.

Half an hour before leaving, Lin Chaomu sat in Jiang Tang's warm pavilion, pinching her legs.

Mother Lin also sat on the side.

Jiang Tang is not feeling well now, Lin Chaomu forbids her to go out and wants to see her off.

"After I leave, I will definitely be back within a month. Take good care of your body and don't get out of bed by yourself, do you hear me?"

Jiang Tang nodded sourly, and Lin Chaomu chatted on and on for three whole days, looking at it, if it wasn't for Jiang Tang's current body, he would definitely not be able to go with him, he wished he could tie Jiang Tang around his waist wherever he went.

When Lin Chaomu's carriage left, Jiang Tang put on a cloak and asked the little girl to help her to the pavilion on the back wall.

The pavilion is very high, standing on it, you can see Lin Chaomu's carriage slowly driving away.

In the carriage, if Lin Chaomu felt something, he raised his hand and opened the curtain of the carriage, and looked out.

In the distance across a wall, Jiang Tang was wearing a red cloak, standing on the high pavilion, smiling brightly at him.

That smile, like a flower blooming in summer, is so bright that it can be directly imprinted in the bottom of my heart, and it will be unforgettable forever.

Dependency value: 100
Mission Completion: 95
Lin Chaomu left for about a month.

One night, Jiang Tang felt a sweetness in his throat, accompanied by a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spewed out directly, splashing on the bright red quilt.

"Well……"

Jiang Tang clutched his stomach, his eyes were red.

"Cui Liu! Cui Liu!"

In the empty room, no one responded to her.

Cui Liu is the little girl who serves Jiang Tang, she usually has a calm temperament and is careful in doing things, but this time she is nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Tang's heart sank, he covered his stomach and supported the foot of the bed, trying to stand up.

Suddenly, a hot stream passed between his legs, and Jiang Tang squeezed the hand at the foot of the bed, tightening it suddenly!
Bowing his head, under the white obscene trousers, bright red blood stained the trousers dazzlingly, and continued to spread downward.

Jiang Tang took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, moved towards the door, pushed the door open, and the coolness of withdrawal came over his face, as if she was the only one left in the world of ice and snow.

The gate to the yard was locked.

Jiang Tang stood in the snow, his hands trembling slightly.

The blood under his body dripped on the pure white snow, like red plum blossoms, spreading from the room to the gate of the yard drop by drop.

(End of this chapter)