The concubine is so charming

Chapter 290

The famous official stood aside with his head bowed, seeing that Chu Feiyan finally put down the letter, he couldn't help asking: "Master, you don't look very good, but what happened to Miss Su?"

"It's nothing." Chu Feiyan lowered his eyes, brushed his fingers lightly over the letter, and after a while he said, "Ming Chen, send someone to spread a message in Rongcheng..."

The famous official was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then nodded in response: "Yes, this subordinate will go now."

The next day, a piece of news quickly spread among the people of Rongcheng.

When Mu Cixiu heard the rumors, many people had already knelt outside Prince Rong's mansion.

"My lord, there are rumors going around that Rongcheng is no longer capable of accepting so many disaster victims. If the gates of the city continue to be opened, the people of Rongcheng will have no food in less than two days. Moreover, those grain merchants don't have enough oil and salt. Jin, the lower officials only threatened a few words, and many shops were closed directly, and now the price of food is soaring, and the situation has become difficult to control."

Now all the markets and shops are closed, even if you have money, you can't buy anything!
While talking, the official kept wiping the cold sweat off his brow.

Mu Cixiu's brows were tightly frowned, and there was a constant glint in his eyes: Chu Feiyan opened the city gate easily, but put Rongcheng on the edge of the cliff.

"Do your best to appease the hearts of the people, Rongcheng must not get into chaos first."

"Yes."

Not long after the official went down, a guard ran in with an ugly expression: "Young Master, Mr. Wen was injured in the head by the victims. The people of Rongcheng are agitated, and they have already confronted the victims."

Mu Cixiu looked serious, and snapped off the writing brush in his hand: "Chu Feiyan, what exactly do you want to do? Send people to maintain order, and absolutely don't let the people of Rongcheng clash with the disaster victims, staring at the posthouse If there is any news from the person, it is very good, if there is no one to promote, the rumors cannot spread so fast."

"Prime Minister Chu's secret guards are elusive, their martial arts are extremely strong, and their subordinates are incompetent."

"At this time, there is no need to pursue any responsibility. It is appropriate to appease the people first. No matter what happens, you must not conflict with the victims."

"Yes."

When Mu Cixiu arrived with his people, the people and the victims were confronted across the block. Even though the guards tried their best to stop them, there were still people entangled with each other, blood was scattered on the ground, and some people could not stop crying.

Su Yao followed Mei Lao and stood on the edge of the street, watching the scene in front of him calmly.

"Everyone, please calm down!" Mu Cixiu dismounted and shouted loudly.

When the common people saw him coming, they gathered around them one after another: "Your Majesty, you have to be the master for us! Rongcheng is our home, and it is a special kindness to accept these victims, but they are not grateful and loot the city wantonly." It is completely ungrateful to not talk about the things on the stalls, but to injure the common people!"

Some victims retorted loudly: "Don't be bloody, I am grateful from the bottom of my heart for accepting us in Rongcheng. After entering the city, I also obeyed Mu Shizi's arrangement. We are not allowed to walk around at will, so we just stay here. When did we rob the city? thing?"

"My son ruled Qingming, and Rongcheng has been in harmony for many years. It's just that you came into chaos. Could it be that we robbed you and framed it for you? I don't even look at your identities. You have all been reduced to bereaved dogs Now, you really take yourself seriously!"

As soon as this remark came out, the emotions of the victims became more and more excited. People in Da'an have always moved back to their hometowns, and now they are forced to leave their hometowns, which is already unbearable for them. Being accused of being a bereaved dog again feels like their spine has been interrupted. !
Mu Cixiu turned his head sharply, and a stern look flashed between his brows and eyes: "It's not easy for the people of the world. Since they have come to Rongcheng, those who are willing to settle down are the people of Rongcheng. No nonsense is allowed! Who was talking just now, stand up !"

Seeing Mu Cixiu get angry, the common people lowered their heads one after another. They are not bitter and mean people, and they can't help but feel that it is a bit too much when they hear others talking about bereaved dogs.

Just when many people were thinking about whether they should retreat, they suddenly heard someone shouting: "My lord, Rongcheng's current situation is already precarious, and if we accept so many victims, life and death are at stake. We all understand the heart of helping the victims, but the fire on the roof of our own house has not been extinguished, but we are carrying water to save others, isn’t it just a waste of money?”

The people in Rongcheng talked a lot: "Yes, the current situation is not good, and we are too busy to take care of ourselves. We can't fold ourselves into it for the sake of treating the victims."

"My son, Rongcheng is the fief under your rule. You can't ignore the people on your own fief and use all your material and manpower to help others. Look behind you. If Rongcheng cannot be kept, what will happen to us people? It won’t be much better than the disaster victims, and who will open the city gate to accept us when we are displaced?”

As soon as this remark came out, the people of Rongcheng immediately aroused a lot of discussion.

When they have spare energy, most people are willing to help when they see people who are poorer than themselves, but now, they are like mud bodhisattvas crossing the river and cannot protect themselves, and they suddenly become indifferent.

Many victims lowered their heads and looked at Mu Cixiu nervously.

It took them all their strength to come to Rongcheng. If they were expelled again, they would no longer have the strength to rush elsewhere for help.

At this moment, a slightly weak voice suddenly came from the side of the street: "Everyone, please calm down for a while."

The voice was a little low, and it didn't attract many people's attention in the noisy crowd. It was someone who exclaimed that Mr. Chu was coming, which attracted the victims to get out of the way.

Chu Feiyan was dressed in white clothes, with a thin body and pale face. He could hardly hide his noble aura. Standing in the messy street, he looked a bit out of place.

The victims recalled that he had ordered Mu Cixiu to open the city gate to accept them, and they couldn't help kneeling on the ground, begging aloud: "Master Prime Minister, we are desperate, please have mercy, and don't drive us out. Rongcheng!"

"Please have mercy!"

Many people knelt down and wept bitterly, their expressions extremely desolate.

Chu Feiyan frowned, and his expression was full of pity: "Mu Shizi, since you promised to open the city gate to accept the disaster victims, you should find a way to resettle them. How can you drive them out now?"

"The prime minister misunderstood. It was just a small misunderstanding between the people of Rongcheng and the disaster victims. I never ordered the disaster victims to be expelled!" , so even if he insisted, he must settle these people down.

"That's good..." Chu Feiyan nodded, "Please don't worry, I came to Rongcheng to supervise the disaster relief under the order of the emperor. You are all citizens of the Da'an Dynasty. Since you came to Rongcheng to ask for help, you will not be ignored There's no reason not to ask."

With Chu Feiyan's mediation, the emotions of Rongcheng people and victims were gradually calmed down.

Mu Cixiu convened all the officials to discuss how to resettle the victims overnight, and did not rest until midnight.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sky dawned, there was a hasty knock on the door: "Master, the people of Rongcheng are fighting with the victims of the disaster, and lives have already been caused. The situation is out of control, please make a decision as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)