My country is dying

Chapter 472

Hou Junli looked at her and didn't speak.

Mi Le suppressed the anger in his heart and forced himself to calm down: "Did Duke Huai make any changes?"

"It can't be counted, but it's not calm." Hou Junli replied, "I'll know when I go."

Mi Le stopped talking, and shrugged his shoulders lying by the window, looking out of the window for a moment.

Hou Junli looked at her for a while, then lowered his eyes.

"Please, please give me something to eat... My baby hasn't eaten for three days!"

After passing a mountain col, the intersection ahead suddenly became noisy.

Mi Le followed the crowd and saw people in ragged clothes huddled in the corner of the mountain, some with babies and children in their arms, some were old, weak, women and children, and dying patients.At this moment, several people were pulling a passing carriage begging for food. All of those people were sallow and thin, and looked like they had been hungry for a long time.

Mi Le suddenly remembered the refugees he met when he was still in the city, and frowned.

How come there are so many refugees?

"Give me something to eat, please, my sons, please give me something to eat!"

Suddenly a group of people surrounded the carriage, preventing the carriage from moving forward.The coachman was frightened immediately, and called Hou Junli inside: "Master, I can't walk anymore!"

"Mother...Mother! Sister, please give me something to eat!" A dirty and thin little boy saw Mi Le, and immediately knelt under her window, stretching out his small black hands to beg for food.

His eyes were black and bright, and what flashed in his eyes was the most primitive longing, and his lips were even more chapped, looking at Mi Le so pitifully.

Knowing that no assistance should be given at this moment, Mi Le subconsciously looked at the pastry box in the carriage.

However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was held down.

Mi Le raised his head to look at Hou Junli, who shook his head.

"It's a child!" Mi Le reminded in a low voice.

"The West Sea is in a drought, and there are tens of thousands of refugees. You can't save them."

Mi Le was stunned, and his face froze for a moment: "When did it happen? Why didn't the report come up?"

Hou Junli's expression was extremely indifferent: "Since you have issued the edict of withdrawal, the memorial will naturally not be sent to you."

Mi Le's expression suddenly turned cold: "Didn't the imperial court take any measures? The West Sea is close to Huai City, so King Huai didn't say anything?"

"These, we have to wait until we go to find out."

When Mi Le heard this, he immediately understood: "So that's why you went to Huai City?"

"Not all." Hou Junli opened the window and glanced outside, and told the coachman to hurry.

Seeing Yun Gui and Gao Yuan coming forward and drawing their swords, Mi Le forced the refugees to retreat, and couldn't help but lie down at the window and look at the people: "Are you leaving just like that?"

Although she knew that their rescue was only a drop in the bucket, at least they still had the ability to rescue them, so if they left like this, these people might end up dead!
"When I came here, I had already greeted the government of Lin'an Town. If these people can persist in Lin'an Town, they can be temporarily settled, but this is not a long-term solution. Lin'an Town can't accommodate so many refugees." Here, Hou Junli looked at Mi Le, "You are not in the capital right now, and the cabinet can't make a decision, so I'm afraid you have to make an order to open a warehouse for food relief."

"Yuxi is not with me!" She was planning to run away when she went out, who would take Yuxi with her!

As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, Hou Junli pushed a box in front of her. Mi Le was stunned, and opened it suspiciously. Her emperor's jade seal was inside.

　Went away on weekends, no update, don't wait for everyone. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)