Datang: Starting from Li Jiancheng

Chapter 19
Luo Bin was overjoyed when he heard the system's response, and then immediately held his breath and opened the system's homepage panel to see what items he could exchange.

But his points are too few now, and the things that can be exchanged are limited. Good things like Fang Tian's painting halberd, psychic BMW, and golden silk soft armor need at least [-] points to exchange.

After thinking about it, Luo Bin decided not to exchange things for now. After all, the trip to Longyou is dangerous, so it's better to save some points for emergencies.

Although Luo Bin now has the physique of a dragon soul, he doesn't want to make fun of his own safety, so he went directly to the barracks and ordered two hundred back Wei troops to accompany him.

Since Longyou ran out of grain due to the earthquake, there must be disasters and famines everywhere at this moment. Just in case, Luo Bin brought another twenty shi of grain to go.

After traveling for more than a week, Luo Bin and two hundred Beiwei troops arrived at Qinzhou, a small border state in Longyou.

As soon as he entered the border of Qinzhou, he saw the governor of Qinzhou coming out to greet him with a bitter expression on his face.

"Master Wu, the next official is Zhang Fu, the governor of Qinzhou, who is ordered by the emperor to welcome Marquis Wu into the state for disaster relief."

Luo Bin nodded, and got off his horse, "You can walk here with me first."

He needs to know the extent of the famine in Qinzhou.

"Okay." Zhang Fu responded and led the way.

Along the way, Luo Bin found that Qinzhou was a bit more barren than he imagined.

Houses collapsed due to the earthquake, and the air was filled with smog. Occasionally, strong winds would mix sand and mud to attract eyes, and crying women and children could be seen everywhere on the road.

Some people even saw hundreds of them approaching, and immediately crawled forward to beg for mercy, "My lord, give me something to eat."

"We haven't eaten for several days, let's reward some food."

"Yeah, it doesn't matter what we adults do, but my child... I'm afraid it will die."

Luo Bin stood helplessly in the middle of the crowd, feeling pity in his heart.

Then he climbed directly onto the grain cart with both legs, stood on a high place and shouted to the people below: "Everyone, don't worry, I am Luo Bin, Marquis of Wu, and I have come to Longyou to provide disaster relief. I, Luo Bin, promise here, The people of Longyou are not stable, and I, Luo Bin, will not return to Beijing!"

"You take your children and line up [-] meters in front of the governor's mansion, and we will send someone to build a tent and cook later."

Everyone looked at Luo Bin in shock when they heard the words, and then they all knelt on the ground and shouted thanks.

After pulling away, Luo Bin frowned and looked at Zhang Fu, "Master Zhang, this Qinzhou is so barren, why didn't you report it to the court?"

Zhang Fu turned pale when he heard the words, and immediately leaned over to Luo Bin and said, "Master Hou, since the Longyou earthquake, the governors of our states have sent letters to the imperial court repeatedly, and the lower officials alone have sent three letters."

"But the imperial court has not responded for a long time. At first we built porridge sheds to relieve the disaster, but these days the granary has bottomed out. The officials are really powerless!"

Hearing what Zhang Fu said, the crease between Luo Bin's eyebrows deepened a bit.

"These villains with their corpses on a vegetarian meal are in vain as officials of the imperial court!"

Luo Bin couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

In the early years of Zhenguan, there was a lot of waste to be done, the treasury was empty, and even Li Shimin couldn't eat a bite of meat for a few months. Now that the Longyou earthquake requires food and money for disaster relief, the villains of the court must have tried to suppress these memorials.

Afterwards, Luo Bin waved his hand back, "immediately write a letter to report the situation in Qinzhou, ask the imperial court for food relief, and send it urgently within eight hundred miles."

"Yes!"

The man responded, and immediately went to do it.

After arriving at the governor's mansion, Luo Bin sent people to unload the grain carts and asked them to roast most of the sweet potatoes to distribute to the refugees.

"Master Hou, what kind of food is this, why have you never seen it before?"

Zhang Fu covered his hands with his sleeves, and carefully picked up a roasted red sweet potato.

"It's called sweet potato, and I planted it by accident." Luo Bin explained, "The average yield of this thing is sixty shi per mu, but I came here in a hurry this time, and I only brought twenty shi with all kinds of food."

Zhang Fu was shocked when he heard the words, and asked tremblingly, "Is there really so much output of this thing?"

"Yes, and the taste is also very good, Mr. Zhang, try it." Luo Bin laughed.

Zhang Fu nodded, then carefully peeled off the skin and took a bite.

"Ruannuo is sweet and delicious, really delicious!" Zhang Fu immediately turned around and bowed deeply to Luo Bin, "Master Hou is really the number one lucky star of my Tang Dynasty!"

"Master Zhang is serious, let's send someone to roast this sweet potato and distribute it to the refugees outside as soon as possible."

"Yes, I will give you an order now." Zhang Fu responded, and immediately turned around to call the servants to do it.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Luo Bin with some hesitation, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master Hou, I don't know if I should say something or not."

"Master Zhang, but it's okay to say."

After getting along for several hours, Luo Bin felt that Zhang Fu was also a good official who served the people.

Zhang Fu pursed his lips, and then said in a deep voice: "Master Hou, the lower officials and the governors of various states have not even received a response from the imperial court when they made repeated reports to the court. Regarding this, the lower officials dared to speculate that it might be because they were suppressed by the dignitaries in the court. Or maybe the Holy One simply doesn't care about my Longyou people."

Having said this, Zhang Fu's complexion became a bit more serious.

After all, no matter how you look at it, Zhang Fu's words are treasonous and should be punished.

After a pause, Zhang Fu continued: "And the food that Lord Hou brought is just a drop in the bucket, and it won't last long."

"Although the lower officials are far away in Qinzhou, they also know that Lord Hou is the confidant of the Holy One. I dare to ask Lord Hou to persuade the Holy One to save me, the people of Longyou."

After saying that, Zhang Fu knelt heavily on the ground again, and kowtowed to Luo Bin.

Luo Bin immediately helped Zhang Fu up and comforted him: "Master Zhang, you don't have to be like this. I just said that if the people in Longyou are not stable, I, Luo Bin, will never return to Chang'an."

"I, Luo Bin, will do what I say." Luo Bin patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder, "As for Mr. Zhang's doubts... you can rest assured that since I am here, I will never sit idly by. Even if the imperial court doesn’t care about the millions of people on the right, I, Luo Bin, will take care of them.”

Hearing what Luo Bin said, Zhang Fucai was slightly relieved, and he also respected Luo Bin more in his heart.

"Master Zhang, do you have pen and ink in the house?"

"Yes." Zhang Fu nodded, "Master Hou will follow me."

Afterwards, Zhang Fu brought Luo Bin to his study, "Please, Lord Hou."

Luo Bin sat down at the table after answering, and wrote rows of beautiful small characters on the rice paper.

"Master Zhang's words are not unreasonable. The imperial court probably has no hope, so we still have to save some time."

"I have already greeted the people who sent the imperial court to deliver the letter. If the imperial court refuses to send food for disaster relief, they will immediately go to Wuhou Mansion to get my private food for disaster relief."

"However, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Now Longyou is in need of a lot of waste, and it will definitely be useless to rely on the food I sent for disaster relief."

(End of this chapter)