Since April, the weather has become hotter, and many areas north of Kyoto have not had any rainfall for half a month. Thinking of that song, many people began to regret it.

In May, the scorching sun burned the dry and cracked land, the crops in the farmland failed to harvest, the rivers dried up, and the water levels in the rivers and lakes also dropped every day.

We can no longer live in this environment.

Countless refugees had to leave the land where they had lived all their lives and travel across mountains and rivers to the rich capital to seek opportunities for survival.

Kyoto is where the largest influx of refugees occurs.

Near the city gate, there are everywhere the sounds of children crying, old people coughing, and women crying...

"Uuuuuuuuah...Mom, I'm hungry..."

"My child, be good and hold on a little longer..."

"Cough...cough..."

"Who will save me? My husband-in-law died on the road...how should I live..."

This is not a battlefield, but there is an invisible layer of smoke shrouding it, and there is a suffocating smell everywhere.

——It is the putrid stench of death.

Su Xiang stood on the upper floor of Liushang Qushui, looked out the window, and saw a group of people huddled in the corner not far away. Their eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, and they looked at the people coming and going blankly. In his hands, he held tightly the few supplies he had left.

Shopkeeper Xu approached the window and followed Su Xiang's line of sight. When he saw the scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

"God doesn't give people a way to survive..."

After speaking, shopkeeper Xu glanced at Su Xiang, who was expressionless.

Shopkeeper Xu also suffered through hardship when he was a child, so he naturally understands the sadness of these refugees. He also wanted to help, but everything in Liushang Qushui Tower belonged to Su Xiang, and he didn't dare to help without Su Xiang's words.

Su Xiang watched silently and did not answer.

She thought that through singing, many people could prepare early, but now she saw that there were still many poor people suffering, and her power was still too weak.

Su wanted to know that most of the "lucky ones" who were able to get here now were the "lucky ones" who still had the ability to move. But further away, there were more patients who could no longer walk and could only lie down and wait to die. What's more, there are countless people on the road who have closed their eyes forever.

Since ancient times, when faced with a drought, the emperor would lead civil and military officials to pray for rain, and then ask local officials to open granaries to provide relief to the people.

But this time it was obviously not that simple, because the emperor asked for rain to come back, but there was no improvement.

There was also a corruption incident that shocked both the government and the public.

The reason was that this time the emperor listened to the suggestions of Su Xiangguo and Fang Muxi and allocated ten thousand taels of gold to various places for relief. The intention was good, but the gold passed through the hands of officials one after another, and when it arrived, only fifty taels of gold were left.

Fang Muxi was worried and led people to patrol, and the matter was found out.

The government and the public were shocked, everyone was in danger, and the emperor was furious. He never imagined that those corrupt officials would be so bold as to embezzle disaster relief funds!

In the end, those involved were demoted and exiled, and all their property was confiscated.

As a result, the national treasury is full, but because of these corrupt officials, countless people cannot get much subsidies, and cannot wait for the second wave of payments. Some people have left their homes, and some have starved to death.

After a while, the crowd became noisy, and those people stood up and walked in one direction.

Looking in the direction, it was not the direction where Su Mansion and Prince Duan Mansion were giving porridge.

Su Xiang looked forward and asked: "Shopkeeper Xu, is there anyone else giving porridge today?"

Shopkeeper Xu paused and replied: "Yes, I heard that Princess Yi personally brought people to serve porridge today."

Princess Yi?

Su Xiang blinked before reacting.

"Su Wan?"

By the way, after the second prince Xiao Mo got married, the emperor gave him the title of Prince Yi and also gave him a palace. Now Su Wan is Princess Yi.

"Yes. There are rumors everywhere in Kyoto because Princess Yi couldn't help but pity the refugees when she saw them, so she planned to give porridge for a few days."

"It's only a few days..." Su Xiang muttered to himself.

Su Wan probably wanted to give herself and Xiao Mobo a good reputation by donating porridge.

However, the number of refugees is huge. Even in the past two days, people from the Prime Minister's Mansion and Prince Duan's Mansion have been giving porridge. However, the root cause of the problem cannot be solved in the long run.

Although giving porridge is a good deed, it only goes in but cannot go out, and it cannot last long. It would be great if there was any way to provide food and water to the refugees while also bringing benefits to myself...

Su Xiang didn't think of such a good method for the time being. She took one last look at the refugees leaving and gave orders to Shopkeeper Xu.

"During this period, Liushang Qushuilou and Tiantianju have shortened their store opening hours and reduced material expenditures. If a homeless person comes to you for help, please help depending on the situation."

Shopkeeper Xu was stunned and nodded quickly.

After Su Xiang finished giving his instructions, he turned around and left with Gao Lan.

Shopkeeper Xu looked at Su Xiang's retreating figure and said with emotion: "I knew the lady was a kind-hearted person."

He had to tell Shopkeeper Chen quickly. Shopkeeper Chen was so anxious these days that his lips had blisters.

The next day, Su Xiang returned to Lingshan Residence.

Although the water flow here has gradually dried up, the villagers still have wells available, and they also have ice cellars and various supplies at home, so the villagers are not too melancholy.

They were so grateful to Su Xiang and thought she was really amazing.

Therefore, as soon as Su Xiang returned to Lingshan, many villagers came to express their thanks with various things and chattering.

"Miss Su, we are so grateful to you! If it weren't for the well you dug, we would have difficulty getting water."

"Yes, yes! We feel the same way. This is our opinion, please accept it."

Su wanted to refuse and refused to accept it, but the village chief took the lead and refused to agree. Neither did the villagers. Lin Xueman's disciples even stood guard at the door and refused to leave.

Su Xiang glanced at Lin Xuedan, but Lin Xuedan shrugged helplessly.

"Otherwise, just accept it."

In desperation, Su Xiang had no choice but to let Qingyun accept it.

There were all kinds of gifts sent by these villagers. Su Xiang took a casual look at them and his eyes widened in shock.

Did she read that correctly? ? That's... crayfish?

There are also crayfish in Cangguo? !

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