Xie Ming

Chapter 523: Chaos in the Porridge Shed
In the medicine shed, County Magistrate Xing had a theory and talked about the real situation in Changzhou, which made Xiao Lang look embarrassed.

He harbored a hidden resentment, thinking that a few days ago, he had asked the imperial physician in the palace to get this prescription for curing the epidemic, and the little emperor and the cabinet members also knew the details.

They didn't tell the truth about Changzhou, and let Xiao Lang stumble and lose face here.

I also don't know whether this is intentional on the part of those above me, or they really don't understand the actual situation below.

I am speechless. According to what the Changzhou County Government said, how can we save ourselves without food and silver?

As a last resort, Xiao Lang turned to Ma Weimin and asked what the Zhenjiang Prefecture had done to lead to the current situation in Changzhou!
"Old horse?!"

"The relief funds for disaster relief were transferred to Zhenjiang Prefecture by the imperial court a few days ago!"

"The relief grain disappeared without a trace. Could it be that this money was also taken away by someone?"

"Who on earth is behind this, you bastard?!"

"How much do you know?!"

"Why didn't you inform me in advance?!"

Xiao Duo was angry, but it was not entirely because he lost face in front of others. Mainly, he just couldn't understand why people under him dared to act so recklessly in such a disaster relief matter where the accounts were clearly stated.

If everything is like this, how long can this dynasty last? Thinking about this, I can't help but feel a chill down my spine. I really don't dare to think about it!

"Uh"

"Hi!"

"Brother!"

"It's not that I, Old Ma, don't say it, it's mainly."

"Alas, it's useless to ask about this matter!"

"Of course, I won't argue whether it's food or not! Ah!"

"But the disaster relief funds allocated by the national treasury have nothing to do with me!"

"Uh"

"If you really want to pick someone out."

"Then it's Mei Gongheng, the prefect of Zhenjiang. However, it takes more than one or two people to figure out this kind of thing."

"They're all connected with bristles!"

"you."

Ma Weimin was watching in a daze. Suddenly, he asked Xiao Lang to speak up. He was stunned and paused before speaking. After he finished speaking, he deliberately lowered his voice and looked very embarrassed.

Seeing his behavior, Xiao Lang was helpless for a moment. He could only give him a cold look and ignore him.

"Definitely!"

"If you don't want to say it, that's fine!" As he spoke, he glanced at the magistrate of Xing County again.

"What porridge stall did you just say the county magistrate was in?!"

"Where exactly is it? Show me the direction!" Xiao Xing asked.

Xing Huairong, who was watching the fun in a daze, suddenly saw Xiao Wei staring at him again. He shuddered and, in order to avoid bad luck, he followed Xiao Wei's gaze and pointed his finger towards the east without saying anything.

"Uh, well, over there!"

"Just turn the corner!"

The county magistrate was talking in a hurry. Xiao Lai heard it and sighed, then turned away from the medicine shed.

Just as they were waiting for one or two of them, Xiao, Yue and Changting walked forward and backward, but Ma Weimin deliberately stayed at the end, and with his hands behind his back, he took two steps forward and approached the side of Xing County Magistrate to speak quietly.

"Xing, Xing Huairong, ah, right!"

"Look at you. You've been working in the government for a long time!"

"Why are you so blind! You..."

"Here, here!" He put on airs and pointed his mouth towards Xiao's back.

"That gentleman is the newly promoted Duke Jingguo in the court!"

"In the palace, we call the emperor brothers!"

“There’s no difference between us!”

"You... you still..."

"Humph!"

“Oops.”

“You’re really good!”

As soon as Ma Weimin uttered these words, the county magistrate Xing, who was standing next to him, was immediately horrified!
The two legs were out of control and he slid down on the spot. Seeing this, Ma Weimin intervened and lifted the coward up!

"Hey!"

"Okay, okay!"

"It's something you can't figure out!"

"What are you still standing there for?!"

"Hurry up and arrange food and lodging for the Duke?!"

"Go, go!"

After he finished speaking, Ma Weimin patted the county magistrate on the shoulder, took a big step forward, and followed Xiao Xing and the other three.

Only Xing Huairong was left, with a look of fear and trepidation, collapsing on the ground.

"Ah! This, this"

"Ouch! How can you say that!"

"My stinky mouth!"

"No life!"

"There's really no life!"

Xing Huairong regretted what he had just done. He collapsed on the ground and slapped his hands. Not feeling satisfied, he slapped himself twice!
Come at 9:25 (9:30 am)!
Xiao reorganized his men at the alley in front of Yamen and headed towards the porridge shop on the street.

Before long, a porridge stand appeared in front of him at the corner of the street. The horse team stopped more than thirty steps away, and Xiao Jingchuan immediately looked over.

Looking ahead, a young man in an official robe was standing on a cart in front of the porridge stall, organizing the victims to receive porridge in order.

He has a stern look and is meticulous. I think he should be the current Changzhou County Magistrate, Yan Yingyuan!
To be honest, Xiao Lang was not completely unaware of this person's background.

I think it was two months ago, in early June, on the bank of the Yellow River, Xiao Jingchuan led his troops to seek a river crossing and head straight to Jinan. On the way to find a boat, they happened to meet an old friend from Beijing, who was running a breakfast stall. It was Yan Bo!

At that time, in order to thank this man for his effort in finding a boat, Xiao also made a promise and left a letter, saying that if the old man wanted to go south to look for his relatives and find his son Yan Yingyuan, he could come to the army with this letter of recommendation.

Xiao will definitely provide support to his son Yingyuan.

However, in the following two months, the situation changed. Xiao was in Shandong, fighting a war. Now, he returned to Beijing to report on his work and was given such an assignment. However, there was no news from Yan Bo's son Ying Yuan, and he did not come to surrender with a letter.

Xiao Lang had been traveling to many places recently, and with so many things on his hands, he had little time to pay attention and put this feeling out of his mind.

It was not until a few days ago, before leaving for Changzhou, that I asked the Central Office for details and learned his name, Yan Yingyuan, and then I thought of him again.

So this time he rushed to the county town. One of the reasons was that Xiao Lang also wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of person Yan Yingyuan was and whether he could be used in the future.

So, at this moment, Xiao led a group of horsemen and stopped at the street entrance. He did not drive forward directly, but watched from a distance to find out what the enemy was doing!
"Don't panic, everyone!"

"Get the porridge in order, there's still some left in the pot!"

"The old and the young are in the front, and they are all taken care of according to the rules and their roles!"

“No need to scramble!”

Yan Yingyuan, with a hoarse voice, was responsible for directing the operations.

Seeing that some strong men among the victims were fighting hard to get the front position, he quickly jumped down and called the police nearby to start dealing with them.

But after all, the yamen had limited staff and the victims were in trouble.

If this person is extremely hungry, he will just not care about anything!

So, if Yan Yingyuan wanted to interfere with the order again, he would rush into the crowd of rioters and move aside. There were only three or five yamen runners, and soon, in the crowd and chaos, his blue robe was torn.

Even the black hat on the head was not spared.

Not far away, Xiao Lang looked over and saw a few rough guys taking advantage of the chaos to do bad things, targeting him in the process of committing evil deeds.

"Hurry up and grab it, guys! Hurry up and get on with it!"

"What a shitty imperial court! They don't even treat us as human beings!"

"The porridge is so watery even after mixing it with bran!"

"This isn't the way to feed animals!"

"follow me!"

"First, grab those bags of food piled in the corner!"

"I'll rebel against him later!"

"on!"

"Fuck me!"

(End of this chapter)