The deposed empress married a prince, and the dog emperor wept with regret!

Chapter 227 Disaster Relief Regulations

This is like having a pillow delivered to someone just when they're about to fall asleep—and it's exactly the kind of pillow they need! The kind that's perfectly obedient!

The cabinet ministers read the regulations carefully several times. "Your Majesty," they said, "the regulations are very comprehensive. They have considered all the necessary aspects."

"We can follow the procedures exactly as outlined and make arrangements as quickly as possible to maximize the rescue efforts!"

Compared to the ecstatic joy of the other elders, Yuwen Wuji's expression was not so pleasant.

Firstly, he had vomited blood a few days ago, and the imperial physician said that his spleen and stomach were not good. He had been eating a light diet for the past few days, and he looked like he hadn't eaten enough and was barely breathing.

Secondly, what does this "Mr. Jiju" mean? He asked his subordinates to draft a disaster relief plan, but before they had even finished, he had already made the plan public, attempting to use public pressure to force the court to implement the relief measures according to his plan.

If he wanted to save the world, his actions had already challenged the authority of the emperor!

He did what a high-ranking official in the imperial court should do. Was he demonstrating that the imperial court was incompetent?

Or is there a "mini-court" behind him?

"Since the Grand Secretaries believe there are no problems with this plan, let's do it this way for now. Let the six ministries cooperate to stabilize the disaster situation in Yunzhou!"

Even though Yunzhou was in the southern border, he was still worried. What if the disaster situation in Yunzhou didn't stabilize, and the Prince of Yan took the opportunity to rebel?

No, he won't. There's a drought in the south right now, and the Prince of Yan must be facing water and food shortages too. He wouldn't rebel at this time!

After the senior officials withdrew, Li Wei came in and reported: "Your Majesty, there has been no news of Chu Wei for a long time."

Yuwen Wuji's face turned even paler. Chu Wei was his confidant. He had only sent him to kill the child in Song Yaozhu's womb. How could something have happened to her!

Xie Liwei was indeed hiding his true abilities!

The Xie family harbors malicious intentions!

However, he lacked sufficient evidence to prove this, and openly disposed of the Xie family.

He rubbed his forehead, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of things to do.

When the thought flashed through his mind, he immediately shook his head to banish it.

He's so young, in the prime of his life, how could he feel that he's not up to the task!

"Have someone search for Chu Wei's whereabouts and find out where he was last seen. Also, have someone investigate who this 'Master Jiju' really is!"

If someone can be used by him, he doesn't mind sparing their life; otherwise, he has no choice but to kill them.

After all, one person can do the work of a group of people, so it's really not worth keeping them around.

Meanwhile, Bai Sanyuan led a group of hired men south. They had a dozen or so carriages, all of which were empty until they reached Gongzhou, which was next to Yunzhou. They filled them with water and headed towards Yunzhou. The weight of the carriages changed.

The weather was hot, and everyone was driving oxcarts to Yunzhou. Although their employer had paid them a lot of money, they still felt that their employer was crazy.

Selling water?

Selling water in bamboo tubes?

Unheard of!

Do we even need to buy water?

But the closer they got to Yunzhou, the more apprehensive they became. The trees and shrubs along the way thinned out, the sun grew stronger, and life became increasingly scarce. The cracked earth resembled torn cloth, revealing black fissures that looked like worms crawling on the ground.

"My God, what happened to Yunzhou?"

A group of people stood at the foot of Yunzhou City, looking up at the city's sign, silent.

The city gates were tightly shut, the sun was blazing overhead, and the city in front of us was like an empty city, without a sound.

"Let's set up a stall," Bai Sanyuan said, and only then did the others seem to realize what was happening, taking out the signs they had never used before.

The signboard simply says two words—"Selling Water!"

concise.

A dozen or so people squatted in the shade below the city walls, thinking that the employer must be out of his mind. Would he even buy water? There wasn't a single person, let alone a bird!

But soon, a voice came from above.

"Hey you guys! How much for the water!"

Everyone looked up and saw a lowly soldier whose voice was hoarse, as if he had been thirsty for a long time.

"Two bamboo tubes for one coin!" Bai Sanyuan shouted to him, looking up.

The other person's head disappeared, and after a while, a basket tied with a rope was lowered down, containing two coins.

Bai Sanyuan took the money and put five bamboo tubes, each about the length of a forearm, into the basket.

He thought, "This is the first order, so let's make it a great start, I'll give one away!"

"Give us back our bamboo tubes!" They can still be used after washing; they were exhausted from cutting the bamboo.

The gatekeeper upstairs hadn't had water for a long time. His body was extremely dehydrated, his lips were cracked, and the scabs on the wounds were white and the edges were curled up because the wounds had been repeatedly reopened.

Upon receiving the bamboo tube, he eagerly opened it and poured the water into his mouth.

The sweet water, carrying the astringent taste of bamboo, filled his lungs. This was the happiest day of his life in over a month!

His colleagues, who had been slumped in the shadows, suddenly burst with boundless strength as they saw that he had actually drunk water, and crawled toward him!

water!

It's water!

Soon, the news reached the officer's ears. Upon hearing that the men had been given water, the strong and powerful officer's eyes lit up, and he led a few men who still had the strength to open the city gate.

"Can we open the city gates? If the prefect finds out, we'll be in big trouble, won't we?" someone asked cautiously.

"Who cares! I want water!" The city has been closed for so long that the people who could have escaped didn't get out. They either died of illness or thirst. Most of those who are still alive don't have the stamina to do what they have now.

Even if the city gates are opened, they can't escape.

The soldier licked his aching lips and hurried to open the city gate. He wanted water too!

Seeing that the city gates were open, Bai Sanyuan thought he might be able to make a fortune today. Just as he got up, he heard the officer give an order to surround them.

"Selling water? Ha! Unheard of! Take these people down!"

After saying that, he walked straight to the oxcart, picked up a water jar, peeled off the oil paper on it, and gulped down the water. He didn't stop until the jar was empty and his stomach was swollen like a ball.

"Hiccup~" He let out a satisfied burp, watching the soldiers around him with their Adam's apples bobbing; they were practically drooling!

"General, what do you mean by this? We've come all this way without any checks or questions, and you just come up here to rob our goods without paying us any money. Are you an official or a bandit?" Bai Sanyuan said with a forced smile.

"Why waste my breath on you? All this water is mine!" The officer smirked. Yunzhou City was in such a mess, why was he talking about law?

"Put away your knives, and I guarantee I'll sell water here every day. If you arrest me, do you think this person will give you water?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.