Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

People in dilapidated clothes can be seen everywhere on the depressed streets washed by the yellow muddy water. Young people pushing carts, old people and children sitting on them, their faces are all ruthlessly devastated by this merciless natural disaster.

Looking at this miserable scene, Bai Chen couldn't help taking a deep breath, touched the not heavy kit in his arms, and shook his head helplessly.

Although the coil he brought was much richer than ordinary people's homes, it would pale in comparison to the hundreds of thousands of people in Yongzhou who wanted to help them.

Didn't these six princes come here long ago for disaster relief, why is it still such a scene?

Just as Bai Chen's heart was filled with doubts, the two women in the way were still talking with respect.

"The mother of the Tuwa, how come these six princes are so good, he, who is the prince, actually helped us build the pigsty, which made us smell like pig dung."

"Isn't it? Where did he do this kind of rough work, I told Zhang Zhuzi and asked him to stop your Highness, but Zhang Zhuzi couldn't stop him if he had to do it himself."

"Oh, since the temple came to Yongzhou, he has been helping us from house to house, and he has brought so many imperial guards. He is busy in the farmland all day. If such a prince can become the dragon in the future, then we common people My days are much more comfortable."

"Hush! Keep your voice down, you can't just say this casually!"

"Look, I forgot with emotion, I made a wrong mouth, hehe, fortunately you reminded me."

"Go away."

...

Hearing the conversation between the two women, Bai Chen's calm eyes were slightly startled.

Shouldn’t we really come to disaster relief, shouldn’t we make money, formulate disaster relief strategies, and then hire a lot of manpower to rebuild homes for the people and reorganize Yongzhou?

He said it so nicely by himself, but if he put it plainly, wouldn't it mean he can't afford to spend more and earn a good name, so he would rather take off his pants and fart and spend the second time?

"Oh, it really is Chen Xun!"

With a hook at the corner of his mouth, Bai Chen couldn't help but sigh, and continued to walk forward.

Such a black-clothed swordsman walks on the slippery street. Every step he takes, his shoes are not stained with muddy water. Anyone who is willing to look at him will be able to see his extraordinary.

For the people, they are really powerless in the face of natural disasters and can only rely on the royal family and the relief of the rivers and lakes. Among the rivers and lakes, the decent sects have now sent rescue teams to Yongzhou to start work, especially the Sword Sect of the Clouds. The cost is much more than that of Prince Chen Xun.

It’s a pity that the prince Chen Xun would play, and he was busy on the front line all day long, and the people he helped were also the big-mouthed people among the people of Yongzhou. These people received the favor of the prince, and then they would take care of it. Bring it, add wind and rain, and spread higher prestige, that is just a matter of minutes.

Therefore, until now, the imperial family's efforts have been concentrated on the Lin Jiajun who was fighting the flood on the front line, but the good name has all fallen into the hands of Prince Chen Xun.

Walking through streets of different sizes, a few stern and miserable howls came from the crowd in a circle.

Hearing the man's cry, Bai Chen frowned slightly, quickly passed through the crowd and came to the person.

In the middle of the crowd, a swollen middle-aged man, wrapped in muddy rags, sat on the ground and wailed pitifully: "Daddy, I'm sorry, you raised me, but I can't protect you. In your old age, I am ashamed of you!"

The man looked up to the sky and cried, saying that he should not respond every day, and that the ground is not working well. Everyone looked at him sympathetically, but no one could stand up and help him.

People have compassion, but how can they face natural disasters, these people are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they still have the ability to help others?

Facing this man's cry, Bai Chen stepped on the sole of his foot and stepped out of the crowd: "Hey, don't cry anymore, you can tell me what's the matter."

"Woo..." The man wiped his old tears from his sleeve and raised his head in a daze. After seeing the young boy in front of him, his desperate eyes surged with expectation, and he plunged his head into the mud on the ground. Splashing: "Shao Xia, you are a quack, please, save my dad!"

Since he stood up at this time, Bai Chen intended to help him, but seeing a man so embarrassed, he still couldn't tell.

Just as he was about to get the man to stand up and speak, Bai Chen just made a move, and a young girl walked out of the crowd next to him. He helped the man up first, and then his beautiful eyes swept towards Bai Chen with a look of contempt: "You If you want to help, you can help, if you don’t, you can go back. Did you come out to lie to someone kneeling to you?

"Fuck!"

After being beaten up by the girl, Bai Chen suddenly became angry, but when he saw the woman in the little cotton robe clearly, his face suddenly calmed down: "Is it you?"

The person in front of him was the same Zhou Qing'er he had met in the outskirts of Yingzhou!

"I don't know you!" Zhou Qing'er obviously hasn't cared about what happened before, because she saw what shouldn't be seen, and Bai Chen's body was born different from a mortal, and his aura was extremely shocking, so Zhou Qing'er was on the road every night every night. Will be awakened by nightmares.

She also didn't expect that she would bump into this terrifying guy again today, so facing Bai Chen, she chose to ignore it. Instead, she looked at the middle-aged man with worry and asked softly: "Uncle, you Don’t get excited, say something slowly, maybe I can help you."

"Really?" I didn't expect that the ordinary girl in front of me was still a living Bodhisattva. The man immediately hugged her respectfully and said: "My name is Zhang Dazhu, and I depend on my father for life. I rely on raising pigs on weekdays. However, this time there was a sudden flood in the Huai River. The pigsty at home was washed down and the pigs were also missing. In a hurry, my father couldn’t get sick, so I had to come to the drugstore to ask for medicine for him. But the medicinal materials in this pharmacy are more than ten times higher than usual, and the doctor's consultation fee in their pharmacy has become extremely expensive. You said I have so much money to pay for the doctor and buy the medicine!"

"what!"

Unexpectedly, Bai Chen and Zhou Qinger's expressions sank.

Staring at Zhang Dazhu, Zhou Qing'er said with a cold face: "It is the bounden duty of being a healer to save the world and save people! They are taking advantage of the natural disaster to extract the people's livelihood. Is their conscience eaten by dogs!"

Although Zhou Qing'er was a little unreasonable to make trouble, Bai Chen's performance at the moment, including her aggressive momentum, made Bai Chen silently appreciated.

However, under Zhou Qing'er's abuse, a man wearing a gorgeous white robe walked aggressively from the medicine shop on the side. Seeing this person, all the onlookers were anxious backwards. Back, looking at the white robe man's eyes, full of fear and awe.

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