Linze City.

East Street.

Luo Xingchen smelled a fishy smell and couldn't help frowning.

"The people on East Street are having a hard time."

Wherever Luo Xingchen saw it, there were all people in ragged clothes. Many of the people walking around were very thin, with dark and dull skin, and their eyes were numb and lifeless.

"It's already a good time. At least they can still survive. Young master, you don't know. Outside the city, a sandstorm not only destroyed countless crops, but also brought a great plague. That is called hell on earth." Mo.

There was a hint of coldness in An Bai's eyes.

"There are floods and plagues in the south. My hometown, Qing'an County, is among the disaster-stricken areas, but there are people in the south providing relief, and the situation is much better."

Luo Xingchen also recently received a letter from his hometown. Days of heavy rains have caused the water levels in rivers and lakes to rise, leading to floods that are rare in a century.

This is a natural disaster and manpower is unavoidable. We can only do our best to provide disaster relief.

Even with the good conditions in the south, huge losses were still caused, and some people drowned in the water.

But here in the north, the powerful people are even more ruthless, and corrupt officials are rampant in the court. Under such circumstances, it is conceivable to live in hell outside.

"Isn't the imperial court providing disaster relief? Why haven't I seen any movement after entering Linze City for so long? The people in the city don't seem to be hungry or cold." Luo Xingchen said.

"Young Master, the court should have sent letters to the capital. What will follow is probably tax reductions, food adjustments, disaster relief, etc. But tax reductions are naturally beneficial to the adults. Ordinary people will only be

The exploitation is even more fierce."

Mo Anbai made a gesture.

"From the Nu family's point of view, the imperial court needs to kill a group of corrupt officials, because they are afraid that... the emperor is on the same side as them."

"How can the emperor and them be in the same group?"

"Think about it, this country belongs to the emperor, it is you who corrupts officials and enriches himself, and it is the country that is destroyed. The emperor would be complicit in the people who destroyed his country? It doesn't make sense." Luo Xingchen said.

"Young master is right, it's the slave family who wants to cause trouble... However, the emperor may be deceived by others. Those corrupt officials can pretend to be honest. They pretend to be more upright officials than anyone else. The world is so big and there are so many officials. Your Majesty

How can we fully understand the conduct of officials in the world by just looking at the memorials?" Mo Anbai sighed.

"So it's not possible to rely on the emperor alone. We still need to improve the system and maintain a high-pressure posture to curb corruption."

Luo Xingchen said slowly: "Lin Zecheng has a big problem, but I don't have enough time, so I can only deal with the immediate matters first."

For now, Luo Xingchen can only deal with Yang's business first. As for the Linzecheng court, although he has the status of an imperial envoy on inspection, he is not familiar with the place and it is impossible to figure out the details of Linzecheng's officialdom in just a few days.

Condition.

He is not a god and cannot be omniscient and omnipotent.

"The slave family is too eager for quick success." Mo Anbai sighed quietly.

"I can't blame you. You are from Linzecheng. You must have seen many dirty things in Linzecheng. It is reasonable to want to solve it quickly."

"Eat the food one bite at a time, and do one thing after another... Let's find the beggar first."

Luo Xingchen said slowly.

Mo Anbai then quickened his pace.

She is very familiar with East Street and can navigate all the winding streets.

Along the way, Luo Xingchen got to see how the poor people in the city lived.

These people have no land, cannot farm, fish or hunt, and can only do some help work.

If the family had strong laborers and worked efficiently, life would be easier.

Those whose family workers died due to accidents will have a sad life...

Luo Xingchen had seen those dirty little girls with his own eyes. The little boys gathered around them, stretched out their small black hands, and stared at him with numb eyes.

He originally wanted to give some money, but he had no choice. He didn't have any copper coins on hand. His behavior was stopped by Mo Anbai.

"Sir, you are harming them by giving them money. Believe it or not, as long as the money is in the hands of any child, that child will not survive for an hour!" Mo Anbai said firmly.

"How are you sure?"

"That's because the Nu family was once one of them, the one who was almost killed." A trace of sadness flashed in Mo Anbai's eyes.

"You were on East Street when you were a child?" Luo Xingchen asked in surprise.

"Yes, the slave's parents are Yusi. Both his parents are dead. Even now, we still don't know the truth."

Mo Anbai suddenly stopped, pointed to a dilapidated courtyard in front of him and said, "That's my home."

"There's someone inside!"

Mo Anbai suddenly discovered that the door lock was missing, and her eyes immediately narrowed.

She did not go forward, but swayed and climbed over the short earth wall. Soon she heard a ghost crying and howling inside.

"Oh, the little ones don't dare anymore. The heroine has given out too many."

With a bang, the door was kicked open from the inside.

Mo Anbai pursed his lips, with a look of evil on his face, and dragged a man out. He didn't let go until the man was dragged out of the courtyard.

"Is this the place you should stay?" Mo Anbai said with a layer of frost covering his face.

"Woman, please go around the little one. The little one has an eighty-year-old mother on top and a baby waiting to be fed. How pitiful." The black-faced man lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face, and he cried with emotion.

"Okay, Chen Laoer, your crying is so fake that I can't stand it anymore." Mo Anbai said lightly.

"How does the heroine know my little one's name?"

Chen Laoer's tears didn't stop, but he raised his head and glanced at Mo Anbai.

After he was caught before, he didn't dare to look at Mo Anbai's face.

But now when he looked at it, Chen Laoer found that this girl looked more and more familiar to her.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

This house belongs to her family, and this woman...could it be?

"Boss Bai?" Chen Laoer couldn't help but screamed.

"You finally remembered. Stand up and stop lying on the ground." Mo Anbai frowned and said.

"It's Boss Bai? Oh my god, how is this possible? Am I dreaming?"

Chen Laoer couldn't help but pinch his thigh and shivered in pain.

"Oh, it's really not a dream."

Chen Laoer's lips trembled, and he stood up, but he stooped out of habit and did not dare to approach Mo Anbai.

"Chen Laoer, stop guessing. Let me ask you, why are you staying in my house? It's not like you don't have a house."

Mo Anbai frowned slightly.

"Boss Bai, our house should have collapsed due to the heavy snowfall a while ago. We really have no place to live, so we were looking for a place to stay and came up with this." Chen Laoer accompanied him with a smile.
Chapter completed!