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Chapter 657

Successful Rain 3

The woman is proficient in movements, and it is obviously not the first time she has fed blood to her children.

But she herself was seriously deficient in water, and her fingers were dry and only a layer of skin wrapped around her bones, and she couldn't squeeze out a drop of blood.

Seeing that the woman wanted to cut the wrist artery with a knife, Song Zhao couldn't stand it. She took out the water bag from Si Yu's wide sleeve, and there were only two mouthfuls of water left inside. She handed it to the woman.

The woman didn't even have time to react. She grabbed the water bag like a wolf or a tiger and tried her best to put it into the child's mouth.

When the child drank water, his originally faint breathing instantly showed ups and downs.

The woman hugged the child, crying and laughing.

Then she turned to look at Song Zhaosiyu and said gratefully, "Thank you for your two benefactors' help."

She touched the shriveled water bag and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I've used up all your water..."

Song Zhao didn't care, and she asked her questions, "I heard that the court sent a lot of disaster relief food to Jingzhou? Why are you still so embarrassed?"

When the woman heard this, she showed a sad and angry expression on her face, "What's the use of the imperial court to distribute food? What was the end of the fall of those officials, so what was wrong with us poor people!"

Two refugees next to him were jealous of the woman who got water from Song Zhaosiyu. Seeing that Song Zhaosiyu was not wearing anything like an ordinary person, she hurriedly rushed over.

"This gentleman and the young lady came from another place, right? You don't know that the governor of Jingzhou is very bad and is trying to exploit our common people!

The food and water sources previously distributed by the imperial court were held in the hands of the governor and sold at a high price of ten taels of silver per pound of rice, a bucket of water and ten taels of silver!

Where can we farmers afford it? They are all bought by rich families! We can only go hungry!"

Song Zhao heard a lot of useful information from the refugees and distributed the remaining dry food to them.

The refugees who received the food were greedy and voracious.

This scene was seen by the officers and soldiers on the city wall, and they gave each other a wink, then went back to report the news.

Song Zhao and Si Yu went straight into the city.

The situation in the city is similar to that outside, and refugees can be seen everywhere.

Occasionally, wealthy businessmen who were riding in a carriage passed by, and refugees would chase the car for food, but were ruthlessly driven away.

Si Yu chose an inn with a good environment and took Song Zhao to dinner.

They chose a seat by the window and ordered simple and simple meals.

The two of them are handsome men and beautiful women, dressed up very well, and are being looked at and discussed by people passing by.

There were not many people in the inn, and they lowered their voices and spoke.

Song Zhao said quietly, "I'm suddenly not sure about the mastermind behind the scenes now."

Si Yu nodded, "So too."

Song Zhao raised his eyelids and leaned back, "The entourage behind the scenes you originally guessed is also the governor of Jingzhou."

Si Yu nodded, "Tell me about your analysis."

“At the beginning, we all thought it was the mastermind behind the scenes who joined forces with the bandits and robbed the disaster relief silver.

Being able to openly rob the disaster relief silver shows that the bandits are very brave.

But when we passed by the town, the bandits were obviously afraid of their hands and feet, and only dared to rob money and not death, which meant that they were afraid of making a big deal.

Facts have also proved that it is precisely because of the conservative way of robbing money that local officials have left it alone for so many years.”

Song Zhao looked at the wound outside and whispered, "So, the thieves who killed the deputy postman robbed the disaster relief silver were not the same as the bandits who robbed the prince of wealth.

In fact, there are no so-called bandits at all. From beginning to end, they are just behind the scenes who want to frame the bandits."
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