One is iron-blooded, the other is vicious.
Even Shen Xihe became curious after hearing what Xiao Huayong said. He wanted to see who would win if the two of them fought.
With this thought, Shen Xihe suppressed his thoughts and didn't let himself be led astray by Xiao Huayong, a mean man: "You pinned the blame on Prince Xin for those heads."
Since Xiao Huayong had such an idea, he would definitely not do nothing.
"Is it so easy to frame the fifth brother? The eighth brother is not so easy to fool either." Xiao Huayong embraced Shen Xihe and rode leisurely on horseback in the drizzling rain. "It is not advisable to use a little trick to make them all fall into the trap."
Both Xiao Changqing and Xiao Changyan are meticulous and calculating people, not the kind of people who can be shaken or swayed by a few words.
Wei Bu Kan nodded, and Shen Xihe asked again: "Where are we going?"
"The weather is not good, and I can't travel with Youyou." Xiao Huayong sighed, with a tone of regret, "Youyou cares about the people, so we will walk along the way and do our best to help the people."
Naturally, they had to go to Wendeng County. Since the large army was hindered by Xiao Changyan, the journey would inevitably be hindered. They also had the time to take a closer look at the people's conditions. They only needed to meet up with Xiao Changqing and others outside Wendeng County.
After walking for about half an hour, they passed by a Taoist temple. The temple looked shabby from the outside, but when they entered, they found that the only house that had not collapsed had obviously been cleaned. Xiao Huayong took out a package from behind a tilted stone statue, and took out several clothes from the package, all of which were lapel robes made of ordinary materials. He found one that belonged to Shen Xihe and handed it to her.
The two of them changed their clothes in the Taoist temple. Xiao Huayong also took out some dressing items and redressed him and Shen Xihe. The two of them looked completely changed. Then they put on their straw raincoats and bamboo hats again and rode into the first town.
The town is not small, but the streets are deserted, with almost no one to be seen. The rain is not heavy, but the water flowing from high places to low places on the ground is as turbulent as a rushing river.
Many dilapidated courtyards showed signs of collapse, and the inns and restaurants were all closed. I walked around most of the town before I found a restaurant with its door half open and a waiter dozing off.
Although I was warmly welcomed in, the food was ridiculously expensive. In the prosperous Kyoto, a steamed bun only cost one cent, but now a steamed bun in a restaurant costs two cents. The price of other dishes is more than five or six times higher than that in Kyoto. However, the accommodation is not much more expensive.
"Don't be upset, customers. Food is really precious. I'm the only restaurant open in the whole town. Everyone else's doors are closed. No matter how much food they have, they have to hide it. Who knows how long this rain will last?" The owner of the restaurant apologized with a worried look on his face. "I didn't want to open the door to do business. If it weren't for the government's order... Oh!"
All the unfinished words are hidden in a deep sigh.
"The government forces us to operate the business?" Shen Xihe asked.
"Madam, you don't know that the government has sent people to various villages every day to investigate the flood situation and rescue the people. We can't let these officials starve, otherwise it will delay the transmission of information and rescue of the people. Wouldn't it be a big sin? King Jing ordered that restaurants in each town draw lots, and one must open. I'm unlucky..." The owner of the restaurant smiled bitterly, "King Jing allows us to do business at a high price."