Bai Changkong stared at Gongyang Xu.

Gong Yangxu said slowly: "Such a natural disaster affects the entire Anping Prefecture, so disaster relief is naturally required."

"There's a little problem with the disaster relief."

"In terms of money and food, the loss is a little bit larger."

"During disaster relief, the efficiency is a little slower."

"The disaster relief lasted for more than a year from the first year of Jiayou to the second year of Jiayou. The plague spread and caused countless deaths and injuries. There were more than 87 million households in the household registration book, but by the fourth year of Jiayou, only more than 3,000 were left.

The ratio of casualties among male and female households per 10,000 households is probably higher than the loss of households."

Bai Changkong took a breath of cold air.

Gongyang Xu looked at Bai Changkong and said softly: "The new emperor has just ascended the throne. People's hearts are uncertain and the country is unstable. This matter should not be made too big to avoid uproar in the world. Therefore, this matter was finally handled quickly.

Very neat... Some of the officials responsible for the disaster relief were convicted by Dali Temple, exiled, and died of the plague along the way."

Bai Changkong was silent for a long time. He looked at Zhu Chong, hesitated for a while, and finally asked something that he knew he shouldn't ask.

However, he also vaguely felt that it might be better to ask this sentence now than to keep it in his heart.

If you want to board something like a pirate ship, you have to do it without hesitation. If you want to board it, why don't you just hand in a surrender certificate?

So, he asked.
Chapter completed!