The county magistrate did not dare to allow these victims to enter the city, so they could only set up shacks and porridge shacks outside the city to accommodate and provide relief to the people fleeing from Lingzhou.

It's just that the grain from the autumn harvest has been delivered long ago, and the grain warehouses are empty, but there is an endless stream of victims coming from afar.

A drop in the bucket.

In the county government office, Yunbi County Magistrate Deng Qi, who was wearing official uniform, was so anxious that he could not sit still. He paced back and forth for a while, then sat down to drink tea. Halfway through, he sighed deeply and threw the teacup on the table.

At this time, the staff member who was taking pictures to raise food suddenly ran in. The county magistrate immediately stood up and asked.

"how?"

The master shook his head.

Magistrate Deng's eyes widened: "Where are the big businesses in the county, the grain merchants and rice shops? They are all unwilling to come forward?"

The master spread his hands and said: "Everyone has refused, and there is no food left! A few of them brought some silver and rice, but the quantity is too small, and it is of no use!"

"Mainly the Lin family and the Sun family. These two families are both big grain merchants. They are unwilling to stand up. How can others dare to speak out."

Although Magistrate Deng was full of anger, he also knew that this kind of thing could not be forced.

After sitting down, my mouth felt dry again, and I couldn't help but take a sip of the already cold tea: "Has the disaster been reported?"

"It has been reported, but the imperial court will not be able to send relief food in a short while, and most of the time, the states and counties will still have to provide disaster relief on their own."

The master is obviously an old official, and he has a clear understanding of the procedures of the Zhou Dynasty.

He couldn't help but admonish: "Talk about this kind of thing, it has nothing to do with our Yunbi County."

"The more you do, the more you will make mistakes; the less you do, the less you will make mistakes!"

Magistrate Deng slapped the table: "This county can't just watch these victims starve to death at the foot of the city wall, right?"

The master is older and has seen a lot of things. Naturally, he is not as energetic as County Magistrate Deng, who has just become an official: "Natural disasters and droughts cannot be undone by human power."

Magistrate Deng thought for a moment and suddenly remembered someone.

"I heard that Mr. Lin is a philanthropic, filial and benevolent man. Maybe we can open a gap with him and let the big families in the county come forward to provide disaster relief. We just need to wait until this period is over and wait until the court's disaster relief documents are issued."

The master nodded: "This is a solution. I will invite Mr. Lin to come to the county government now."

Not long after, a young man in brocade clothes entered the county government office. He was the same man who was almost deceived by Master Wutong on the street.

The conversation within the county government was very lively, and in the end, County Magistrate Deng even personally sent Mr. Lin out.

"I'll leave everything to Mr. Lin."

"Don't worry, Deng County. You will advise my father when you return home later. This is also a matter of benefit to the country and the people. There is no reason not to follow it."

But when he got home, Mr. Lin was sprayed with blood by his father.

Lin Youcai, who was luxuriously dressed and wearing a hat and a big belly, stood up and pointed at his son's face and cursed, spitting on his face: "Don't you feel bad for selling my land? Do you know what the food supply is like now?"

"With this natural disaster, our Lin family will have to increase its value at least several times, and then we will have to harvest a lot of land. Now I need you to come back with me and gain a meritorious status. Then our Lin family will be truly prosperous."

"Where is the time to care about those irrelevant people?"

Mr. Lin stepped forward and said, "My reputation has been ruined. Even if my son gets the honors, how can he have the dignity to be an official in the future?"

Lin Youcai's eyes widened: "Why do you have a bad reputation? Didn't I provide disaster relief? Didn't I provide food?"

"I clearly asked my servants to pick out all the food in our kitchen. Not a grain is left. Not a grain is left. What else do you want?"

Mr. Lin pointed out directly: "Don't we still have a lot of food in the warehouse?"

Lin Youcai immediately jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Don't even think about it, I, Lin Youcai, have no food, no food."

The fat rich man shouted with a high voice, as if he was afraid that no one outside could hear him.

Mr. Lin said angrily: "I think it's not that you have no food, but that you have no conscience."

"You little beast, let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

He got angry and the hall was in chaos.

In the Sun family, another large family in the city, the head of the family is a young man with a somewhat pale complexion.

At this moment, Master Wutong in Taoist robes was sitting in front of the head of the Sun family.

Master Wutong convinced the head of the Sun family to believe in him through a few special red pills and a few so-called magical powers.

"As long as you are willing to transport all this food to Anle Temple and convert to the God of Anle in the future, I guarantee that there will never be another Lin family in Yunbi County from now on."

"And as long as you worship the God of Anle, your illness will naturally be cured. From then on, you will even have good fortune and a long heir."

"Ahem!" I heard the head of the Sun family say impatiently.

"I promised!"

Master Wutong narrowed his eyes and almost stood up and chanted a Buddhist chant. After struggling for a long time, he shook off the dust and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will be able to see what you want."

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At night, Lin Mansion.

Mr. Lin had a quarrel with Mr. Lin during the day and was now confined to his home. At night he was still thinking about how to persuade his father, so he fell asleep in his thoughts.

But not long after, Mr. Lin suddenly felt that there seemed to be light coming from outside. It was obviously night, but outside the paper window, it was all white.

Mr. Lin was confused. When he opened the door and took a look, he was stunned.

The entire Lin Mansion has turned into a land shrouded in clouds and mountains.

The fog was thick and it was unknown how deep it was. Mr. Lin was groping forward in it, but he couldn't see any other people.

"How is this going?"

"anyone there?"

"father?"

"housekeeper?"

No one responded.

At this moment, above the head, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the fairy light fell.

I saw a god-man sitting cross-legged on the cloud.

"Lin Zhiya!"

When he looked up, the man of God was calling his name in the clouds.

This scene made Lin Zhiya's eyes go straight.

"He is actually a god."

"Mortal Lin Zhiya pays homage to the gods."

Lin Zhiya was at a loss for a while, then immediately knelt on the ground and shouted repeatedly.

When I read books on weekdays, I always thought about what would happen if I met an immortal. It was not until I met the immortal that I realized that I was not that courageous, and my heart was full of horror and fear.

The gods called him to come up, and he actually stepped on the clouds and was above the clouds.

Looking down from a high altitude, everything in the field of vision becomes so small, as if thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are under your feet.

Such a sight dispelled the fear in Lin Zhiya's heart and aroused his excitement and joy. He followed the immortal flying above the clouds, looking left and right. He could never see his hometown so clearly in the past.

"Can I borrow some of the food from your house?" At this moment, the cloud floated over a warehouse, and the immortal suddenly stopped and asked.

"Immortal, feel free to use it." Lin Zhiya said immediately.

The skylight opened, the clouds and moonlight fell, and the rice in the granary fell into the clouds like a dragon sucking water.

The mighty and endless flow.

This scene made Lin Zhiya's eyes light up, and he felt that everything he saw tonight was better than anything he had seen before, and it had broadened his horizons by an unknown amount.

After a tour, the immortal collected rice from several places before riding the clouds back and stopping at the Lin Mansion.

The immortal took out an elixir with a glowing halo from his sleeve. Just taking a sip of the fragrance made Lin Zhiya feel as if his eyes were clear and bright, and he knew it was not a mortal thing.

"This elixir is called the Living Death elixir. It can resurrect the flesh and white bones of dead people. It can be dissolved in water and can also detoxify hundreds of poisons."

"You can take it back, it will be of use to you."

Mr. Lin took the elixir, but he didn't know the immortal's meaning.

The heavy fog dissipated and the wind blew, Lin Zhiya's body trembled, and then he found himself standing in the yard wearing single clothes.

In his hand, he held a jade-like elixir.
Chapter completed!