Chapter 657: Success in Praying for Rain 3

The woman was skilled in her movements, and it was obviously not the first time she had given blood to a child.

It's just that she herself was severely dehydrated, and her fingers were so dry that only a layer of skin covered the bones, and she couldn't squeeze out a drop of blood.

Seeing that the woman was still trying to cut the arteries in her wrist with a knife, Song Zhao couldn't stand it any longer. She took out a water bag from Si Yu's wide sleeve, and she handed it to the woman with the last two sips of water left in it.

The woman didn't even have time to react, she snatched the water bag like a wolf and tiger, and put it into the child's mouth desperately.

After the child drank the water, his breathing, which was originally weak, suddenly rose and fell.

The woman held the child, crying and laughing.

Only then did she turn her head to look at Song Zhaosiyu, and said gratefully, "Thank you two benefactors for saving lives."

She touched the dry water bag and said in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I used up all your water..."

Song Zhao didn't care, and she asked the doubts in her heart, "I heard that the imperial court distributed a lot of relief food to Jingzhou? Why are you still in such distress?"

When the woman heard the words, there was a sad and angry expression on her face, "What's the use of the court's distribution of food? In the end, it didn't fall into the hands of those officials, so what's the matter with us poor people!"

Two refugees next to her were jealous that the woman got water from Song Zhaosiyu, and seeing that Song Zhaosiyu was not dressed like an ordinary person, they hurriedly embraced her.

"This gentleman and lady are from other places, right? You don't know, the governor of Jingzhou is very bad, oppressing our common people!

The food and water 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 catty of rice and a bucket of water!

Where we peasants can afford it, we are all bought by rich people! We can only go hungry! "

Song Zhao inquired a lot of useful information from the refugees, and distributed the remaining dry food with them.

The refugees who got the food devoured it with gratitude.

This scene was seen by the officers and soldiers on the city wall, they exchanged winks, and 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 in carriages pass by, and refugees chase after the carriages to beg for food, but they are ruthlessly driven away.

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

They picked a place by the window and ordered simple tea and light meals.

The two were handsome and beautiful, and they were well-dressed, and they were looked at and commented on by people passing by.

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

Song Zhao said quietly, "I'm suddenly not sure who is behind the scenes."

Si Yu nodded, "Me too."

Song Zhao raised his eyelids and leaned back, "You guessed that the mastermind behind the scenes is also the governor of Jingzhou."

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

"At first, we all thought that the mastermind behind the scenes joined forces with bandits to rob the relief money.

Being able to rob the disaster relief money openly shows that the bandits are very courageous.

But when we passed the town, those bandits were obviously timid and only dared to rob money, not their lives, which showed that they were afraid of making things big.

Facts have also proved that it is precisely because of the conservative way of robbery of those bandits that the local officials have let it go for so many years. "

Song Zhao looked at the scars outside, and said softly, "So, the bandits who killed the deputy postmaster and robbed the relief money are not the same group as the bandits who robbed the rich prince.

In fact, there is no such thing as a bandit at all. From the beginning to the end, it is just the mastermind behind the scenes who wants to plant the crime on the bandit. "