Yun Cheng said, "Many parts of Sui Nan have been hit by severe floods. The situation is dire. Lord Xu must be worried about sparking civil unrest, which is why he rushed to the Capital City."
Shen Yanchuan looked up. "Has it really gotten that bad?"
When he left Changzhou, many had been displaced by the disaster, but the situation was still largely under control.
He had gone straight to the palace for an audience with the Emperor the day he returned to the Capital City. The relief funds and grain should have been dispatched by now. But not only has the situation failed to improve, it's actually gotten worse?
Yun Cheng paused for a moment before saying, "According to reliable sources, the granary in Changzhou caught fire. All the relief grain that was sent was burned to a crisp overnight."
Shen Yanchuan's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashing within them.
"A fire? Of all places, the relief granary. And of all times, now?"
Yun Cheng lowered his head. "Yes."
