Although the night is still light, it seems that there is a lot of haze in Jiading Mansion after the disaster.

There are many victims surrounding the temporary relief station on both sides of the city gate, and the soldiers in the shed are very busy.

“Well…”

The Hongniang stopped her horse after entering the city.

The knights behind her also followed Qiqi to pull the horse.

The Hongniang turned her head and looked at the refugees not far away from the relief station, dismounted and walked towards them.

In the vague fire, her purple official robe still looked quite eye-catching. In the court, only a considerable level of officials were of this color official robe.

In the entire Jiading Prefecture, only the prefect who can wear such official robes are also the deputy governor of Chengdu Prefecture Road.

The deputy governor of Chengdu Prefecture Road is the third rank or the third rank. As for the prefect of Jiading Prefecture, it is usually lower.

It has been so many years since Zhao Dongting changed his official title, and the people can recognize it. Immediately, many people saluted Hong Niang.

"Mr.

But the old customs are still there, and many people still bow down on their knees.

"Please get up."

The Hongniang stopped in front of the refugees and said with a smile.

She was not tall, so she took a slight cushion and looked into the relief station, and asked again: "Can everyone still eat enough?"

The refugees nodded and responded with gratitude, and heard gratitude endlessly.

Since the earthquake, the prefect has ordered people to build a relief station here, which prevents them from being frozen and hungry.

Often at such moments, we can feel the care of the court most.

The Hongniang said again: "If you have any more needs, you can tell me here. I will strive to make everyone have a new home as quickly as possible."

Most of the people who have moved to Jiading Mansion are people whose houses have been destroyed during the earthquake. If not, few people would be willing to leave their hometowns.

There was a choking sound in the crowd.

No one made a request.

They are really satisfied easily. At this moment, they are unwilling to cause trouble for Hong Niang.

Hong Niangzi knew it and smiled and said, "If everyone has any needs in the future, it's OK to tell the colleagues of the relief site."

As he said that, he looked up at the night scene, "I have some official documents to be processed, so I left first."

She hadn't returned to Jiading Mansion for several days. The tolerance in the government office reported that a lot of official documents had accumulated and had to be dealt with.

As the prefect of Jiading Prefecture, he manages all kinds of things within the Jiading Prefecture. Hong Niangzi didn’t just do the disaster relief matters.

Although being an official seems to be superior, he also shoulders responsibilities that ordinary people cannot imagine.

After saying that, seeing that no one was going to speak, Hong Madam nodded, turned around and headed to the government office.

"Mr. Prefect!"

And at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded in the crowd.

The Hongniang turned her head and her eyes fell on the face of the man who made a sound.

After all, she was also a martial arts monk. It was not difficult to capture this person, "Do you have something to say?"

The man looked about fifty years old and had a beard. Although he was a little embarrassed all over his body, he could tell that he was dressed quite well.

He looked at Hongmao, walked slowly to Hongmao's position a few meters away, and said, "I wonder if the prefect can speak with you?"

He obviously had some concerns.

The Hongniang frowned slightly.

The guard next to him said, "Sir, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Although there has not been any unpleasant things since Hong Niangzi came to Ren Jiading Mansion, I have to be on guard against it, especially at this special moment.

Her guard gate's responsibility is to protect her safety, and such suggestions make some sense.

But in the end, the Hongmao nodded gently to the man, then turned over and got off the horse, and walked down the pergola of the tea shop next to her.

The man followed.

When he arrived in the pergola, he whispered: "Caomin is a teacher from Zhangxi Village outside the city. He wants to sue the Sianzi Society to the prefect."

"Shan Chia?"

The Hongniang was slightly surprised, "What's wrong with Sian Chia?"

Then he frowned first.

She has been so busy all these days that she forgot about the Sang Chia Society. Now that she thinks, the Sang Chia Society shouldn't have done anything like this.

Sian Chia is a court institution that saves lives and helps the wounded. At this moment, without any movement, it is a dereliction of duty.

The teacher said: "The people who have sued Sang Chia for their own pockets and failed to perform their duties. Then the president of Sang Chia for fooling public opinion through newspapers."

"You can tell me more."

The Hongniang frowned even deeper. She vaguely realized that this Sian Chia, which she had overlooked, might have some problems.

The teacher looked around and continued to talk.

He talked about the rumor about the president of Sang Chia a few days ago, and said that after that, newspapers of all sizes suddenly changed their direction and beautified the president of Sang Chia.

Finally, he said: "The people of the grass think that there is no groundlessness. Since the city is spreading, there must be a reason. Moreover, it is true that Sian Chia has never given us suffering people since the disaster. The preface and after the newspapers are contradictory, and I am afraid that there is something strange about this. Please ask the prefect to observe it clearly."

This teacher is undoubtedly a sensible person. He is one of the few sensible people in Jiading Mansion.

The Hongniang instantly knew the profound meaning he wanted to express, and nodded gently and whispered: "I will send someone to investigate."

If, as the teacher said, the Sian Chia would be very muddy. Moreover, it would inevitably involve the Media Management Department and other departments.

As the prefect of Jiading Prefecture, Hong Niangzi was not all the officials. She didn't even know many of the chief officials, and she felt quite heavy at this moment.

If there are really big problems with Sian Chia, it is your own negligence. This is called inattention.

"Okay, I will discuss and implement these measures you have proposed."

After saying that, Hong Madam said this on purpose. Then she stood up and walked towards her horse.

This is of course to protect this teacher.

Back to the government office.

The Hong Madam didn't even bother to see her children, so she went to the study room. As soon as she sat down, she said to the guards: "Go and invite He Shaoyin."

Then he lowered his head to review the official documents.

If she was not a martial arts practitioner, such a workload would probably crush her body.

About two quarters of an hour passed, and He Shaoyin arrived. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, quite elegant, "Mr. Prefecture."

He bowed to Hong Madam at the door with a smile on his face.

There are two young Yins in Jiading Mansion, who are the deputy of Hong Niangzi. He Shaoyin has served in Jiading Mansion for more than ten years.

In Jiading Prefecture, he was of course deeply rooted. He had a bit of reputation in the past.
Chapter completed!