Chapter 510: Beat Him Up

On the depressed streets washed by the yellow mud water, people in torn clothes can be seen everywhere. Young people push carts, and the elderly and children sit on them. Their faces are all stained by this ruthless natural disaster.

Looking at this miserable scene, Bai Chen couldn't help but take a deep breath, touched the light bag in his arms, and shook his head helplessly.

Although the money he brings is much richer than ordinary people's families, if he wants to help hundreds of thousands of people in Yongzhou, it pales in comparison.

Haven't the Sixth Prince come here to provide disaster relief a long time ago? Why is it still like this?

Just when doubts arose in Bai Chen's mind, two women passing by were still talking with respect.

"Damn Tuwa, why do you think His Highness the Sixth Prince is so nice? Even though he is a prince, he actually helped us build a pig pen, making his whole body smell like pig manure."

"Isn't that right? He has never done such rough work. Zhang Zhuzhu and I told him to stop His Highness, but His Highness insists on doing it himself, and Zhang Zhuzhu can't stop him."

"Well, since His Highness came to Yongzhou, he has been helping us work from house to house, and he has brought so many royal guards with him, who are busy in the farmland all day long. If such a prince can ascend to the dragon throne in the future, then what will happen to us common people? Life will be much more comfortable."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, you can't say this casually!"

"Look, I forgot with emotion and said the wrong thing. Hehe, luckily you reminded me."

"Let's go."

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Hearing the conversation between the two women, Bai Chen's calm eyes were slightly startled.

To truly provide disaster relief, shouldn't we raise funds, formulate disaster relief strategies, and then hire a large number of manpower to rebuild people's homes and reorganize Yongzhou?

It sounds nice that he does it himself, but if you put it plainly, isn't it because he doesn't want to spend more money and wants to earn a good reputation, so he would rather take off his pants and fart and waste the trouble twice?

"Oh, it is indeed Chen Xun!"

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Bai Chen couldn't help but sigh, and continued to walk forward.

Such a swordsman in black walked on the slippery street, but his shoes were not stained with any mud and water every step he took. Anyone who was interested could tell his extraordinary qualities just by taking a casual look.

For the common people, they are really powerless in the face of natural disasters and can only rely on the royal family and the rivers and lakes for relief. Among the rivers and lakes, well-known and decent sects have now sent rescue teams to Yongzhou to start work, especially the Yunxiao Sword Sect. He has paid much more than Prince Chen Xun.

It's a pity that Prince Chen Xun is good at playing. He is busy on the front line all day long, and the people he helps are also the loudest people among the people of Yongzhou. These people have received the favor of the prince and then let this matter go unchecked. Take it, add wind and rain, and spread a higher prestige, it is only a matter of minutes.

Therefore, until now, the royal family's efforts are concentrated on the Lin family army who are fighting floods on the front line, but the good reputation has all fallen into the hands of Prince Chen Xun.

As they walked through streets of different sizes, several shrill howls could be heard from the crowd forming a circle in front of them.

Hearing the man's cry, Bai Chen frowned slightly and quickly walked through the crowd and came to the front of the person.

In the center of the crowd, a bloated middle-aged man, wrapped in rags filled with mud and water, sat on the ground and howled pitifully: "Dad, I'm sorry for you. You raised me, but I couldn't protect you." I am so ashamed of you in your old age!"

The man looked up to the sky and cried, calling for help from the sky and the earth. Everyone looked at him with sympathy, but no one could stand up to help him.

Everyone has a heart of compassion, but in the face of natural disasters, these people have too much time to take care of themselves. How can they still have the ability to help others?

Facing the man's cry, Bai Chen stepped out from the crowd with the sole of his foot: "Hey, stop crying. If you have anything, you can tell me."

"Ugh..." The man wiped away the old tears on his sleeve and raised his head in a daze. After seeing the young man in front of him dressed in such a dress, his desperate eyes burst with anticipation and he quickly plunged into the mud on the ground, surrounded by mud and water. Splash: "Young hero, you are a member of the world, please, please save my father!"

Since he stood up at this time, Bai Chen intended to help him, but seeing a man in such a mess, he was still indescribably angry.

Just as he was about to ask the man to stand up and speak, as soon as Bai Chen made a move, a girl walked out of the crowd again and helped the man up first. Then, her beautiful eyes glanced at Bai Chen with disdain: "You If you want to help, just help. If you don't want to help, then go back. Are you here to trick others into kneeling down to you?"

"Fuck!"

Being beaten down by this girl, Bai Chen suddenly became furious, but when he saw the appearance of the woman wearing a small cotton robe, his expression suddenly calmed down: "Is it you?"

The person in front of him was none other than Zhou Qing'er whom he had met in the suburbs of Yingzhou before!

"I don't know you!" Zhou Qing'er obviously didn't mind what happened in the past, because he saw something he shouldn't have seen, and Bai Chen's body was naturally different from ordinary people, and his aura was extremely amazing, so Zhou Qing'er was on the road every night for the past few days. Will be awakened by nightmares.

She also didn't expect that she would bump into this terrifying guy again today, so when facing Bai Chen, she directly chose to ignore it. Instead, she looked at the middle-aged man with a worried look and asked softly: "Uncle, what are you doing?" Don't get excited yet, if you have anything to say slowly, I might be able to help you."

"Really?" Unexpectedly, the girl in ordinary clothes in front of him was actually a living Bodhisattva. The man immediately clasped his fists respectfully at her and said, "My name is Zhang Dazhu. I live with my father. I usually make a living by raising pigs. However, this time a flood suddenly broke out in the Huaihe River. The pig pen at home was washed down and the whereabouts of the pigs were unknown. In desperation, my father couldn't afford to fall ill, so I had to come to the medicine store to ask for medicine for him. But the amount of medicinal materials in this medicine store has increased ten times more than usual, and the doctor's consultation fee in their medicine store has also become extremely expensive. How can I afford a doctor or medicine with so much money?"

"What!"

Unexpectedly, Bai Chen and Zhou Qing'er's expressions darkened.

Staring at Zhang Dazhu, Zhou Qing'er said with a cold face: "It is the bounden duty of a doctor to save the world and save people! They actually took advantage of natural disasters to squeeze people's livelihood. Are their consciences eaten by dogs?"

Although Zhou Qing'er was a bit unreasonable, her performance at the moment, including her aura of scolding people, made Bai Chen silently admire her.

However, just as Zhou Qing'er was scolding him, a man wearing a gorgeous white robe came menacingly from the medicine store on the side. Seeing this man, all the onlookers turned back in panic. He stepped back and looked at the man in white robes with eyes full of fear and awe.