At this time, Li Xiuyuan walked along the city wall, passing many people, and finally found some acquaintances among the people.

"That's great, Brother Li. I knew you would be fine. You will definitely be able to turn danger into good."

A scholar wearing a long gown stood up happily when he saw Li Xiuyuan.

"Brother Zhu, the flood is about to recede, and the government is also affected by the disaster. By then, there will be no hope for disaster relief. The court is also far away from the emperor, and it will be difficult to send people over for a while. We need to save ourselves, otherwise there will be floods.

If it passes, it will be a man-made disaster, and more people will die."

Li Xiuyuan said with a solemn expression.

Zhu Yu put away his smile and said solemnly, "How to save?"

"Gather the surviving children and scholars in the city to follow my instructions and save people," Li Xiuyuan said.

The imperial court and the government could not rely on scholars at this time, so they could only rely on scholars with good reputations. In the eyes of the common people, children and scholars were equal to half officials.

If they come forward, they can manage this situation.

Although many scholars are incapable of doing things, they can't control that much right now. What Li Xiuyuan needs is their identity.

We cannot let the people in the city get into chaos.

Once chaos breaks out, it cannot be stopped. When the time comes, natural disasters will turn into man-made disasters, and there will be more casualties.

This has been the case since ancient times. Catastrophes are not terrible. What is terrible is the turmoil that occurs after the disaster without the restraint of the imperial court and the control of the yamen.
Chapter completed!