After listening to the old man's words, Ah Jiu and Liang Bang exchanged glances again, frowning.
"No way, His Majesty the Emperor is a wise ruler who would never neglect natural disasters. With such a big snow disaster, he surely would have allocated funds for relief!" Ah Jiu said.
The old man took out his tobacco pouch and pipe, chuckled, and as he packed tobacco into the pipe, he said, "Even if His Majesty allocates funds for disaster relief, it can't satisfy the greedy appetite of these corrupt officials!"
"Are you saying those disaster relief funds were embezzled by those officials? Who?"
The old man's neck shrank, and he waved his hand, saying, "I dare not say."
"Don't worry, old man, we're tight-lipped and won't speak of it!" Ah Jiu said with a smile.
"I dare not say, it's not easy to speak." The old man shook his head and said, "To put it bluntly, these officials shield each other, covering up one another. Who knows who is linked in this chain?"
