"Are Song Yichun and the Qingquan people really so arrogant, and so are the refugees in the four counties?"
In the back hall of the government office, the prefect Zhou Zhiyuan and the magistrates of the three counties gathered together, looking with gloomy eyes at the kneeling government officials below.
They were none other than the same group of people who went to Qingquan today to ask for someone, but in the end they could only come back in despair to complain.
"Master Magistrate, Master Magistrate, you have to make the decision for Xiaomin's son and Xiaomin's family! Song Yichun clearly had a grudge against my Deng family, so he beat my son into submission!"
Deng Bing, a member of the Deng family, rushed to the government office as soon as he heard the news and cried to Zhou Zhiyuan at the top.
Baochang is his youngest son, and he is the most loved by his family. But now Baochang has been beaten to the point of being completely useless by the dog official in Qingquan. The dog official still wants the Deng family to provide money and help him?
He is dreaming!
This time not only did Deng Bing kneel down in front of Zhou Zhiyuan, but Deng Chaodong also looked very ugly.
But Zhou Zhiyuan, who was at the top of the list, just glanced at them and said to the other three county magistrates who had fled to Fucheng for several days:
"What did the adults say?"
Seeing that the three of them were named, the Tonghe County Magistrate, the fattest among the three, hurriedly said:
"Returning to the magistrate, I feel that the reason why Song Yichun dares to be so arrogant now and does not take your orders seriously is because of those ignorant Qingquan people and the refugees who have been flowing into Qingquan recently."
"What Magistrate Tonghe said is that without the support of these stupid people behind him, how could he have such confidence? I think he just thinks that we dare not touch him, so..."
After the first two people finished speaking, the magistrate of Jinshan County who had the best relationship with Zhou Zhiyuan, the prefect of Zhou, said:
"Let me see, when he opened the city in spring of Song Dynasty to accept the refugees from four counties, he no longer had anything to worry about."
"What you said is..."
The other two county magistrates were puzzled, but the Jinshan magistrate smiled and said:
"Don't you forget how poor Mingzhou is now? Our city is about to be wiped out by the princess, what can the counties below do? Except for those who join the Green Forest Army, the people in our four counties are reluctant to stay where they are. If it’s ancestral property, how many people will flock to the clear spring?”
After hearing what he said, the other two county magistrates immediately raised their hands and said:
"Wise! Your Excellency is so wise!"
"It seems that we don't need to target Song Yichun at all. If it takes ten to five days at most, his clear spring will be full of chaos! At this time, he will know how abominable the ignorant people are and how difficult it is to be an upright official!"
Seeing the three people below gloating about their misfortune, Zhou Zhiyuan also had a smile on his face.
Tsk, this is officialdom, this is the peace under His Majesty’s governance today.
I remember my teacher once told him that being an upright official is not something you can do if you want to. How many people in this world are brave and loyal when they first enter the officialdom, and want to ask for orders and benefit the people?
But what about reality?
In many cases, honest officials are the first to be abandoned by the people.
Because there is very little that an upright official with clear sleeves can do.
If they themselves don’t have enough to eat, how can they feed the people?
Song Yichun, Song Yichun.
You will understand sooner or later.
"Okay, you and your son, don't be anxious. When Song Yichun can't bear it anymore and comes to our city for help, Deng Baochang will be sent back well. As for how you will humiliate Song Yichun and the miracle doctor at that time, I will Just don’t care.”
After hearing this, the Deng family father and son wiped their faces immediately. They were still worried about Deng Baochang, but they also knew that this was the best way now.
Wait, Song Yichun and that little girl are waiting for them!
While Qingzhou City and Mingzhou Government were in turmoil due to Feng Xi and others, Qingquan County was in a state of excitement due to a series of work tasks issued by the county government.
With experience in disaster relief in the North, and with the support of Feng Xi and Qi Xiao, Li Cifu directly designated five temporary camps around Qingquan County with a wave of his hand.
In order to facilitate management, all registered people were randomly assigned to five camps.
As for how to randomize, of course, let Feng Xi draw lots in front of everyone. Whoever is in the book will be drawn to which camp, and everyone will go there.
If you want to say that these refugees are also good as refugees, that is, for most of them, as long as you feed them, clothe them, and let them see a chance to survive, they will do as you say.
Therefore, when the government recruits various jobs such as logging, carrying wood, building houses, sweeping, etc., these refugees are also the fastest.
It is said that there is strength in numbers, but in one day wooden houses have been erected in five camps.
These houses are large and simple, but once they are covered with bedding brought by the straw picked up by the refugees themselves, they become a habitable place.
The weather in early summer is not afraid of freezing, so solving the housing problem is much easier than it was in the Northland.
"I can't believe it, I really can't believe it! In just three days, five camps have been established, and the refugees have a place to live, and they can have two meals a day. This, this is simply a miracle!"
Song Yichun laughed heartily, smiling but couldn't help but add:
"Our princess is really capable! Not only can she come up with such strange tricks, but she can also get so much food despite the layers of siege. She is simply the lucky star of these refugees!"
Listening to Song Yichun's praise of herself, Feng Xi smiled and said:
"Stop praising me. The princess won't be proud if you praise her. If you can ignore her, you won't want to. Trust me, she is this kind of person."
Song Yichun: "?"
Just as he was about to refute Feng Xi for slandering the princess, he saw Li Cifu coughing a few times and saying:
"Right now, more and more refugees are coming to our Qingquan from the four counties. Housing the Qingquan is not a problem for the time being, and the food is sufficient with the princess. But even if a house needs to be built, it will be built by the new batch of people. Free time..."
Li Cifu didn't finish his words, but everyone present understood what he meant.
"Grandpa is right. Nowadays, the number of work-point positions we have opened can no longer keep up with the number of refugees. Today, Capt. Yang and I both encountered a situation where two gangs started fighting over jobs."
Liu Rong held the sword in both hands and said with a slightly worried tone.
As she personally pried open Deng Baochang's mouth and learned what happened to her sister and parents, she not only untied the knot in her heart, but also understood the rules of the world.
It is wrong to rely on strength to bully the weak, and it is evil to bully others with power. But Deng Baochang was right in saying that he was able to bully their family because he knew they could not resist.
She will never bully others in her life, but she wants to become stronger and become able to stop being bullied by others.
Therefore, on the day she was released from prison, she volunteered to join the police team and led people to patrol among the five camps.
"What Sister Rong is saying is that we really should add more positions, otherwise the refugees will be in chaos sooner or later. But once the work points we distribute increase, the princess..."
Song Yichun looked at Feng Xi hesitantly, fearing that if Qingquan wanted too much, the boss would be unhappy.
After all, there are so many mouths to eat, and even if everyone is making hungry steamed buns, the consumption is still visible to the naked eye.
It can be seen that Feng Xi just tilted his head and said indifferently:
"Just do what you want. What can the princess say as a mascot? You tried so hard to save her, but she was moved."
She was so moved when she heard the perfunctory attitude of the girl next to her that the corners of Qi Xiao's mouth couldn't help but turn up.
But the innocent Song Yichun was really moved by Feng Xi's words, and for a moment he covered his face with his sleeves and couldn't help crying.
Because in Song Yichun's view, the imprisoned princess was delivering food despite pressure from all parties, and the words "dangerous and far away" can be summed up.
She can completely argue that she can't do such a difficult thing, and no one will blame her.
Because Song Yichun himself didn't know how the other party did it, and he could transfer the grain to the county government so unnoticed.
He also asked Li Cifu and Qi Xiao privately, but both of them shook their heads and said they didn't know.
Of course, Li Cifu really didn’t know, but Qi Xiao...
After all, he is a person who has seen a certain phoenix transform into a living pig. He really has no say.
After all, he looked at a certain Phoenix and waved his hand, "Well, then the county government's granary was full."
After going through thousands of sails, he was already numb.
That's right, when you can follow her from Beijing to Mingzhou, and then from Mingzhou to Qingzhou in one second, it's impossible not to feel numb.
Every time he thought about this, he couldn't help but touch the jade flute in his arms, feeling that it was really difficult to learn songs from other clans, and the current situation was far from a good time for him to join the clan.
After all, he didn't even know whether the other party was a friend or an enemy.
Seeing that Song Yichun was finally moved, Qi Xiao tapped the table and said:
"Since there are not enough work points and Qingquan is not safe today, let's officially open the militia recruitment and recruit a thousand militiamen for Qingquan himself."
Upon hearing the word "militia", Song Yichun and Li Cifu couldn't help but look serious.
Mingzhou is a princess fiefdom, and princesses can still recruit thousands of soldiers and horses.
But the question is whether the thousands of people testing the water now and the thousands later can stop the Green Forest Army...
However, Li Cifu obviously believed in Qi Xiao and immediately nodded and said:
"In that case, I will leave this militia to you, Zhao Ling."
Qi Xiao nodded:
"Not just the militia, we can also open up trade and allow refugees from all over the world to trade their goods or skills for work points."
In the past few days, he led people to visit five temporary camps and found that there were actually some businessmen in the camps.
Some of these merchants were out on business trips and came with refugees when they met on the road. Some of them fled with their families, so naturally they took most of their wealth with them when they left.
It stands to reason that it would be easy to get into trouble while living in exile like this, but businessmen also have their own tricks, which is to tie everyone together and work in multiple groups to prevent unexpected events.
With this method, they naturally brought a lot of things to the spring.
But as everyone mentioned before, there are almost no foreign businessmen visiting Mingzhou anymore.
Therefore, the goods of these people are mostly local products of Mingzhou, which are difficult to sell in the current turbulent Mingzhou.
And they can collect it with work points, which not only frees these people from taking care of the goods and can receive food, but can also take the things out of Mingzhou and sell them to supplement the money for relieving the refugees.
"Okay! Zhao Ling has a great idea! Since we want to benefit Mingzhou, why don't we take the opportunity to hire people to reclaim wasteland for the princess and open up more fields in Qingquan?"
"We can also renovate Qingquan County. By the way, our princess said that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads!"
Seeing Li Cifu and Song Yichun brainstorming, they quickly came up with ways to keep the refugees idle. Feng Xi said that they understood Jiujiu.
But she still underestimated Qi Xiao and Li Cifu's desire to gain her reputation.
Because when she kindly took out a cement prescription and told them to find someone to study and implement it, they actually threw the road construction stall to her.
Feng Xi: "..."
"Girl, what are you doing? Aren't we responsible for building roads? Just shovel and roll wood on this road."
In the early morning, the refugees from the road repair team were ready to go. Some of them had been sent to clean the roads outside the city, and some smart craftsmen were kept by Feng Xi.
Then they saw Feng Xi playing with mud.
And while playing, she also sang, saying that she was playing in the mud in the Northeast and that she had no home in the Northeast...
"You don't understand. This is called cement. It can build roads and seal you inside to hide corpses."
Everyone: "?"
Let’s just build roads. Why are we still hiding corpses?
Then they saw that Feng Xi wanted to bring red stones, clay and iron powder, and put these things into the earthen kiln to calcine them. Finally, they ground the finished product and mixed it with water, sand and gravel.
Finally got...
A new pile of gray mud.
Everyone: "?"
"Come on, put this mud on this wooden board, and we'll wait and see the result."
If you drop these words, Feng Xi people will be gone.
The refugees were also very honest, and they did whatever Feng Xi told them to do. The fifteen selected people actually squatted in front of the wooden board all afternoon, for fear that something might go wrong in the mud above.
It was not until two or three hours later that Feng Xi returned with Ha Qie. She carefully observed the newly set cement with a pair of bright eyes and nodded:
"It's done, let's start mixing according to the proportion I told you. Tomorrow we'll cover all the dirt roads in the city."
Everyone was confused. Not only did they not understand, but Li Cifu and others didn't understand either.
But not understanding does not prevent the refugees from earning work points. The materials in Feng Xi's hands are enough. If there are not enough, she can always find a way to transport them elsewhere.
In short, road construction in Qingquan and land reclamation were carried out at the same time, and craftsmen from all walks of life even showed their magical powers across the sea.
Women can take over the embroidery work of the county government, the elderly can cook and deliver meals to everyone, and even children can follow Qi Zhuo to learn how to prepare medicine and make pills.
In just a few days, a lot of goods have been shipped out of Qingquan by Feng Xi and handed over to Qi Xiao's dark guards and dark dragon guards in various places. They will then take them to suitable foreign counties for sale.
Although such sales cannot make up for Feng Xi's expenses, it can be regarded as some income, right?
While Qingquan's goods were being exported, Qi Xiao had also carefully selected a thousand people from the refugees to form the original Qingquan Militia, which would also be the future Mingzhou garrison.
What these thousands of people have to do every day is to train, and at the same time follow their superiors to inspect the towns and villages in Qingquan, so as to be ready to protect the people of Qingquan at any time.
In this way, Zhou Zhiyuan and others in Mingzhou Prefecture Yamen waited day after day, but they never got news of the unrest in Qingquan. Instead, they heard that more and more people were pouring into Qingquan.
On the other side, in Qingzhou Prefecture, the three people of the Su family, who had not made any progress, finally saw a turn for the better.
