Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue led the villagers to meet the county magistrate.
The county magistrate was also unambiguous. He shook his official robe, sat on a simple wooden pier, and said straight to the point: "I brought the refugees from the north here today. That Li Zhong of Changfu Village is a piece of meat on a hob, and he can't get enough oil and salt." , so I can only trouble you."
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other, with polite smiles still on their faces, and they naturally understood the intentions of the county magistrate.
She glanced at the group of refugees waiting not far away, and they looked even more embarrassed than they were, the refugees fleeing the famine.
Now is the time to open up wasteland and build houses and villages, which requires a lot of labor, so it is not difficult to take in a bunch of people.
"Master Fan, I have taken in these refugees. We all came here in distress, and it is fate that we can be together."
Seeing that Zhan Qingyue agreed, a major event that had been on the minds of the county prime minister Fan finally came to an end, and he finally had a smile on his face.
"Okay! Miss Zhan understands righteousness and is extremely intelligent. I believe that with you taking the lead, Xincun will live a prosperous life."
Zhan Qingyue's face was full of peach blossoms, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were like the moon in the bay. He saluted Lord Fan generously.
"Master Fan has promoted this little girl. It is a sign of your kindness that you have allowed our group of people to settle here. A few wild boars were hunted in the village today. Please bring some meat back to taste it."
"The new village has just started to be built, and there is no big thank you gift. I hope you won't dislike it."
After saying that, Han Yiyun very discerningly picked up a piece of wild boar meat and handed it to the official next to Mr. Fan.
Mr. Fan laughed loudly, admiring Zhan Qingyue with eyes full of admiration for a little girl who spoke impeccably.
"You, you, you have to say whatever is right for you. If that's the case, then for this wild boar meat, I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Everyone sent Master Fan away happily.
The newly arrived refugees watched helplessly as Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun received the county prime minister Fan, with ease and ease, quite like a housewife.
Everyone could hear what was said, both inside and outside. It was Zhan Qingyue who made the decision in the entire team.
It is strange that a young woman can be the head of a village.
"Uncle Fan, it seems that the girl named Zhan is in charge of this village. Can a village girl really do this?"
A young man came forward with disdain, his eyes were sunken, and his blue and black face was full of exhaustion.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man named Uncle Fan stared over with a dark face, his eyes were shining deeply, and the wrinkles on his face were trembling.
"Yuanxiu, don't be rude! As the saying goes, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Since even the county prime minister Fan Ziwen treats people with courtesy, she must have something special about her."
After Uncle Fan finished teaching Fan Yuanxiu, he brought a few middle-aged men to Zhan Qingyue respectfully.
Fan Bodang bowed first, and then asked about the resettlement of their group of refugees.
Zhan Qingyue suppressed her smile, glanced at the few people seriously, and said solemnly: "Since you have joined our team, let me first talk about the rules. The most important thing is unity. The old, weak, women and children must be treated equally..."
She rambled on about the rules that had formed spontaneously in the team.
Little did they know that Uncle Fan and others were extremely shocked when they heard this, and there was no shortage of surprise and appreciation in their eyes.
Out of their own self-cultivation, they did not look down on Zhan Qingyue, but now her conversation and insights were far beyond what ordinary people like them could compare with.
"Okay, I've finished explaining the rules. You can tell your family about it when you go back. As for the specific work, let Brother Han Yiyun tell you. He is responsible for building houses and clearing land."
Zhan Qingyue introduced Han Yiyun to Uncle Fan and others politely.
Han Yiyun first counted the number of refugees and asked about the labor force before assigning tasks to them.
Uncle Fan and others returned to the team with the mission. As soon as they arranged the work, someone jumped out and shouted: "Why! Uncle Fan, we are new here. We haven't even taken a break to catch our breath. We are going to do this." Are they here to stay, or are they here to work for them?"
Uncle Fan's brows were so furrowed that they could kill a fly, his deep eyes were so terrifying that they made people's hearts numb. His fists were loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and nameless fire was coming out.
"Fan Yuanlin, this is not the capital, and you still think you are the young master of the Fan family! If you don't want to do this, you won't have food to eat or a house to live in."
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly. We are already in dire straits and cannot tolerate your nonsense. If you don't want to live this terrible life well, don't drag everyone down."
Having put down such unpleasant words, Fan Yuanlin had no choice but to snort coldly, and fell to the ground, secretly sulking.
"What!"
Li Zhong, the head of Changfu Village, who was having a drink at home, heard villager Xiao Shan say that Zhan Qingyue had taken in the group of refugees.
His nose and eyes were almost crooked with anger.
"Okay! A group of unruly people is already difficult enough, but if another group comes and we really let them build a new village, then it will be better."
Li Zhong muttered, he couldn't believe that after the new village was built, where would there be a place for their Changfu Village? His status as the village chief is about to plummet.
He clapped his hands and said, "No, let's do it tonight to avoid a long night and too many dreams."
Li Zhong secretly became ruthless and decided to burn a few unruly people to death to deter them. If not, he would burn all their shacks and drive them out of Changfu Village.
Thinking about it, Li Zhong took a few cronies and sneaked halfway up the mountain that night.
As soon as the fire was lit, it was immediately discovered by the patrolling villagers.
"Come here, someone has set a fire!"
When the villagers shouted, the entire new village camp was in chaos.
Li Zhonggang wanted to get rid of his cronies and escape by himself, and cut off his tail to survive.
Unexpectedly, before he could escape, he was caught by Zhan Qingyue and his men.
"Li Zhong, what else do you have to say? You've come here to find trouble several times, and now you even come to the Xincun base to set fire to it. Do you have to kill someone before you're willing to let it go?"
Zhan Qingyue had a sullen face and attacked Li Zhong first, over and over again, really giving him face.
"Folks, people from Changfu Village have come to set fires and want to kill us. This kind of bad habit will never be tolerated. We will hand them over to the government overnight."
When Li Zhong heard that he was about to be sent to the government, he became anxious on the spot and knelt down with a plop.
"I was wrong. I was obsessed. Miss Zhan, you have a lot of money. Just forgive me this time. There will never be another time."
Seeing that Zhan Qingyue was unmoved, Li Zhong kowtowed.
"Miss Zhan, I was wrong. I really shouldn't have done it. For the sake of not causing any damage, please show mercy to me if I don't want to be sent to the government."
