Not even halfway through.
In the welcoming pavilion ten miles away from Xialuo City.
Hou Wenyuan, wearing a green county magistrate's robe, stood in the guest pavilion with his hands behind his back.
With a tired look on his face, he looked at the victims who passed by on the official road in front of the guest reception booth from time to time.
Beside him stood two officials, one civil and one military.
The writer is wearing a black official robe, holding an account book in one hand and a wolf-brush pen in the other.
His eyes kept wandering among the victims passing by the guest pavilion.
Whenever his eyes turn around, the pen in his hand will quickly move over the account books.
This person is surprisingly one of Hou Wenyuan's right-hand men, the Prime Minister of Xialuocheng County, Fan Mengzhong.
The other person beside Hou Wenyuan was wearing a pair of slightly dull armor, with a sword hidden in a sheath hanging from his waist.
He pressed the handle of the knife with one hand and looked at the victims passing by the guest pavilion with a majestic expression.
A pair of slightly dull armor, a sword with unknown sharpness, coupled with his big and round body, and the thick beard that covered the entire chin.
For a moment, it really gave people a sense of not being angry and intimidating.
Perhaps it was the presence of this man and the government servants and soldiers beside his welcoming pavilion.
Those victims who passed by with their families and their families were just "passing by."
And this person is surprisingly one of Hou Wenyuan's "right-hand men", Xialuocheng County Lieutenant Zhang Yiming.
I do not know how long it has been.
Hou Wenyuan slowly looked back at the victims.
He reached out and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.
Hou Wenyuan slowly turned his head and looked at the county magistrate Fan Mengzhong, who was holding an account book in one hand and a pen in the other.
"How many victims have passed through this place?"
Hou Wenyuan looked tired and asked slowly and feebly.
"Back to Shangguan, since half past three, a total of 326 victims have passed through this place."
Hearing this, Fan Mengzhong quickly put away the account book and pen in his hand, then raised his hands and saluted and replied.
"Among these three hundred and twenty victims, how many percent are young men, how many percent are children, how many percent are women, and how many percent are children?"
Hou Wenyuan nodded slightly, then slowly asked.
"Go back to Shangguan." Fan Mengzhong bent his back slightly, raised his hands and saluted, "Among the 326 victims, about 60% are young and strong men, and about 20% are children."
"Of these 20%, boys account for 90%."
"Of the remaining 20%, women and the elderly each account for about 10%."
After hearing this, Hou Wenyuan nodded slightly and then stopped talking.
At the same time, his brows could not help but gradually furrowed.
Notice.
Shanggu County and Liaodong County are separated by three counties: Liaoxi, Youbeiping and Yuyang.
And Xialuo City is almost located in the westernmost part of Shanggu County.
But even so, there were still as many as 326 victims in two hours, traveling through mountains and rivers to reach Luo City.
It can be seen from this that under this unprecedented snow disaster.
How many people in Liaodong chose to leave their homes because they could not survive.
Thinking about this.
Hou Wenyuan couldn't help but sigh heavily.
Then he slowly raised his head and looked at the official road to the east of the welcoming pavilion.
When the people of Liaodong left their homes and began to disperse.
He then received a secret letter from Prince Yan's Mansion.
The secret letter ordered him to open the city gates to welcome the victims.
If we count the 326 victims who passed through this place just now.
The entire Xialuo City has received nearly 2,000 victims in the past few days.
This number of victims may seem small.
But for Xialuo City, which is waiting for a lot of development, it is tantamount to an unbearable burden.
Let’s not mention anything else for now.
No matter how much you save, the daily food and drink for nearly two thousand disaster victims is a huge expense.
Thinking about this.
Hou Wenyuan couldn't help but sigh silently again.
Deep down in his heart, he also wants to save these victims.
But the reality is that it has no ability or financial resources to rescue nearly 2,000 victims.
Moreover, as time goes by, the current number of victims is just the beginning.
Due to the "inaction" of the Liaodong government, the number of victims who will leave their homes and flee in order to survive will only increase, not decrease.
...
...
It's about time.
A three-column green-covered carriage, guarded by more than a hundred elite cavalry, slowly approached Xialuo City's welcoming pavilion.
When Hou Wenyuan saw this, his face was shocked.
Then he quickly led a group of officials out of the welcoming pavilion and went to the official road to greet him.
After more than a hundred breaths.
A carriage with three green hoods slowly stopped beside the official road.
Xu Yi, who was dressed in dark jade green dragon uniform, lifted the curtain and slowly stepped out of the carriage.
"I am going down to Luocheng County Magistrate Hou Wenyuan to pay homage to His Highness King Yan."
Hou Wenyuan paused, raised his hands and saluted Xu Yi.
"I am going down to Fan Mengzhong, the Prime Minister of Luocheng County, to pay homage to His Highness King Yan."
"I am going to Luocheng County Lieutenant Zhang Yiming to pay homage to His Highness King Yan."
Fan Mengzhong and Zhang Yiming followed Hou Wenyuan and saluted.
"We, the officials from Luocheng, have come to pay homage to His Highness King Yan."
After the three people saluted respectively, a group of officials from Xialuo City followed behind them and bowed their hands in unison.
Xu Yi nodded slightly, then waved his hand and said, "You are all excused."
"Thank you, Your Highness, King Yan." After hearing this, Hou Wenyuan and other officials from Luocheng once again bowed their hands in thanks.
After everyone gets up.
Xu Yi slowly walked towards the welcoming pavilion on the side.
Upon seeing this, Hou Wenyuan waved his hands slightly to disperse the officials.
Then he walked towards the guest booth alone.
"My lord."
Hou Wenyuan walked to the guest pavilion and bowed again with his hands in hand.
"sit."
Xu Yi slowly sat down on the main seat, and then waved his hand slightly to signal Hou Wenyuan to come forward and take a seat.
"yes."
Hou Wenyuan bowed his hands again and then walked quickly to the guest pavilion and slowly took a seat.
Wait until he is completely seated.
Xu Yi slowly asked: "How many people from Liaodong have been admitted to Xialuo City in the past few days?"
Hou Wenyuan heard the words and replied truthfully: "If you count the 326 victims who passed by in these two hours."
"Xialuo City must have received nearly two thousand victims from Liaodong."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, and then said slowly again: "When Gu came, there were already more than 7,000 victims gathered outside Juyang City."
"I have given an order to move all the more than 7,000 victims to Xialuo City in three days."
Hou Wenyuan's expression changed instantly when he heard this. He opened his mouth several times with a cryptic look on his face, and then closed his mouth several times.
"But what's the difficulty?" Xu Yi asked with a normal expression.
"Back...back to the prince." Hou Wenyuan secretly pinched his thigh under the stone table, and then summoned up the courage to speak: "I'm afraid there is no extra food in Xialuo City to feed the more than 7,000 Liaodong people." Disaster victims."
The words are over.
Hou Wenyuan paused for a moment, then spoke again: "As for food, save some. Although it won't be enough to fill the stomachs of the more than 7,000 victims, it can save their lives."
"Now, the thing that makes me most helpless is the heating object."
"As the snow disaster in Liaodong gradually spreads to western Liaoning."
"Nowadays, the prices of firewood, charcoal and other heating supplies in Liaodong, Liaoxi, Youbeiping, Yuyang, and even Shanggu County have all been rising."
"Xia...Xialuo City really...doesn't have the extra financial resources to purchase nine...
Warming items needed by more than a thousand people. "
After saying that, Hou Wenyuan sighed deeply again.
The current situation really echoes the old saying, "These days, landlords don't have enough food to spare."
Hearing this, Xu Yi chuckled and said, "Five thousand shi of grain will arrive in Xialuo City in the near future."
"All these five thousand stones of food will be used to relieve the victims of the disaster in Liaodong."
"If it's not enough, I can provide more food assistance."
"As for the heating thing."
Xu Yi paused for a moment, then spoke again: "Wen Yuan doesn't have to worry about things to keep warm. There is a way to solve this problem alone."
Hou Wenyuan couldn't help but widen his eyes after hearing this.
I really can't figure out why Xu Yi spent so much money to rescue the victims of Liaodong disaster.
Notice.
If more than 9,000 people want to survive this cold winter, they need a lot of things to keep warm.
Judging from today's market price, the amount of money required must be astronomical.
After more than ten breaths.
Hou Wenyuan forced himself to calm down, then stood up with admiration, cupped his hands and saluted, "Your Majesty is righteous."
Xu Yi chuckled lightly and waved his hand to signal Hou Wenyuan to sit down again, and then laughed and scolded: "Stop flattering me, I won't fall for this."
After Hou Wenyuan sat down again with a sneer on his face.
The smile on Xu Yi's face was instantly replaced by seriousness.
"These more than 7,000 people are just the beginning."
"If the snow disaster in Liaodong cannot be properly handled."
"If the number of people in Liaodong exile is too large."
"In the future, Xialuo City may need to accommodate at least 30,000 Liaodong disaster victims."
Hou Wenyuan could not help but slowly open his mouth when he heard this, and in a voice that could only be heard by himself, he murmured to himself in disbelief: "Thirty...thirty thousand... ..more than...more than 30,000...victims."
Tens of breaths later.
Hou Wenyuan looked at Xu Yi with confusion.
The disbelief in his eyes never dissipated for a long time.
Xu Yi nodded slightly and confirmed, "You heard me right. In the future, Xialuo City is very likely to rescue more than 30,000 Liaodong victims at the same time."
"As for the reasons behind relieving the victims, there is no need to ask. You will understand it when the time comes."
"In addition, the daily food and clothing expenses of the more than 30,000 disaster victims are jointly borne by the "Prince's Palace", Juyang City and Xialuo City. "
The words are over.
Hou Wenyuan instantly gave up his intention to ask further questions.
With his understanding of Xu Yi's past, he naturally understood in his heart that there were things Xu Yi didn't want to say.
Even if Emperor Zhengde came, it would be impossible to find out from his mouth what he didn't want to say.
As for the food and clothing expenses for the more than 30,000 disaster victims that Xu Yi said, the Prince of Yan's Mansion, Juyang City and Xialuo City will jointly bear the cost.
Hou Wenyuan was not worried at all about this.
It is not so much that it is shared by the Yan Palace, Juyang City and Xialuo City.
It would be better to say that Prince Yan's Mansion took advantage of the names of Juyang and Xialuo counties to carry out relief operations for the victims.
In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a nominal issue.
If this matter is fully led and fully responsible by the Yan Palace.
Then all kinds of troubles will inevitably arise, which will add all kinds of troubles for nothing.
But if this matter was jointly carried out by the Yan Palace, the county town of Juyang, and the county town of Xialuo, then this move would silently silence many people.
As for the feudal government and the vassal king, they were too close.
Xu Yi had his own plan to deal with this matter.
If there are any consequences, Xu Yi will definitely not do it.
Hou Wenyuan composed himself, then raised his hands in salute and said, "This matter is entirely up to the prince's arrangement."
Xu Yi nodded slightly, then chuckled and said, "When this matter is completely settled, there will be nearly 6,000 more households in Xialuo City, and Wen Yuan will need to worry a lot."
Hou Wenyuan was suddenly startled when he heard this.
His original focus was on how to deal with the victims.
But I have never thought about what will happen if this matter is completely settled.
Xu Yi reminded me slightly.
Hou Wenyuan instantly realized that what Xu Yi had given him this time was not just a good reputation, but also great achievements.
And the infinitely bright future of Xialuo City.
Large population and small population.
To a certain extent, it can determine whether a city is rich or poor.
If nearly 6,000 households are added to Xialuo City in Pingbaidi, its prosperity will inevitably rise sharply.
Thinking about this.
Hou Wenyuan finally calmed down his wildly beating heart.
Then he stood up with a grateful face and saluted, "I would like to thank you for your promotion."
Xu Yi waved his hands slightly and said, "There is no need to be so polite between you and me."
"Yes." Hou Wenyuan nodded understandingly.
The words are over.
Xu Yi stood up slowly, and then walked towards the carriage with three green awnings.
As he walked, he slowly said, "Let's go and go into the city with Gu."
"Yes." Hou Wenyuan agreed, and then slowly followed Xu Yi's footsteps.
Inside the carriage with three green hoods.
Xu Yi and Hou Wenyuan sat opposite each other.
There was no mention of Liaodong victims in the conversation.
As the three-column green-covered carriage was guarded by more than a hundred elite cavalry and a group of Xialuo City officials and government servants, it slowly headed towards the east gate of Xialuo City.
The two people in the carriage with three green awnings also managed a place by themselves and talked about governance.
I have to say that Hou Wenyuan is indeed a former Hanlin Academy scholar.
He actually has many different views on governance.
These unique insights deepened as the two talked more.
It seems to have become that invisible, intangible, but truly existing nutrient.
Xu Yi on the side was madly absorbed into his mind.
If you can combine your own insights in the follow-up, you can remove the dross and retain the essence.
Then it is bound to become more and more sophisticated in governance.
Two quarters of an hour later.
The three-column green-covered carriage slowly arrived at the east gate of Xialuo City.
Xu Yi, who was originally silent while sitting and talking, gradually came back to his senses.
He reached out and slowly opened the car curtain on the side.
Quietly looking at several officials beside the city gate.
At this time, several officials in soap clothes were sitting on the wooden table.
Holding a pen in his hand, he slowly re-registered the more than 20 victims with their families around him.
Wait for the new household registration to be obtained again.
That side suffered a severe snowstorm, lost their relatives, had no choice but to leave their hometown, and other unfortunate events.
And the victims in Liaodong looked hungry, cold and suffering.
A rare smile from the heart appeared on his face.
After some gratitude.
The Liaodong disaster victims had just walked slowly into Xialuo City under the joint leadership of a city defense soldier and a county government officer.
From the moment he approached Xialuo City, Liaodong completely became his hometown.
And Xialuocheng, Gu County, Yandi District, will become its real home.
