"Man-made disaster?" Liang Qu frowned, "Elaborate."
"I don't know, I just heard about it. I heard about it." Lin Songbao lowered his voice, "Do you know about the mountain ghost last time? In the towns and water towns where they lived, many of those ghosts appeared all of a sudden, and many of them died. people!"
Ghost Mother Cult!
Liang Qu connects the cause and effect.
That bitch really raises Dadan in more than one place in Pingyang Town!
Liang Qu and his senior brothers had guessed early on that when the Ghost Mother Cult showed up again, it would not just be plotting in one place, but in multiple places at the same time.
In this regard, they reported the news early in the morning, but now it seems that it is still too late.
Pingyang Town Blood Sacrifice, such a big thing must not be hidden.
Huang Zejun chose to act in advance, apparently believing that even if the news spread, other places would not have time to react.
Dashun has no telephones and covers a vast area. Using Feige to upload messages, the message transmission is still slow, not to mention the need to verify the authenticity of the message in the middle.
Huang Zejun is stupid. He is stupid because he has not been exposed to society since he was a child. His brain is not bright and he is easily fooled, but he has the basic logic of doing things.
The more people there are, the slower the journey will be, especially when there are a large proportion of elderly people living alone.
The current day of my escape has just arrived, but I may have set out five or six days ago, traveling through mountains and rivers.
"Nearly 30% of the people in a large village died! Most of the strong men died, and the rest dared to stay, they all fled!
With so many people, the local county magistrate did not dare to force them to stay, fearing that things would get worse, so he released them all and had them led to surrounding towns.
I've asked, and there are people everywhere. Huazhu County, Fengbu County, and the surrounding areas seem to have something going on. It's okay here in Chaojiang County. Brother Shui, do you think something will happen to us too? "
"Don't worry, we have solved everything here."
Liang Qu patted Lin Songbao's shoulder.
Lin Songbao was confused.
"Resolved? When did it happen?"
Liang Qu left the fishing pen and walked on the street.
There was an unpleasant stench in the air.
The number of refugees was extremely large. There were about 200 people who arrived in Yixing City alone, dragging their families with them, and they were still arriving one after another.
The clerk stood in the crowd and tried to maintain order so that the team would not be in chaos.
Several people with disheveled hair were madly shouting about ghosts and ghosts are coming. They were whipped by the servants and fell to the ground before they stopped shouting.
The mortality rate of 30% is already an extremely exaggerated ratio, enough to cause the collapse of social order.
Or the way to die is to be disemboweled by the mountain ghost and lay eggs. No one dares to live in the original place, even if they risk being punished, they have to escape from the ghosts.
With the first bird fleeing, the remaining three or three will follow together and migrate across the country.
The crowds are so huge that the county magistrate dares to stop them.
If you don't stop them, it's just the rebels who are causing trouble, or the rebels from the previous dynasty that even Xu Guogong couldn't completely eliminate.
What Xu Guogong couldn't do, I, a small county magistrate, can't do. It's excusable, and the most I can do is take off my hat.
But if you do something extraordinary and provoke a civil uprising, you won’t be taking off your hat, but your head.
It is better to block than to clear up. Reporting to the state capital as a disaster victim and leading them to nearby towns and counties for temporary comfort is the best way.
Liang Qu walked on the side of the team, looking at the victims, and the victims also looked at him.
Guessing that Liang Qu belonged to a powerful family in the town, several women even tried to wink at him, but unfortunately they were all shown to the blind man.
"Brother Shui, Brother Shui, we have found you!" Chen Tongmin ran to Liang Qu, holding his waist with his hands, out of breath, "My grandfather asked me to go to Pingyang Town to look for you, but I couldn't find you. Finally I see you here, come with me to the meeting hall."
"What does Chen Lilao want from me?"
"It has something to do with the victims." Chen Tongmin lowered his voice, "The county master wants every household in our township to donate food and then distribute it to the victims!"
"Township chiefs, I have been ordered by the county magistrate to collect grain from you to provide relief to the victims fleeing from neighboring counties. This is an order from the county magistrate and represents the will of the court. I hope you can actively cooperate. "
A lean middle-aged man wearing a long official uniform sat at the head of the meeting hall and held his hands in front of a group of village elders.
Chen Zhaoan and the other old people looked at each other and said helplessly: "I wonder how much grain Bian will collect this time for inspection?"
"The head of a strong man is worth a dou of rice."
"A bucket of rice? Is this too much?" Chen Zhaoan frowned, "It's winter now. Not to mention the farmers in the countryside have no income, so do the fishermen.
The fish I can catch every day when I go out can only be sold for less than ten cents. I also checked the food prices. Due to the disaster, the price has risen to twenty-six cents per catty, which is more than three times the price. One bucket of rice costs Four or five denarii. "
"I have no choice, it's all an order from the county magistrate." Inspector Bian spread his hands, "As you know, several nearby counties were affected by the disaster this time, and a large number of victims flocked to Chaojiang County.
Chen Li had never visited the county seat. There were more victims there, the grain reserves were completely insufficient, and the appeal to big households was not enough, so he had to make this decision. "
The inspectors are already officials, no longer officials. Like the county magistrates, they are officials appointed by the court, registered in the Ministry of Personnel, and wear official robes and hats.
His main responsibility is to lead his soldiers to maintain local security and investigate and deal with crimes such as thieves and traitors.
The scope of power is very wide, and it is an official with real power. He cannot be offended easily, otherwise the law will take advantage of him.
Chen Zhaoan had no choice but to go out to call the villagers to collect food.
"Master Inspection, the township is willing to provide food to the victims. Why don't we change the method and distribute it through the county. It's such a long way and it's troublesome to go back and forth. We can directly build porridge sheds in the township to help the victims. 1 To save you the trouble, and secondly, to make it faster.”
A rather young male voice came from outside the meeting hall.
Inspector Bian frowned upon hearing this.
How can it be done without going through the county government?
What do he and the people below eat and drink?
Just as he was about to sternly ask who came and was violating the law, out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the happy faces of several fellow villagers below, and he immediately held back his words.
Something is wrong!
"What do you think, Inspector Bian?"
Liang Qu crossed the threshold and came to the meeting hall, his voice calm.
The young man was tall and extraordinary, wearing a belt engraved with clouds and thunder patterns, with ape-like arms and a wasp waist, and he was as fierce as a leopard.
Although the clothes were a little damp, he didn't seem to feel the cold at all. He even opened half of his clothes and left his right arm bare to dissipate heat.
The exposed right arm has clear lines and is unusually strong. The fingers with well-defined muscles rest on the dagger hanging on the waist, making it easy to draw the knife at any time.
Musha!
A warrior of high rank!
Inspector Bian immediately felt the aura of Liang Qu. Furthermore, how could a child from an ordinary family have such a tall figure?
Realizing that he was extraordinary, he turned his head and looked at Chen Zhaoan aside: "Mr. Chen Li, this is"
Chen Zhaoan smiled and said: "Old man Rong, please introduce me. This is our outstanding hero in Yixing City, the ninth direct disciple of Master Yang of Pingyang Town - Liang Qu."
Pingyang Town, Master Yang, who else could it be?
Yang Dongxiong!
With so many people watching, how could a group of village elders dare to deceive court officials? It was such easy-to-verify information.
Inspector Bian's eyes changed, and he changed the topic: "What a hero out of a boy. Ever since the surrounding counties were hit by the disaster, the county has never had enough manpower and has been so busy that I haven't gone home to sleep for three days."
After thinking about it carefully, Mr. Liang's words are very reasonable, but is it too troublesome to do what the government should do? I'm really ashamed, so let's let our officials do it. "
Liang Qu shook his head, pulling and closing his fingers, seemingly unconsciously: "It's not troublesome, the villagers have no work to do in winter, and the county is short of manpower. It's time for us to do our part to help."
Inspector Bian's mouth twitched, and the cold light reflected from the blade almost hit his face. He no longer dared to persist: "Master Liang, this method is very good, so I'll trouble the folks more."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Inspection Bian is really too polite."
Chen Zhaoan and others waved their hands repeatedly, indicating that this is what they should do. We are all citizens of Dashun and should unite and help each other.
Inspector Bian felt unhappy, but he couldn't help but pinch his nose to admit it. He had witnessed with his own eyes how Yang Dongxiong showed his power years ago.
Afterwards, I even found out that the Ghost Mother Cult was deliberately attacking the east and west. It was a remnant of the previous dynasty, and they had to avoid the great martial arts master. The weight can be imagined, and the county magistrate had to give in.
Although Liang Qu is only a disciple, he is not a county magistrate even though he is a small patrol inspector, so he cannot be offended.
"It's getting late. I have to go to other towns and cities to settle the victims before the sun sets. I won't stay any longer."
After asking for nothing and not getting anything, Bian's interest in the inspection was waning. He ignored the villagers' request to stay for dinner, left a word and left.
The villagers stood up quickly and held Liang Qu's hands.
"Ah Shui, you have been of great help to Ah Shui."
A bucket of rice is not a big problem for the villagers.
But the fellow villagers, the elders in the village, must know which stool their butt is sitting on.
Whatever the superiors say will be done. Over time, they will become alienated from the villagers, and then a bucket of rice will become a problem.
"That's right. Folks, there's no need to be polite."
Liang Qu handed over and did not take any credit.
There are so many officials and officials in the county. Once they are dealt with, what can be done with half a bucket of rice becomes a bucket of rice.
Even what came out in the end was still half a bucket of brown rice.
Avoiding this incident will be beneficial to the villagers and the victims.
"Since we can't help the county government, we have to make arrangements for the victims, otherwise it will be ugly."
"That's natural. Don't worry, Ah Shui. I have experience in handling this kind of thing."
Chen Zhaoan patted his chest and promised.
He lived to be more than seventy years old. When he was young, Dashun founded the country. During this period, he encountered countless natural and man-made disasters.
He has experienced wars, plagues, and floods. He knows best how to settle the refugees and has rich experience.
Management talents are rare. Not all village elders are just relying on their elders to show off their talents. At least some of them have real abilities.
"Chen Li always has his own opinions, so I won't get involved." Liang Qu nodded, knowing Chen Zhaoan's capabilities.
The sound of horse hooves trampled on the bluestone floor from far to near.
Is it a war horse?
Liang Qu walked out of the meeting hall.
The galloping sounds of war horses and slave horses were completely different. He had only heard such powerful galloping sounds from a few horses in Yang Mansion.
The silhouette of a black horse approached very quickly along Qingshi Street. The horse's hooves stirred up dust and jumped into the center of Yixing City.
“Where is Liangqu in Yixing City?”
