Someone jumped out to resist the pot, the emperor was naturally happy to see it, originally only wanted to give a false title, but now it is given to an official of Xiangyang County, seriously speaking, although Xiangyang County is not rich, but the land is vast, but it is located in a remote area, and there are no people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to tear a fig leaf, the emperor specially allocated 500 denier of food and 1,000 janitarian guards, and ordered his henchman Huang Chang and Huang Tan to announce the decree.

Huang Qin is Huang Song's godfather.

Huang Tan sat down, hammered the old cold leg, and said with emotion, "I have to serve the old, today's young descendants are really different." ”

The earth dragon turned over, Shangjing almost turned into ruins, the official family was angry and killed the fateful ministers, no one in the Manchu Dynasty dared to take over this hot potato, but Liu She's son had the courage to recommend himself, this matter seems to be a life of nine deaths, but it is also a huge opportunity.

He thought of his grandson and reminded, "You kid should also be vigilant, don't cause trouble everywhere." ”

Huang Song rarely took the time to rest for a while, and he was taught such a lesson by his godfather, and he couldn't help but feel bitter.

He had a sweet mouth, and he was not afraid of Huang Tan's power for many years, so he immediately thought of a way to divert Huang Tan's attention.

Huang Song got up and pinched Huang Tan's shoulder, and said with a hippie smile, "According to the grandson, grandpa is not old now, those young hairy boys are frizzy and unmeasured......, how can they be compared with grandpa?"

Although there is a suspicion of sycophancy, Huang Tan has ensured that many loyal ministers are virtuous over the years.

It's not that he has a conscience, it's just that he sells well and pleases both ends.

It's like this time, Jiang Pengji's luck was not bad, and she met Huang Tan and led people to announce the decree.

If it were other internal supervisors, things would not be so simple, and there would be so many doorways inside.

If the internal supervisor of the decree sees that Jiang Pengji is unpleasant or greedy, and wants to make a stumbling block secretly, he will definitely choose old rice, and the black-hearted ones will be directly replaced with rice bran, and the 1,000 guards allocated can also be replaced by those who are sick or have a tyrannical temperament and do not obey discipline.

Huang Qin likes to make friends with scholars and young offspring with potential, and will not do anything in this regard.

"You...... Only this mouth is still sweet. Now that he has not started a family and started a business, it naturally doesn't matter, and he can't marry Mr. Ji's beloved daughter in a few days. "Mr. Ji is Huang Song's mentor and a prestigious Confucian in Dongqing.

"My grandson understands, and I will definitely not disappoint my grandfather's hard work. ”

After half a ring, Huang Tan straightened his clothes and prepared to take people to announce the decree.

At this time, Kim Usi fell.

As time went on, the night grew darker and darker, and vision blurred.

The last rays of the sky disappeared into the horizon, and the whole land was shrouded in darkness.

On weekdays, the lights of Shangjing City are like day, now it is dark, the surroundings are silent, the warm wind carries the dry heat that has not been dispersed, through the wall and through the alley, bringing up a movement of Xisuo, listening to it from a distance, like the cry of the soul, which is creepy.

After a day of searching, the number of survivors found had reached 512, and the search and rescue team had expanded to 123.

This figure is really insignificant for the once prosperous Shangjing City, but it is just a drop in the ocean.

Among them, the vast majority of the surviving people were injured, some of the injuries were relatively minor, only injured arms or legs, some were very seriously injured, high fever did not go away, delirium, hovering on the edge of life and death.

"Xiaoyu, you take someone to this place to get food at night, and your actions are more hidden. ”

Jiang Pengji handed over a drawing to Xu Ke, this matter should have been done by herself, but she was the only one who could search and rescue normally at night, and the other people were too inefficient, so it was better to send some people to fetch food, temporarily alleviate the food shortage, and stabilize people's hearts.

Feng Jin saw that Xu Ke was already tired and pale, and his eyes were still blue, and he said, "If you don't leave this matter to Jin." ”

"No, Huaiyu, you stay here and sit in town, Ke can still bear it. Xu Ke calmed down, he knew that Feng Jin hadn't rested much during this time, he was choked enough by his wife's birth, and then the ground moved, and he didn't sleep all night.

He is now alone, his wife Xunmei is far away in the river, but Feng Jin has a family tie and cannot leave his wife and daughter at will.

In this way, it is most appropriate for him to leave this matter to him.

Ten hours have passed since the earthquake, and Jiang Pengji doesn't know how many survivors there are in the entire Shangjing City, and how many people are dying in the long wait, all she can do is to dig the living out of the rubble as much as possible and send them for treatment.

Jiang Pengji was holding a simple torch, she was not afraid of the night road, but the people behind her were not.

"Is there anyone still alive, alive to respond!"

"Are there any living people here—"

"We're here to save people, is anyone still alive—"

The servant behind him put his hands to his mouth and shouted for a day, his voice was already hoarse, and his throat and eyes hurt terribly.

In order to cover up their own anomalies, Jiang Pengji did not stop them from shouting, but only made their minds highly concentrated, looking for traces of life.

Suddenly, Jiang Pengji's voice was hoarse, "Wait-don't make a sound-"

Raise your hand and signal them to stop calling for a moment.

At the end of the day, these people have regarded her as a god, and her every move has fallen in their eyes, and when even the government has not made any moves, this person can stand up and not give up even a single life, which makes the eyes of some honest men sour.

Jiang Pengji listened for a while and found that the source of the sound was under a pile of rubble rubble in front of her.

"There are children crying ......"

Everyone listened attentively, and the intermittent cry was really a baby.

Jiang Pengji stepped on the gravel, and the dull pain from the heart of her foot directly entered her brain.

The ruins after the earthquake are very difficult to walk, Jiang Pengji's pair has already been scrapped, if it weren't for the reminder of the audience in the live broadcast room, she didn't even realize that the clogs under her feet had been completely broken, and the bare feet were ground out of blood and wounds by the sharp gravel of the ruins.

When she returned, she had a coarse cloth fetched and folded into a stack and tied to her feet to make it easier to walk.

However, the wound on the center of the foot did not have time to be treated, and the worn flesh and coarse cloth stuck together, and if it was torn open, it could bring a layer of bloody skin.

"You go here, and here, look for these two places, and move the rubble away...... Jiang Pengji divided the team, one person held a torch for lighting, and the others worked hard, and I don't know how much sweat I shed at the end of the day, and how many bowls of salted water I drank.

After dividing it, Jiang Pengji forcefully moved the giant wood on the beams pressed on it away.

At the end of the day, there was no longer a good piece of skin in her palms, and the flesh and blood were mixed with dust, accumulating layer after layer.

Moving away the last piece, Jiang Pengji took the torch, and everyone took a look, there was a woman curled up on her back lying underneath, her legs and femur were crushed by the beams that were smashed down, only her back was still stubbornly protruding, her head was against the ground, her arms were clasped in front of her chest, as if she was holding something, and the blood flowing from her body dyed a dark place around her, and the rich blood drifted away along the night wind.

The frail child's cry came from the bottom of the woman's body.