Hundreds of villagers began to work, and the scene became more and more energetic, moving stones, mud, bricks, and handing people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For those who have fewer men in the family, they are all several partnerships, and after doing one family, they will do the next one, and the efficiency is not low.

At this time, the nearby villages sent people to pay attention to the progress of Shilipu every day, and strive to achieve synchronization as much as possible.

It's just that they weren't as lucky as Shilipu, and they didn't meet people like Liu Qingxi who just brought people together and suffered heavy casualties.

However, the deceased is gone, and the living should live well, this is their truest thought.

In the face of disasters brought about by nature, human power is incomparably small, and they suffer when their loved ones die, but pain does not solve the problem.

Every day you face death, every day you see familiar faces being carried out, after a long time, you have become insensitive, and only busyness can distract you.

And desperately busy and rebuilding their homes as soon as possible, not only for themselves, but also for the sake of their deceased relatives, I hope they will live well, and live for the relatives who survived around them.

Shilipu is like a guiding light, guiding the direction of the nearby villagers, and even guiding thousands of people to rebuild their homes with their hands.

At this time, the names of Liu Qingxi and Yang Yichen were known to everyone, and in order to witness the demeanor of young men and girls, some villages even sent different people to study every day.

is to give everyone a chance, of course, Liu Qingxi is not aware of these changes.

She saw thousands of people suffering and only doing what they could to help others.

But Yang Yichen is different, there are more capable people under his hands, rumors about him and Liu Qingxi, about the fame in a short period of time, everything is under control.

At this time, the foundation of Shilipu was basically completed, and although the other villages were lagging behind, they were almost ready for adobe completion.

Lingjiang Province Yamen

Mei Hansheng carefully wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and was stared at by Fu Zhiliang's eyes, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead increased more and more.

Gradually gathered into a big drop and fell down: "Master Fu, is there anything wrong with the lower officials?"

Fu Zhiliang sneered twice, such a disaster, he was naturally reluctant to come, but as a household servant, the holy decree had been issued, so he could only go hard.

But it's been ten days, and this prefect either shirks this or that, not that the road has not been repaired, or that he is a master of the Qincha, and he doesn't need to go down, it's too dangerous below.

"Hehe, Mei Hansheng, the official sees that you are so bold? Why are you, the prefect, so backward when you learn the news of the ground movement? Why don't you take measures when the capital knows about it?"

Mei Hansheng's heart was beating like a drum, because Fu Zhiliang hit the truth, the sweat on his forehead became more and more, and the cold sweat behind his back wet his clothes: "My lord, the lower officials don't dare, it's indeed ......"

"Okay, okay, don't excuse me here, is the death toll really as you said? I've heard that there are more than two thousand deaths at present, at least double!"

Fu Zhiliang's voice was cold, and he had to pay attention to it this time, who had always been tactful.

No matter what the reason for the court that day, so that the Holy One chose to send him to come to relieve the disaster, then since he came, he had to solve the problem.

The earth is shaking, a disaster that has been very rare for thousands of years, once it happens, the saint himself understands the seriousness of the matter.

For this reason, the emperor could not sleep at night, and he wanted to send the crown prince here, but considering various factors and the difficult conditions in the disaster area, he was afraid that the prince would not be able to bear it.

I didn't tell him, and sent someone else.

Pick and choose, only Fu Zhiliang has always been neutral, usually more tactful, although he likes to give people eye drops, but he still has the ability.

Now thinking back to the scene on the Jinluan Palace that day, Fu Zhiliang found it difficult to accept.

But there is no way, since you are here, you must do it well, otherwise the capital is a place that is out of reach.

Before I came, I also did some understanding of Mei Hansheng, a typical inaction, not trying to rise, and I didn't want to care about the people's affairs, such as this ground movement.

If this prefect had cleared the roads in time and taken measures to mobilize the people, would he have been able to do what happened today?

But Mei Hansheng just did it like this, and he didn't wait for the will of the saint.

It took so long to come to Lingjiang Province and finally figure out the ins and outs of the matter.

For example, in the report of the death toll, Mei Hansheng did not tell the truth at all, it was all false.

Who knows that up to now, this person has been quibbling for a long time, and Mei Hansheng is so angry.

He was still in a hurry to hurry back to the capital after dealing with it, what kind of broken place is this, the house was already in tatters, and there were mostly earthen houses on one floor.

However, after the earthquake, it was even more ruins, and it was uncomfortable to watch.

Time passed minute by minute, Fu Zhiliang stopped talking after asking questions, and gave Mei Hansheng time to think.

After being silent for a long time, Mei Hansheng suddenly fell to his knees with a thud: "My lord, Xia Guan really didn't mean it, my lord, Xia Guan didn't dare." ”

"Heh, Master Mei, this official will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, see if you can grasp it, otherwise this official will definitely be a heaven to listen to ......"

"Yes, Master Xie Fu, the lower officials will do their best!"

The battle of wits between Fu Zhiliang and Mei Hansheng here is over, and only the number one in Lingjiang Province will be much easier to handle next.

After all, this is not their territory, but Mei Hansheng has been here for ten years, and he still has some connections.

Behind the yamen, corresponding rooms were arranged for the arriving Lord Qincha, and at this time, Ning Ze, the general, was dressed in black and stood in front of the window.

It had been a long time since the man had left, and at first news had arrived, and then the time interval between the letters arriving in the capital had become longer and longer.

So what's the problem? Ning Ze thought about it for a long time but didn't get the desired result.

At this time, a small soldier knocked on the door and came in: "General, according to reliable information, Linyi County, which is the most seriously affected by the disaster, is currently in the best repair situation, the wounded have been treated in time, and the death toll is relatively small. ”

"Really?" Ning Ze asked casually.

"Yes, my subordinates have ascertained that they have already started to build houses on their side, and the progress is relatively fast. ”

"What is the reason?" Ning Ze frowned, saying that although he was seven or eight years younger than him, the two were old friends and good friends.

If it weren't for the fact that Lingjiang Province was in the north, he wouldn't have come at all.

As for the post-disaster construction, this is the part that Fu Zhiliang is responsible for, and his task is to protect the safety of grain and grass.

It's just that the Linyi County in Xiaobing's mouth caught his attention.

The key initiator is still a little girl, which is too terrifying.

He didn't have much contact with women, and he didn't believe this fact in his heart, so he asked more casually......