After settling the people in Yuxian County, Wang Zezhi returned to Fangshan and gathered the recruited displaced people together.

Not only the newly recruited homeless people, but also the villagers of Deserted Village and Erli Village were also summoned.

The recruited homeless people, each with their families, wore shabby clothes and carried simple burdens.

They gathered together, looking at Wang Zezhidu who came to check on them with some trepidation, they didn't know if the adults in front of them would treat them well.

Wang Zezhi watched them purse their lips and swallow their throats, and he knew that these people were already hungry.

"Come on, kill the sheep, cook, and make food for the brothers." Wang Zezhi shouted loudly.

The handymen moved one after another and began to process the ingredients that had been prepared long ago.

Hearing Wang Zezhi's instructions, the homeless people felt that the adults in front of them were not bad, and they were willing to kill sheep for them to eat.

One by one, they stretched out their bellies and watched the handymen slaughter sheep and cut meat, wash vegetables and heat the pot, and squatted quietly on the spot.

They looked drooling and talked softly.

Wang Zezhi looked at these homeless people, all of them were ragged and skinny.

As far as the eye can see, there are less than 100 truly strong people.

Some women hugged the children with unkempt hair and thin faces, and secretly skimmed Wang Zezhi in fear, and the children in their arms looked eagerly at the food in the hands of the handymen.

In May, the temperature was already a little high, and a gust of wind blew, and the strange smell mixed with body odor and earth was inhaled into Wang Zezhi's lungs.

Wang Zezhi held his breath, trying not to cough out, and showed a smile that was not good-looking.

Some of the homeless people panicked, they were keenly aware of Wang Zezhi's unnaturalness, and some thought that Wang Zezhi was playing some bad idea, and a few of them smiled politely, and more were afraid to avoid his gaze and dare not look up at him.

Wang Zezhi sighed, this is a group of refugees, it seems that he has to spend a lot of food to replenish these people's bodies.

While waiting, the handymen made their meals one after another, and the aroma of the food wafted around.

The homeless people were in a commotion, snorting vigorously one by one, smacking their lips.

"Line up, get the dishes and chopsticks, and start the meal."

Wang Zezhi came to a table and picked up the dishes and chopsticks to demonstrate in person.

The homeless people have nothing else, but everyone has bowls and chopsticks, even if it is a broken bowl.

They opened their bags one after another, took out their own dishes and chopsticks, and lined up behind Wang Zezhi.

The line meandered like a long snake, and the people in the back of the line kept probing their brains, anxiously waiting.

Wang Zezhi stood behind the miscellaneous servants with his meal, watching them greet the homeless people warmly.

"The broken bowl was replaced, and the bowl was broken and couldn't hold much food."

A thin little girl held half of her broken bowl and stretched out her bony little hand to fill the food, and Wang Zezhi couldn't help but shout loudly when he saw this.

"Take it." Wang Zezhi handed her a brand-new bowl, she timidly took it, and carefully held the bowl with food and squatted aside to eat.

Seeing this, the displaced people in the back were bold, and as long as the bowl was broken, they all received a new bowl from Wang Zezhi.

The homeless people received the dishes and chopsticks, and the food was served, but no one spoke, and they all squatted in the open space and devoured it.

The food in their bowls is sweet and delicious, especially the lamb, which is tender and smooth.

For those who have not eaten for a long time, or who eat wild vegetable bark to satisfy their hunger, this is a delicious taste.

Some people cried as they ate, crying and saying, "It's delicious!" ”

Wang Zezhi thought something was wrong, stretched his neck and looked at it, it turned out that he hadn't eaten delicious food for too long, and he was moved.

Wang Zezhi was relieved, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them.

After all the displaced people finished eating, Wang Zezhi watched them wash dishes with loess, he pointed to a well not far away and said: "Line up to wash dishes over there, don't wash with soil, it's not clean." ”

Wang Zezhi saw that no one moved, so he went over to demonstrate first.

The little girl was the first to go over and learn how to wash the dishes, and the other homeless people didn't move.

He was a little strange, so he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you come to wash the dishes?" ”

"My lord, water is precious, if you can't waste it, you won't waste it, besides, we are just some small people who are not so particular, and they don't eat cleanly and don't get sick."

An old man in the crowd bowed and bowed and explained to Wang Zezhi.

Wang Zezhi listened to his explanation and his eyes turned red.

Yes, water is precious, and only those who have experienced drought can know how precious water is.

Wang Zezhi wanted to persuade them to wash the dishes again, but he found that he was a little choked up and couldn't speak for a while.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zezhi stood on a table and looked at the black homeless people, and he suddenly felt the pressure.

In the future, the survival of these people will depend on him, can he protect these people? Will he be able to give them a good life?

Wang Zezhi took a deep breath and looked at these people, and after a long time, he spoke.

"Some of you have been recruited by me a long time ago, and some of you have just come recently, maybe you are still a little nervous, even a little confused, you don't know if you have food to eat with me, whether you have a field.

Today, I stand here and solemnly tell you that in the future, the people under my guerrilla camp will be my relatives, my brothers, and my sisters, and my king will never treat anyone who follows me badly. ”

No one in the crowd spoke, they looked at Wang Zezhi quietly, and more people listened numbly or indifferently, because they had encountered similar things on the wandering road.

The old men said the same thing, but in the end they all became slaves and were forced to do things they didn't want to do.

The displaced people are also people who have experienced strong winds and rains, so they didn't have too much emotion after hearing Wang Zezhi's words.

Just when Wang Zezhi was in embarrassment and couldn't get off the stage, a little girl asked weakly: "My lord, you said that you asked us to come to farm and have food, so can we eat enough?" Is the land we planted ours?"

Wang Zezhi looked at him kindly, and said softly: "You asked this question very well, and my Wang Zezhi has nothing else, that is, there is food, and there is no problem at all with me to eat well."

As for me, I am a guerrilla general at Yanmen Pass, and I have been ordered by the official to settle fields here, and in the future, we will cultivate the barren land here, and I will divide the land afterwards, not only land, but also cattle, farming tools, and seeds.

You just have to go and farm, and I'll take care of the rest.

You don't have to worry about paying taxes, so you're going to stand here today and leave that talk.

Give me the land to cultivate, exempt from taxation for three years, and after three years, abolish the poll tax and salary, and spread the Ding Yin into the field for collection, and the tax will be shared according to the mu, and in addition, there will be no additional taxes.

As for your household registration, there is only one, that is, a military household, but you can not only farm the land, but also do business, and you can also work, you see, the people who are building guerrilla camps there are hired by me, and you can also do it in the future. ”

Wang Zezhi stretched out his hand and pointed to the people of Shouyang and Yuxian who had been recruited, letting them know that they would no longer be in one place in the future, only doing one thing, but doing anything.

After hearing these words, there was a commotion among the people below, and it was obvious that the facts they saw in front of them had a more impact on them.

The originally numb homeless people looked at Wang Zezhi eagerly, eager to join those people to work together.

Because, here, they see something called hope.