Chapter Ninety-One: Here the Disaster Victims Arrive

Sure enough, as soon as the "inspection team" left on the front foot, the victims came on the back foot. With his family, his face was pale and his expression was nervous. In ancient times, most peasants had never been out of the county seat in their lives, and this trip to Hebei was naturally a little scared.

The South Hebei Provincial Governor's Office also sent a letter, which said: "All prefectures and counties that receive the victims of the disaster will be joined by the affected counties to ask for free money and food for servitude." There are three requirements, one is not to kill people, the second is not to riot, and the third is not to let the victims leave the country. As long as you can do these three things, just do it, and all the consequences will be borne by the above. ”

Thousands of victims, whose homes were destroyed by the wind, were left penniless, and many were even unclothed, shivering in the cold wind and rain.

Even colder was their mood, before the seawall was repaired and the sea receded, they were already homeless, and they could only be driven away by the government, boarded on ships under the supervision of officers and soldiers, and transported to all directions for resettlement. The victims were sent to Nanpi first, and after Zhao Lu received a part, the rest was driven to Cangxian County.

Along the way, the officers and men were brutally treated, except for going out of Shandong to eat a meal of "relief grain", but until now they have not been given food, and they have relied on the victims to eat some wild vegetables and beans themselves. They are hungry and desolate, full of fear and resentment about the beginning of their lives......

"Why don't the people in the city leave, let us countrymen leave their hometowns!"

On the road, there was such an indignant whining voice everywhere.

"I don't have enough food to eat, and I don't want us hillbillies to be crammed into the city and make it inconvenient for those officials and relatives." An old man sneered: "Naturally, send us outside, where we can pick it up, we will send it wherever we can, just send it out of Shandong, it's none of their business." ”

"Where are the states and counties willing to accept the victims? He who eateth them for nothing takes their land, and it is not they who are afflicted. The victims were worried.

"We're just a nuisance burden." The old man said indignantly: "How can there be an official government that likes the disaster victims? ”

"In that case, we will definitely not be welcomed." The mood of the victims is getting more and more depressed: "I may not be able to go back this time......"

"Maybe you'll have to do hard labor for nothing!" Someone guessed.

"It's good to have porridge to eat, and a grass house to shelter from the rain." An old man said quietly: "I'm afraid that the porridge is so thin that there are not a few grains of rice, so I have to starve to death, and we old men will die if they die, but those babies will be bitter......" Let him say this, the old people are solemn: "The worst thing in the world is nothing more than escaping the famine, alas, ......"

"Blessed are those who have been sent out in Nanpi, don't rush like this, gruel can be eaten now."

The pessimism intensified, and many of the victims were scared and hungry, and began to cry.

"Howl what!" The officers and soldiers who sent the victims held whips and shouted loudly: "Cangzhou City is in front of you, hurry up!" ”

The victims couldn't help but look ahead and saw many banners on the road in front of them, with eight big red characters written on them. Literate people among the victims of the disaster read aloud:

"Share the weal and woe, and help the neighbors!"

This is what the so-called 'good words and three winters are warm', and even if it is a show, it makes the victims feel much more comfortable.

As they got closer, the victims suddenly smelled the smell of rice, and when they looked up in front of them, a cloud of white gas rose into the air—it was the steam that is unique to when the rice is cooked!

"Goo-toot!" More than 30,000 victims of the disaster immediately swallowed their mouths. However, I saw another group of mighty state soldiers, about 3,000 people, walking out together, lying between the victims and the pot to make rice, and the victims could only sigh with food.

A green-shirted official and the person escorting the victims drew a picture of the victim and stepped forward: "Fellow villagers, everyone has worked the road......

Humane: This is the county master!

So he knelt down all of a sudden, and kowtowed: "The county master ......"

"Everyone, please get up." Qin Shi hugged an old man and said, "Kill this county." ”

"I beg the lord to have mercy," the gray-haired old man insisted on kowtowing to him:

"Give us a way to live!"

"Please have mercy on the lord and give me a way to live...... "The victims echoed the gossip, regardless of men, women and children, all kowtowing vigorously. Qin Shi's eyes were wet. Run, feeling a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he personally helped up a few villagers.

"Folks, hurry up and listen to me." Going up to the top of the boat, he pointed to the eight words on the shore and said:

"Do you see those words?"

The victims nodded.

"Do you know what that means?"

The victims nodded again.

"Share the weal and woe, and help the neighbors!" Qin Shi said loudly: "This is the promise that Cangzhou gave you!" ”

Listening to the promise of the county magistrate in front of him, the cold and desolate hearts of the victims suddenly became hot, and they kept shouting "blue sky" and "bodhisattva".

Qin Shi waved his hand, the victims quieted down, and listened to him continue: "Please remember, you did not come to Cangzhou to flee, but to live, the moment you set foot in Cangzhou, your identity is no longer the disaster victims, but like the people of Cangzhou, there is a house to live, to eat, and to be protected by the government!" ”

These words were taught by Xu Qing to Qin Shi.

"For this reason, a dry meal has been prepared behind me, as well as pickles, everyone eat it vigorously, eat it with an open stomach! After eating, everyone went to collect three days' rations. ”

"Oh!" Everyone cheered and rushed to the front, but with the state soldiers holding guns on the side, no one dared to mess around. Even so, after getting a bowl of rice, no one is reserved, no matter whether it is hot or not, he stuffs it into his mouth.

The victims were in a good mood after eating, and they all gathered next to Qin Shi one by one to thank him.

"Let's go and get rations, eight taels a day, five taels for children, three days."

"County sir, little old man has a question......

"Say it...... please"

"This typhoon, I can't go back for a while, this, what should I do if I eat the rations for the past three days?"

"Yes," the victims stopped.

"According to the regulations, it is a loan, and it will not be repaid until the day you receive the grain. I will lend you grain first, and I will not pay it back until your autumn harvest. Qin Shi said: "But you will have to return to your hometown in three or two months, and you will have to return to your hometown in half a year, so ordinary loans will not work." Our state suffers, and you can't make a profit. Qin Shi paused and said, "So take work for relief." ”

"Cash-for-work?" The victims looked at each other, and one asked, "Is that what we still have to do?" ”

"Don't you sweat and eat your own food when you are in the township?" Qin Shi said lightly.

Since they fled from the famine, there were no rich people among the victims, because those who had a little financial resources went to the city to escape the disaster, and the people present were ordinary people who were sweating and eating, so they were naturally speechless.

"The government treats you as its own people, and you naturally have to be like the people of Cangzhou, you need to exchange your own work for ......food, clothing, housing and transportation," Qin Shi said in a deep voice: "There were taxes before, and you can support your family by working differently?" Now that the imperial court has exempted you from money, food, and servitude, it is naturally not a problem! ”

Someone dared to ask, "I don't know how much it costs?" We can't do our work and go home in debt. ”

"If there is skill, a carpenter or blacksmith can do it, and the wages will be calculated according to the quantity. Punching a knife and making a cabinet is still up for discussion, even if it is a certain salary. The rest of those who do not have the skills and strength will have two liters of rice a day, and the rations will not be counted. Those who have no strength must also work to have rations, and according to the amount of work, they can also get a piece of work. ”

"That's two liters of rice a day?" The victims were excited, two liters a day, which was comparable to planting a season of food.

"Hmm," Qin Shi nodded.

At this time, Xu Qing, who was hiding in the crowd to observe, was heartbroken, and the critical time had come. This is a game between Qin Shi and the victims, and if he wins, he will be able to make the victims obedient and build roads.

People are under the eaves, how can they not bow their heads. What's more, what Qin Shi said was right, and what he took out was real grain, why did you rely on labor to eat when you were in your hometown, but when you came to Cangzhou, you wanted to sit down and eat white rice? Are you fleeing or are you on vacation?

At this time, the victims also found that the situation around them had changed, and the thousands of state soldiers had quietly surrounded them.

Since they ignored it, and they were on the chopping board, the victims also accepted it and promised to work for relief. Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, and a group of people from the Commercial Tax Department ran in and began to arrange places and "sign visas" for the victims.

The victims who were surrounded by the disaster had to ask 10 families to protect each other, one family committed a crime, and the others sat together, otherwise they could not go out. Only in this way did Xu Qing dare to let these 30,000 people flow in Cangzhou. A group of officials, they recorded in detail the place of origin, lijia, household, etc., the name, age, population, and health status of each person...... Then get them to sign up for mutual insurance.

After signing the papers, the victims were led to the next gate, where they were given three days' worth of rice, and then another fence, and an officer asked the victims what kind of houses they would like to live in.

The victims were stunned, what grade do they have?

"Three grades, a first-class independent hospital, five hundred per month. There are two middle schools and one hospital, and the monthly ...... is 300 Wen.

"What, do you need money for accommodation?" The victims' eyes widened.

"When will you run out of money for accommodation?" The secretary's eyes widened: "The house you live in, but the people of Cangzhou try their best to vacate it, how can it be for nothing!" ”

"Ahem." A young official coughed twice and said, "You can ...... if you don't have money." Before the victims could be happy, they heard him say again: "Keep the account first, and you can change the working hours, but there is no salary for it." ”

"Scared," the victims said unhappily: "Why do you need money for everything, I have never heard that the resettlement of the victims still collects money." ”

"Shelters are built in other places, and Honshu has also built a shack by the river," the scribe was Han Zibang, and he said expressionlessly: "You don't want to live, you can sleep in the open, and you don't need money." "Although reluctant, but at this point, not to mention the rent is really cheap, you can still owe it first, so everyone chooses housing.

So the ten families received a sign, and the officials pointed to an old man and said to the ten households: "This man is the chief of the grain dumping market, you go with him, work and distribute food, and he will take care of the accommodation." ”