Chapter 368: Relief for the Victims

"I told you to stop standing here, we barely have enough food in our village, how can we help you? Besides, now that the imperial court is in the capital, it is also ready for disaster relief, and you must have arrangements to go to the capital by yourself. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info why bother us with such a small village? ”

Mo Qian hurried to Xinping Village with the guards, but before he arrived in the village, he heard this sentence from a distance.

After a while, another voice sounded, it was a middle-aged man, slightly tired and hoarse, "Village Chief, you see that we came all the way from the Daimyo's Mansion, plus the ice and snow blocking the road, we are already exhausted, here is still dozens of miles away from the capital, we men can barely bear it, but a family of wives and children, how can we stand it in the ice and snow?"

We just want to stay in the village for a few days to avoid the invasion of the beasts in the mountains, and as for food, we will find it ourselves, and we will never bother you. ”

"This ......" Village Chief Lu was stunned and a little soft-hearted, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted, only to see a young man in the village: "Village Chief, you must not be soft-hearted, think about it, how many villages are killed because they have taken in those homeless people because of their soft hearts?" ”

This made the village chief's heart tremble, this is indeed not sensational, you must know that people's survival is inseparable from food and clothing, even if they allow them to live in the village, what about food and clothing?

They say it nicely, come in and find food by yourself, but where do you find it in the cold and snow? When the dry food brought by you is all eaten, watching other people's families eat and drink, everyone will be red-eyed, and at that time, you can't manage so much, smashing, looting, burning and even slaughtering the village are possible.

The same thing happened a few years ago, but because there were too many people, in the end, the government could only give up in the face of the empty village, and I didn't know who to reason with.

"Looks like I can't help you......" the village chief said helplessly.

The middle-aged man's voice came out again, this time he seemed a little anxious: "Village chief, you must help us, look at these old people and children behind us, if we don't find a place to keep warm, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on." ”

"No, you can't go in!" The young men in the village immediately blocked the door, you have wives and children, do we have no one? Who knows what you're going to do?

Seeing their reactions, the young people who fled together also made a fuss: "Leave them alone, let's rush in, anyway, we can't find a place to escape the cold, and the left and right are dead, so I'll give him a fight." ”

This was followed by the sound of intertwined irons.

"Quick, stop them, give them all to me!" The voice came from the villagers' side. Mo Qian frowned and quickened his pace, "Stop, put down the weapons in your hands!" ”

"Lord Mo?" When the people of Xinping Village heard this voice, they saw that it was Mo Qian, and immediately put down the iron and wood tools that were originally held high. Although the people on the other side had some doubts, it was best to be able to discuss, so they also put down their weapons. The middle-aged homeless man opened his mouth and said, "Xiaomin Zhu Pinggui, Your Excellency is ......"

"I am the person of the Dragon Guardian Villa, that is, the steward of this Imperial Villa.

"As for the hall master of the Lollipop that he took himself, it is difficult to say at this time.

A younger homeless man immediately replied fiercely: "No matter who you are, as long as you block us from entering the village today, I will fight him." ”

This person's words were echoed by the people behind him, "That's right, if you don't enter the village, you won't give us a way to live, let's fight with them." ”

When the villagers heard this, the weapons in their hands tightened. "Your Excellency, did you hear that? Among us are not only young and strong men, but also old and weak women and children, if there is no place to escape the cold, they will die, you don't have to tell us any big reason, if you don't give us in, we will fight. Zhu Pinggui said with a solemn face.

Mo Qian smiled slightly: "I guess you have misunderstood, I am not here to drive you away, on the contrary, I know that you have no shelter and food, and this village can't live so many people, I have opened up some land at the foot of the Dragon Guardian Villa, and the fierce beasts around it have also been captured by us, I don't know if you want to go there?" ”

Zhu Pinggui glanced at the homeless people around him, and then nodded: "Now we have nowhere to go, no one to help, and we will die in a short time, we don't worry about you harming us." ”

"Haha, naturally not, but in the future, I will provide you with shelter and food at a price, you have to work for relief, and use your labor in exchange for money and food." "Great! I don't have anything else but strength. A young homeless man couldn't help but say with joy.

Zhu Pinggui glared back, the man bowed his head stupidly, but he could still see the overflowing joy, "Since that's the case, we'll all listen to the adults." ”

"Okay." Mo Qian took Zhu Pinggui's hand, "I have already ordered someone to cook rice porridge in the village, let's go eat something to warm up our bodies." So saying, he led them all the way to the threshing floor of the village, which was large enough to accommodate them.

There is nothing in the threshing floor now, just a few big pots on the set, and a few people are walking around and busy.

There was some choking smoke wafting from it, and they couldn't help but take a few more breaths, this smell was so familiar to them, but now after many days of turmoil, it had become so distant and unfamiliar.

"It's porridge, it's really porridge."

"This official didn't lie to us!"

"Hurry up, I'm dying of hunger." A young homeless man rushed to the cauldron to scoop a bowl of drink, but was stopped by the chef there.

Zhu Pinggui looked at Mo Qian with some confusion, "My lord, this is ......"

Mo Qian smiled and pointed at his hand, "Look." ”

I saw that the chef took the originally golden and shiny minced pork from the table next to him, and poured it into the pot in a large basin.

Suddenly, the white porridge became a little shiny, and the smell of meat went straight to everyone's noses, "Oh my God, that's meat?" Am I not mistaken? ”

"That's right, that's meat, I haven't seen Oil Star for half a month."

Zhu Pinggui's throat moved, and he looked away from the pot with difficulty, "The great kindness of the adults cannot be repaid." ”

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, you're hungry too, so hurry up and eat."

After that, he took a bowl from the chef's hand and handed it to Zhu Pinggui. Zhu Pinggui took it and handed it to an old woman beside him, "Granny Yang, eat it while it's hot." ”

"Oops......" The old woman pursed her chapped lips and replied in a voice, while Zhu Pinggui twisted his head to the side, and his eyes were a little red.

It didn't take long for the homeless people present to serve their bowls and squat on the grass next to the threshing floor and grunt and drink porridge.

The heat of the porridge floated up from the bowl and touched the eyes, and many people's eyes overflowed with tears.