Chapter 589: What I See
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Soon, they reached the bottom of the wall, where some soldiers wearing hats and helmets and long crimson armor were watching them.
These soldiers, all strong and strong, with sharp eyes and full of oppressive power, seem to be able to fight more than one without weapons compared to the officers and soldiers in the outside world.
Most of them are holding bird guns, this kind of bird guns, Han Father and others have seen them in the caravan dart master of Sun's shopkeeper, fierce and unspeakable, and the bandits along the way can't help but take a few more glances if they encounter ghosts.
Above the wall, next to a group of soldiers, an officer in armor and leg skirts, holding a long, round, retractable thing in his hand, looked at the road on this side, and whispered something to a person next to him, and beside him, there was a fierce hound parked.
That thing Father Han had seen before, it seemed to be a kind of thing called a speculum, and some people called it a clairvoyant, this thing was extremely difficult to see, and I couldn't imagine that an ordinary officer on this side could have it.
Entering the gate, I saw that on both sides of the door, there were two rows of soldiers holding bird guns, all of them had strict faces, and their eyes did not squint, from them, you could feel an indescribable sharpness, and the homeless people had a feeling of entering a different world.
Everyone didn't dare to look at it, but fortunately, there was no entrance fee here, and no one interrogated, so they hurriedly passed through the walled gate and entered the inside.
Then the eyes lit up, and I saw that behind the wall, there was a huge flat field, and there was no problem in accommodating 10,000 people.
At this time, on the flat field, standing or standing, the black pressure is full of homeless people with various accents, everyone is around, there is any luggage and equipment, of course, it is generally tattered and ugly, and the side of the flat field is on the side. In the eyes of Han's father and others, some of them are strong enough to serve as family members, and they wear fox hats. A man wearing a short hood with no inner nail leaf and no bubble nails, a cloth belt around his waist, and a red shoulder scarf.
They had short sticks in their hands. It seems to be a helper or something, to prevent someone from making noise, and to maintain order. Listening to their accents, it may be the military households in the area of Mashuikou and Bauhinia Pass.
Seeing another wave of displaced people arriving, one of the helpers shouted, "It's time to start dinner at noon, and there is still a quarter of an hour...... Don't worry, our porridge and rice are all free. ā
"Free soup kitchen?"
When Father Han heard this, he was in good spirits. When they looked, they saw that on the left side of the flat field, there was a huge rice shop, which could accommodate thousands of people to eat, such as this rice shop. There seems to be more than one.
The buzzing voices on the flat field sounded, and they were all excited conversations.
"Mother, the military master said that you don't need money to eat."
The little girl who was yellow and thin said happily in her mother's arms.
"Yaya, you can eat later."
The woman said to her daughter, feeling hungry and looking forward to eating and drinking porridge immediately.
Next to the mother, a man bit his lower lip, his heart was sad, all the way over, the family was hungry and cold, I heard that in Xuanfu Town, everyone has work to do, everyone has food, he hopes that in the future, with his own hands, his family will not starve.
"Dangdangdang."
The bell rang, and then the crowd on the flat field became noisy, and a helper shouted: "It's time to eat, all line up, enter the No. A restaurant in an orderly manner, and when the quota is full, enter the No. B restaurant." ā
"If you have a large item on your body, put it in its place, and the firm will take care of it, and you will not lose ......"
A few more sturdy helpers, armed with short sticks, stepped forward, and unceremoniously beat some of the homeless young men who wanted to squeeze to the front, until they did not dare to squeeze any more.
Everyone lined up and entered the huge restaurant on the left, Han's father and his party, Mr. Li and his party, and Yaya's family, followed the crowd and entered the restaurant, and more than 20 people entered it, and a gang of servants shouted: "The shop is full, the people in the rear, etc., go to the No. B restaurant......
"Now there are a lot of displaced people every month."
What is speaking is that it is Luo Fu, the former head of Niujiaowa Fire Road Pier, who was originally a small flag officer, and now has become a senior manager of Zhao Gezhai.
Watching the homeless people continue to enter the various restaurants, he put his hands behind his back and said thoughtfully.
Jiang Zhongmin, the original dun army, stood beside him, and he became a leader in the institute, not only him, but also several original dun soldiers.
He said: "No, our Zhao Gezhai homeless shelter, the mountain road in the east, and the inflow of displaced people in Zhuozhou have always been, and there are many people who come every day. The little one also heard that now from Ulju and Gwangchang, there are also a lot of homeless people who come in every day......"
Father Han and the others entered the restaurant, and the restaurant in front of them was huge, spacious, and bright, with long tables and benches, and as far as the eye could see, it spread to both sides, and there might not be less than two hundred.
At this time, every table was full of people, roughly gathered from house to house, densely packed with ragged heads.
Suddenly entering this clean and tidy environment, everyone was a little anxious, and they all sat down and didn't dare to move.
"Everyone sits well, no wandering around, porridge and side dishes, will be carried one by one to divide it, don't worry about not being able to divide it......"
At the same time, there are groups of helpers carrying large buckets of rice porridge, bowls and chopsticks, side dishes, etc., a table is divided, smelling the fragrance of porridge and vegetables, many homeless people are even more restless, Yaya and other families, crowded around a table, but also tilted their heads, trying their best to poke out to that side.
Finally, it was their turn, two helpers carrying dishes and chopsticks, and counted their numbers, a total of eight people at this table, one by one, large bowls, placed on their tables, as well as chopsticks, even Yaya, the same as the size of the adults.
There is also a plate with a large face, which is placed in the middle of the table.
Then, among the people carrying the porridge, a large spoon scooped up the hot and thick rice porridge and poured it into the sea bowls, and a large spoonful of side dishes was also poured into the bowl like a face plate.
"You have been hungry for a long time, and do not eat too quickly."
The porridge helpers left a sentence and continued to the next table.
"Yaya, eat slowly."
The woman said to her daughter with a smile on her face, she was happy in her heart, and at the same time sad, how long has it been since her own child has eaten so beautifully?
The sound of drinking porridge in the restaurant was sparse, and the homeless people had been hungry for a long time, and most of them were gobbling up. Fortunately, it's just a porridge, and it's just a big bowl, if it's a meal. Many people may die of abdominal distension.
"The rice porridge is thick and not poured, and there are fragrant side dishes, every day, how much does the village cost every year? Xuanzhen is rich. It lives up to its name. ā
Father Han drank rice porridge and couldn't help sighing.
"No money, hurry. Drink more, but unfortunately only one bowl. ā
Han's mother smiled and beckoned her daughters and sons-in-law, look at this porridge, it is all made of fine white rice, although the Han family is a landlord in Zhending, it is impossible to use white rice to make porridge every day.
Mr. Lee's family. Sitting next to Father Han and the others not far away, he drank silently, with a smile on his face, and he could see the whole leopard at a glance, and this was the case in every homeless shelter. It can be seen that his family has a good choice to come to Xuanfu Town.
Moreover, what makes him even more excited here is order.
He is in his hometown, although he can barely survive, but he always feels like sitting on pins and needles, afraid that one day, his home will be robbed by hungry people and bandits, and that kind of danger is always accompanied, making him uneasy day and night.
One of the root causes of the troubled times is the loss of order and the rampant anarchism, of which rogues are typical.
And Kankan entered the periphery of Xuanfu Town, and the feeling of peace of mind enveloped him, presumably, it would be a safe place to live.
After drinking the porridge, everyone had a smile on their faces, their spirits were much better, and the long-lost strength also appeared on them.
"After drinking the porridge, all the fathers and elders will follow me, go to Area B, register, and check whether they are pregnant with the epidemic."
A few loud helpers shouted, and the black crowd followed them forward.
Soon, I saw that at the end of the flat field in front of me, there was a row of fences, there were many openings, next to the fence, there were huts, there were desks inside, and some scribes with sun, moon and waves embroidered on their shirts sat in the middle, and in front of some fences, there were also signs such as A, B, C, D, etc.
"There are letters and letters in the town, and those who are guaranteed to come to this side, and those who are literate and literate come to this side, and the rest of the people come to this side......"
Soon the displaced people were divided into several waves, queuing up to register one by one.
"Contemptible Han Xianwei, Zhending Mansion Xingtai people's family, this is my wife He's family, this is my daughter Han Pannan, Han Wangnan, Han Ruonan, my son-in-law ......"
When it was his turn, he stepped forward on behalf of the Han family, sat on a chair in front of the desk, took out his own household stickers, and said to the clerk in front of him.
When the scribe looked through their household posts, he took out his treasured letter with his son Han Kaihui, and said: "My son Han Kaihui, who served in the army on the East Road, is now an officer under the command of the Jingbian Army. ā
"Oh."
The scribe looked at the letter, his face was more solemn, and there was also a scribe next to him, and said: "There will be no mistake, Captain Han, and Captain Zhao Zuo and his party arrived in the No. C area of Zhao Gezhai yesterday, saying that they came to greet his parents. ā
The scribe handed back the household sticker and other letters, and said with a smile: "Han Yuanwai has worked hard all the way, welcome to Xuanzhen, this is your home." ā
Next to the hut, a helper guarding the gate came up and said, "Han Yuanwai, please come here." ā
Soon, Han's father and his entourage entered Area B, and Mr. Li's family, who were in the rear, hurriedly stepped forward.
Student Li Xiangqing ...... This is a letter between me and a friend, who is a scribe in the city of Baoanzhou......"
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āā¦ā¦ Zheng Xingxiang, a native of Tang County, Baoding Prefecture, has a family of eight, and he is sixty-two years old......"
The scribe in front of him glanced at the old man with messy white hair in front of him, and then looked at the size of a few mouthfuls behind him, especially the little girl in a woman's arms, he flipped through everyone's household posts, and looked at each other with the person next to him, and nodded.
He said gently: "Look at Zheng Laohan, you and the others are also honest people, after entering the country, are you willing to go to Tunpu Tuntian?" ā
He said: "At present, the Marquis of Yongning, the most important thing is the people of each fort, when you arrive at the tunpu, you must be well fed and clothed, if you are honest and willing to work, within three months, you will be awarded a green book, that is, you will be naturalized." If you work harder, if you become a Han citizen, you can divide the fields and land in time, and live a peaceful life, which is also leisure. ā
The more they collect, the more the scribes in these shelters will be rewarded, and of course, if it is for the sake of benefit, they will also be punished if they send some slippery people in.
"Willing, willing, villain, etc."
Zheng Xingxiang Zheng Lao Han and others have already inquired clearly, the most important thing is to get a green book in Xuanfu Town, so that they can live in Xuanfu Town for a long time.
In their hometown, they have been plowing the fields all their lives, and if they enter the Tunpu, they can be fed and clothed, not to mention, they can continue to plow the fields, which is the best. Maybe in the near future, you can get the red book, divide the fields and land, and live a peaceful life.
"Okay, you wait for Area B, take a bath, change clothes, repair your hair, observe, wait for a day or two, during which you will be given a temporary residence blue, and then a special car will send you to Tunpu."
Zheng Xingxiang was very grateful, and the family, all of them were overjoyed, holding a special note, and under the guidance of a gang of servants, they entered the No. B area from a gate. (To be continued.) )