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It took two hours for countless horses to be released, and finally more than 100 of the 800,000 refugees who could make up their minds were invited over.

The old man refers to people with high moral integrity, not all of them are old people, most of them are middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, and the old people are a minority.

These people gathered together and sat in the chairs that had been moved.

Wang Xu led Liu Quan, and there were more than a dozen healthy servants standing behind him, sitting on the main seat.

Looking at Wang Xu, who is only eight years old but has been presiding over disaster relief matters, the elders below have mixed tastes.

In the past, if someone had said that they had fled to Yangzhou and would have been helped by an eight-year-old child, they would have thought that the person who spoke was crazy.

How can an eight-year-old child do such a big thing, this is unreasonable.

But now, no one can laugh, because Wang Xu is the one who is in charge, from them to the 800,000 victims, all rely on the relief of a child to survive.

Some people among the victims said that the young master of the Wang family was the reincarnation of a bodhisattva in the sky.

Someone else said, that's not right, when the young master of the Wang family was born, it was obviously a Taoist priest from Zhongnan Mountain, how could he become the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva.

If you want to talk about reincarnation, it is also the reincarnation of Xingjun, and I can't guarantee that this little young master of the Wang family is which star god in the sky can't see the suffering of the people before he comes down.

The three of them became tigers, and there were many people who said it, so naturally some people would be suspicious.

After all, Wang Xu is not like a mortal, since Dong Zhongshu respected Confucianism, there have been many prodigies, but there are few such gods, and Ganluo, who was only twelve years old in the past, can suppress him.

"All the elders here are Wang Xu's elders, if you have anything to say, I won't hide it. Listening to Liu Quan, the situation in Jiaozhou is getting better, and everyone has the intention of going back, is there such a thing? ”

Wang Xu sat on the main seat and looked at the more than 100 elders in front of him.

The elders looked at each other, and after talking in a whisper for a while, someone stood up and said: "Yes, everyone has been out for two or three months, and the homesickness is very heavy, and now the disaster relief ambassador has presided over the disaster relief in Jiaozhou, and the situation has improved, and many people want to go back to see, but they have no surplus food in their hands and dare not go on the road." ”

"Grain..."

Wang Xu nodded slightly, glanced at Liu Quan beside him, and said, "How much grain do we have?" ”

"There are 15 million catties of millet and 8 million catties of beans, and the miscellaneous ones add up to 25 million catties of grain."

Grain is just a general term, corn, soybeans, rice, all counted.

Hearing that there was still so much food, the elders present cheered up and waited for Wang Xu's next words.

Wang Xu pointed his finger at the table, thought for a while, and said: "The food in the granary is enough for us to last for more than a month, and it is easy to borrow some food from everyone to let everyone return to their hometowns, but..."

After a pause in his tone, when everyone held their breath, Wang Xu said again: "I'm afraid that some people will be greedy and won't leave after receiving food, and they will continue to stay as disaster victims, which is not easy to do." ”

"Don't worry, the little young master, I don't dare to guarantee it elsewhere, at the disaster relief point on the twelfth, the old man promised that the people who got the food would never stay, and they would never cause trouble to the little young master." The one who spoke was an old man, this person was dressed as a hunter, he was always old, but his body was full of muscles, and he was not lost to young people at all, and he looked like Lao Huang Zhong.

"What about you?"

Wang Xu looked at the others, some of these people patted their chests and assured, while others were speechless.

The more than 100 elders present represented 800,000 victims.

On average, each person is the leader of five or six thousand victims, and some of them are hard enough to suppress and disobey.

Some people can get to the top, but they rely on mutual checks and balances, and the control over the victims is not great, so they dare not guarantee it.

Only one-third of the people who were able to see the reactions of the people and had the confidence to take the victims away without causing chaos.

Knowing this situation, Wang Xu nodded to Liu Quan and said, "Take the pen and ink, and give a military order to those who are confident that they can take the victims away and will not cause chaos." As soon as the military order is erected, it is counted according to the head, and those who go will be given five catties of corn, two catties of soybeans, and one catty of rice. But I'm talking about it in front of me, and those who are gone can't come back, otherwise I'll have to talk to you. ”

"No, we are all elected by ten miles and eight villages, and no one will choose us if we don't speak. The sons and daughters below are all good men in a place, and they will go, and they will never cause trouble to the little master, otherwise I will go to their house. ”

Orion was the first to respond, and everyone else who was sure of it also stood up.

Wang Xu nodded lightly and motioned to Liu Quan to let these people be guarantors.

Liu Quan walked up with pen and ink, and some people couldn't write their names, so they put a handprint on the paper.

After a circle, there are about 50 veterans who are willing to bring people back to their hometowns, accounting for two-fifths of the veterans.

The rest of the people shook their heads and said nothing, some were willing to be victims of the disaster and did not want to go back, and some were self-conscious and incompetent, fearing that the team would be chaotic if they did not bring them back.

Signing, drawing, borrowing grain...

For the victims who were leaving, Wang Xu was not chestnut, and each of them gave five catties of millet, two catties of beans, and one catty of rice, a total of eight catties of grain.

This food is not enough to support only these people to return to their hometowns, but it is still possible to support them for more than ten days.

There are wild vegetables and leaves mixed on the road, which should be able to last for half a month, and as for what will happen later, it is not something that can be considered now.

Hearing the news that they could return home, the victims cheered, and more than 200,000 people left on the first day.

The rest of the people were also watching, and on the second day they left another hundred thousand, on the third day they left tens of thousands, and on the fourth day they still did.

At the end of the week, only 300,000 of the 800,000 victims remained, and most of them left.

Even some people who didn't want to leave before, seeing everyone leaving, also started to follow the crowd, after all, they have been out for several months, and if they have the opportunity, who doesn't want to go back to see.

Ten days later...

Those who should have left left, those who came, those who left, and the number of victims outside Jiuquan Town remained at more than 300,000.

The rest of the people didn't want to leave, and some of them dragged their families and didn't plan to go back.

There are also people who did not come empty-handed to escape the famine, but brought some family funds.

Seeing that the situation in Jiuquan Town was good, there was no intention of leaving, and I ran to the town all day long, thinking about how to move my hukou here and settle down here.

There are fewer people in the disaster, which is a real feeling, and there is also a feeling that the New Year is coming.

This year's New Year, on February 12, there are only ten days left in the full count.

The end of the year is approaching, and people's hearts are inevitably impetuous.

However, it is not without good news, news came from the county that the victims gradually dispersed, and Cheng County ordered no longer panic.

There is a saying above that during the New Year, the county will also follow the disaster relief, from the first day of the new year to the fifteenth, which can be regarded as a show before the disaster passes.

This is good news, now in Liyang County, the Wang family is the largest family in disaster relief, in addition to other places for disaster relief, but they are all small fights.

After all, after experiencing the disaster relief in the first two months, coupled with the distribution of grain for the return of the victims, Wang Xu's food is also stretched.

Chinese New Year's Eve...

"It's the New Year!"

Wang Xu, dressed in a fancy costume, walked on the street happily with four dog legs.

On the street, the townspeople of Jiuquan Town have begun to put up lanterns, paste Spring Festival couplets, and burn firecrackers, which are much more lively than usual.

Walking outside the town, the victims who stayed outside the town also washed themselves one by one, and changed out of the beggar's clothes that they had worn all the way and had never changed, which looked much more pleasing to the eye.

Seeing Wang Xu come out, the victims cheered, and some people knelt down on the spot, kowtowed: "Little Master Wang, I kowtow to you, old man, you are a good person, a great good person!" ”

"Young Master Wang, Young Master Wang, Young Master Wang!!"

The victims surrounded Wang Xu, and there were no musical instruments, so they beat bamboo poles and sang and danced together.

Wang Xu's face was full of smiles, most of these victims left behind will be integrated into Jiuquan Town in Kaichun.

With these more than 300,000 people, the scale of Jiuquan Town can be at least tripled, and these people have all received the favor of the Wang family, even if the grace of doumi ends for three years, and the grace of saving lives can be forgotten for ten years, but with the support of these people in a short period of time, the Wang family will say nothing in Jiuquan Town.

With this foundation, coupled with the fact that after the disaster, the imperial court may be rewarded for meritorious deeds.

The Wang family will rush out of the township and become a new upstart in the county, and the fame will be passed on by word of mouth with millions of victims.

In a few years, one will pass ten, ten will pass hundred, and the land of Yangzhou will mention the Wang family of Jinshan Mansion again, and no one will have to give a thumbs up.

"Don't accumulate steps, don't lead to thousands of miles, a journey of a thousand miles, today begins with a single step!"

With a smile on his face, Wang Xu greeted the victims with a smile, and secretly thought: "The first step in raising hope is completed today!" ”

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