"This group of Diao people is too blind to see, find someone to drive them away."

With the words, several officials brushed their knives together, and the people nearby saw it and hurriedly took a few steps back.

The leading official turned around, "Gongzi Song, why don't Miss Song go back to the carriage first, it's quite chaotic outside, don't bump into it again, let this group of people collide with you." ”

Erlang didn't speak, Song Qingyuan looked at the scene in front of him, thoughtful, and then asked, "Who are these people?" ”

"Refugees!" The official replied.

"Some time ago, there was no water in the south, and many places were affected, and these refugees ran to us along the river."

"Passing through many counties, none of them have been taken in by the government, and our county magistrate means that they are not allowed to enter the city."

"If you don't let them into the city, will you let them be displaced outside here?"

Song Qingmo shouted, "The officials don't stand up for the people, and they turn the people away, what kind of good official is this." ”

"Okay Mo'er, don't say it again!" Song Qingyuan said in a low voice.

Zhao County's behavior is also very understandable, and the behavior of taking in refugees is inherently risky.

Especially if the disaster is not done, the plague will spread, and if it is done well, this is a political achievement, and if it is not done well, the entire county will have to lose money.

Especially now that Yulin County has just finished repairing the river and compensating the affected villagers, there is no money left in the county government's account. , Zhao County Order is even more unlikely to take people in.

Song Qingyuan turned around, "Let's go, didn't you make an appointment with Wu Yao, it's not good to delay the hour." ”

"Miss, Miss, wait a minute, beg Miss to reward us for stuttering, we haven't eaten in a few days."

"Please be kind, the Bodhisattva will bless you!" The refugees shouted one after another.

Song Qingmo couldn't bear it, and turned around to go back to the car to get something.

When they came, they brought a lot of pastries and food, even if they were all divided, they could also respond to emergencies.

"What are you doing, Mo'er?" Song Qingyuan stopped him.

"They are so pitiful, I feel uncomfortable when I see it, so I can help if I can." Song Qingmo said.

The Song family has had money in the past two years, and the conditions are good, so there is no shortage of food and drink.

But even before, when they were not rich, they never starved.

"Yuan'er, now that you're rich, let's help out." Song Qingmo discussed.

She didn't understand why Song Qingyuan wanted to stop him, Song Qingyuan was obviously not a stingy person.

I saw Song Qingyuan shaking his head, "Can you help for a while, can you help for a lifetime?" ”

"If it weren't for these officials, if you take the things out, we will be surrounded and we won't even be able to leave."

Song Qingmo was silent, she understood what Song Qingyuan said, but ......

"Now that there are officials, they won't block the way, they can help for a while, at least they can get by on their conscience."

Song Qingyuan glanced at the victims with tired faces, and shook his head helplessly, "Snacks are useless to them." ”

"Snacks are expensive and you don't want to be hungry, so it's better to spend some money, buy some nests, and cook a few pots of porridge to help the victims, so that they can fill their stomachs."

"Good! Good! Good! Song Qingmo nodded again and again.

"This is a good idea, wowotou, corn porridge, which is cheap and anti-hunger, you can buy a lot for a tael of silver, I will go to the city to buy it!"

"You!" Song Qingmo pointed to an official errand, "Come here." ”

The official clenched his fists, "What does Miss Song Si command?" ”

"You are not allowed to drive them away, but let them stay outside the city." Song Qingmo said.

"I'll come over in a moment and make them line up and wait to receive it."

"This ......" is a difficult official errand.

"Miss Song Si, the county magistrate has instructed that these victims are not allowed to stay in my Yulin County, do you see if it is ......?"

When Song Qingmo heard this, she suddenly lost her temper, "The people are suffering, you just turn a blind eye!" ”

"Now you want to drive them away, how did you do it?"

"They didn't enter the city either, but they just stayed outside the city for a while, and they weren't even allowed to do this little thing, and it was too impersonal!"

Song Qingmo flicked her sleeves fiercely, "I can't tell you, I won't say it, I'll go to my grandfather and say it!" ”

Song Qingmo gritted her teeth and asked his grandfather to clean them up when the time came.

Hearing this, the official was helpless, and looked at Song Qingyuan with a bitter face, "Miss Song San, look at this ......"

The official raised his hand, "Our buddies are also acting on orders, we are all from poor families, who wants to watch the people suffer." ”

"But we are on an errand, and this is what we do, so we can't help but listen to orders!"

"It's embarrassing for Brother Guan!" Song Qingyuan said softly.

"If you don't look at this, you will have to put some effort into organizing the organization, over there." Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to an open place.

"Gather all the people there, and we'll go into the city to buy some food for everyone to fill their stomachs for a while."

"As for the future, let's go back and discuss it with my grandfather."

The official followed Song Qingyuan's gaze and saw that the place was indeed quite empty.

It is also quite far away from the vicinity of the county seat, and it will not block the official road, nor will it block the people of Yulin County from entering the city.

So he nodded, "In this way, I will listen to Miss Song San, I will gather people over, but it can't be too long, we also have official orders, and I ask Miss for forgiveness." ”

"Please also ask the young lady and the county town to discuss countermeasures as soon as possible, so that we can come up with a charter, and our brothers will act according to the charter."

"I'm in trouble." Song Qingyuan nodded slightly.

dragged Song Qingmo and was about to return to the carriage, "Let's go, don't look at it, hurry up!" ”

"Okay!" As soon as Song Qingmo responded, her eyes were attracted by a noisy sound.

"Hurry up and take it out, you stinky boy, you dare to steal your things, believe it or not, you will be dismantled!"

The man spoke, kicking a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy several times in quick succession.

"Take it or not, you can't take it out!"

"It's mine, it's not yours at all, why should I give it to you, you scoundrels." The boy shouted resentfully.

"Yikes! Dare to pout! The man stretched out his foot and stepped on the boy's fingers.

"If you say one more word to your master, you will stomp on your claws."

"Your things, you poor boy, a refugee who can't even afford to eat, what good things can you have!"

"You obviously stole it from your master, aren't you, brothers?"

"Yes! Be! We all saw that he had stolen it from his eldest brother. Several of the younger brothers around the man responded again and again.

"You! You ......"

The boyish anger is furious, and his eyes are like cannibalism.

"You scoundrels, the things are mine, left to me by my parents."

"I will never give it to you, and I won't give it to you if I am killed!" The boy emphasized.

"Don't give it, okay!"

The man rolled up his sleeves, "Brothers, grab it for me." ”

"Okay!" A few thugs responded and rushed towards the boy.

In the blink of an eye, the young man's already tattered clothes were torn and almost uncovered, and the only jade pendant on his body was also snatched away.

The young man was suddenly anxious, and he flew up desperately, "Give it back to me, give me back the jade pendant, it's mine!" ”

"That's what my parents left me, give it back to me!"

"Who said it was yours!" The man hurriedly stuffed the jade pendant into his arms.

"Which eye sees that this is your thing, it's obviously my thing."

"You ......"

Boyish hands trembled, "You robber, let's go to the official." ”

"Yo-he!" The man kicked the young man's body with his foot, "Just like you, you can't even enter the county seat, and you still told the master to see the official, who are you fooling!" ”

"You should be the official mansion opened by your family, and you can make decisions for you when we are the Qingtian Lord of Yulin County."

"Whew! Don't look at which green onion you are? ”

"And which onion are you?" Song Qingmo pinched her waist and stretched out her finger and looked at the man angrily.