Walking into the city, it is really different, although everyone is not very expensive, but it is still very clean, and the exchanges are very calm, indicating that they are not homeless. When entering the city gate, some soldiers strictly investigated, and Liu Sheng really drove away the displaced people like the county orders in other areas.

Only outside the city, there were homeless people everywhere, and they looked at Chen Yuan and his party, either insensitive, or very jealous.

One by one, they were sick or hungry, and their faces were extremely haggard. And many of them are lying on the ground, and it seems that they are not going to work, and under the gathering of displaced people, there may be a plague.

Chen Yuan didn't ask much for the time being, and came to the county office.

He sat in the main hall, with a plaque hanging "Mirror Hanging" behind him, and spoke sharply. After finishing speaking, he asked: "Jiang Chen, how much grain is there in the warehouse?" ”

"Lord Hui, a thousand stones came last month, and half a month ago, a hundred stones were distributed, but unfortunately they encountered a mob and robbed of food, but fortunately, they protected and retreated quickly, and there were still nine hundred stones left."

"How can this be reasonable, in the past year and a half, the emperor has allocated disaster relief food five times, a total of 4 million stones, and a county only has 10,000 stone of grain, why is it so little?"

Jiang Chen knelt down: "My lord, the top really only gave so much, and this was only a month ago." ”

"How can it be?" Chen Xun slapped his palm on the table, causing the others to tremble.

"Nine hundred is nine hundred stones, Jiang Chen, you immediately arrange for people to set up porridge sheds outside the city, and set up five. First use five stones to cook porridge, which must be thin, and you can add some bran appropriately. ”

Bran is the skin of wheat seeds, and bran is the skin of millet seeds.

As soon as Chen Yuan said this, the hall was in an uproar, and Jiang Chen was shocked: "My lord, if you want to give porridge, don't say that the victims are easy to rob, just say that this porridge is too thin, and add bran." My lord, there are regulations in the imperial court that the soup porridge should not be too thin, and the chopsticks inserted into the porridge must stand upright, and there can be no impurities. ”

Chen Xun also said: "My lord, if we do this, we are treating the victims as beasts, and the official history books will scold us and spread it to Your Majesty, and we will have to lose our heads." ”

Chen Yuan sighed solemnly: "I don't care so much, Dezun, you have also seen the situation outside the city, at least three thousand disaster victims, we will have nine hundred stone of grain, what role can it play, their lives are in danger, at this time, as long as there is a stutter, it doesn't matter what he is, even the bark and Guanyin soil are eaten." Let's save one of them, and use these 900 stones for ten days first. At the same time, I collected food from the gentry in the city, and then I went to Jinan to find the political envoy to allocate food. ”

Chen Xun frowned and said: "My lord, although you have a point, but you are carrying the infamy of the ages, Your Majesty blames it, and it is possible to lose your head." ”

Chen Yuan sighed deeply: "There is no way, there is not much food in the city, and the victims are everywhere, just rely on this bit of food, and in the end we have to starve to death for more than half of it, and we will be infamous if we can save one more person, it is our task." Jiang Chen, carry out Ben Qincha's order, in addition, find a few more Langzhong, prepare medicine to cure the plague, and isolate people immediately once they find abnormal people. ”

"Yes."

Now, food has become more expensive than golden beans, and the city is full of hunger and desolation.

On the road, an old man held a jade bracelet and shouted: "My family's ancestral jade bracelet is priceless, a bag of steamed buns, just exchange for a bag of steamed buns!" Who will give me a bag of steamed buns? ”

"Old man, everyone is dizzy with hunger, and the city is not allowed to enter, who still has steamed buns in their hands?" Someone asked skeptically.

"I have." A well-dressed squire passed by and stopped the carriage.

Everyone stared at the squire, he had a big belly, and some expected him to give a little, but unfortunately the squire's eyes were cold and unsympathetic, and he was obviously disappointed.

There were twenty men around the squire, all of them armed with broadswords. The refugees did not dare to be impulsive, so they could only secretly hate him, staring at him with two eyes.

"Master, master, I'll change, just give me a bag of steamed buns. My jade bracelet is yours. ”

The squire looked arrogant, and lazily stretched out five fingers: "Just five steamed buns, don't change and pull them down." ”

"My lord, this is priceless." The old man's voice was hoarse.

The squire stretched out his hand impatiently, intending to beckon the man to leave.

"I'll change, I'll change, sir, I'll change."

The old man took the steamed bun and immediately took out one and just took a bite, and then stretched out a dirty little hand next to him, snatched the steamed bun and ran.

"Give it back to me, my steamed buns!" The old man chased not far away, and then fell to the ground with all his strength, and could only fall on the ground and cry bitterly-

"Master, big master-" The child snatched the steamed buns, where to eat, but before he reached his mouth, he was snatched away by others, and rushed up, not knowing how many people could eat a bite. The old man's steamed bun bag was also snatched away.

The squire's face was blank, and he stared at the little boy who came by as if he were examining a prisoner.

The little boy stretched out his thin arm and begged, "Master, my father and my mother are starving to death—sir, you are fine, please give me something to stutter, just give me a mouthful, just give me a bite." ”

The squire said coldly: "Here you go, what are we going to eat?" "Shake off the little boy.

The boy walked back in despair, and after a short walk, he fell to the ground.

No one looked at him, the people outside were like the walking dead, there were too many similar scenes, often people walked and walked, and they couldn't get up again when they got on the ground, and people went from being afraid and scared at the beginning to now becoming commonplace, and even sleeping with the corpse, they no longer felt at all, and hunger made people's hearts hard as iron.

"Lord Qincha has put grain and soup for porridge!"

In the afternoon, a series of high-pitched voices came out, resounding in the sky.

The refugees sat up suddenly, in unison. Even those who are almost dying are struggling to get up.

Chincha-sama, no, at this time, they are not paying attention to Chincha-sama, but giving soup porridge and having something to eat.

Then they heard the wind and rushed towards the city gate with the old and the young.

Sure enough, they saw that five sheds had simply been erected outside the city.

"Listen, Lord Qincha has an order, if you want to drink porridge, immediately line up, one bowl per person, if you dare to cut in line, not only will you not give porridge, but you will also be punished, do you understand?"

The victims did not answer, and they did not have the strength to talk, but they understood, and consciously lined up in five rows, staring at the porridge shed one by one, and sure enough, when they saw that someone had drunk the porridge, they began to be happy.

Chen Yuan stood at the head of the city, taking in everything below. I was sad and angry in my heart, and I looked at the way they gobbled up, and I didn't care what kind of bran they had, and they licked the edge of the bowl clean.

"Phew, what's for us? It's bran. ”

Suddenly, a man shouted and smashed the bowl on the ground: "Folks, what bullshit, there is no kindness, he is a corrupt official on a dog day, the court has a law, and the soup must be able to insert chopsticks, you see, this porridge is thin, there are more than ten grains of rice in a bowl." ”

As soon as he called, the soup cooker stopped.

The soldier scolded: "If you don't want to drink porridge, go aside, and then dare to disturb the order, and there will be no forgiveness for killing." ”

What he said aroused the disgust of the people, and the big man said angrily: "It's all dog officials, treat us as animals, blind dates, we can't survive anyway, the dog officials are in the city, let's go and kill Qincha, and the food is ours." ”

"yes, we're not going to be able to live anymore."

"Kill the Chincha."

"Kill the dog officer."

Immediately, a few people chimed in, and then the displaced people were in chaos, rushing towards the porridge shack and the city, grabbing grain for those who grabbed grain, and beat officials for errands. Immediately, several officials fell to the ground, their lives and deaths unknown.

"My lord, what should I do?" Jiang Chen panicked.

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice: "If you take people down, you will take the lead in making trouble, and there will be no mercy." ”

"My lord, this, killing the homeless, our crime is not small." Chen Xun was shocked.

Chen Yuan pointed down and explained: "Look at the people who eat porridge just now, which one cares about the problem of porridge, they are all gobbling up, and everyone is going to die, so they still care about this." Those troublemakers, full of physical strength and ruddy faces, were obviously not homeless, and were immediately hunted and killed. ”

Chen Xun took a closer look, and sure enough, this was the case, and exclaimed: "Could it be that someone deliberately makes a mess for us?" ”

"Kill Lord Qincha, kill the dog officer!" In a few moments they rushed into the city and hurried towards the city.

"Protect Chincha-sama." Jiang Chen panicked, and hurriedly instructed the people around him to stop the leader

I didn't know that the first few martial arts were superb, and they quickly knocked down the soldiers, and the leader, with a sinister smile on his lips, pointed directly at Chen Yuan.

Assassination? Chen Yuan was shocked and hurriedly stepped back.

Chen Xun was kicked down and ate a dog to gnaw mud. Jiang Chen and others were civilian officials, and they were soon surrounded by refugees, and it was difficult to protect themselves.

Seeing that Chen Yuan was about to die, suddenly, with a cold snort, several leading refugees were knocked down, and before the sword at the head stabbed Chen Yuan, he was blocked by her, and at the same time kicked him to the ground, and before he could react, he was killed by her knife.

She came and went in the crowd, and in less than half an hour, she killed the five leaders, fast and ruthless, and her methods were ruthless, and she didn't frown.

The other refugees were stunned and immediately stopped moving.

Chen Yuan was also stunned, but he didn't expect that when the matter came, it was Li Yuyi who came to save him, that is, she had been near her, and she didn't find out.

Since she protected Yang Dao, Chen Yuan had never seen her again.

In addition to being surprised, Chen Yuan also immediately commanded Jiang Chen to stabilize the situation, and the refugees passed by the dead, but such a bloody scene was very frightened for a while.

Chen Yuan said loudly: "You are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, don't be deceived by others, the emperor will not let you go, now, the first offender has been killed." Listen, if you want to drink porridge, you must obey the arrangement, the official will not blame the past, and if there is any more trouble, he will not be spared. ”

Hearing that Chincha-sama did not pursue the matter, the panicked hearts of the refugees gradually calmed down.

"Lord Sechincha." There are refugees.

Chen Yuan nodded: "Ben Qin Cha has already arranged a doctor, those who are sick can see a doctor, and a bonfire will be set up outside the city at night for heating, and Ben Qin Cha will also raise food for you to spend this summer." You have to eat, raise your spirits, and the court will distribute ploughing cattle and grain seeds, and then go back to farming and wait for the autumn harvest. ”

"Lord Sechincha." The refugees fell to their knees.

"Xie Chen Qingtian, the sky has eyes, we have a way to live." The refugees wept with joy.