Gyeongju Governor's Office.

Jacher was busy running before and after.

Most of the original eleven guards of the state capital died in this natural disaster, and now only one of them remains.

In the past few days, under Zhao Lian's will, Jia Che was successfully promoted to the sword.

The sword is the captain of the entire escort team.

Zhao Lian walked out of the front hall and came to the government hall under the leadership of an official in regular clothes.

This person's name is Qiu Ruyuan, who is the governor of Gyeongju and was born in the Qiu family in Qingba County, Dajin.

It's just that his state pastor is slightly more watery than Xu Zhilang of Xiliang.

Although he has the name of the state pastor, he does not have the reality of the state pastor, and everything needs to be communicated with the Dajin court and the local family before he can take the board.

"Jia Che, take a few brothers and go out with me and His Royal Highness King Lian."

Jia Che wiped a handful of fine sweat from his forehead, ran to Zhao Lian and Qiu Ruyuan, and bowed.

"Subordinates, see the Six Princes, Qiu Zhoumu! This is the arrangement of a retinue of guards! ”

He addressed the Six Princes, not King Lian.

The purpose is to let Qiu Zhoumu know that he has a great relationship with Zhao Lian and belongs to his own people!

Zhao Lian smiled and nodded, and his careful thoughts about Jia Che were not broken.

After he separated from Xu Mu and Zhou Yunmeng that day, he went straight to Qingfengmen and found Jia Che.

After revealing his identity, he immediately received the full support of Qingfengmen, who was eager to ascend to the top!

The master of Qingfeng Sect not only sent someone to secretly shelter Zhao Lian, but also specially sent a cook to be responsible for his three meals a day.

In Jacher's words, it's called "leaving no room for the bad guys!" ”

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that after the natural disaster, Gyeongju has secretly appeared in a treacherous situation!

Qiu Ruyuan looked around in the side hall of the mansion, and arched his hand to Zhao Lian: "His Royal Highness King Lian, do you want to go with us to Pinghu?" ”

"Since Lord Xiang is the governor of the state pastor's household, it is better to keep up, after all, he needs to make more efforts to help the victims...... Zhao Lian said indifferently.

Within a few days, he used the blue Nine Dragons jade pendant given to him by Emperor Zhao Kang as proof of identity, and he had reached a preliminary consensus with many families and sects.

But the family and sect of Gyeongju seem to be monolithic.

When they unanimously demanded relief for the victims, it must be in the name of the state capital, not in the name of the Great Jin court.

Of course, the court needs to compensate at least 30% of the money and spirit stones for the victims afterwards!

After Zhao Lian thought about it carefully, Qiangang was assertive and nodded in agreement.

Even if the officialdom is cleaned up in the future, it will only be after natural disasters.

And after today's disaster, the aftermath continues, and the phenomenon of selling children and girls has appeared in various counties!

If we don't give relief, I'm afraid that it will be even more difficult for the civilians here to survive......

"Humble to Pinghu, see His Royal Highness King Lian!" Xiang Pinghu got the message, and hurriedly ran out of the back hall, saluting.

"Excuse me! Things have been complicated recently, and I've worked hard for you! Zhao Lian stepped forward and held up Xiang Pinghu's arm.

"Ahem! Don't be stunned. The Sixth Prince and Qiu Zhoumu have been waiting for you for a long time, so hurry up and lead the way, right? Jacher, as the knife wielder, coughed lightly and reminded meaningfully.

Previously, Xiang Pinghu asked him to roll up and roll home, but he still didn't let go easily in his heart.

"Jia Zhidao, remind." Xiang Pinghu sighed lightly, went first, and scolded his eldest nephew in his heart, "Xiang Kui, you kid, how did you make such a heartless ......?" ”

After three incense sticks, the group came to the grain market.

Here, there has long been a lot of people.

At the end of the bazaar is a seven-foot high platform.

Directly in front of the high platform, there are five iron pots with a square circle of five and a half zhang side by side.

In the iron pot, bubbling "goo-goo-goo-du" boils the rice taken from the granary.

Xiang Pinghu glanced into the pot, bowed slightly, and invited Zhao Lian and Qiu Ruyuan to the high platform.

With his hands spread evenly, he motioned for the refugees on the third floor and the outer three floors of the audience to calm down.

"Everyone, don't panic, continue to give porridge today! Next, I would like to invite His Royal Highness King Lian to say a few words. ”

Zhao Lian walked to the center of the high platform, stared deeply at the victims with pale faces, and did not say a word of rhetoric.

"The matter of natural disasters, the imperial court already knows, everyone has suffered recently! The government and the major families and sects will do their best to help everyone return to normal life as soon as possible. Start soup kitchen! ”

Among the victims, there were old men with wooden sticks, and there were many discussions with relatives and friends around them.

"Thank you, Your Highness King Lian!"

"Thank you Qiu Zhoumu!"

......

"It's hard to stop me Gyeongju! Dajin Bixing! ”

Zhao Lian and Qiu Ruyuan glanced at each other, stepped off the high platform, and took it from the steward's hand, "Today I will make porridge for everyone......

"Since His Royal Highness King Lian is so considerate of the people, his subordinates can't be left behind! I'm coming too! Qiu Ruyuan smiled and asked Xiang Pinghu to fetch another wooden spoon.

"Sixth prince, Qiu Zhoumu, please wait a moment." Xiang Pinghu handed the wooden spoon to Qiu Ruyuan, and before Zhao Lian and the others could start moving, he suddenly interrupted.

"Good!" Zhao Lian put the wooden spoon against the edge of the porridge pot.

"Jia Zhidao, tell your brothers to surround the porridge pot for the time being." After Xiang Pinghu finished speaking, he bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt with grass clippings from the ground.

"There are no Diao people in Gyeongju! Rest assured, no one will grab the porridge pot! Jacher muttered, but did as he was told.

"His Royal Highness King Lian, Qiu Zhoumu, offended ......" Xiang Pinghu bowed slightly, walked to a few cauldrons, and sprinkled the soil one by one.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, he held the wooden spoon and stirred it in the rice porridge a few times, mixing it thinly and evenly.

"Xiang Pinghu, what are you doing?!" Jacher's face was full of anger and he scolded.

Jacher shut up. Xiang Lord, naturally has his intentions. Qiu Ruyuan thought for a moment to prevent Jia Che from interfering with Xiang Pinghu's plan.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhao Lian said with a frown.

Xiang Pinghu glanced at the crowd outside, and said without hurry:

"His Royal Highness King Lian has lived in Luojing for a long time, and he is used to seeing prosperity, and he may be unhappy when he sees the behavior of his subordinates. It's just that it's hard to distinguish between the victims and the wealthy now......"

After a pause, he continued: "If everyone comes to receive the porridge, this porridge will definitely not be enough...... Therefore, the subordinates had no choice but to make this decision......"

After Zhao Lian thought for a while, he soothed his head and said: "This has come, I'm afraid you will be infamous on your back......"

"For the sake of Gyeongju and Daejin, this bit of fame is nothing...... As long as you can let your subordinates have something to do, your subordinates will suffer a little loss and be scolded, it's worth it! Xiang Pinghu said movingly.

"Lord Xiang, it's not time to report to Beijing...... Let's start soup kitchen! Qiu Ruyuan's face was full of complicated emotions.

"Yes!" Xiang Pinghu walked to the side and shouted loudly: "Don't be crowded, arrange in order, come one by one, there are all!" ”

Sure enough, some of the victims saw Xiang Pinghu's small movements, scolded and walked away with the broken bowl.

"Dog officer, it's ...... you have a lot to do"

"These rice porridges are all purchased with the tax money we pay, what's wrong with us drinking some of them? Can you ...... such a crime? ”

"That's it! Looking at his appearance, he wanted to hug the thighs of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince again...... Phew! ”

Although Jia Che had an opinion about Xiang Pinghu in his heart, he couldn't listen to others insulting his friend's uncle.

"Shut up! Whoever dares to insult the imperial court officials again, don't blame me for being ...... polite! ”

After that, he frowned, leaned over to Xiang Pinghu and Zhao Lian, and said, "Lord Xiang, do you want to take down those few people who talk nonsense?" ”

"No, I don't. The mouth of the people is more important than the mouth of the people, even if they are caught, they can't stop the people's mouth......"

Half an hour passed, and the rice porridge in a few large pots gradually bottomed out.

Without the scramble of the wealthy, the refugees were well organized when they received their porridge and rice.

Seeing that the team leading the porridge has come to the end.

There are not a few refugees left at the scene.

The wooden spoon is at the bottom of the large iron pot, and it squeaks.

"If you haven't received the porridge yet, hurry up and get it closer, and there will be no ...... later!"

Zhao Lian raised his sleeves and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

Bending over for a long time to make porridge made his waist feel slightly sore.

He handed the wooden spoon to Jacher, rubbed his waist, and said, "Jacher, I'll leave the rest to you." ”

"Subordinates receive orders! Mission completion guaranteed! Jacher bent down to take the wooden spoon with a serious expression.

When Zhao Lian walked to the side, he raised the wooden spoon to several guards behind him without a trace, looking very proud, and softly pretending to say:

"This is not an ordinary wooden spoon, this is the trust of the six princes in our old Jia, brothers!"

"Dogleg ......!" What answered Jacher was a dozen pairs of white eyes behind him.

The refugees were almost gone, leaving only a thin, middle-aged man at the end of the line.

Zhao Lian took the porridge bowl from Jia Che and handed it to the middle-aged man with a weathered face, "I've been observing you for a long time...... Why do you always keep not fighting or grabbing, and are willing to let people cut the queue casually? ”

"It's the same with letting them get it first. I'll carry it a little longer...... If they receive the porridge late, maybe someone in the family will starve to death......" The middle-aged man staggered to take the porridge bowl.

The Adam's apple rolled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and "purred" took a sip of rice porridge with grass clippings.

That bowl of porridge is not much, but it is the maximum amount that the Gyeongju Prefecture can temporarily distribute to each refugee......

Zhao Lian narrowed his eyes and asked gently, "...... What's next? ”

"My children are all dead...... the middle-aged man stopped the porridge bowl, and his voice weakened.

"What about your parents?" Zhao Lian said.

"Dead too...... My mother was sick and bedridden, and she couldn't run out of the house, so my father went to hug her...... As a result, the house collapsed and was smashed underneath...... "The middle-aged man said.

"Where's your wife?" Zhao Lian said.

"My wife is also dead...... She was picking herbs in the mountains with her children...... All dead. The middle-aged man said.

"Family...... You're the only one? Zhao Lian's voice was full of sympathy.

"I'm the only one......" The middle-aged man stopped talking, lowered his head and swallowed the rice porridge vigorously.

Tears dripped down in large chunks and smashed into the soup, splashing in circles.

"When you need to work, you can come to the state capital to find me......" Zhao Lian patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and stuffed an identity token in his pocket.

......

A tall messenger hurriedly came from not far away, bowed to Qiu Ruyuan and said:

"Tell Qiu Zhoumu, someone in Qingba County is looking for you!"