Chapter Twenty-Three: The Pig Teammates Who Can't Be Helped

After the recruitment notices were sent out in the two cities in the northwest, the victims who had no money rushed to the city and soon blocked the entrance of the yamen.

Huang Xian, the prefect of Youzhou who didn't know about it, thought that the victims were rioting, so he ran away from the back door with people in fright, ran all the way to the Assassin's Mansion, and hurriedly reported the situation in the yamen to Zhao Kang.

"Lord Zhao, it's not good, the victims are rioting and are storming the yamen, and the lower officials are desperate to escape from the yamen."

Zhao Kang was shocked, and then rejoiced, the riot of the victims just gave him a reason to impeach Li Feng, after all, he was conscientious and conscientious, but after Li Feng came, he made all kinds of trouble.

"Has the yamen been occupied?"

Huang Xian didn't know what Zhao Kang was happy about, but he still nodded: "There is a large area outside the yamen, and it is estimated that the victims have gone, and they have everything in their hands, which is very arrogant." ”

In fact, Huang Xian was sitting in the yamen, and when he heard the yamen report the riots of the victims, he immediately ran away, and he didn't meet the victims at all, which would start his old business in order to promote his merits to Zhao Kang, and make up nonsense.

"You write a report about the riots of the victims because of the Youwang, and I will report it to Your Majesty, and this time I will make him unable to even be the Youwang."

"Your Excellency is wise."

Huang Xian wrote the impeachment memorabilia in the Assassin's Mansion.

Over there, Zhao Kang immediately arranged for someone to check on the situation of the riot, and if it was too serious, he had to pack up his things and run away first.

As the son of Taiwei, Zhao Kang knew how bright his future was, and he would never be guilty of losing his life in such a place.

Not long after, Zhao Kang's house slave returned, and Zhao Kang asked anxiously, "How is the riot going?" ”

"There is no riot, the victims are lining up at the entrance of the yamen to receive work."

Zhao Kang was a little confused, why did the house slave say different from what Huang Xian said? Who's lying?

"Call Huang Xian over."

Huang Xian came to Zhao Kang with a pen: "Lord Zhao, I haven't finished writing the fold yet, I need to wait for a while." ”

"I ask you, are you sure you saw the riots?"

"I did see it, there were people everywhere."

Zhao Kang pulled the house slave: "Tell me what you saw." ”

"The victims are queuing up, and they are being given jobs."

Huang Xian immediately retorted: "Impossible, you must have read it wrong." ”

The house slave was anxious: "I don't believe you can go with me." ”

Zhao Kang looked at Huang Xian, and then at the house slaves, he was more inclined to the house slaves, and he decided to go to the scene to have a look.

Not long after, Zhao Kang came to the yamen with the guards, and there was no riot here, and the victims were queuing up to receive work in an orderly manner.

The people who distribute the work are the guards of the Youwang Mansion, and what's even more weird is that the thinner people they like more, and they pass directly, and the stronger people enter the waiting area instead.

"You go and ask what's going on."

The house slave asked around, and then came back and said: "It is the Youwang Mansion that posted a recruitment notice to build the Youwang Palace." ”

Huang Xian, who followed behind, was overjoyed: "Lord Zhao, it doesn't take much effort to get here." In such a catastrophic year, starvation was everywhere, the people were displaced, and the king of Youwang actually built a large number of buildings to build the palace of the king of You, and the matter was reported to His Majesty, which would inevitably cause His Majesty to be angry. ”

Zhao Kang looked at it for a while, and sighed deeply, why did this ghost king suddenly have a bright brain? I have come up with all these methods.

There must be a master behind him, who will it be?

"Lord Zhao?"

Huang Xianlian shouted several times, and Zhao Kang came back to his senses: "This matter, you can't play Your Majesty, not only can't you play, but you also have to block the news." ”

"Why?"

Zhao Kang scolded a fool.

"Do you think that the purpose of the Ghost King's move is to build a large number of buildings and satisfy his desires? Wrong, he gave the people of Youzhou City a way to live. If they have a job, they can earn money, and if they have money, they can buy food to make ends meet. This is not only not a sin, but a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people. ”

"Now play this matter to Your Majesty, Your Majesty can see the purpose of King Youwang at a glance, and now you must suppress this matter."

"After a few years, most people downplay this matter, and then they can make a fuss about this matter, and impeach King Youwang for building a large number of buildings in the year of the famine, so that it can be effective."

Huang Xian was convinced: "Lord Zhao is really a genius." ”

Zhao Kang was extremely proud in his heart, but he still had to make a disdainful expression on his face.

"Go back and finish writing the impeachment note."

"Isn't it to be kept secret? Why finish writing? ”

Zhao Kang wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, how could he have such a group of pig teammates?

"Now that it's finished writing and preserved, the paper will turn yellow in a few years, and then it will be said that you were like an impeachment back then, but you were discovered and stopped by the King of You, so that a complete chain of evidence can be formed, understand?"

Huang Xian was a sycophant again, and Zhao Kang was extremely comfortable.

Zhao Kang and his entourage went home, and the recruitment at the yamen was still ongoing.

Li Feng originally meant that the recruitment location was arranged somewhere in Xicheng or Beicheng, and it was convenient to recruit workers on the spot.

It's just that I forgot to say that Liu Ji didn't write the specific recruitment location, so the victims came to the yamen and scared Huang Xian away.

The people of Youwangfu also heard the news of the troubles of the victims, and went back to report in a hurry, Li Feng knew that the victims were in the wrong place, so he could only follow them and arrange the yamen as a recruitment location.

From this, Li Feng saw that although Liu Ji had a very flexible brain, he was not thoughtful and seriously lacked practical political experience, so he needed to go down to the hierarchy to exercise and exercise.

Liu Ji didn't know that Li Feng was planning to send him to the grassroots level, and he couldn't help but look at the victims who passed the disaster.

"Lord Wang, the conditions for you to choose workers have not been changed slightly, these people are completely unable to work."

As Liu Ji spoke, a skinny, skinny, five-year-old child passed by and grinned at him.

Li Feng looked at the workers he had recruited with satisfaction, from seventy to five years old, men, women, and children.

These people have two things in common, the first is thinness, and the second is that their eyes are full of hope.

"I think it's good, I see a lot of life in them."

Liu Jixin said Lord Wang, you are, that old man needs help to walk, he can do a fart job. And the small one just now, I'm afraid it's not as heavy as a brick, does he work or does it work?

"Lord Wang, I think you still need to pick some people who can work."

"I don't want you to think, I want me to feel."

Liu Ji was speechless: "The prince is wise." ”

After a whole day of selection, the two cities in the northwest lost their land, and the victims who had no food in store were transformed into workers who built the Youwang Palace.

The first thing the workers did was to have enough to eat, then to build a shed for themselves to live in, and then to rest and sleep.

In the afternoon, when the workers were building the shed, Liu Ji came over to take a look, and his hands and feet suddenly became cold.

Lord Wang, what does he want to do?