The leader was a man dressed in gray and a pointed face.

He blocked the way and shouted, "Don't, just go? ”

"And what about our losses?"

"We can't just write off our compensation just because people are gone, right?"

"There is definitely no hope for this year's autumn harvest, and I still have a family to support."

The man's voice was rough, and his eyes were rolling back and forth on Wang Juren and Ye Chongwen.

The people outside the hall suddenly became excited, and they all looked at them with blank eyes.

The damage they suffered is not light, and if they don't even have compensation, then how can they live next.

Although Wang Juren was extremely sad and angry, he could still distinguish the importance of the matter, and said coldly: "Let's talk about this matter later, let the children take Ye Lao home first." ”

"Then the Ye family doesn't care about this?" The man asked loudly: "Originally, the flood control and flood discharge matter was presided over by Ye Lao, but now that there is a problem, how can the Ye family have to express it?" ”

The implication is that the Ye family wants to clear up the relationship, how can it be so easy.

A common man came forward, holding two pieces of writing in his hand, and said: "Wang Juren, there are four people in my family, the eldest is dead, and now the field is gone." ”

"Wang Juren, there will really be compensation for the loss of our farmland, right?"

Wang Juren's breath stagnated, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again, looking at the man's uneasy expression and the tattered straw sandals on his feet.

"Yes." After a long time, Wang Juren said firmly and hoarsely, "But now the county zun has not been found, and Ye Lao's bones are not cold, the villagers should let them leave first, and there will be an explanation afterwards." ”

Chen Ping's fingerbones were white, he just wanted to leave here with the teacher as soon as possible and freshen up and change clothes for the teacher.

But when he thought of the reason why these people stopped here, and the dozens of lives, his heart was even heavier.

The death and injury of family members and the loss of arable land are a catastrophe for this era.

Their demands are ruthless, but reasonable.

In fact, the people wanted to embarrass a few children, but the man's voice was fierce and attracted attention.

"Wang Juren, you have to say this with your conscience! How can we embarrass a child? ”

Some yacha couldn't stand it, "Then get out of the way and let Ye Lao leave!" ”

The man was about to speak again, but Wang Juren glared angrily, "Get out of the way!" ”

The man was a little jealous of this old man, and glanced at the official without a trace.

The official sneered and pointed his finger down.

Only then did the man retreat a little with a straight face, but his mouth was yin and yang: "Ye Xiaoxianggong, everyone grew up drinking Canghe water, Ye is old, and we are also very sad." ”

"But everyone's fields are ruined, if there is no compensation, won't everyone have to drink the northwest wind at the end of the year?"

"Ye Lao is benevolent, he definitely won't be sad to look at the big guy, right?"

My grandfather is meritorious!

If it weren't for the flood channel, the flood peak would have directly broken all the dikes, and the whole of Yongshun County would have been affected.

Ye Chongwen raised his eyebrows angrily and wanted to speak several times.

But Chen Ping held him down, he understood that no one would listen to their defense at this time.

The officials stepped forward to isolate the people on both sides and open the way for them.

Everyone was also afraid that the government would not dare to stop them, but they just watched without saying anything.

Chen Ping wrote down the man's appearance, and together with He Qingxuan, he carried Ye Lao's stretcher in the coffin and left the county office.

The three left without saying a word.

They gradually drifted away under the gaze of everyone, and the young figure had an inexplicable vicissitudes.

Wang Juren had the heart to comfort them, but he was also in the deep pain of losing his loved ones.

He saw that the people at the gate of the county government were gathering more and more, picked up the tiger official robe, and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong.

However, the people who had just dispersed were blocked up again.

The man in charge stared at him with a sneer in his eyes.

"Wang Juren, why don't you say anything and leave, who will give this compensation?"

The people were also anxious.

"Yes, Wang Juren, don't blame the small ones, those few acres of land are the hope of the family, and we are in trouble, we ...... You can't sit and eat empty. ”

"And Wang County's order said that he would pay compensation, and we all made a written note!"

Seeing this, the others also held up the notes.

There were too many people at the scene, and some people took the opportunity to fan the flames.

The yacha did not dare to take too hard an attitude, after all, it was difficult to be angry.

Wang Juren is a scholar, and he has lost his relatives at this moment, and he has no master, so he is even more angry and trembling at this time.

This compensation was signed in the name of the county government, and naturally the county government should bear it.

But after all, he is not a member of the government, and he can't act on his behalf.

And the master book turned a blind eye, and the officials watched coldly without saying a word, letting the situation develop, where did he speak?

His face was blue and white, and his heart was extremely sad.

In the afternoon, the plaque of the county government "fair and honest" cast a large shadow.

Wang Juren's eyes were blurred, and his heart was full of despair.

The official robe in his hand was so heavy that he couldn't hold it anymore.

A tall and burly figure rushed to the county office.

"The compensation of the government is naturally given by the government!"

"Leave that note for me, and when the county lord finds it, he will give it to you a lot!"

"Even those who don't have a written document, but the farmland has been washed away, can come to me!"

The momentum was like a tiger, and it immediately suppressed the crowd.

The person who came was Zhao Jin.

His face was covered with stubble, he looked tired, and his official robe had not been changed for several days.

At this time, he was holding an iron ruler, his eyes were like steel knives, and he was stuck in front of the gate of the county government.

Everyone was taken aback and subconsciously got out of the way.

Zhao Jin didn't care about everyone's reaction, Hu Bu stepped forward and grabbed Wang Juren's arm, carefully took the blood-stained official robe with one hand, and said loudly.

"When the road was built, the county respected it and did what it said, and it never shortened you!"

"The county respects the diligent government and loves the people, and has made a grand wish to let the people of Yongshun County live and work in peace and contentment, so today I also ask you to believe in the county again."

"As long as the county lord comes back, none of you will be compensated!"

Wang Juren, who has always been serious, has burst into tears at this moment, and his body is so sad that he can't support it anymore.

He grabbed Zhao Jin's arm tightly and nodded fiercely.

The two walked away side by side.

This time, no one dared to stop it.

......

Qingsong Town, Ye family.

Ye Lao was finally welcomed home.

It's just that on this day, the Ye family was full of sorrow.

Ye Chongwen and Chen Ping personally changed Ye Lao's clothes and wiped his body.

also took it out of the cabinet, Ye Lao's favorite white-clothed Wenguan, and the tears of the two moistened their cheeks again.

"Chongwen." He Qingxuan walked in and asked softly, "The teachers and students of Huating Academy are here, how should the teacher's funeral be handled?" ”

Ye Chongwen's parents died when he was a child and he lived with his grandfather.

If Grandpa leaves, the Ye family can only be in charge of him.

Ye Chongwen didn't realize it, but he just removed the mud and sand from his nails for his grandfather again and again.

Chen Ping said helplessly: "It should have been a big deal." ”

Ye Chongwen paused, and nodded as well, "Everything is simple." ”

Too many people died in the flood-stricken county, and the accident of the flood canal has left a mark on people's hearts.

The attitude of those officials in the county government who stayed away is proof of this.

On this eventful time, I had to keep everything simple.