"Man-made disaster?" Liang Qu frowned, "Speak in detail." ”

"I don't know, I've heard about it, I've heard about it." Lin Songbao lowered his voice, "Do you know that mountain ghost last time?" The towns and water towns where they live have suddenly popped up a lot of that ghost, and many people have died! ”

Ghost Mother Cult!

Liang Qu hooks up the cause and effect.

That dog thing really doesn't just raise Da Dan in one place in Pingyang Town!

Liang Qu and his senior brothers had guessed early on that the Ghost Mother Sect would not only plot in one place, but should be carried out in multiple places at the same time.

In this regard, they reported the news early in the morning, but now it is still too late.

Pingyang Town Blood Festival, such a big thing must not be hidden.

Huang Zejun chose to act in advance, obviously believing that even if the news spread, other places would not have time to react.

Dashun has no phone, the area is extensive, and the message transmission is still slow with the upload of the letter flying pigeon, not to mention the need to verify the authenticity of the message in the middle.

Huang Zejun is stupid, stupid because he has never been in contact with society since he was a child, his brain is not bright, and he is easy to be fooled, but the basic logic of doing things is there.

The more people there are, the slower the travel speed, especially when the proportion of elderly people who are lonely and widowed.

Today, the refugees have just arrived, but they may have set off five or six days ago, and they have trekked all the way.

"In a big township, nearly thirty percent of the people died! Or the strong man died a lot, and the rest dared to stay, and all of them fled!

There were so many people, and the local county officials didn't dare to force them to stay, for fear that the matter would make a bigger fuss, so they all let them go and let people lead them to the surrounding towns and villages.

I've asked, there are people everywhere, Huazhu County, Fengbu County, there seems to be an accident in the surrounding area, it's okay here in Chaojiang County, Brother Shui, you said we won't have an accident too, right? ”

"Don't worry, we've got everything settled."

Liang Qu patted Lin Songbao on the shoulder.

Lin Songbao looked confused.

"Solved? When was this? ”

Liang Qu left the fishing pen and walked down the street.

There was a foul stench in the air.

The number of refugees is extremely large, and there are 200 people in Yixing City alone, dragging their families with them, and they are still coming one after another.

The officials stood in the crowd and tried to maintain order and keep the team from getting confused.

Several people with disheveled hairs were crazy, shouting ghosts, and when the ghosts came, they were whipped to the ground by the little officials, and then they stopped calling.

The mortality rate of 30% is already an extremely exaggerated proportion, enough to lead to the collapse of social order.

Or was disemboweled by the mountain ghosts, and the way to lay eggs was to die, no one dared to live in the original place, even if they risked being punished, they had to flee from the ghosts.

With the first bird to flee, the rest of the three or three came out together and migrated to the countryside.

The crowd is choppy, where does the county order dare to stop.

If you don't stop it, it's just that the anti-thieves are making trouble, or Xu Guogong can't completely wipe out the anti-thieves of the previous dynasty.

What Xu Guogong didn't do, I can't do it with a small county order, it's excusable, at most I will be taken off a hat.

But if you do it absolutely and provoke a civil uprising, it will not be a hat that you will take, but a head.

It is better to report to the state government as a disaster victim and lead it to nearby towns and counties for temporary pacification, which is already the best way.

Liang Qu walked on one side of the line, looking at the victims, and the victims were also looking at him.

guessed that Liang Qu was the son of a wealthy family in the town, and even a few women threw their eyes hard, but unfortunately they were all thrown to the blind.

"Brother Shui, Brother Shui, I can be regarded as looking for you!" Chen Tongmin ran to Liang Qu, holding his waist with his hand, out of breath, "My grandfather asked me to go to Pingyang Town to look for you, but I didn't find it, I finally saw you here, come and go to the council hall with me." ”

"What is Chen Lilao looking for me?"

"It's about the victims." Chen Tongmin lowered his voice, "The county lord wants every household in our township to donate grain, and then distribute it to the victims!" ”

"Township chiefs, this official has been ordered by the county order to collect grain from you to help the victims who have fled from neighboring counties. This is an order of the prefectural order, which represents the will of the imperial court, and I hope that you can actively cooperate. ”

A lean middle-aged man in a robe and official uniform sat at the head of the council hall and bowed his hand to the villagers.

Chen Zhaoan glanced at the other old men, and said helplessly: "I don't know how much grain will be collected when Bian Patrol comes this time?" ”

"A man in the prime of life counts as a bucket of rice."

"A bucket of rice? Is this too much? Chen Zhaoan frowned, "Now that the season is cold, not to mention that the farmers in the township have no income, so do the fishermen."

Every day, the fish that can be caught can be sold for less than ten yuan, and I also went to see the price of grain, which caused a disaster, and the price has risen to twenty-six yuan a catty, which is more than three times, and a bucket of rice costs four or five dollars of silver. ”

"I can't help it, it's all an order from the county." Bian Xunjian spread his hands, "As you know, this time several nearby counties have been affected, and a large part of the victims have flocked to Chaojiang County.

Chen Li has never been to the county seat, there are more disaster victims, the reserve of grain is completely insufficient, and the appeal to large households is not enough, so he can only make this decision. ”

The inspectors are already officials, no longer officials, they are the same as the county lords, they are all officials of the imperial court, registered in the official department, wearing official robes and official hats.

The main responsibility is to lead his soldiers to maintain local law and order, and investigate and deal with thieves, treachery and other criminal acts.

The scope of power is very wide, and it belongs to the officials with real power, and it is easy not to offend, otherwise some of them will be tricked by the law.

Chen Zhaoan had no choice, and was about to go out to gather the villagers to collect food.

"Inspector Lord, the township is willing to give food to help the victims, why don't we change the way, and then distribute it in the county, it is not necessary, so far away, it is more troublesome to come and go, we directly build a porridge shed in the township to help the victims. One is to save you trouble, and the other is to be faster. ”

A rather young male voice came from outside the council hall.

Hearing this, Bian Xunjian frowned.

How can you do it without going through the county government.

What did he and his men eat and drink?

was about to shout and ask who was ignoring the law, but he caught a glimpse of several village elders below with happy faces, and immediately held back his words.

Not right!

"What does Inspector Bian think?"

Liang Qu crossed the threshold and came to the council hall, his voice calm.

The young man was tall and extraordinary, wearing a belt engraved with cloud and thunder patterns, and his ape arms and bee waist, like a leopard.

Although his clothes were a little damp, he didn't seem to feel cold at all, and even pulled open half of his shirt and bare his right arm to dissipate heat.

The exposed right arm was clearly lined, unusually muscular, and the muscular fingers rested on the dagger hanging from his waist, as if it was convenient to draw the knife at any time.

Warrior!

A martial artist of no lower grade!

Bian Patrol felt the aura on Liang Qu's body for the first time, and how could the children of ordinary people have such a tall figure?

Realizing that it was extraordinary, he looked sideways at Chen Zhaoan on the side: "Chen Lilao, this is"

Chen Zhaoan said with a smile: "Old man Rong, let me introduce, this is our Yixing City Junjie, the ninth personal disciple of the Yang Pavilion Master of Pingyang Town-Liang Qu. ”

Pingyang Town, Yang Pavilion Master, who else could it be?

Yang Dongxiong!

So many people watched, how dare a group of village elders deceive the court officials, or the news that is so easy to verify.

Bian Inspector's eyes changed, and his words changed: "It's really a young man and a hero, since the surrounding counties have been affected, the county has always been understaffed, and I have not been able to go home to sleep for three days."

After thinking about it carefully, Liang Gongzi's words are extremely reasonable, but what should have been done by the government is too troublesome? I'm really ashamed, so let's let our officials come. ”

Liang Qu shook his head, his fingers pulled and closed, as if he was unconscious: "It's not troublesome, the villagers don't have any work to do in winter, and there are not enough people in the county, so it's time for us to do our part to help." ”

The corners of Bian Xunjian's mouth twitched, and the cold light reflected by the blade was about to shoot on his face, and he didn't dare to insist anymore: "Liang Gongzi's method is very good, so it will be a lot of trouble for the villagers." ”

"It's okay to do it, Bian Patrol is really too polite."

Chen Zhaoan and others waved their hands again and again, signaling that this was what they should do, everyone was a Dashun people, and they should unite and help each other.

Bian Inspector was unhappy, but he couldn't pinch his nose to admit that he had seen with his own eyes how Yang Dongxiong had made a big deal a year ago.

Afterwards, I knew that it was the ghost mother sect's deliberate behavior of attacking the west, and it was the remnants of the previous dynasty, and they had to avoid the great martial artist, and the weight could be imagined, and the county orders needed to be humble and concede three points.

Although Liang Qu is only a disciple, his small inspection is not a county order, and he cannot be offended.

"It's not early, and I have to go to other towns and cities to settle the victims before the sun sets, so I won't stay longer."

It was boring to beg and didn't catch anything, Bian Inspector was very happy, ignoring the request of the villagers to stay for dinner, leaving a word and leaving.

The villagers hurriedly got up and held Liang Qu's hand in parts.

"Ah Shui, you have done Ah Shui a lot."

A bucket of rice is not a big problem for the villagers.

But the villagers are old, the villagers are old, and people have to know which stool their butts sit on.

Do whatever the boss says, and after a long time, you will have to separate from the villagers, and then a bucket of rice will become a problem.

"Yes, the villagers don't have to be polite."

Liang Qu gave up, and did not take credit.

There are so many officials and so many officials in the county, and once they handle it, what they can do with half a bucket of rice becomes a bucket.

Even in the end, it was half a bucket of brown rice.

Avoiding this is good for the villagers and the victims.

"Since it's just the hands of the county government, we have to settle down the victims, otherwise it will be ugly."

"That's natural, Ah Shui, don't worry, I have experience in dealing with this kind of thing."

Chen Zhaoan patted his chest and promised.

He lived to be more than 70 years old, and when he was young, he was founded by Dashun, during which he encountered many natural and man-made disasters.

Wars, plagues, floods, he has experienced them all, and he knows best how to settle the homeless, and he has a lot of experience.

Management talents are rare, and the villagers are not all relying on the old to sell the old, at least some have real skills.

"Chen Li is always assertive, so I won't get involved." Liang Qu nodded, knowing Chen Zhaoan's ability.

The sound of horses' hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs, from far to near.

Is it a war horse?

Liang Qu walked out of the council hall.

The sound of the war horse and the galloping sound of the horse was completely different, and he had only heard such a powerful sound of hooves on a few horses in the Yang Mansion.

The silhouette of a black horse approached along Qingshi Street very quickly, and the horse's hooves shook the dust and jumped into the center of Yixing City.

"Where is the Liangqu in Yixing City?"