Rong County Qingliu County!

Outside the city, groups of ragged, emaciated, and sunken faces slowly approached Qingliu County. The floods and military disasters in Qingzhou have looted one after another, resulting in many displaced people. The displaced people went to the nearest county, and many of them went to Qingliu County.

Stoves are erected, and rice porridge is boiling in a cauldron. Keep sharing it. The principle of rice porridge is to insert chopsticks without falling, although it cannot be full, but it is enough for people to hold on. At this time, Song Yu was directing the soup kitchen, and arranging manpower to maintain order, although the homeless people were extremely hungry, they were deterred by the soldiers, so they naturally did not dare to make trouble.

"Thank you, sir!"

"We have experienced all the calamities, but fortunately the adults rescued us!"

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Many of the displaced people who received the rice porridge were grateful to Dade, and with tears in their eyes, they knelt down one after another.

"Hurry up! Song Yu hurriedly picked up an old man with gray hair and persuaded him.

Song Yu saw at a glance at this time that the luck on these homeless people was gray, with a dilapidated and weak aura. As the rice porridge was eaten, luck connected to Song Yu from time to time.

"My lord, the official document above has come down!" the county man walked up quickly.

Song Yu turned around and saw Zhang Shi coming quickly with a smile on his face, which was obviously not a bad thing.

"My lord, the official document has been approved from above!" Zhang Shi said happily in his heart. This is an official document requesting tax exemption from the land reclamation, and it is not surprising that it was passed. But with Song Yu's improved tools, it just happens to be promising.

Song Yu prepared to implement disaster relief through work, and after a few days of recuperation for the displaced people, he began to reclaim the wasteland. Of course, the work is not only full, but also after the land is cleared, you can get the land, tax exemption for three years.

A few days later, after a few days of cultivation, the homeless man's pale face finally had a trace of blood. Only then did Song Yu order a notice to be posted. The vigorous reclamation activities began, but in the early days, Pan Hao did not let the displaced people work for too long, after all, after many disasters, many people fell ill, at this time the body is still weak, once the labor force increases, I am afraid that it will fall a lot.

Improved keel waterwheels and curved plows have appeared one after another, which are used in land reclamation. The number of displaced people has increased rapidly from hundreds to thousands, and wasteland has been reclaimed. Song Yu observes the river. Water conservancy was built to divert water from the Qinghe River to the wasteland and nourish the fields.

At the same time, Song Yu did not relax the training of the soldiers, but these were all carried out in private. The Great Song Dynasty had a lot of collapse before the little emperor, and private soldiers were also well-known at this time, and even many squires and big families had private soldiers ranging from tens to thousands. However, Song Yu, as the lord of a county, is in troubled times. However, I am afraid that it will not be able to exceed 1,000, otherwise I am afraid that I will be sanctioned.

Song Yu brought more than 300 soldiers and almost 400 soldiers, of which dozens served as yacha, and 300 were regular soldiers. The others are stationed outside the city for training. Moreover, Song Yu is still recruiting new recruits and a few veterans who have been discharged from the army to strengthen the army. Most of the veterans who have been discharged from the army are disabled, but Song Yu hopes that the veterans will teach the new recruits and do not need to fight.

"Qi luck is growing rapidly!" Song Yu looked at the void. Farm tools have been improved, and with the promotion of the county, a condensed luck has connected itself. And in the void, there was a trace of pale yellow merit falling, and the red luck that swirled around the top of the head. Disaster relief and soup kitchen, as well as leading the displaced people to open up the wasteland, the luck of the body is surging.

At this time, the wasteland is far away, and after opening up the field, a pale white luck rises up, blending into Song Yu's luck, and the luck seems to be rolling in the clouds, and blends into Song Yu's red luck. In the midst of the red luck, a red and slender emu bird flew high, with a joyful chirp standing above the luck.

In the center of Qi Luck, a yellow snake with a pale yellow body and a small body kept swallowing Qi Luck, and it was a little older than when it first appeared.

"Is Kyoto really in chaos!, but I'm afraid many state pastors are also watching!" Song Yu heard about the death of the little emperor, and only then did he understand why Su Qingshi's luck collapsed so quickly.

"My lord, the village below Aoki Town has been ransacked by robbers. At this moment, a soldier in armor came quickly and bowed forward to report.

"Tell me clearly, what's going on!" Song Yu's face darkened, not wanting that when his county was thriving, someone would actually make trouble.

"My lord, last night, a group of bandits of about fifty or sixty people broke into Wushan Village in Aoki Town, looted the villagers' property, and also ruined many girls, killing more than 20 young people."

The soldier's face was solemn and angry. Those young men were brave enough to resist, and they were killed after the last defeat.

"Go and call the county lieutenant and the county magistrate to come over!" Song Yu's face was extremely ugly, these people really thought that Song Yu was muddy.

"Yes, sir!" the soldier ordered, and stepped back.

Not long after, the county magistrate Zhang Shi, as well as the county lieutenants Zhang Han and He Shan came in.

"You know what happened to Lu Dao, right?" Song Yu said in a deep voice with a grim face.

"Zhilu said, my lord! The lower officials have already dispersed their hands to investigate. Zhang Han arched his hand and said. His face is very ugly, he has only been in office for less than a month, and this incident has happened under his jurisdiction. Zhang Han is the county lieutenant, and He Shan is the deputy county governor. At this time, both of them were facing water.

"It seems that most of them are from Qingzhou. Zhang Shi frowned, he hadn't heard of this stream of rogues some time ago. Apparently it only recently appeared in Rong County.

"Zhang Shi, you go and deal with the aftermath of Wushan Village. Zhang Han, the two of you go down and find out the origin of this rogue and the den of thieves, these things are not allowed to happen. ”

"Yes, sir!"

The three of them stepped back and got busy.

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The backyard of the prefectural mansion

"Miss, where are these flowers?"

"This way!"

"Okay!"

At this time, Su Qingshi was wearing a curved robe, with a full waist, crystal skin, beautiful face, and the whole person looked dignified and noble. Since the day she moved in, the whole mansion has treated her as a future heroine, and she has been respectful. And Song Yu usually deals with political affairs, so naturally he has no time to manage these trivial matters, and everyone in the house comes to ask Su Qingshi for advice, and Su Qingshi naturally becomes a well-deserved hostess.

"Okay, you guys go down!" Su Qingshi couldn't help but feel satisfied as she watched the slowly improving environment in the backyard. There is an acre of turquoise pond water in the backyard, the blue water is sparkling, with lotus leaves emerging from the water and carp shuttling to the bottom of the lake. There is an antique pavilion not far away, and flowers are transplanted along the road, which will be able to bloom in a few days, and will definitely decorate the garden pavilion.

"Miss, the little emperor is dead!" Liu Li stood behind Su Qingshi and said softly.

"I know what to do, but what can I do now?" Su Qingshi's voice trembled slightly. Her mother and the queen mother competed for favor all their lives, the emperor died, and she was sent out of the palace and hunted down. She already has the answer in her heart, it must be the hand of the Queen Mother. And although this little emperor has the same father as her, because of the relationship between Su Guifei and the Queen Mother, the relationship is very weak.

The moment she heard that the little emperor had died, she didn't feel sad that the rabbit had died, but now that she was far away from the strife in the palace, what could she do now?

"Alas!" Liu Li sighed lightly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. (To be continued......)