Feng Gouqing, after abandoning, walk alone in the world

Chapter 592 Fat as a pig

Regardless of whether the ministers of the court were willing or not, they did not dare to send the grain to the Ministry of Households without the slightest mistake. However, there were several million dans of grain, which shows how many officials there are in Beijing.

Because Jin Sanlang was born as a commoner, he knew what the common people wanted.

Therefore, when serving porridge to the common people, in the morning, a bowl of sweet potato porridge, which is mostly sweet potatoes, is used to fill the stomach; at noon, it is white porridge that is sticky and can stand chopsticks; To ensure that the victims can survive the night.

In addition, a temporary shed was built on an open space outside the capital to temporarily shelter the people from the wind and rain. Although the conditions are very simple, these victims are very satisfied. Many people with some strength are willing to help. It also freed the imperial court from worrying about lack of manpower.

For these helpers, after consulting the officials of the household department, Jin Sanlang gave them a wage of one penny a day, plus an extra three-two-weight sweet potato for each meal. Although there were few things, it inspired more people to participate enthusiasm.

However, within ten days or so, the victims had shelter.

Jin Sanlang even got in touch with those powerful and strong men among the victims. They seemed to be buddies. Even those victims who had no labor force got along well with some soldiers, and they all got along with each other.

The secret guard will report the news every day, Su Mianyue is still assured of Jin Sanlang's ability to handle affairs, especially now that the death rate of the disaster victims has dropped greatly, and the imperial court boils medicine for them every day, and there is no plague. And the victims are also grateful to the imperial court.

"That's right, this Jin Sanlang is someone who knows how to do things, but I don't know if he can find out what my sister wants." Biwu was feeding Ji Xingran, when he heard the report from the dark guard to Su Mianyue, he waited for the dark guard to leave Then I said this.

"The common people are still struggling for food and clothing, but you are as fat as a pig, is it really okay?" Su Mianyue pinched her son's fleshy little face, and the little guy grinned, revealing four white eyes. The little milk teeth are really cute.

"You can't pinch the child's face, it will drool and get ugly easily." Biwu hurriedly slapped Su Mianyue's hand away, glared at her, then continued to feed Ji Xingran, and then looked at Su Mianyue for almost seven Yue's stomach, thinking about when Ji Xun and the others will return in triumph, otherwise how could Su Mianyue's body bear such fatigue.

Furthermore, Su Mianyue will also be in confinement after giving birth, who will handle state affairs during this period?
I have to say that Biwu is a life to worry about, and Su Mianyue herself didn't think about it that much.

"Xingran is already so old, it's time for him to learn to eat by himself. Just watch from the sidelines. Doing more is good for intellectual development." Su Mianyue stood up with her waist supported, although she said a lot about parenting. The way, but I also know in my heart how everyone pampered Ji Xingran when she couldn't see it.

The palace people dare not neglect the little master, and Biwu is reluctant to let Ji Xingran bump into him or let him learn to do things by himself, but Su Mianyue doesn't have so much energy to take care of her son herself, so she can only let them do it. Yes, as long as it's not doting.

In the refugee camp, the victims who had hope of survival no longer looked lifeless, and their complexion was much better than before. However, because of the heavy losses before, many people still fell ill one after another.

Coupled with the general weakness of the victims, one-third of them fell ill in less than three days, most of them were old people and young children. Can't fight death.

More and more disaster victims gathered here. Although the court still distributes food three times a day, because of the large number of people, it often happens that breakfast is distributed for a while and then lunch is distributed again, which makes the soldiers tired. endlessly.

Those who were physically strong among the victims actively cooperated with the court to help the vulnerable groups, but as more and more people fell ill, some people became anxious and shouted: "This is not good, how can the sick people be here?" Staying in a place like this? If we continue like this, we can’t survive outside even if we have food, if only we can enter the city, even if we hide in the streets and alleys, it’s better than here to keep out the wind.”

Such words quickly spread in the refugee camp, and many people's desire for survival made them focus on the city defense of Kyoto.

The imperial court has sent troops to besiege there, and if they want to enter the city, they have to fight with their lives, but do they have the life to enter?

"Son, mother's son! What are you doing when you are dead, mother? If those officials don't give us a way out, we will fight them even if we die. Mother will take you to the city to see a doctor. Mother will bring you You go into the city!" A woman suddenly cried loudly, and ran towards the gate of the city with the child in her arms.

The victims were still a little dazed at first, but they didn't know who was leading the way, and a large number of people followed. Only they knew whether they wanted to watch the fun or go to the city.

The officials who distributed the food didn't pay attention to the situation here at first, but as the flow of people increased and the shouting became louder, they also realized that something was wrong.

"Go and tell your lord, these victims want to force their way into the city." A man who was distributing porridge dropped the spoon in his hand, turned around and whispered to the people around him, fearing that the victims who were waiting to deliver the porridge would also Joining in the fun with the past, he hurriedly yelled: "Everyone hurry up and line up to get the porridge, otherwise it will be cold. The imperial court is trying to find a way for everyone to keep out the cold and travel back home next year, and also to allocate seeds for everyone to farm. The imperial court is thinking about you guys, this good day is not far away."

When the victims heard the words from the officials, their eyes lit up. No one wanted to leave their hometowns. It would be best if they could go back.

Immediately someone asked if it was true, and these officials answered in the affirmative. The imperial court did have such a disaster relief plan, but it has not been made public yet, but in order to appease these people, they can only bite the bullet and say it.

Many people shed tears with excitement, but some people shouted: "We sold all the land at home in order to survive. We had grain seeds and no place to plant them. The imperial court asked us to bring grain seeds back to live more." It's only a few days, what's the use if you can't go back?"

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and this sentence has been echoed by more people. Did they appear here because the fields were sold and they became rootless people?

Furthermore, the yield of the land after natural disasters will also decrease. Even if there is land and grain, it may be difficult to survive.

Hearing the words, the officer put down his spoon, trying to find out the first person who yelled, but the other party had already hidden in the crowd like the loach, and the angry officer spat and walked back.

But the people were so emotional this time that they didn't let him go back at all. Many people surrounded him and asked whether the court would save them or not.

The official servant was irritated by being entangled, and cursed: "I'm just a small soldier. I don't know so many things about the court. You can be satisfied if you have porridge. This is at the foot of the imperial city. Anyone who shouts will wait to squat!" Go to prison."

(End of this chapter)