I am not Song Qinzong

Zhao Huan waved his hand lightly and said, "immediately detain and return to Beijing for processing."

"Here." Immediately, personal guards came to the front, took away Yao Zheng's official residence, removed the official seal, and took him down.

Originally, Zhao Huan was going to kill people directly with Shang Fang's sword.

After all, Yao Zheng, the magistrate of the prefecture, cannot absolve himself from the crimes committed by Duan Kai's group of refugees, and he deserves to die.

However, Chen Chaolao dissuaded the prince.

There is nothing wrong with Shang Fang's sword killing people, the problem is identity.

The crown prince has no right to deal with officials, big or small. If he kills the magistrate of a state with Yujian, it will definitely anger the officials from all over the country.

If officials from all over the country come to impeach, I am afraid that the position of the crown prince will not be secure.

The possible consequences made Zhao Huan give up his willful plan.

What, keep your word and get fat?

Before political interests, what are a few big words worth?

After Yao Zheng was dragged away, Zhao Huan asked, "Where is the general judgment in this state?"

The judge came out and bowed: "My minister Runzhou Tong judge Gu Dong pays his respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhao Huan said: "That's it, you are the ambassador for the resettlement of the disaster victims in Runzhou, and the county magistrate of Runzhou is the deputy envoy, responsible for the resettlement of the victims outside the city."

"Here." Gu Dong and the county magistrate responded.

"In addition, Liu Ziyi from the Prince's House and Wei Jia from the Zhongshe House are disaster relief consultants.

Within this day, I will see that the resettlement of the victims outside the city has been completed. "

After a pause, Zhao Huan said again: "But if there is a person who dies of illness and hunger, you will pay for your lives!"

"Your Highness..." Gu Dong wanted to explain a few words.

"I have made up my mind and will never change it!" Zhao Huan interrupted.

"Here." The two answered again dejectedly.

The magistrate has a high level, extensive connections, and many involvements. It doesn't matter if there is a general judge and a county magistrate.

Zhao Huan disdained seeing his half-dead look, and said: "If the disaster victims are settled well, this palace will definitely show its merits to the imperial court."

The two obediently agreed.

The rewards are all imaginary, but the threats are real.

When Donggong first arrived, Zhizhou was deprived of his official position. How dare they resist?

Usually it is to kill chickens to warn monkeys, but now killing monkeys to warn chickens has the same effect.

So, after asking Zhao Huan for instructions, the two led the officials, big and small, and immediately got busy.

97 Relief

More than two hundred cauldrons were lined up, and the firewood below was burning vigorously.

The white gas in the pot rises, exuding an attractive rice fragrance.

The thick porridge made from various coarse grains was an irresistible temptation for the hungry victims.

At this time, the front of each pot was already full of people.

Bang~

Liu Gang mercilessly pulled out a willow stick and landed on a young man.

"Straight mother thief, I just made it clear that the old, young, women and children are in the front, and the young and old are in the back. What are you in a hurry? Go to the back!"

The young man glanced at him, but he didn't dare to argue, so he could only bow his head and walk to the end of the line.

Like Liu Gang, more than a hundred soldiers held willow sticks and patrolled back and forth, urging the victims to line up.

There are too many people, if it is not rectified, it is very easy to cause stampede accidents due to crowding.

Even if someone is squeezed into the fire pot, the tragedy will be even worse.

Therefore, Zhao Huan ordered, but if there are contenders, there will be no mercy in whipping.

There are many things like wicker, it hurts when hitting people, but it is not easy to hurt, so it is very useful.

So, after everyone broke three or five willow sticks, the team lined up.

Liang Hongyu took a pair of chopsticks, walked to a pot, and inserted one into it.

As the bubbles rolled at the bottom of the pot, the chopsticks tilted slightly, but did not fall down.

"Not bad, it meets the requirements." Liang Hongyu nodded slightly.

After finishing speaking, she turned and went to the next place.

The yamen servant who cooked the porridge let out a sigh of relief, feeling his legs were a little weak.

The crown prince was watching from the top of the city. Zhizhou was put in prison, and the county magistrates rolled up their sleeves to cook porridge. Could they not be nervous.

After each checked it was correct, Liang Hongyusu waved her hand and shouted, "Dinner is served!"

"Oh~"

"Thank you Your Highness~"

"Eat~"

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the victims couldn't help pushing forward again.

ba ba ba ~

The supervising soldiers waved the wicker loudly and shouted: "Don't worry, take the food in order, everyone has it!"

Hearing the rattle of wicker, many people in the crowd paused subconsciously, shrank their necks, and then looked forward eagerly.

The pain I just ate is nothing, only food is the eternal pursuit.

Liang Hongyu had already taken the copper spoon, took out a large bowl from the wooden bucket at her feet, scooped it up and handed it to the sister-in-law in front.

"When the new porridge comes out of the pot, be careful not to scald the baby."