Five years of county magistrate, 100 million catties of grain shocked Li Shimin

Yang Xiulan also looked at Fang Yuan's back, more and more satisfied.

In fact, Zhao Yingcai had the heart to match Fang Yuan and Zhao Zixuan a long time ago, when Fang Yuan was still the county magistrate of Wuling County.

But Yang Xiulan was born in the Hongnong Yang family, and Zhao Yingcai's background was not low, so she looked down on Fang Yuan's identity and was not happy with Zhao Yingcai's arrangement.

In addition, Fang Yuan only regarded Zhao Zixuan as his younger sister, and expressed more than once that he didn't like those who were too young or those with a big age difference, so there was no follow-up.

Now that Fang Yuan has been promoted to governor, and has shown courage and ability that he never had before, Yang Xiulan is also more and more satisfied with Fang Yuan, and seems to think that it is not impossible for her daughter to be handed over to Fang Yuan.

"Huh? Is there such a thing?"

Mrs. Li glanced at her daughter.

I thought that the age difference between Li Danqiu and Zhao Zixuan is less than one year, right?

Since Fang Yuan said that he doesn't like those who are too young, why did Zhao Yingcai write to Li Ji intending to get married?

......

Fang Yuan returned to the Governor's Mansion.

It didn't take long to receive a report: the food from the imperial court had arrived.

And there is good news that the water gushing out from the cracked Yellow River dam has receded.

After one and a half months, the flood in Henan Province has finally been relieved, and the pressure in Liaozhou has also been relieved.

Fang Yuan who got the news immediately appeared outside the city gate, standing on a high platform facing tens of thousands of refugees.

Refugees are building tents to provide shelter for refugees who do not yet have shelter.

Seeing Fang Yuan appearing again, they all looked at Fang Yuan with curious eyes.

"Fathers and folks, our efforts have paid off, and the imperial court has allocated food!"

Fang Yuan said loudly.

Give voice to all refugees wherever possible.

"Long live the court!"

"Master Inspector is merciful!"

After a while, the audience boiled, and there was a sound after another.

After waiting for a long time, the voice finally stopped slowly, and Fang Yuan spoke again.

"There is another piece of good news. The water of the Yellow River has also receded. You can go home!"

Fang Yuan said loudly again.

The sound was so loud that his throat felt a little uncomfortable.

This time, the refugees were not as excited as Fang Yuan imagined, but more complicated.

After fleeing for about a month and a half, my home was soaked by the Yellow River for a month and a half.

Go back again, is home still home?Is there any way to go back?

If they don't go back, will Liaozhou take them in again?Will there be a home for them here?

"Considering the different situations of different people, this officer has made a policy!"

"Anyone who wants to leave, register now. Liaozhou will give each person ten buns tomorrow morning, but there is no guarantee that everyone will have enough."

"If you don't want to leave, you can also register tonight. I will try my best to assign everyone to one city and four counties in Liaozhou as soon as possible, and allocate space for those who stay behind to open up wasteland, farm and start a family!"

Fang Yuan shouted again.

This time, his voice was hoarse.

It felt like my throat was on fire.

He was about to step off the high platform, but suddenly stopped.

Suddenly many people among the refugees knelt down.

"Master Inspector, great grace!"

"Lord Inspector, Master Qingtian!"

The kneeling refugees choked up and wailed on the ground.

No matter whether to leave or stay, Fang Yuan, governor of Liaozhou, will take care of them.

They are grateful and grateful for this assassin who keeps them alive and thinks about them.

More and more people knelt, and more and more refugees cried.

Fang Yuan wanted them to get up.

But when he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was already hoarse.

With a sigh, he walked down the high platform with a heavy heart and walked towards the city.

Sometimes, people don't want much, they just want to live healthy and healthy, eat enough and sleep well, that's all.

Those who can do this are good officials in their eyes, and officials who are a little better are the Lord Qingtian.

Follow Fang Yuan to leave.

Zhang San brought people to register again.

Someone checks out, someone checks in.

From Fang Yuan's announcement, most people moved.

"Father, shall we go back or stay?"

Xiaobai's family is still among the refugees.

There are so many refugees that they have never been selected.

In fact, it wasn't that he hadn't been picked, Xiaobai's father had actually been picked.

But there is no way to prove that the family is a family, so Xiaobai's father chose to stay with his wife and children.

Fortunately, there is a man left to take care of him, because there are many dirty things in the seemingly orderly and stable refugee camp.

"Leave!"

"Here is Daddy's dream!"

The man said in a deep voice.

He looked at Fang Yuan's back with piercing eyes.

After pondering for a moment, the man quickly chased after Fang Yuan.

"stop!"

"Not within one mile!"

Immediately, security guards yelled at him to stop the man from moving forward.

There is a rule in the refugee camp outside the city that when the city gate is open, it cannot be within one mile.

If someone keeps persuading you to come closer, the time for the next porridge handout will be delayed by one stick of incense.

By analogy, it can be superimposed.

With such a system, there is no need for punishment by state officials and security guards, and refugees may beat people to death.

Therefore, after the security guard scolded him, countless pairs of eyes stared at the man immediately.

"I have something important to see Lord Inspector!"

The man was like a light on his back, he didn't dare to go forward, he froze in place and explained.

"You can tell me, I will consider whether I want to tell Lord Inspector!"

The security still stopped the man.

"I......"

The man opened his mouth, and finally retreated in embarrassment.

He can't say, I'm a talent, I want to seek refuge with Lord Governor, right?

If you say this, you are afraid that all the refugees, including the security guards, will laugh at you.

In the end, the man watched Fang Yuan's back gradually drifting away, until he returned to the city, he had no choice but to return to his wife and children.

At night, Fang Yuan was in Fang Mansion, and received Zhang San's statistics.

"Zhou Zhou, according to today's statistics, a total of 70 people have left, and 360 people are willing to stay."

"Including the 800 people we arranged to enter the city before, a total of 160 people have been absorbed from this refugee."

Zhang San reported truthfully with the statistics sheet.

This time, everyone's identities are counted in more detail.

"Have the resettlement places been allocated in the four counties?"

Fang Yuan nodded, said in a deep voice.

After a flood, Liaozhou took in 8000 people.

It is an opportunity for development, but it is also a burden in the city.

If it weren't for the support of major factories, it would have been impossible to support so many people coming in.

After all, it is not enough to store it in, but also to provide food, living space and so on.

"It's drawn out."

"Two places are designated in each county, and each place can accommodate about 2000 people, a total of [-] people."

Zhang San flipped through the record again and said.

The matter of allocating places in various counties to accommodate refugees has long been proposed.

"That is to say, our Liaozhou City will accept 360 people!"

Fang Yuan said with some headaches.

How can so many people be arranged?

Factories are now almost saturated.

"Why don't we put another 200 people in the counties?"

Zhang San saw Fang Yuan's difficulty, said in a deep voice.

"Then arrange it like this first."

Fang Yuan sighed, he could only do this first.

Liaozhou City accommodates more people than each of their counties, and they have to endure their opinions.

"That... I have a question, I don't know if I should say it."

Zhang San pondered for a moment, then chirped and said.

"We still see each other?"

Fang Yuan frowned and said.

"It's like this. Tomorrow, each refugee's ten buns... is too heavy a burden for us in Liaozhou. Can we do less?"

Zhang San smiled flatteringly, then said with a serious face.

More than 5000 people left, and each person took ten buns, which is 25 buns.

25 buns, all the bun shops in the city can't make that many overnight.

The most important thing is that the money is too much to spend in exchange for benefits.

"It's all poor people, let's help the last time."

"It's not like we haven't gained anything. Didn't the court just come out of disaster relief?"

Fang Yuan sighed, shook his head and said.

He had already ordered all the steamed stuffed bun shops in one city and four counties to hurry up and make steamed stuffed buns.

Give as much as you can do tomorrow. Refugees who can't get it will either leave or stay later.