Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

"Shut up! Shut up! You bunch of unruly people, do you think you can make irresponsible comments on the affairs of the court? Watch out for your lives!"

The county magistrate saw the opportunity and snatched the loudspeaker from the old man. The sound spread far away. His face was ferocious and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He and the prince had kept this news secret, but now it was revealed by this group of refugees. How could he and the prince run away with the money quietly? He turned his head and glared at Song Jixiang fiercely, with a vicious light in his eyes. It was all because of this nosy boy. He gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, "You ignorant thing, what did you do to the prince? You are dead!"

Song Jixiang cursed inwardly, "What an idiot!" He didn't see that these people were already emotionally unstable, and yet he still said that. He was simply courting death.

really……

The county magistrate's words successfully aroused the anger of the refugees. They worked hard to farm and support their families, and how could they be degraded? How could they be degraded? ... The despair, helplessness, anxiety, hunger and coldness in their hearts... burst out instantly.

"The northern barbarians are almost at our doorstep, yet these officials are still so arrogant."

"In the eyes of people like you, our lives are not worth anything?"

"We are hungry and cold, and we have left our homes and fled everywhere. We finally came to this place. I didn't expect this official to not treat us as human beings. Folks, let's rob the grain stored in his county government. Even if we die, we must have a full meal."

"Yes, we robbed him. Not only was this place not affected, but a flower contest was also being held. Those who wanted to come here had no shortage of money or food..."

While he was speaking, many refugees had already rushed up.

There were probably several thousand refugees, with all kinds of thoughts.

Just now at the city gate, someone used a trick to knock down the soldiers guarding the city and rushed in.

Some refugees with bad intentions set their sights on the people of Yongning County. With so many of them, it would be easy for them to turn Yongning County upside down, and who would take care of them? Now that the world is in chaos, they just want to survive, what's wrong with that?

If they are not allowed to live, then no one should live.

The old man standing on the stage tried his best to persuade them but failed to calm them down.

There were too many refugees, and they had surrounded the place inside and out. Many of them were crowded in the alleys and streets of Yongning County. The people who wanted to escape in the chaos could not move. They were anxious and could only stare blankly, but there was nothing they could do, and panic was revealed in their eyes.

The situation was tense and a slight spark could lead to a man-made riot with disastrous consequences.

Some people even rushed onto the platform, trying to catch the talkative county magistrate and give him a good beating.

The county magistrate then became afraid and huddled behind his personal guards, trembling in fear.

The guards wanted to draw their swords, but found that their waists were empty. They all stared at the culprit. Their fierce appearance temporarily frightened the refugees who wanted to come forward to arrest the county magistrate.

"We want to eat, we want to eat..." The refugees' cries are getting louder and louder.

They don't have many wishes, really not much. They just want to have food to eat, clothes to wear and a roof over their heads to shelter from the wind and rain.

Unfortunately, these are just wishful thinking!

"Everyone, please be quiet, please be quiet!" Song Jixiang picked up a loud speaker and shouted. "When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. How can we in Yongning County stand by and watch the danger..."

The guards saw a flash before their eyes. The county magistrate who was hiding behind them had been carried out by Song Jixiang. The 200-pound fat man was like a puppet in her hands, allowing her to manipulate him. Song Jixiang asked with a smile, "County magistrate, didn't you just discuss with the prince that all the money from this flower contest should be used to resettle the refugees outside the city? Now that they have entered the city, why don't you announce it quickly..."

"Bullshit!..." The brat opened his mouth and asked him to take out all the money from Douhua to resettle the refugees. Did she know how much money that was? She was just talking nonsense.

Song Jixiang did not need his answer, but borrowed his official position to deliberately lean closer to listen, and replied: "What? Not only do you have to take out the money from Douhua, but you also have to open the warehouse to release grain to help these people. County magistrate, you are a good person! What? You still want to give this matter to me to handle, County magistrate, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down and handle these things properly. You are such a good person!"

County Magistrate...

What's wrong with this guy? What did he say?

Just as he was about to tell her to shut up, he saw the other party holding out a black stick...

Ahhhhh——

He received the same treatment as Xiao Yihan and started dancing with joy.

Song Jixiang stood up and held up a loud speaker: "Did you see that? The county magistrate is so happy that he is dancing with joy because he can help you!"

Everyone...

Whatever you say is what it is!

As long as they can have food to eat, who cares what happens?

Song Jixiang shouted to the dumbfounded guards and the runners brought by the county magistrate: "Didn't you hear what the county magistrate said just now? Hurry up and take action!"

I just saw her and the county magistrate whispering there, but I didn't hear what they said. I wanted to ask the two people in charge, but the prince and the county magistrate had fainted. The emotions of the refugees below were very high. If they didn't do what this kid said, they would probably be crushed into meat paste by a group of people. It was scary to think about it.

What else can I do? I can only do as this guy says.

The people of Yongning County finally breathed a sigh of relief. They felt as if they had saved their lives, and were grateful for having survived. They were grateful that the refugees did not riot or kill, allowing them to return home safely. Everyone looked at Song Jixiang with gratitude, and some even bowed to her.

Many enthusiastic residents have already started to take action, working with the county yamen runners to light a fire and cook porridge to help the refugees. Everyone worked together and was busy. The scene was warm and touching, and harmonious. There was no shouting and killing just now.

Father Yan and Dean Kong stood aside, looking at Song Jixiang with more and more different eyes. They had never thought that such a thing could be resolved in this way. At that time, the hearts of these old guys were in their throats, thinking that there would be a fight, but they didn't expect that it was resolved lightly by a few words from this boy, no, girl.

If I were a man, I would have made a difference in this chaotic world, but unfortunately...

Song Jixiang had no idea what they were thinking, as there were still many things to do. She assigned tasks to everyone, and even Yan Hui, Song Xiaoqi and Yan Nan could not escape her clutches.

Late at night, Yan Hui staggered back to the Yan residence. As soon as he entered the house, he complained to Old Man Yan, "Dad, Dad, please help me up. My legs are no longer my own."

Father Yan quickly supported him and said, "Son, my dear, what happened? Didn't you go to help Jixiang girl?"

Yan Hui slumped down on a chair, picked up the teapot and took a few sips, then wiped his mouth and complained, "Dad, you don't know that my benefactor didn't even consider me as the young master of the Yan family, and ordered me to do this and that. Tell me, what do those refugees have to do with us? Not only do we have to feed them, but we also have to arrange a place for them to live."

Old Man Yan became interested. "Tell me quickly, where did that girl place all these refugees?"

He racked his brains but could not figure out where the county could find so many houses to accommodate these refugees.

"On the outskirts of the county town. How can so many people be kept in the city? My benefactor said that the temperature will drop in the next few days, and it might even snow, so we have to give them a place to live. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you didn't see it, those boxes are as big as a house, and they are lined up there in a row. It looks spectacular!" Yan Hui stretched out his hand and gestured.

"So, she put all the victims in big boxes?" Old Man Yan almost fell off his chair.

"That's not the case!"

Father Yan looked at his son carefully, and finally said something after a long while, "Son, although your brain is not very good, you are really lucky! It is your blessing to meet the girl from the Song family. Tomorrow, you are not allowed to be lazy and continue to help. You will see that she and her brother are definitely not ordinary people. You will not suffer any loss if you make friends with them!"

"Dad, you are my real father? How could you talk about your own son like that?" Yan Hui accused his father with a bitter face.