Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

Anya was a little excited, and felt that the feeling of everyone listening to her was really wonderful, so her expression became excited.

"Of course...then all the remaining children, women and old people, please come to the right, line up, and get your food and hot water!"

The girl's voice was a little hoarse, and her throat felt like it was burning.

Many of the crowd behind did not hear her order, shouting "Can't hear you", "Say it again"...

The girl is a little anxious.

Nios was about to wave his hand to carry out the next arrangement, letting the pre-arranged support leave.

A warm and heavy hand suddenly patted the girl's shoulder.

Aniya was about to turn her head when the most familiar voice sounded, full of aura!

"Princess orders! Children, women and old people! Receive food on the right! Line up!"

Boudica, expressionless, opened his voice loudly, roaring sharply.

The same red hair, somewhat similar appearance, but the opposite personality.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Anya laughed and cried with tears in her eyes.

The girl begged Boudica countless times to take her to the battlefield together. She wanted to fight side by side with her mother, but Boudica refused countless times.

But now, the mother took the initiative to stand with her.

Boudica pursed his lips and squeezed the girl's shoulder hard.

I'm not as skinny as I used to be...

Boudica felt emotional and said with a smile, "Attention, your work is not over yet."

Aniya let out a "hmm", turned her head, and looked at everyone: .

According to the previous arrangement, the warriors of the executive department rushed and roared in the crowd to sort out the order.

The administrative department composed of rich merchants and nobles began to organize records and distribute food in an orderly manner.

Anya took a deep breath, stepped off the platform, and entered the crowd, followed closely by Boudica.

Wherever the mother and daughter went, the turbulent flow of refugees took the initiative to separate them.

This is the result of the prestige of the two, and it is also the confidence given to everyone by the sense of stability of order.

"Everyone listen to me, young and powerful man, please follow Warrior Turner and distribute the food to the home, and the administrator will be responsible for registration!" The girl said again.

"Princess's order! The men follow the warriors! Distribute the food, and strictly register and enforce it!" The queen repeated.

"All old men, women and children, line up for bread and hot soup!"

"My lord princess orders..."

"My lord princess orders..."

In the square, the voices of the two resounded over and over again.

The screams were over, the wailing stopped, the warm food soothed the soul, and the order of the people stabilized the hearts of the people.

Finally, when there are not enough people.

The girl even disregarded the obstacles, and went off in person, rolled up her cuffs, tied up her long hair, and brought water and food for everyone.

And not only the people in the square, but also those who looked at each other coldly in the corner, and those who were out of the group in a daze, she also took care of everything.

Finally, until a bowl of hot soup is delivered to the skinny boy in the corner.

She grinned the corners of her mouth and narrowed her eyes slightly. A ray of winter sunlight shone on her red hair, reflecting a warm light.

"Eat, then drink some hot soup, and rest assured that everything will be fine."

Fandral trembled violently.

In the darkness, these words were like warm hands covering his thick heart.

Some people have thick calluses on their hands, so they can do rough work; some people have thick dirt on their backs, so they are not afraid of the cold; some people have thick old skin on their faces, so they are not afraid of laughing.

Fandral felt that the muscles in his heart were thick so he couldn't cry,

But this time, the warmth penetrated into the heart along the smile and the warm soup.

That gentleness sneaked into a deep place, into a place he had long forgotten, as if thinking of the thatched cottage in his childhood, everyone is still there, everyone is okay...

Click!

The hard and numb heart cracked a little.

He cried.

(again!)

Chapter 78 Chapter 77 Farming and Infrastructure

The flag of Essini was planted in the center of the square, and dozens of tents were erected beside it. The homeless hid in the tents, tore off the bread, and dipped it in the hot soup sprinkled with spices.

The aristocratic and wealthy merchants in the administrative department lost their old restraint and lined up dining cars on the square, and the aroma of toasted bread and stewed soup wafted in the wind.

There is a long queue in front of each food truck.

The people in the administration department yelled over and over again.

"Order! Pay attention to order!"

The samurai of the executive department began to drive away the lawbreakers and warn the troublemakers.

In an orderly manner, it seems that nothing has changed, but everyone knows that everything is completely different.

And when Her Majesty the Queen took her daughter outside to gain favor with her, Neos could also hurry back to the meeting hall and start managing the city while she was gone.

After all, he felt that he was better at farming than marching and fighting, plotting and scheming... Ah no, it was internal affairs!

At this moment, Nios is sitting in a ray of winter sunshine, as the actual head of the city, starting to arrange matters.

"Exile all the family members of the prisoners, give them some rations, and let them live in the next city." After a long time, Nios rubbed his temples and ordered.

"What's the next city?" The fat man asked with a slight bow.

Neos remembered a fat face that deserved a beating, and said, "Ilchester, a small town, nothing special."

"Understood." Fatty nodded.

"Also, this is a decree signed by Her Majesty the Queen about food distribution."

Nios handed out a wax board: "In the future, the food distribution must be strictly followed by the above. As long as there are no accidents, then the whole city should be able to survive the winter safely."

"It's all thanks to Lord Xenios..."

The fat man paused: "As well as Her Lady Queen, in previous years, when winter came, it was common for people to die of starvation or freezing to death."

Neos ignored his compliments, took out another wax board, and continued: "Let Turner organize the manpower and divide it into three shifts to guard the granary."

"My Lady Queen has given them so many benefits, so they shouldn't do that?" The fat man took the wax board and asked.

"Heh, I will teach you a lesson, Fatty, always try to guess people's hearts with the greatest malice,"

Nios smiled and sneered: "And the birds and beasts still have the desire to possess, let alone a group of people who are about to starve to death?"

"I see, I've been taught." The fat man nodded.

"Do you have any questions?" Neos glanced at him.

"Yes, yes, but..."

"ask."

The fat man hesitated for a moment: "We help these refugees for no reason like this.

It's easy to make them lazy and make them take everything for granted. "

Neos raised his eyebrows: "Why do you think so?"

The fat man smiled naively: "Because you said, my lord, you should use the worst malice to guess people's hearts."

"It's a quick learner,"

Neos laughed, pulled out a relatively large wax board, and pushed it up: "Let's have a look."

"This is......"

The fat man took it, and looked at it with a frown, but saw a large line of words in the middle of the beginning.

Cash for work!

......

"Relief with work?" Boudica asked with a frown.

"Yes, the people are full of food and drink, and have nothing to do. It is inevitable that there will be people who harbor grievances and go to do something to entertain their grievances.

Waste energy and labor in vain, causing unnecessary losses. ’ Neos explained, standing beside her.

Her Lady Queen remained silent, but still frowned.

"I'm just afraid that they will be idle and have nothing to do." Nios said.

Boudica suddenly realized: "Oh, if you said that earlier, it would be over!"

Wasn't what I said earlier simple enough?

Neos doubted his language generalization ability.

"Hmm..." Boudica nodded while rubbing his chin, pretending to understand: "Then this is the solution, right?"

"This is just one of the ways. There are still many ways to eliminate public grievances and keep them from idleness." Nios said.

"Like?"

Nios glanced at her: "For example, when fighting a war, everyone gets busy, and no one has the energy to complain."

"But we only have a few hundred warriors left, so we are fighting!" Boudica was upset.