Zhao Erye's eight-carrying sedan chair and full guard of honor have not come back on the edge of the Loujiang River.

When I entered the city, I had to sit in He Xiancheng's sedan chair first.

The blowing and blowing were also stopped by Zhao Shouzheng, and the group silently followed the sedan chair into the city slowly.

Zhao Shouzheng said in his heart that Lao Tzu may be the most low-key magistrate in the history of the Ming Dynasty.

When his palanquin was about to enter the city through Chaoyang Gate, he suddenly heard a noisy voice.

Zhao Erye opened the sedan curtain and took a look, only to see that on both sides of the street that the officials were struggling to separate, the black pressure was full of people.

Through the faint light of the dying wind lamp, I could see that among these people standing in the rain, there were men, women, old and young.

Many people are still carrying burdens, carrying burdens, and pushing carts.

and the heart-rending cry of the child, all reminding Zhao Shouzheng and his party that these are the people who came to the county from Kunnan to take refuge.

"Stop." Zhao Shouzheng shouted to stop the team.

He Xiancheng and the white master also hurried down the sedan chair.

"What the is going on?" He Xiancheng was dizzy for a while, he really saw a ghost today.

Gao Jieyuanying didn't receive anyone, not to mention, obviously he had already let the third class of Xu officials lead the white servants and clear out the entire Chaoyang Street, where did so many people come in?

"Those mud legs from the south, I don't know who said that the new lord is going to enter the city, so they all gather here...... "Hu Bantou, who is on the fast shift, hurriedly trotted over and reported:

"There are too many of them, and the little ones don't dare to pick up."

"Alas......" He Xiancheng sighed depressedly, what is this?

At this time, he saw that Zhao Zhixian had already gotten off the sedan chair, and he didn't care about the umbrella, so he hurriedly ran to the side against the rain.

"The situation here is unclear, so please ask the county to enter the city first......"

"You shut up and stand aside." Zhao Shouzheng glanced at him coldly.

He Xiancheng said fuck, Lao Tzu is also a dignified eight-grade official, why do you talk to me.

Hey, think about it, people are still the champions. Forget it, he bowed his head and stood aside.

"Fathers and elders, this official is the new Zhao Shouzheng, the magistrate of Kunshan." Then Zhao Erye arched his hand to the people and asked with a clear eye:

"I don't know why you're gathered here, but it's okay to talk about it?"

Victims are still pouring in from all directions. At this moment, there were many more people outside Chaoyang Gate.

"Do you dare to ask if the old parents are Zhao Zhuangyuan, who has countless living people in Beijing?" I heard an old man ask in a trembling voice.

"It's the official." Zhao Shouzheng nodded, he didn't expect that his deeds would actually spread to Kunshan.

"Please live my parents!" The old man was like seeing a savior, and he knelt down as he spoke.

"Please live my parents!" Many followed, and knelt down.

"Please live my parents!" All the victims knelt in front of Zhao Shouzheng like a fallen wheat field.

Zhao Shouzheng was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, and hurriedly pushed away the guards and helped the kneeling old man up.

"Uncle, please get up, everyone, please get up." Zhao Shouzheng said loudly to the victims: "Since this official is the parent of a county, it is naturally his duty to do his best to help every affected person!" ”

"The thief finally opened his eyes and sent us Zhao Zhuangyuan." The old man said with tears in his eyes: "Our people in Kunshan have been soaking in bitter water for too long, and I don't know how many people will starve to death this year......"

Many people began to sob, and the flood was not yet June, and I am afraid that the harvest will be lost throughout the year.

"Rest assured, since this county is here, no one will be abandoned!" Zhao Shouzheng loudly comforted the victims: "Don't worry, Kunshan County will not starve to death this year!" ”

"The old parents are here, and we are finally saved!" The numb faces of the victims finally had some expressions, as if they saw a little hope.

"It's so late, it's still raining, don't stay here." Zhao Shouzheng then asked, "Do you have a place to live?" Can dinner be settled? ”

The victims shook their heads in a dejected manner, and were pulled back to reality from the blue sky hallucination.

Most of them had fled from Kunnan today, and those who had relatives in the north had already gone to join them. Only those of them who have no relatives don't know how to end up tonight.

"Lord He, Lord Bai?" Zhao Shouzheng looked back at the two Zuo Er.

"What do you command?" The two hurriedly stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Can the county prepare a place to house the victims?" Zhao Shouzheng asked in a deep voice, "Have you started to give porridge for relief?" ”

"This ......" The two looked at each other, and the former said stubbornly: "Back to the county, there is a place in the north of the city for the people to take refuge in the city, as for the soup kitchen...... It is necessary to open a reserve position. ”

"What Feng Xianzun means when he takes office is that he will open a position after the county is sealed." Bai Shouli also whispered: "This is also a piece of kindness from Feng Xianzun. ”

"Fart kindness, if the county arrives two days late, will the victims be hungry for two more days?"

"The county is not in a hurry, and they don't flee in a hurry with a big flood, they will always have a few days of rations." He Xiancheng also whispered to Zhao Shouzheng.

"Are you talking about human words?" Zhao Shouzheng glanced at him coldly.

Exercise! He Xiancheng felt like he was about to explode.

"Settle the people down immediately, and this official will go to hand over to Feng Zhixian!" Zhao Shouzheng snorted, eager to kick the ass of this group of officials.

"Hey, it's ......" He Xiancheng, Bai Zhushu and a group of scribes secretly shouted bad luck.

In order to welcome Shinchi Prefecture, I was busy for several days. Today, I waited in the heavy rain for a day, and everyone was cold and hungry, and they had to give these mud legs a ......

But everyone knows that the new official is in office and is in full swing.

Didn't you see He Xiancheng being used to Liwei? Everyone had to pinch their noses and endure it first.

"Bring the people to the Beicheng Anmin Society...... Bai Shouli hurriedly cheered up.

"Mr. Wu, I'm sorry for you to go with them." Zhao Shouzheng was really not at ease, so he sent a messenger.

"Yes." Wu Chengen bowed his hand to Zhao Shouzheng and took over the task of supervision.

Zhao Shouzheng appeased the victims again, and then got into the sedan chair and entered the city again in the sound of a 'blue sky'.

Zhao Hao also got into the carriage, looking at the black crowd that was left behind him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ling Zun played well today." Xu Wei, who was sitting on the side, said lightly: "But someone wants to roast him on the fire." ”

"It's good to bake, it's such a tidal day." Zhao Hao laughed disappreliantly.

In those days, the news was not so well-informed. It has been less than five days since Dad was changed to acting Kunshan, but the victims not only know his identity, but also know his glorious deeds in Beijing.

This is clearly someone making trouble behind the scenes.

"Interesting......" Zhao Gongzi and Xu Wei said in unison. After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed.

They are all masters who are not afraid of things.

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There is also a Chaoyangmen inner street in Kunshan County, which is probably Gu Zhuangyuan's bad taste.

One mile ahead along this street, the intersecting side street is the standard Yaqian Street in all counties in the world.

Kunshan County Ya is located in the middle of Yaqian Street.

But the sedan chair did not enter the government directly, but went around in a circle and then went from east to west, saying 'purple gas comes from the east'. Stay in front of the eight-character wall and in front of the eight-character wall, called 'Dou Qinglong'.

Then he lit the firecrackers and carried Zhao Erye into the place where he would live and fight in the next few years.