582 Children of poor families are in charge of the family early

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Soon, the carriage carrying Li Zixiao and Lin Wan'er came to a large camp of displaced people, where thousands of soldiers of the White Dragon Army had been stationed in advance.

For today's show, Wei Hong also mobilized 10,000 soldiers to escort and ensure the safety of Li Zixiao, Lin Wan'er and the ugly baby.

Qian Guangyuan's inspection of the government also sent hundreds of officials in advance to disperse into the five camp of displaced people, and organized the entire 300,000-odd displaced people to ensure that there would be no chaos among them today.

"So many people?"

When Li Zixiao took Lin Wan'er out of the carriage, Lin Wan'er was also startled by the crowd in front of her.

"Well, this is just a camp of displaced people, and there are 60,000 or 70,000 displaced people gathered here, all of whom have fled from Henan, Shaanxi or Huguang.

Seeing that winter is coming, these people will not have enough food and clothing, if we do not provide relief to them.

At least nearly half of them will not survive this winter, especially women and children. ”

Li Zixiao looked at the front of him, separated by the soldiers of the White Dragon Army, and the black pressed a large number of homeless people, all of them with dirty faces and unkempt faces, yellow faces and thin muscles, and said to Lin Wan'er beside him.

It is now late autumn, and the weather has cooled down, especially at this time when the end of the Ming Dynasty is the era of the Xiaoice River, and the winter time is earlier and colder.

But many of these homeless people were still wearing thin single clothes, and a cold wind blew, and they were all shivering.

Moreover, Li Zixiao looked at it at a glance, most of the displaced people here are mainly young and strong adults, and the elderly and children are rarely seen, especially the elderly, almost none.

"Hey! They are all miserable people! ”

Li Zixiao sighed, of course he knew why there were no old people here, because those old people had already been on the way to escape, and they were either starved to death or frozen to death.

In the end, most of the young adults who were able to escape all the way here were healthy and strong, and many children were able to live here because they received more care.

"It's almost winter, and these homeless people are still wearing single clothes, which is not okay, especially those children, who are more likely to get frostbite.

Husband, shouldn't you think of a way? ”

At this time, Lin Wan'er looked at the homeless children who were not clothed, looked at the ugly baby in her arms, moved her heart of compassion, and said to Li Zixiao.

"Well, don't worry, I've already handed over this matter to Qian Guangyuan."

Li Zixiao comforted Lin Wan'er, then turned his head to look at Qian Guangyuan behind him, and asked, "What about Old Qian, how are the cotton clothes you prepared for these homeless people?" ”

"Returning to the general, I have ordered the government to organize all the cotton clothing workshops in Xuzhou City, and since a week ago, I have begun to produce cotton clothes with all my might.

However, these 300,000 displaced people are indeed a bit much, and we have only produced 80,000 cotton clothes for the time being, and only distributed them to children and women among the displaced people.

We will also complete the production of the remaining cotton clothes in the next month, so as to ensure that all the displaced people will wear cotton clothes before the winter, so that they will not freeze to death. ”

"Well, this matter has to be dealt with, this is related to the survival of these more than 300,000 displaced people, and it must not be sloppy." Li Zixiao warned.

"Yes, don't worry, the general, his subordinates will do their best."

"General, it's time to go to the soup kitchen, there are a total of nine soup kitchens in this camp for displaced people." Wei Hong reminded Li Zixiao on the side.

"Well, let's go, let's go."

Li Zixiao waved his hand and took Lin Wan'er, Wei Hong, Qian Guangyuan and others to the first soup kitchen, ready to personally give porridge to the homeless people here.

"All line up, step forward one by one to receive porridge, no chaos, no cutting in line, no loud noise, otherwise they will be expelled from the camp immediately."

As the soup soup kitchen began, the soldiers of the White Dragon Army specially formed a human wall at five soup soup kitchens, guided the displaced people, and let them line up in pairs, and went to Li Zixiao's soup kitchen shed in turn to receive rice porridge.

"Don't squeeze, everyone has it, don't cut the line."

There are constantly soldiers of the White Dragon Army, patrolling beside these displaced people, shouting loudly, maintaining order, and making the scene quite orderly.

Otherwise, if there were no soldiers of the White Dragon Army to come forward to deter and maintain order on the scene.

With the hungry situation of these homeless people at this time, coupled with the fact that these homeless people are used to disorder and chaos, the situation on the scene may be quite chaotic.

"Is this the porridge they eat every day? So thin? ”

Lin Wan'er asked a maid beside her to hold the ugly baby, and he and Li Zixiao came to the porridge shed, ready to give porridge to the homeless, but when they saw the big bucket of porridge, they couldn't help frowning and said.

"Ahem, madam, there are too many displaced people, we can only provide such gruel, otherwise our food supply in Xuzhou will also become a problem."

In order to avoid Li Zixiao's embarrassment, Qian Guangyuan took the initiative to stand up and explain to Lin Wan'er.

Lin Wan'er stirred the gruel in the bucket with a spoon, and most of it was actually rice water, and she couldn't help sighing.

She also knew that what Qian Guangyuan said was right, but she still couldn't help but feel sympathy for these homeless people in her heart.

And next to this large bucket of porridge, there is also a large bucket of vegetable soup, which is basically the same as clear water, and there are not many vegetable leaves floating on it.

"Let's give porridge." Li Zixiao said softly to Lin Wan'er.

"Hmm." Lin Wan'er nodded.

Actually, what Lin Wan'er didn't know was that because Li Zixiao was going to come to the soup soup today, Qian Guangyuan asked him to make gruel with twice as much rice as usual.

In other words, in Lin Wan'er's opinion, these gruel, which are basically similar to rice water, are much better than what these homeless people eat on weekdays.

Even, today's vegetable soup was temporarily added by Qian Guangyuan, but there is no one on weekdays.

Qian Guangyuan can't help it, the finances of the government have been in crisis, and they still have to support these homeless people, Qian Guangyuan has already protested to Li Zixiao.

However, Li Zixiao simply did not agree to drive away these displaced people, and Qian Guangyuan only started by reducing the daily supply.

In Qian Guangyuan's view, these homeless people don't need to work every day anyway, as long as they ensure that they don't starve to death, so that they can survive this winter.

After the beginning of spring, when Li Zixiao's troops entered Shandong or Kaifeng, there would be a place to settle these displaced people.

There are many soup kitchens in the entire camp of the displaced people, after all, there are 60,000 or 70,000 people here, and Li Zixiao and his family only give porridge in one porridge shed.

In fact, the number of homeless people who can really see Li Zixiao and personally take over the gruel served by Lin Wan'er is also very small.

After all, Li Zixiao was originally here to put on a show, to brush up his prestige, just to put on a show, and he couldn't expect all the homeless people to take over their porridge with their own hands.

What Li Zixiao wants is to show his pro-people attitude.

At this time, his status has reached the point of Li Zixiao, and it is extremely simple for him to brush up his reputation at this time.

Li Zixiao only needs to stand up at such an appropriate time and on the right occasion, do some suitable things, and say some appropriate words, which is enough.

Just think about it now, Lin Zixiao only needs to go to the camp of the displaced people in person, and then give porridge to some of the displaced people, and his pro-people behavior will spread quickly among the displaced people.

While the displaced people are grateful to him, they also let Li Zixiao's good reputation of being close to the people and loving the people spread, enhancing Li Zixiao's prestige.

"Thank you, General, you are the great benefactor of my family."

A middle-aged man who took the gruel given by Li Zixiao said to Li Zixiao with a grateful face.

"You are all my people of the Ming Dynasty, how can I, Li Zixiao, as the general of the Ming Dynasty, watch you suffer? It's a pity that General Ben's abilities are limited, and that's all he can do. ”

Li Zixiao looked at the middle-aged man with a grateful look, his face was serious, and finally he said helplessly.

"No, General, relief for the victims was supposed to be the affairs of the imperial court, but the imperial court doesn't care about us now, and it was you who ordered us to take us in and let us survive.

I Zhou Dapeng also went to private school for a few days, and I know the road of 'the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates', and today the general saved the lives of my family of four.

From today onwards, our family is willing to support the general.

Huzi, Hanwa, come here, kowtow to the general and his wife, and when you grow up in the future, you will also be a soldier for the general, and repay the general for saving his life. ”

The people who took Li Zixiao's soup porridge in front of them were all poor families, and none of them knew how to speak, so they could only use simple actions such as kneeling and kowtowing to express their gratitude to Li Zixiao.

But now, Li Zixiao met a cultural person who had read books, and these words made Li Zixiao feel comfortable.

This middle-aged man named Zhou Dapeng was followed by a middle-aged woman and two thirteen or fourteen-year-old children.

At this time, when the two children heard their father's words, they honestly walked over and kowtowed to Li Zixiao and Lin Wan'er.

"Hurry up, it doesn't need to be like this."

Li Zixiao picked up the two children, saw that they were already wearing cotton clothes at this time, knocked off the dust on them for them, and asked, "Change into cotton clothes, is it warmer?" ”

The two children were a little scared, but when they heard Li Zixiao ask, the older child still nodded and said timidly: "There are cotton clothes, it's much warmer."

Daddy said, this is all given to us by the general, the general saved the lives of our whole family, we grow up, we want to be a soldier for the general, repay the general. ”

"What a good boy." Li Zixiao silently said with a smile on the boy's head.

Unexpectedly, the little boy glanced back at his parents, and suddenly kowtowed to Li Zixiao again.

"Why did you kowtow again, didn't you say it, you don't need to kowtow." Li Zixiao smiled and picked up the little boy again.

But unexpectedly, the little boy raised his little head, looked at Li Zixiao, plucked up his courage, and said, "General, it's getting cold now."

My father and my mother were still wearing single clothes, and it rained the day before yesterday, and my mother was drenched and sick, and she would die if this continued.

Save the general, don't let people take my mother away, Huzi is kowtowing to the general here.

The general will also send a cotton coat to my father and mother, otherwise my mother is afraid that she will not be able to survive this winter.

Last winter, my grandfather gave my brother and me all the cotton clothes to freeze to death on a snowy day.

Huzi must not forget the kindness of the general, and when Huzi grows up in the future, he will definitely repay the kindness of the general, please save my father. ”

Children from poor families are in charge of the family early, this sentence must be good.

Before Li Zixiao crossed over, he was also a child of a peasant family, and now looking at this little boy and hearing him say this, I am afraid that some adults can't say anything, and his eyes can't help but moisten.

Because, Li Zixiao is worried that so many displaced people gather together and it is easy to break out of the plague, so he must be prepared to prevent the epidemic.

Therefore, in addition to coming down and disinfecting the camp with lime, Li Zixiao also strictly ordered all sick homeless people to be isolated immediately.

If someone is seriously ill, they can be driven away directly, Li Zixiao can't do it, to the point of treating all the seriously ill people.

Li Zixiao squatted in front of the little boy, silently his little head, smiled bitterly, and said, "Your name is Huzi, don't worry."

Uncle promised you that before the winter, you must let your father and mother change into warm cotton clothes like you.

In addition, after I go back, I will send someone to treat your mother, from now on, you are all my Li Zixiao's people, and your life will be better and better.

When your uncle finds a place to settle you next year, your father and mother will be able to share their land, and you won't have to go hungry anymore. ”

When he said this, Li Zixiao's increasingly cold heart also felt hot at this time, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Suddenly, he felt that more and more responsibilities were on his shoulders.

"Thank you, General."

"What a sensible and good boy." Lin Wan'er was also moved by the sensibility of this little boy named 'Huzi', and said with red eyes.

This is just a small episode in Li Zixiao and Lin Wan'er's soup kitchen, this whole day, Li Zixiao and Lin Wan'er walked through five camps of displaced people one after another, and did not return to Xuzhou until the evening.

"Qian Guangyuan, after you go back, send a group of doctors to the camp of the displaced people and treat some of the sick and displaced people inside. In addition, speed up the production of cotton clothes, the weather is getting colder and colder.

I have asked Han Lushan to divide one million taels of silver from the exchange between us and the red-haired ghost, and put it at the disposal of your government office.

In a short period of time, our Jiangbei's finances can be maintained, so we don't need to save like this, let's improve the food of those displaced people a little.

At least, let them see some oil and water every week.

In addition, aren't we building a road to Kaifeng, selecting some young people from these homeless people, asking them to do it, and giving them food as a reward. ”

After Li Zixiao returned to Xuzhou, he ordered Qian Guangyuan.

"Yes, the general is benevolent and righteous, and his subordinates understand. It's just that in the camp of displaced people now, it is inevitable that there will be some seriously ill homeless people every day, and these people ......"

Qian Guangyuan raised his concerns.

"The disposal of these people is still the old rule.

We can't save everyone, we can only try our best to save most of them, and we must absolutely keep the health of the camp of displaced people and put an end to the epidemic. ”

When Li Zixiao knew that he should be ruthless, he should be ruthless.

He can't let his kindness blind his reason, he must make the right choice, otherwise one of his wrong choices will sometimes not save people, but will kill more people.

"Yes, my subordinates understand. The subordinates will do it when they go back. Qian Guangyuan said in a deep voice.

(End of chapter)