He didn't expect that this flood would be so serious, more than 50,000 people died, this is just the death toll, and the homeless people, it may be more than that.

The above information also mentions the fact that there is a shortage of shelter for the homeless.

Due to the suddenness of the arrival, many people were swept away by the flood before they even had time to pick up the quilt. As a result, most of the victims now do not even have a place to sleep. Sometimes, it is dozens of people leaning together, warming each other, and then the sky is the bed for the night.

Seeing this, Liu Jun frowned. He is a man from the Hereafter, and he knows that he will do this, although he will not see anything now, but in the future, these people will very likely be stabbed by rheumatism, that is, life is worse than death.

Putting the report on the table aside, Liu Jun lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and this time raised his head and looked at Zhong Lin. He decided. Mobilize military tents, come to relief first, and then take them back after the county government has built the residents' rooms.

: Immediately ordered Wu Datong to quickly transfer 10,000 tents to Binzhou. Then, it is necessary to build accommodation areas for the victims in the fastest possible time, and cooperate with the local government to help the victims build new homes as soon as possible. ”

Zhong Lin has been in front of him for the past few days, of course he knows that the local people affected by the disaster don't even have quilts, and he originally wanted to suggest that he use the tent of the Liaodong Army first, but when he thought that Liu Jun probably wouldn't agree, he didn't speak. Now seeing that Liu Jun not only agreed, but also gave orders in an orderly manner, Zhong Lin was first surprised, and then quickly wrote the order on the green folder. Then turn around and go out. Convey commands.

After receiving Liu Jun's order, Lushun Wu Datong immediately let his son Wu Hao take Dalian and Jinzhou. The tents in Lushun and even the Praetorian Guards were all packed and transported to the military port.

At the same time, the Beiyang Navy Bu Chan and Shichang played the role of transport speakers, reloading all these tents and then transporting them to Dongying. Because the water level was already beginning to drop, the two large cruisers could only send supplies to Dongying, and then transfer the supplies from land to Binzhou.

Although the Liaodong Army did not slack off at all, it also took nearly five days.

Suburbs of Binzhou. The original barrenness here has now been replaced by a tent of the Lushun military camp.

After receiving this batch of materials, the Binzhou Fifth Corps immediately divided the 10,000 tents into three parts and transported them to Jiyang. Jinan.

Binzhou, because it is the hardest-hit area, has concentrated 5,000 tents, plus the tents withdrawn from the Qing army camp, so that the people have a place to stay.

A pleasant light appeared in the sky, and Liu Jun wore a black cloak, accompanied by Zhong Lin and others, and came to the private camp in the west of Binzhou.

Liu Jun came here without informing anyone, and he wanted to see if the officials in Binzhou would come out with moths.

Liu Jun took a look, although the camp was not as strict as the barracks, surrounded by wooden fences, but the tents were arranged in a certain way, and the passages in all aspects, and even the water source, were in place.

An old man of nearly seventy years old, wearing a gray robe, with a palm-sized black patch on the shoulder of his clothes, and full of white hair, was struggling to kick half a bucket of water in his hand to the tent not far away.

In the tent, it was very simple, except for the grain that had been distributed not long ago in the corner, and all that was left was a simple bed, and a quilt, on which a child of about three or four years old was sitting and picking up a boiled corn to nibble. At present, the food of these victims is handled by the local county government, so the food placed in the corner of the tent has not been opened.

The old man probably didn't know Liu Jun's identity, and kept thanking and praising the Liaodong Army along the way. For these, Liu Jun just smiled slightly, then sat on the ground casually and began to chat with the old man.

From the old man's mouth, Liu Jun knew that the old man originally had a son and daughter-in-law, and when the flood came, the son and daughter-in-law put themselves and their grandson into the only wooden basin in the family, but the two of them were washed away by the flood, and the bodies have not been found until now.

And the old man, who had been washed up in a wooden basin for nearly a night, was finally rescued by a small iron boat at noon the next day, and sent here.

The small iron boat in the old man's mouth, Liu Jun knew that he was talking about torpedo boats, and in this rescue, all the torpedo boats of the Beiyang Naval Division were dispatched, and none of them fell. As a result, in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River in those days, torpedo boats swimming on the surface of the river could be seen shuttling back and forth on it, and from time to time the rescue personnel would be sent to the Guangbing and Pingyuan anchored outside, and then set off to look for the people who had fallen into the water.

"Originally, the old man, I hated Liu Dashuai the most, as a court official, I actually did a lot of evil and went against the emperor. I heard that a few days ago, you, the commander of the army, in order to rescue 3,000 people, actually jumped down the river to build a ladder for the people......"

When the old man saw Liu Jun sitting there, he thought he was just an ordinary soldier, so he began to count Liu Jun's opposition to the imperial court and began to praise Liu Jun.

The sound of cavalry running came from outside, and Zhong Lin, who was next to him with a green face, glared at the old man who was still saying that Liu Jun was not going to die, turned around and walked out.

Liu Jun saw that this old man was eager to eat it, and he was not angry, he understood that these old men were poisoned by the divine power of the monarch, and at the same time, they were accompanied by the theory that the monarch is greater than the sky, and he was already polite to himself for repeatedly opposing the court, at least he did not curse his descendants.

"Old man, do you want to see this guy who deserves to die?" Liu Jun smiled slightly.

The old man picked up his grandson and shook his head: "I want to see, my opinion of him is that it was and is now. Speaking of this, he looked around: "The old man is really grateful to him for giving us a way to live, without his help, my old bones are probably ......."

Before the old man finished speaking, Zhong Lin suddenly lifted the tent and walked in: "Head, there is an accident in the south." ”

What can happen in the south, Liu Jun thought of this, stretched out his hand, and asked Zhong Lin to hand over the telegram in his hand.

After a closer look, this telegram was actually a secret telegram sent by the Guangdong Intelligence Sub-office.

France demanded that Guangzhou be leased as a military base, and the French Far East Fleet began to conduct exercises in the Vietnamese ship port, and there was a tendency to threaten the lease with force.

With a slap, Liu Jun's eyes suddenly burst into flames. At once, he crumpled the telegram in his hand and threw it to the ground.

The old man next to him was suddenly speechless by Liu Jun's move, Jiang is old and spicy, this old man has already seen that this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Liu Jun was angry that France had done such a shameless thing, relying on the strength of its Far East Fleet to make do, and actually started the matter of leasing Guangzhou Bay.

Liu Jun also understood that the French Far East Fleet was bullying the weakness of the Guangdong sailors, and he had little relationship with the imperial court, thinking that if he bullied the Guangdong sailors, then his Beiyang sailors would not make a move.

Damn, Lao Tzu has a bad relationship with the imperial court, which doesn't mean that I let you foreigners meddle in our affairs. Liu Jun thought of this, and then realized that what he had just done was too much, which scared the old man next to him.

Smile slightly. Liu Jun adjusted his emotions and looked at the old man who was glaring at him: "Don't be afraid, old man, I'm not angry with you." After Liu Jun finished speaking, he stood up, and was about to go out, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and took off the cloak on his body.

That old man is not a fool, these days, he already knows what those beans are in the Liaodong Army, just now he was puzzled when he saw Zhong Lin's three golden stars, and now he saw Liu Jun's collar is a golden yellow dragon, and he was stunned in surprise.

Liu Jun put the cloak on the old man, smiled and said, "The old man takes care of himself. With that, he turned and walked out of the tent.

With a plop, Liu Jun, who had already walked a long way, suddenly heard a noise inside the tent. He didn't have to think about it to know what was going on, the old man knew his identity.