The food stamps were distributed very quickly, because the food was omitted, and the details of the dispute were omitted, the day was not dark before it was over, Mao Weizhang returned to the town with a few of the key people he observed, because the focus of the work shifted from the prevention and control of the plague to the resettlement of the victims, so Li Xin moved the station back to the town guard.

Originally, Li Xin did not agree with Mao Weizhang to come with him to Zhenwei, but the entry of refugees has always been done by him, coupled with his persuasion, now the key positions of Yang and Wei Chengzhong are all single-handedly promoted by the General Military Office, and he will be fine if he leaves for a short time, just wait for the handover to return and preside over the situation.

Therefore, this food stamp issuance can be regarded as the last task of Mao Weizhang's resettlement work in Zhenwei. However, he still had doubts, what kind of disaster victims do the chief soldier want to do to take care of themselves, is it reliable?

Mao Weizhang went to see Li Xin with such a not easy mentality.

"There are a few words that the lower officials don't know whether to say or not."

Li Xin is very satisfied with Mao Weizhang's appearance, although this person lacks a bit of responsibility, but as long as he makes his own decisions, he can often execute excellently, and he is a little more capable and calm than Qian Tai.

"If you have any opinions, just put them forward, and you can brainstorm them!"

"Won't it be changed that the adults are going to take care of themselves in the two 10,000-person camps for disaster victims?"

Li Xin smiled and said: "Isn't it child's play to change the order at night? How, is there anything else to add to the charter that will be formulated? ”

"I don't dare to add, I still want to say a thing or two."

In this era of strict hierarchy, anyone will be careful when speaking to their superiors, such as Mao Weizhang, although tactful, but always giving opinions, it is already commendable.

"Don't say one or two, even seventy, eighty or ninety generals will listen to it, you must know everything, and say everything!"

Li Xin is always very polite to him, after these days of contact, Mao Weizhang can feel that this is not out of hypocritical cover-up, but really to the people around him, sometimes he even says thank you to the bookstore around him. In the eyes of others, this is the discomfort of Li Xin's villain at first glance. But Mao Weizhang felt otherwise, he seemed to be doing so from the heart, because he didn't feel the slightest pretentiousness in his dealings with him.

So as soon as he gave up his hand, he put his thoughts together one by one.

"Since the chief soldier wants to carry out the election and raise the case, even the commander of ten thousand soldiers must be produced from among the disaster victims, but there is one thing that has to be guarded against, and that is the authority figure,"

Li Xin nodded, noncommittal, and listened to Mao Weizhang continue to tell his opinion.

"If these powerful people among the victims were not suppressed, their victory would be inevitable, and in the name of the General Military Office, their position would be legitimized. Don't forget, adults, most of these people are men who have survived the disaster, many of them have died in their families, and they have nothing to worry about. ”

Li Xin understood what Mao Weizhang meant, he was afraid that these people would steal the personnel power through the election, so that they would not lose the tail and form a threat to the Sanwei General Military Office. In fact, his worries were completely unnecessary, and Li Xin ordered someone to bring hot tea and let him take two sips to moisten his throat, and then he took the trouble to explain to him the rules he had drawn up according to some ready-made examples from his previous life.

"Mao Zhenfu still only knows one of them, but he doesn't know the other. First of all, with a battalion of 20,000 people, the captain of ten thousand is not the most powerful errand. ”

Mao Wei stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, he was confused, if the commander was not the highest position, could it be that the chief soldier would have to set up another errand above the commander of the army?

"The most powerful in the 10,000-person camp is the board of directors composed of eleven people, and the captain is only a symbolic position, and the battalion manager is really responsible for the administrative functions, and the battalion manager is like a master, not in the official sequence, but a role similar to that of a business house manager hired by the council."

In the popular words of Li Xin's previous life, he was a temporary worker outside the establishment. In this way, although he has administrative power in his hands, his status is given by the battalion council, and he does not have the strength of a single family, and he can only obey the arrangement of the council in everything, so there is no need to worry about the emergence of ** people to lead the rebellion.

Mao Weizhang brought the tea bowl to his mouth, but he didn't drink it at all, thinking about Li Xin's intention to do this, although it sounded a little complicated, and even a little bit of a stacked bed frame house, but it was really perfect in terms of power balances to the extreme.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Li Xin twice, but he muttered in his heart, is this young chief soldier in front of him really from a horse thief? Can a horse thief have such insight? He didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it when he said that the sky was broken.

Gully Dong Dong drank the tea in the tea bowl in two gulps, Mao Wei opened his mouth and said as if he had realized something: "In this way, it is most appropriate to let these authoritative figures be the captains of ten thousand people!" ”

Li Xinyi clapped his hands and nodded: "That's right!" He knew that Mao Weizhang must not have known much about the charter he proposed before this, and it was precisely because he did not think so, that he thought that this kind of election was simply digging his own grave.

But Mao Weizhang immediately became worried again.

"In this way, although the power is restricted, if you want to do something, you must have to discuss it with the eleven members of the council, right? As the saying goes, big things are dictatorial and not conspiracy, if there is any urgency, wouldn't it be delayed? There is also a hidden worry, if these eleven people collude to plot misdeeds, it will be difficult to clean up......"

Li Xin laughed.

"Why is Mao Zhenfu confused? What are you doing during the day? ”

"I'm going to send food!"

Li Xin shook his head and said, "Where is the adult going to distribute food, isn't it food stamps?" ”

"Is there a difference?"

"How not, if the food stamps are not exchanged for food, it is just a pile of waste paper. And the warehouse where the grain is exchanged is in my hands, are you afraid that they will not obey? ”

Li Xin said that the head was the way, Mao Wei opened his mouth and thought for a long time and didn't find out where to fight back, but he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Anyway, the lower officials think that it is better to be still than to be still, and there may be something wrong with doing this way."

Speaking of which, this Mao Weizhang has strengthened his view that he should not hold an election, and Li Xinxin said that his spit star is in vain, and it doesn't make sense with this product. If it doesn't make sense, let's not say it, anyway, you have to handle the election yourself, and it's really difficult for anyone else to understand his thoughts except him.

"In that case, how about Mao Zhenfu make a bet with General Ben? If the election is successful, General Ben will win......"

When it came to the general talk, who knew that Mao Weizhang was angry.

"Is it child's play to major military affairs? If you are not completely sure, please think twice! ”

Mao Weizhang suddenly admonished himself seriously, but Li Xin was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly apologized:

"It's Meng Lang, and the bet will be put on hold, but the election will go on no matter what."

Who in the Ming Dynasty could comprehend Li Xin's good intentions? For the first time, he felt enveloped by a sense of loneliness that he had never felt before. What he did was to unleash the first shot at the totalitarian system that has prevailed in China for more than 1,000 years, and if the totalitarianism does not break the wisdom of the people, the resources will always be controlled by the big landlords, and the sprout of capitalism that appeared at the end of the Ming Dynasty can only be a sprout, and perhaps even this sprout will be stifled!

Mao Weizhang couldn't convince Li Xin, and had to rush back to Yanghe Acropolis overnight, so he had to leave in a hurry.

Looking at Mao Weizhang's figure disappearing into the night, Li Xin lost his mind for a while, and he remembered Cervantes's Don Quixote, this fool who challenged the windmill with manpower, in the eyes of some people, was he just like him?

……

The camp members on the south bank of the Yan River were jubilant and happy, and the Sanwei General Military Mansion really took care of them, and took out real money to help them, and each person was given 35 catties of rations at one time, and many people could even wake up with a smile while holding a bag of rice.

But to everyone's surprise, the first riot after the settlement of the affected people also occurred, because the last part of the people who received food stamps did not have time to redeem the food because it was late at night. Who knew that there were some scoundrels in this group of people who bullied men and women, and because of the psychological imbalance, they relied on their fists to lead a group of eagle dogs to steal the food of the single and frail old and weak people.

Even Master Guo was not spared, but unlike others, Master Guo kept an eye on it, and only exchanged ten catties of grain, and after returning the remaining twenty-five catties of food stamps, he found a secret place to dig a pit and bury it, and the scoundrels only snatched ten catties of his rations. Other people are not as lucky as Master Guo, these people feel that the paper tickets are not guaranteed, in case one day the general military office backs, and they will be dumbfounded if they don't cash in the food, so the vast majority of people will cash out all the thirty-five catties of rations. Therefore, these people who received the food became the target of the scoundrels' attack and robbery, and in less than an hour, the entire camp of the disaster victims was in a mess.

When the news of the grain robbery reached Liu Chengjin's ears, the situation had become more and more serious, and he took a group of villagers from Hongdong, Zhaocheng, and Huoxian to maintain the situation with great effort. However, this matter has been messed up, and there is no way to find out who robbed whose grain, and those who were robbed of grain wanted to cry without tears.

According to Liu Chengjin's rough statistics, there were as many as three or four hundred people who were robbed of grain.

Although Master Guo is glad that he is luckier than others, he was only robbed of ten catties of food, but he also vowed to find out the black hand behind the scenes, although ten catties of rations are not all, but it is also his lifeline.

As for who is behind the scenes, everyone knows it.

"Zhou Mazi, my ** grandma, I will starve to death sooner or later if the food is gone, I won't live now and fight with you!"

I don't know who shouted, and the people who were robbed of food were suddenly excited, shouting to find Zhou Mazi desperately.