Emperor Aoki felt that he was about to suffocate.

He had just clearly seen those refugees lying there half-deadly.

After all, it is obviously impossible to make people so fierce with the porridge mixed with mud and sand.

But those people were walking as fast as they could at this time.

In just a while, many people gathered at the entrance of the alley.

I saw people excitedly inquiring about the news, as if they were crazy.

"According to my opinion, no matter whether the news is true or false, you will know it after you go and read it..."

"Yes, you'll know after reading it."

...

Emperor Aoki was stunned and suddenly felt like someone was fooling him.

Huang Liji and Sun Chengzong also looked at each other, and for a moment, the monk was confused.

Shuntian Prefecture Zhang Yang was inevitably a little embarrassed. He wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but obviously he could neither dance nor play basketball, so he had to cough a few times.

However, Daxing County Magistrate Liu An still smiled.

"Let's go!" Emperor Tianqi suddenly shouted loudly and said to the person who was asking at the entrance of the alley: "Go a slow step."

As he said that, Emperor Aoki stepped forward quickly.

As soon as he shouted, the few secret whistles guarding the alley had stopped the man when they saw this.

Then someone carried this person back to the alley.

The man was obviously frightened and panicked, and the cloth bags on his shoulders had long been scattered on the ground.

Emperor Tianqi stepped forward in anger and said, "Why are you running?"

"I...I..."

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Aoki tried hard to show his kind look.

I am a man with a son now, so I still need to be patient and be a good emperor.

So Emperor Tianqi tried his best to say calmly: "What's your name?"

The man was shocked. Faced with the inquiry from Emperor Tianqi, he said aiyi: "The villain...the villain Zhang Sanhe."

Emperor Tianqi said: "Zhang Sanhe, why are you running to do so anxiously?"

Although his tone was still gentle, Emperor Aoki's face was not very good-looking.

Zhang Sanhe said directly: "Go to Xinxian."

"Why go to Xinxian?" Emperor Tianqi was stunned.

Liu An, who was standing aside, was about to suffocate.

Zhang Sanhe said seriously: "Of course, it's because Xinxian is a good place, and we refugees know it. At the beginning, the villain was confused and believed in other people's evil, saying that there was a stolen official there, so he came to Daxing. Now he regretted it. I heard that it was so good in Xinxian, but Xinxian... it's not something that can be resettled just by wanting to go. Just now, the villain heard that the people from Daxing were allowed to go there, so... I want to try it."

Emperor Tianqi was stunned and asked again: "But didn't you say Daxing County is good, is the county magistrate here also good?"

"Of course." Zhang Sanhe was justified and said: "We came here, at least we didn't drive him away. At least we had porridge to drink so we didn't starve to death. What's wrong with it? At least it's better than when the villain was in Guanzhong..."

Emperor Apocalypse: “…”

Daxing County Magistrate Liu Anton felt his old face blushing, as if he had fallen from heaven to an ice cave. Of course, he was still dissatisfied: "You must be careful not to be deceived..."

Zhang Sanhe shook his head and said, "I came from the same village and was in Xinxian County. Will I not know?"

Zhang Yang, the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture, felt that Zhang Sanhe was really in a hindrance at this time.

For a long time, Shuntian Prefecture and Xinxian County have been a perfect river.

But the problem lies in the fact that the well water does not interfere with the river.

After all, I am Shuntian Prefecture, and it belongs to your higher-level institution in Xinxian County.

OK, Shuntian Prefecture ignores you. If you don’t ask about disaster relief, it’s okay if you ignore it. The messengers from Shuntian Prefecture entered Xinxian and were not allowed to ask questions at will.

This is very annoying.

Regarding Xinxian disaster relief, Shuntian Prefecture also took it as a top priority. The Shuntian Prefecture Prime Minister Zhang Yang also wanted to be respectful and summoned the county magistrates to discuss matters, but the people from Xinxian did not come.

Although Zhang Yang knows that you, Zhang Jingyi, are so amazing. Now you are a royal relative, at least... you pretend that you are sick and can't come. If you take a leave, you can give me a step. But you... good guy, you don't even give me this face?

At this time, Zhang Yang smiled and said to Emperor Tianqi: "Your Majesty, I have heard a lot of things."

Emperor Tianqi saw him and said coldly: "Don't catch wind and shadow."

In just six short words, Zhang Yang, who had already written the script, choked all his words back. This is the legendary story of the story to death.

Emperor Tianqi no longer paid attention to Zhang Yang and immediately said, "Let's go and take a look with them."

After saying that, someone let Zhang Sanhe go, led Huang Liji and others away.

However, Zhang Yang and Liu An followed, it was not right, and it was not right if they didn’t follow.

Liu An was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what happened. He just received the praise. Are he still very successful now?

So he looked at Zhang Yang: "Mr. Zhang..."

Zhang Yang was very unhappy at this time, but he still smiled and looked like Zhizhu was holding it: "Don't panic, your big-hitting relief is already impeccable. What I need in the Ming Dynasty is a good official like you."

Liu An then calmed down and said, "I just thanked Ming Gong for his good words."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You deserve it. You have been an official here these days, working hard and earning great contributions, and loving the people as your son. All these men see them. What you just said is the heartfelt words, and it is the right thing to do. Let's go with Your Majesty, and we will also take a look."

Liu An felt much more relieved. No matter what, His Majesty said that his political achievements were outstanding and that the Prime Minister Zhang was generous with praise, so he still had great hope.

So he nodded, followed Zhang Yang step by step, and then got into the sedan chair and followed the front sedan chair.

But... Emperor Tianqi and his group came out of this street and realized the power of Xinxian.

It’s not just Zhang Sanhe who runs to Xinxian!

It seemed that many people had learned the news. For a moment, in the capital, they were moved by the wind, and refugees were rushing toward Xinxian everywhere.

Looking around, the refugees were so crowded that they could not see the end. People supported the elderly and the young, and only went in one direction, so that even the sedan chair could not pass.

Emperor Tianqi sat in the sedan chair and was stunned. He finally entered the territory of Xinxian, but there seemed to be a servant here, guiding him.

It actually made the endless refugees go out of the city.

There is no porridge shed here, just like there are no refugees, and they have been out of the city and there are people guiding them within several miles.

The Zhang Sanhe was mixing among the crowd, staggering and wriggling, and finally arrived at the ground.

Here is a road, which is newly built and leads to two yards in the city. Here, many servants have set up checkpoints, and even the captains of the Jinyiwei are sweating profusely to maintain order.

People line up in long queues.

Zhang Sanhe came early, so he quickly passed through, and then he was guided into a shed by someone.

In the shed, a civil servant was sitting in front of a square table, with wooden signs piled up on the square table.

The clerk looked up at Zhang Sanhe and said, "Name, age, hometown..."

Zhang Sanhe was a little nervous and uneasy, but he still quickly announced his name.

The civil servant nodded and said, "I used to work farming to make a living? Or did I have any skills in the past?"

Zhang Sanhe said truthfully: "A villain works farming on weekdays, but... he is considered half a bamboo craftsman."

"Mark craftsman?" The clerk nodded, picked up his pen, and wrote detailed information about Zhang Sanhe on the wooden sign.

Not only did he have to fill in the wooden sign, but he also had to write it on the official document. After the wooden sign was written, he immediately handed the wooden sign to Zhang Sanhe, and then said again: "Okay, it's settled, next one."

Zhang Sanhe grabbed the wooden sign in his hand. Of course he knew that this was his "identity certificate" and he should carry it with him at any time, so he nodded repeatedly and thanked him.

The civil servant had a stern face and nodded slightly, and then the next person entered the shed.

Zhang Sanhe left the shed, and a servant shouted to him: "Come here, here..."

Zhang Sanhe was busy over, but he saw the servants here holding wooden signs with the words Ding Chen on it. Of course, Zhang Sanhe was illiterate, but he saw that there were already twenty or thirty people waiting here.

The officers gathered them together. Seeing that the people were almost done, they said, "Follow me. Go take a bath first, remember it all, don't throw away the wooden sign."

In front, there is a bathhouse.

It was not cold at this time, and the person in charge of the bathhouse was a hygiene-related civil servant.

In their opinion, these refugees who have traveled thousands of miles, especially those in rags, may not have taken a bath once every six months, and are almost the biggest source of disease infection.

Therefore, the first thing these hooligans who got wooden signs did was to be divided into two groups: male and female. Then, a male group like Zhang Sanhe asked to peel them all, and only asked him what valuables he had. Zhang Sanhe shook his head, and the strip of cloth strips on his body was taken away and directly disposed of.

Zhang Sanhe could only walk naked and enter the bathhouse with a group of people.

The bathhouse was burned with boiling hot water and prepared soap beans and so on. People went in and cleaned them directly. Of course, all this was only given half of the incense, and there were still people waiting later.

After taking a bath, almost everyone had no external objects, only one person, holding a wooden sign in his hand. When he walked out of the pool, Zhang Sanhe felt relieved, as if he had washed all his previous fatigue.

"Your original clothes and bags have no valuables, so... they have been abandoned and will be burned and disposed of at that time. This is new clothes, and there are..."

Everyone who is about to leave the bathhouse has received some daily necessities.
Chapter completed!