Tang Dynasty: Nine-year-old County Grandpa

Chapter 7

When Chu Jie stepped into the carriage, Master Chen Xiu still stepped forward with some worry.

"Lord Chu, the last magistrate couldn't get food relief for those refugees, so he didn't appear in front of them at all, and those refugees didn't dare to come to the government to make trouble.

"If you take the initiative to see them this time, I'm afraid they will make a fuss and ask for relief." "

My lord, although you are not wearing official robes, but this carriage belongs to the county government, if the adults have to look at them, they want to rent an ordinary carriage, what do you think?"

Chen Xiu persuaded.

"Chen Xiu, you are a hard worker, this official understands.

"But you have to remember that if these people are not well settled, the county order of this official will not be able to do well.

"Just go, and the Judge will help them."

"If you don't make decisions for the people, you might as well go home and plant sweet potatoes." "

They are not creditors, they are compatriots waiting to be fed!" Chu

Jie's child's face was full of determination.

Speak, even more loudly.

"This ......"

"Where did we get the food to help them??" Chen

Xiu suddenly asked with a look of disbelief.

"The mountain people have their own tricks, get on the car!" Chu

Jie smiled meaningfully, took the lead in getting into the carriage, and then ordered.

"Ah, how can you share a car with an adult?"

Chen Xiu was a little uncomfortable with Chu Jie's joy.

It's not that he doesn't dare to go, it's just that he shares a car with the magistrate, which is a bit shocking.

"Don't talk nonsense, Zhan Guard, you come to catch the car, Master Chen, you sit next to him.

After Chu Jie finished speaking, he lowered the curtain of the carriage.

Zhan Zhao and Chen Xiu glanced at each other and got into the carriage at the same time.

Then, this somewhat old but imposing official carriage slowly drove out of the door.

......

At this time, the time is approaching the noon meal.

In every restaurant in the west of the city, the smell of food wafts out.

Countless locals are flocking to the restaurant where they usually eat.

In this era, the cost of firewood in the town is very high, after all, it is to be made manually, and the transportation road is far away, and there is not much wood available around Chang'an, so most people do not cook at home, they go to various restaurants.

Therefore, in this era, the restaurant is not only done by the rich, but on the contrary, the rich can only open fire at home, and ordinary civilians can only go to the restaurant, because there is a unified purchase of firewood, which will be much cheaper, and cook by themselves, and the firewood money will be worth three days' food for a family of three.

At this time, countless ragged refugees gathered next to these cheap restaurants, looking at the people who were eating.

And these restaurant guys stood at the door with thick wooden sticks.

As soon as these refugees come to harass the guests with food, their sticks will be smashed on the top of the refugees' heads without mercy.

"God, open your eyes

!" "I am honest at home, and there is no shortage of taxes every year, why should I be treated like this when I am affected by the disaster!"

"Hungry, so hungry, Tang Dynasty, but we were human beings?"

Among those refugees, many people were hungry and aggrieved.

Those scrawny children, wearing clothes with holes everywhere, were crying.

There was even a child who couldn't cry at all, tilted his head, and fell directly to the ground.

"Son

, son!" "You are dead, how can you live for your mother!"

scrawny woman cried out in a hoarse voice, holding her fallen child.

Those local civilians who walked by in front of the door, after seeing this scene, just sighed and shook their heads and entered the hotel.

And the guy at the door has long been insensitive.

I have seen too many scenes like this.

At this time, a carriage appeared in everyone's sight.

The carriage was a little worn, but it was painted with red paint that only the government could use.

It looks quite majestic.

"The carriage

of the government!" "The carriage of the government is coming!" "

The people of the government have finally come out!"

The

next second, the crowd of refugees erupted into a burst of surprise and aggrieved exclamations.

"It's not good, why did the magistrate's carriage appear here?"

"Could it be that the magistrate happened to come to eat and met these refugees?"

He also knew what kind of conflict would happen when the government people appeared in front of these refugees.

But if the county magistrate has a problem with him, he will not escape the blame.

Hurriedly called all the guys and asked them to pick up their weapons and be ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Unexpectedly, the carriage from the county magistrate did not come to their hotel, but went straight to these refugees.

After a while, the carriage stopped.

The curtain was opened.

Under the complicated gaze of all the refugees, a child in a white robe appeared in front of everyone.

"Ahh

Can he still conjure up grain?"

"Yes, the grain has been sent by Doulukuan's dog thief to feed the Tibetan people." "

It's different from what everyone imagined that refugees would be in trouble.

The refugees also knew that there should be nothing the child could do, but they didn't make a fuss, but just buzzed and talked.

"Fellow villagers Sangzi has suffered, I am the new Chang'an County Ling Chujie.

"Come today, two things!"

"First, you go to the vicinity of the county government to wait, and the official will send someone to buy pots and pans

, and give everyone porridge!"

"The second thing is that everyone registers and makes a register, this time you miss the spring ploughing, and the official will settle you first."

"If everything goes well, you should be able to live in Chang'an with peace of mind this year, or even stay in Chang'an all the time, and the official will give you household registration."

Chu Jie's words made Master Chen's expression change greatly.

"My lord, where do we have grain and grass?" Master

Chen said in a low voice.

"You don't have to take care of it.

Chu Jie smiled confidently.

In the next second, the crowd fryed.

"Your Excellency is willing to give porridge

!?" "And say that we may not be hungry?"

"Great, my lord is wise, my lord is wise!" "

Thank you, my lord, it turns out that the Tang Dynasty Mansion still remembers us poor people!"

"Great, we are saved!".

The people burst into cheers.