Qianjiabao was destroyed in the raging fire. The Qian family, including some leaders of the armed forces they pulled up, were executed in public. The people who depended on the Qian family and the people who came to surrender in the later chaos were all driven together by the army. Two prison camps were set up, and tens of thousands of people were locked up.

Without the leader, they became a group of gentle sheep, waiting in despair for the verdict of fate.

The young Murong Yuan, with two officials, arrived at the two prison camps outside Qianjiabao, Shuangfeng County in a dusty manner.

The prison camp was distributing food. The withered people were holding a pottery bowl. Under the surveillance of the bright soldiers, they walked step by step to the dozens of large pots lined up in front. They watched the soldiers scooped a bowl of porridge that almost caught the shadows of people into their bowls. They held them in both hands and walked to the corner on the side, drinking in small sips.

Although the porridge is thin, it can make them barely survive.

Murong Yuan walked to the pot with a calm face, snatched the spoon from a soldier, scooped it up and swayed it until all the soup and water were swayed, and only a dozen pellets were left in the spoon.

With a bang, Murong Yuan threw the spoon heavily on the ground and glared at the soldier and said, "Your Majesty has an order that the relief center must hold the chopsticks and not fall down. What's going on?"

The soldier looked at the official wearing the seventh-rank official uniform of the Ming Dynasty and was so handsome, and hugged and said, "Sir, we only receive so much food every day."

Murong Yuan sneered: "All the supply of food and grass is well-documented, and the food rations of these people are also among them. Since you have only received so much food, it means that someone has embezzled the food? Let's ask your superiors to come."

"Dare you ask who you are?" the soldier looked at Murong Yuan and asked.

"I am the magistrate of Shuangfeng County, the emperor's order." Murong Yuan said proudly, turning around and looking at the people squatting on the ground and said, "These people, from now on, are all the people of this official. I am the one who is their parents, how can I watch you abuse them?"

"This lord, they are not good people, they are all thieves who are traitors who are abducted by the rebels." The soldier smiled and said, "This is the prison camp. Have you come to the wrong place? These people can give them a mouthful of porridge, which is all the kindness of His Majesty. Maybe when will they be taken out and chopped their heads!"

"Nonsense." Murong Yuan strode among the people who were squatting on the ground, pointing to the white-haired old men beside him, the pale-faced and thin women, children, and children, "These people are counted as prisoners of that family? Do they want to kill good people?"

Seeing the young man who was obviously an official who was angrily scolding the other party without fear of the soldiers' tyranny, a smart man finally came back from the crowd and rushed over from the crowd.

"I'm wronged, sir, I'm wronged. We didn't support ourselves. We were all deceived by the Qian family!"

With one person taking the lead, countless people immediately rushed up and surrounded Murong Yuan in an instant, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and howling sounded endlessly.

Seeing the signs of riots in the prison camp, the soldiers' faces changed drastically. They took a few steps back and stood with dozens of soldiers behind them. The sound of steel knife being sheathed was endless, and one of them even took out the whistle and blew it desperately.

"That adult, these people are going to rebel, come here quickly." The soldier shouted loudly.

"These are all the people of my Shuangfeng County. How can they rebel?" Murong Yuan stood majestic among the crowd, waving his hands, "Everyone listened to my orders, sat down on the spot, and was not allowed to move."

It's strange that the soldiers' steel knives did not scare those people. Murong Yuan shouted, and with him as the center, countless people immediately sat down obediently.

People are sometimes stupid, but sometimes they are absolutely smart. After seeing a little hope, they will immediately grasp this hope.

The sound of horse hooves sounded outside the prison camp, and teams of soldiers quickly gathered here from the military camp in the distance. The prison camp was quickly surrounded, and sharp arrows pointed at everyone in the prison camp through the fence.

The crowd heard the cry of fear.

Murong Yuan waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, I am the magistrate of Shuangfeng County, Xingzhou appointed by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. You are all my people, and I will not let you suffer any harm."

He strode out of the crowd, and at the same time, an officer walked towards him with a calm face.

Soon the two had a fierce argument. Amid the expectant eyes of all the people, the officer left the barracks angrily. Then, the soldiers outside left in a group, and then the soldiers in the barracks also withdrew.

Murong Yuan walked back with a proud look on his face, and deafening cheers sounded from the prison camp.

Murong Yuan pressed down with both hands, and the lower part immediately became quiet.

"Now, you will select ten highly respected people to come and discuss with me what to do next. The others will return to their residences and soon there will be food to be sent. You are all fine now." Murong Yuan said loudly.

Ten old men with white hair and beard were elected. No one was required to command the others, and obediently walked back to their own shack. They just poked their heads out of the entrance of the shack and looked at Murong Yuan surrounded by ten old men.

"Sir, we are really wronged!"

"Don't say you are wronged." Murong Yuan waved his hand: "You are ruthless and follow the Qian family to resist the Heavenly Army. However, His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is kind and willing to make meritorious in your crimes, so I sent my official here. Are you willing to make meritorious in your crimes?"

"Yes, I'm willing." Ten heads were like chickens pecking at rice. It was obviously not good to argue with officials. Since they could make meritorious service, the argument seemed even more meaningless. It annoyed the savior who had finally arrived. It would be awful that the soldiers came back.

"Okay, since you have this idea, that's great." Murong Yuan nodded with relief and said, "The Emperor of Ming led a large army to pass by Xingzhou not long after, and attacked the incompetent monarch Min Ruoying. What you have to do now is to do something for His Majesty the Emperor of Ming and show your loyalty to His Majesty, and naturally there will be no trouble."

"What can grass-givers do?"

"I can do so much!" Murong Yuan smiled and said, "For example, we can build a broad road for His Majesty the Emperor. As I walked along the way, the road in Shuangfeng County was really bad. It was sunny. If it was rainy, where could we leave?"

"We have some strength, but we are hungry these days, it's really..."

"I said that the food will come soon. If we all want to work, we will naturally have to have a full meal." Murong Yuan smiled. "The emperor is not a hungry soldier. Although you are all guilty, as long as you work hard, when the emperor passes here, you will be happy and your golden mouth opens. You will be fine. Maybe you can get some benefits!"

"Sir, tell me, what do we do? Now the young men can start work immediately with people." The old men were all excited.

"Don't panic, don't panic. Look at you all who are hungry and have a pale face and thin skin. What can you do? Don't be tired before you work." Murong Yuan smiled and said, "Now, we have to do one thing first, that is, count the people in these two prison camps first. Are there literacy here?"

“Yes, yes!”

"Find them out and count each person's name, age, gender, etc. first." Murong Yuan said with a smile. "The messy work is not enough, we have to organize it first."

When ten old men quickly got up to find the literate people to climb up to make a book, outside the prison camp, a long grain truck slowly drove in, unloading bags of food, and seeing the food enter the camp, the prison camp cheered, and the eyes of Murong Yuan looked at him with a little more respect.

Murong Yuan walked to the officer who was delivering food with a smile, and lowered his voice: "Go back and thank you general for me, he has helped me a lot."

The officer chuckled and said, "It's just a trivial matter. Anyway, we evil people have done it, so why not do it to the end. But sir, do you really not bring a team of soldiers as guards?"

"There are tens of thousands of people here, and I'm afraid there will be more hidden in the wilderness. You said your army is about to set off. Do I have this team of guards to play a role? It's better to let them follow you to establish military merits and fight a good war. There are Yongye fields, so I dare not delay your military merits." Murong Yuan smiled.

"My lord is so brave. Since that's the case, I will say goodbye." The officer smiled and bowed with his fists, and took the soldiers away.

The fire broke out again in the prison camp and started to make porridge. When the pot of porridge was fragrant, Murong Yuan had already taken the list of everyone in the prison camp in his hand.

Shuangfeng County is completely ruined, and the original household registration list has long been destroyed in the war. What Murong Yuan is holding in his hand is the beginning of the future household registration list of Shuangfeng County.

Ten old men with high efficiency, as well as the few scholars and those who could barely read in the prison camp, were requisitioned by Murong Yuan on the spot, becoming the first team for him to start his career as a county magistrate in Shuangfeng County.

There is no way, the Ming Dynasty officials were not enough. Murong Yuan brought two officials to prepare to accept a county seat, which is now the standard for the Ming Dynasty to send to the newly occupied area. Whether the local rule can be completed quickly and effectively will test the ability of these new officials. The waves wash away the sand, and the elites naturally stand out from such incredible tasks.

Murong Yuan was not noticed by many people before, but was just an ordinary student in the Capital University. However, after Murong Hai returned from Qi and the Emperor of Ming Dynasty personally led the army outside Xiaoshi City to welcome him, he also attracted the attention of many people. When the emperor asked Murong Hai to serve in his personal guard camp, Murong Yuan, who had only one year left to graduate, was sent to Shuangfeng County in advance under the name of talent excellence.

This may be a kind of emphasis or an alternative flattery, but perhaps it is to encourage the development of the work, and only the person in the family knows the bitterness and sweetness of the person.
Chapter completed!