He just came to Licheng Gate.

A few miles away from the city, I saw densely packed shacks outside the city, all of which were extremely simple.

Temporarily placed for refugees who fled to famine.

Jia Cong frowned.

"father."

"Why did you let them surround Licheng like this?"

"If someone instigates him secretly, there will be civil unrest in an instant!"

Jia She whispered: "Several groups have been arranged, and this is a gathering recently..."

"If it doesn't rain anymore, it will alleviate the drought. I'm afraid there will be more refugees."

"Yes, are you taking your thousand soldiers into the city or camping outside the city with those four thousand?"

He and Xiong Xu did not bring all the soldiers into the city.

Of course, there is also the intention of surveillance of these refugees and being careful of chaos.

Jia Cong thought for a while and called the centurion of the scout camp.

These scouts were brought out by the Twelve Lvs when they went to Liaodong.

More elite than ordinary scouts.

Jia Cong said a few words softly in the centurion's ear.

The centurion said, “Yes!”

He said that he left with the scout.

Jia Cong asked, "Dad, how many soldiers are there in the city now?"

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Jia She said: "There are only a shortage of Jinan Guards, about two thousand people, plus one thousand people of your Uncle Xiong."

Jia Cong thought about it and said, "Three thousand people? Then I, the ones like me, entered the city."

He was always worried about the refugees' rebellion.

If someone instigates you, you will cooperate with the inside and outside.

At that time, kill the officials and rebel, and three thousand soldiers will be afraid of being unable to suppress them.

"Okay, the ward is still mostly empty anyway, so your people will be stationed in."

Just as he was talking.

A gap slowly opened to the city gate.

He took Jia Shezhongqin, Jia Cong, and his troops, horses, food and grass.

As soon as the city gate opens.

There was a commotion in the shacks in all directions.

Then he heard the vague scolding and beating sounds of yamen runners and soldiers from the shack.

Suppress the commotion.

Jia Cong felt even worse.

Such high-pressure deterrence means may be more likely to inspire civil unrest.

After entering the city, I found that Licheng was also full of depression.

The drought has changed greatly to this city after a month.

There are very few pedestrians on the street.

Even if there is, he is still worried.

Even the shops are only a few sparse and open.

Jia Cong frowned and asked, "This is a spring city, why is it so depressing?"

Jia She sighed: "Most of Daming Lake has been done, and now it is difficult for even drinking water in the city."

"Where can we not be depressed?"

"But it's always better than outside the city."

Jia Cong heard it and said nothing.

Why does manpower seem insignificant in the face of such a large natural disaster?

You can only do your best and leave your destiny.

I saw that I was about to arrive at the Shandong Provincial Government Office.

Jia She called out: "Tianyi, take these brothers to the garrison."

"Cong'er, yes, come with me."

Jia Cong originally thought that this highest yamen in this province would be solemn and mighty, solemn and stern.

When I saw it today, I couldn't help but be surprised.

The entire Shandong Provincial Government Office's front hall was dilapidated.

In addition to the main hall, it has also been repaired a little.

The other side halls and back halls can be seen directly from the house.

Jia Congqi said: "Dad, what's going on?"

Jia She smiled faintly: "The governor is a bastard. He pays attention to officials not building a yamen, and deliberately makes this look like a dog-skinned stove."

"The back hall should be a little better, and you will also stay in the back hall later."

Jia Cong asked, "Where is the governor?"

Jia She said: "Your sixth uncle was beaten up and threw it behind him to see the sky and wail."

If he hadn't arrived in Licheng in time that day and stopped the furious Zhongqin.

At this time, the head of the governor of the Guardian of the Suzu was already hanging at the gate of Licheng and blood was shown to the public. I don’t know how long it will take.

Zhongqin said coldly: "How dare you wail?"

"Go and beat me later!"

"If it weren't for the bastard who concealed the drought, he would have prepared to store water and food since last winter."

"How come it's so uncontrollable that it's so troublesome now?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Uncle Six, don't be angry, think about it slowly."

“There will always be a solution.”

There is also a big lake in the city. Although it is half dry, the lake is still there.

Jia She and Jia Congzhongqin both brought food and grass.

There is no shortage of food and grass in the city now.

The most important thing is the refugees outside the city.

Jia Cong remembered the previous section of the Yellow River with rapid water flowing, rugged reefs, and exposed the riverbed.

It is obviously not suitable for dredging there.

"Dad, Uncle Six, Uncle Xiong, Brother Lu!"

"From tomorrow, we will organize refugees to clear the land and dig out the locust eggs in the fields to kill them."

"One acre of land reclaimed is rewarded with one acre."

"You can also re-register."

"Organize refugees to burn kilns and bricks outside the city to build houses."

"Anyway, let them get busy anyway."

"Otherwise, if you gather in high pressure like this, the civil unrest will be in front of you!"

Jia Cong's words were profound and authentic.

"I just put the scout into the refugee shack."

"Whether there are any incense burning sects hidden inside, you will know at night."

Jia She smiled and said, "Thank you my baby son again..."

There were no outsiders in the hall at this time.

Tu Mian, Kong Mingxia, Tong Yun Xianyue and others all went to the back hall to clean up their residence.

Jia She then asked, "Cong'er, how did you get sick yesterday?"
To be continued...