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Chapter 158 Refugees
After sending off the grain ship to Hangzhou, Pujiang County's official duties this year have come to an end.The officials felt that they could rest and spend the winter in peace.Even Wang Xian was embarrassed to order it all day, and changed it to once every three days. In the rest of the time, everyone came when they had something to do, and went home to rest if they had nothing to do... He himself was more happy to have more time to endorse.

This fully proves that people often think that they can change the environment, but in the end, most of them are assimilated by the environment...

But Wang Xian has already been dizzy by those who care about it, so how can he have time to think about such philosophical questions?

It's a pity that nine out of ten people who are unhappy in the world, the lazy time flies by like a white horse, and is wiped out by the refugees who flood into the county in a blink of an eye...

Since October, the victims who fled from Hangzhou Prefecture have finally entered Pujiang County.This made the whole county a little unprepared... Because according to the news, the refugees went south to Taizhou, God knows why they suddenly turned to Jinhua!
The magistrate is very nervous, because this year, in Shaoxing, Hangzhou and other places, due to poor disaster relief, conflicts between victims and local people led to riots and other violent incidents. Half of the county officials were dismissed and some were imprisoned.Now the group of disaster victims who were driven from the Hangshao area are full of resentment and hostility, and there are so many of them.If one is not handled well, Jinhua will repeat the mistakes of Hang Shao!
Master Su, the prefect, urgently summoned the county magistrates to the prefecture to discuss matters. Because Wang Xian came from Fuyang County, a disaster relief star, he was asked to go with Mizhi County, so as to impart disaster relief experience to the counties.

Although Mizhi County was lazy in government affairs, he did not dare to slack off when encountering such a thing. He and Wang Xian rode horses and hurried to Fucheng.

As soon as he arrived in Fucheng, an officer informed Mizhi County that the Lord Fuzun wanted to meet him and Wang Xian in advance.The two hurried to the government office and voted for greetings.

Su Zhifu of Jinhua Prefecture is in his 40s, with a handsome white face and a long beard. He is a typical official who is proud of his official career.It's just that this kind of adult is similar to Wei Zhixian, who says he is invincible, but he can do nothing... Knowing that the refugees have entered the country, the Su Zhifu is in a hurry, and can't come up with any regulations.So when he heard that Mizhi County was coming, he shouted, "Please hurry up!"

In the signing room, the prefect Su received the two of them, and after a brief exchange of greetings, he couldn't wait to ask Wang Xiandao: "When you were in Fuyang County, how did you rescue the disaster, tell me quickly!"

"Yes." Wang Xian took out a notebook from his sleeve, and presented it to the magistrate Su with both hands: "This is the "Fuyang County Disaster Relief Record" compiled by the lower officials. Please read it."

"Wang Dianshi is a caring person, no wonder Zheng Fangbo is full of praise for you." Su Zhifu praised him without any expense, then took it over to look at it on the spot, and said while reading: "Tell me about the disaster relief ideas in your county at that time. .”

"Yes." Wang Xian replied, "According to what the county magistrate said at the time, the focus of disaster relief was five defenses."

"Which five defenses?" Zhifu Su asked with interest.

"The first is to prevent the victims from lack of adequate food and clothing, mainly relying on government and civilian relief. The second is to prevent the disaster victims from gathering without a fixed place, mainly relying on scattered resettlement and proper resettlement. The third is to prevent the victims from becoming lazy, mainly relying on work instead of relief." Direct relief. The fourth is to prevent the conflict between the host and the guest, mainly by reducing taxes and increasing income to alleviate the resistance of the local people. The fifth is to prevent the plague of thieves. Dong, you don’t have to worry about the plague.” Wang Xian replied clearly.

"Well said, you really have experience!" Su Zhifu said with a smile: "Please stick to this idea and come up with a disaster relief plan, and you must give it to me before tonight." After a pause, "You don't need to go back to the post house , I ordered someone to clean up two rooms and come out, you stay here and concentrate on planning."

"Yes." The two had no choice but to agree, and followed the prefect to stay in the Houya guest room.

Once he settled down, Wang Xian began to draft a disaster relief plan. Before he knew it, half an hour passed. He heard footsteps procrastinating, and he didn't need to look up to know who was coming.

Seeing Mi Zhixian with a distilled nose coming in, Wang Xian made a gesture to get up, Lao Mi waved his hand, signaling him not to get up: "The wine worm is intriguing, I really can't stay in the house, come and have a look." He asked with a smile : "How is it going?"

"It's basically finished, please review it." Wang Xian offered it with both hands.

"Okay." Mi Zhixian took it over and opened it carefully.Speaking of which, it was the first time for Wang Xian to see the old magistrate so attentive.

As time passed, Mi Zhixian finally finished watching. When he raised his face, he saw Wang Xian looking at him.Mi Zhixian smiled and said: "Very good, Zhong De has a lot of talent."

"My lord, thank you." Wang Xian hurriedly said humbly: "The lower officials are just following the gourd, if there is something wrong, please correct me."

"Hehe..." Wang Xian didn't expect that his self-effacing nonsense would be caught by Lao Mi: "Basically, there is nothing to blame, but... this plan to disperse and resettle the victims, especially to make the people vacate their houses and lease them to others. Disaster victims, it seems inappropriate..."

"My lord, please tell me." Wang Xian nodded, and listened to Lao Mi's words: "I know that this method has been implemented in Fuyang County, and it has achieved good results, but there have also been incidents where the people drove the victims out of their homes, right?"

"Yes." Wang Xian couldn't help being surprised. The magistrate of Mi County was soaked in the wine tank all day long, and he didn't even know the affairs of his own county, but he knew the details of disaster relief in Fuyang County.

"The old man feels that this method of living together in a large group disturbs the lives of the local people too much. Moreover, conflicts in the family can easily arouse confrontation between the local people and the disaster victims, which puts too much pressure on public security." Mi The county magistrate slowly said: "Three, the current victims are not in the same state as before. They just became disaster victims a year ago, and the government can settle down whatever they want. It is easy to talk about how to set up the rules at the beginning. Now these victims have become Refugees, idle and violent, causing trouble, it is better to gather them together and take care of them, not to spread among the people, disturbing the lives of the people, infecting the bad atmosphere, and even causing troubles..."

"..." Obedient and listening, Lao Mi's long-winded speech against scattered resettlement sounds strange to Wang Xian.Because he understands the way of Mizhi County's statement, which has always been vague and inconsistent.This time, it was organized clearly and penetratingly. It was obvious that they attached great importance to this matter, and even came for this plan of 'distributed resettlement'.

"Is what the old man makes sense?" Seeing that he was silent, Mi Zhixian forced him to ask.

"That makes sense." Wang Xian came back to his senses and said, "It's better for you to be considerate, so let's change it to centralized resettlement." After a pause, he said: "However, Pujiang County is too small to accommodate too many victims, so they can only be resettled outside the city. "

"This is our own business, we will discuss it later." Mi Zhixian said decisively, and after he finished speaking, he noticed that his tone was different, so he hurriedly remedied it: "There is nothing wrong with resettlement outside the city. The Pujiang River is also very warm in winter. As long as we build the shack Make them denser, and raise enough cotton-padded clothes and quilts, so people won’t freeze to death.”

"Yes." Wang Xian felt that it was a pity to miss the good opportunity to mix sand with the monolithic Pujiang County.But the boss said so, Wang Xian naturally had to obey, because the final signature of this strategy was Mizhi County, not him Wang Dianshi.

So he immediately revised the strategy, and then Mizhi County took it back to polish it, and handed it to the prefect before dark.

Prefect Su warmly praised and asked Mizhi County to rest early, but he himself had to review it overnight for tomorrow's use.

At the end of the unitary year, Su Zhifu's chief attendant came to Wang Xian's room, knocked on the door and asked, "Has Mr. Wang fallen asleep?"

Wang Xian was endorsing, "Never."

"Your Majesty, please."

"Wait a minute, I'll be right here." Wang Xian hurriedly changed into his official uniform, opened the door and came out.

The door on the opposite side also opened, Mizhi County also changed into official uniforms, and said to Wang Xian, "I'll go with you."

"This," Chang Sui said in disbelief, "The venerable only called Mr. Wang, and did not invite Mizhi County to come over."

"..." Mi Zhixian coughed twice and said, "One person counts the disadvantages, and two people count the longs. Wouldn't it be better for both of them to go?"

"The villain dare not make his own claims." The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, at least under the Fuzun's door, is not afraid of the county magistrate, the long follower respectfully said: "Please wait a moment for the county magistrate, the villain should go with Mr. Wang first, so as not to Fu Zun is waiting impatiently. Then the villain will ask for instructions again, come over and invite Mizhi County."

"Okay." Mi Zhixian had no choice but to agree, took a deep look at Wang Xian and said, "Your Majesty has inquiries, you have to think twice before answering, and don't speak rashly."

"Yes." Wang Xian replied, and followed the long attendant to the signing room.

Mi Zhixian waited for a long time, and then the chief left and returned, and said to him: "My lord said, I just need Wang Dianshi to explain some details, and I don't need to bother Mi Zhixian anymore. Please rest, my lord..." After finishing speaking, he Bowed and backed out.

"Alas." Seeing the door slowly closing, Mi Zhixian took off the black gauze from his head, threw it on the table, took out an exquisite tin wine jug from his arms, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "The ancient sages are all lonely." , only the drinker will leave his name..." He leaned on the bed and drank his sorrows with wine.

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The conversation was divided into two parts. When Wang Xian saw the prefect of Su in the external signing room, he respectfully saluted and said, "What is the order of the prefect for calling the humble official here?"

"Hehe..." Prefect Su looked at Wang Xian with searching eyes, and what he said surprised him: "It's not that I'm looking for you, I'm just a messenger."

"Ah..." Wang Xian said in surprise, "That's it?"

"You'll know as soon as you go in." Zhifu Su pointed his chin at the inner lottery room separated by a wall, then lowered his head and continued to review the plan.

Judging by this posture, the prefect of Su turned out to be guarding the door outside.Wang Xian couldn't help being secretly surprised, what is the sacred thing inside?
Taking a deep breath and calming his mind, Wang Xian opened the curtain and walked into the inner lottery room.I saw a tall and thin middle-aged man with a serious face, standing in the room with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.Hearing footsteps, the man turned his head and said with a faint smile, "Little friend, are you all right?"

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　This is from last night, and there are two more changes today.In addition, ask for a monthly pass, otherwise you will be bombed, you will be bombed, you will be bombed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)