Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 190 God, let’s have a thunderstorm (3)
Since we want to solve it, we must think of a solution once and for all.

Zhan Beilie pondered for a while, and ordered: "Take me to take a look first."

The guard of Qucheng asked cautiously: "But let's go now? The prince is exhausted all the way, do you want to stay at the post house first and take a rest?"

Zhan Beilie waved his hands, "No, let's go."

Qu Chengcheng guarded the front and led the way, sighing in his heart, he had been hearing people say that the god of war, Lie Wang, loves the people like a son, and it really is.

Leng Xia was about to follow, when a pink figure flashed in front of her eyes, the old naughty boy came from the sky, tugged at her sleeves, smacked her lips and said, "Girl, go drink!"

Ye Yihuang followed eagerly, nodding repeatedly: "Senpai, let's go together?"

Zhan Beilie in front paused, turned around and walked back, put his arms around Leng Xia's waist, glared at the two of them by the way, and swaggered away with his arms around.

The old naughty boy stroked his beard and jumped angrily, curled his lips for a while, and said angrily: "This kid is really not likable!"

Ye Yihuang put his arm on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Come on, senior, go drink with brother!"

The old naughty boy calmed down immediately, and looked at how Ye Yihuang really looked and hurt, and led the old horse who was looking up to the sky, and the two of them worked hand in hand, happily heading in another direction.

Half a quarter later, Zhan Beilie and Leng Xia followed Chengshou to the refugee's temporary shelter.

This is a dilapidated temple, which has been around for some years. Dense spider webs hang on the dilapidated and mottled Buddha statues in this temple.

As soon as they entered the temple, the suffocating smell came over them. There were densely packed refugees lying on straw mats, one by one, huddled together to keep warm, some with ragged mattresses and cotton-padded jackets on their bodies. Some even lay directly on the mat, their lips turned purple from the cold, curled up into a ball.

In this cold evening in late autumn, it makes people feel inexplicably sad.

Zhan Beilie was stunned for a short while, Rumo's deep eyes swept over every refugee, the sadness and numbness in their eyes, and walked out with Leng Xia in his arms.

Leng Xia took his hand, put it on the palm and rubbed it lightly, his hand was warm and rough, with thick calluses on the palm and fingers.

She has always known that Zhan Beilie is a very responsible person, and his identity partly affects his character. For Daqin, Zhan Beilie is more important than Zhan Beiyan to a certain extent, and is indispensable.

She held his hands in her hands, and it was these hands that supported half of the world in Daqin and the sky above the people of Daqin.

Zhan Beilie felt her reassurance, and the coldness in his eyes gradually became warm, and he ordered the city guard: "Call all the people in charge to the posthouse, and listen to my king's arrangements."

Canal city, post house.

Zhan Beilie sat in the temporary meeting room, tapped his index finger on the table, making an extremely orderly "duk-duk" sound, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly.

After a while, he said to a row of people in charge standing in front, "First, how much food is left in the warehouse, first take it out to help the refugees, so as to stabilize the food and clothing for the time being."

"Second, mobilize merchants to donate supplies, basic clothing and bedding, etc. to the refugees. For those who participate, the tax rate in the coming year can be reduced or exempted as appropriate."

"Third, in a few days the imperial court will issue regulations on the development of seeds and wasteland, and you will distribute the wasteland and seeds equally to the refugees for future self-sufficiency."

"Fourth, before the seeds and wasteland are distributed, the city guards will set aside an area for the refugees to receive materials from the court, build houses, and handle the registration procedures for each refugee."

"Fifth, send troops to guard and closely observe the situation of the refugees..."

Zhan Beilie opened his eyes, the inside was as black as ink, his lips parted lightly, but there was an incomparable murderous look: "If spies from other countries are mixed in, they will be killed without mercy! ! If anyone incites the flames, kill them without mercy!"

The person in charge below was still immersed in the previous five arrangements, secretly praising in his heart that besides killing enemies on the battlefield, Lie Wang is also extremely proficient in these issues of government orders.

With these five rules, the life of the refugees will be arranged in an extremely orderly manner, and it will be done once and for all. In the coming year, when the houses of the refugees are built and the land cultivated, they will be self-sufficient and will no longer need endless relief from the court.

However, as soon as he thought of this, he was shocked by the three Sha Wuhe, the murderous aura contained in it made their legs weak and their hearts tremble.

The person in charge kowtowed in order to take orders, and when they retreated, Zhan Beilie rubbed his temples tiredly.

Feng Feng asked hesitantly: "Master, the national treasury is already empty, and the imperial court distributes so many supplies, as well as tax reductions for merchants, what a huge sum of money..."

The corners of Zhan Beilie's lips twitched, and he said coldly: "It's okay, it's only temporary, the people of Daqin are not the only ones among the refugees, who should pay the money, this king will let them spit out a lot of money!"

Lightning blinked his eyes and couldn't figure out, who should do it?

Isn't it time for Beiyan and Dongchu to come out?
but……

He wanted to ask again, but Zhan Beilie had already waved his hand and asked, "Where is the princess? Can I eat?"

Lightning talked quickly, and immediately replied with a smile: "Ye Yihuang and the old man went to the restaurant to drink, but they didn't bring any money, so they were detained. The little princess is going to redeem someone now!"

Lei Ming immediately covered his head, wailing in his heart, this man has no door!

Zhan Beilie's face turned dark as expected, and he gritted his teeth angrily. That kid, in order to be alone with the lioness, actually played such a trick!
In fact, it was Zhan Beilie who wronged Ye Yihuang, and he is also very helpless now, the old naughty boy said to treat guests to a drink, so he naturally gave the burden to the three people who had a good relationship with him, so he followed happily empty-handed.

What he carried on his body was just a few bits and pieces of silver.

Unexpectedly, the old naughty boy ordered more than a dozen jars of the best wine in the restaurant, a jar of a few taels of silver, and finally calculated a total of 100 taels.

When it was time to pay the bill, the old urchin stretched out his hands and said, "Silver!"

Ye Yihuang was dumbfounded, felt all over his body, and gave out five taels of silver, wanting to cry without tears: "Didn't you buy a drink?"

(End of this chapter)