The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 377
As Zhang Wu's grain officer, Zheng Ding basically stayed in the granary and had no contact with the outside world.

So when he appeared, the common people didn't know him, so naturally they couldn't afford to hate him.

Pushed to the front desk, although Zheng Ding was not ready yet, he could only bite the bullet at this moment.

Of course, he also wanted to make Zhao Yanxun look up to him with his blockbuster performance.

Facing the crowd with fists clasped, Zheng Ding said in a loud voice: "Everyone, obey the appointment of the prince, and I, Zheng Ding, will be responsible for the distribution of food from now on until the arrival of the new magistrate!"

Hearing that there will be a new county magistrate, everyone present felt much more at ease.

Having a county magistrate means long-term governance. The future may not be too good, but it will never be squeezed too hard.

At this moment, most people actually began to miss the life of being exploited by the government landlords, which was much better than Zhang Wu's extreme oppression.

"Before distributing the food, I have to find some helpers, and they will help me distribute the food. Now... I will start picking people!"

Zheng Ding was still a little uncomfortable when he called himself the official.

After saying the last sentence, Zheng Ding walked down the steps and picked out from the crowd.

When watching just now, Zheng Ding had already observed carefully, and the person had actually been chosen.

There were nearly 2000 people present, and Zhao Yanxun temporarily provided only [-] "in-staff" personnel.

The 30 people include [-] soldiers who are responsible for maintaining law and order, and ten small officials are responsible for specific management.

The [-] soldiers Zheng Ding selected were all tall men, and these men could effectively deter others.

Soon, these 20 people were selected and stood in a neat row under the steps.

Zheng Ding himself returned to the stage, looked down and said loudly: "Among you, who can read, raise your hand!"

Knowing that he was looking for an "official", all people who could read and write raised their hands, and there were many of them who were just pretending to be counting.

Although the hands raised below are scattered, there are more than 200 people in total, and these people must not accept all of them.

"Those who can read less than three hundred, put your hands down!"

Literacy of three hundred, this is a hurdle, and it can also select truly useful people.

Good guy, most of the hands were put down one after another, and in the end only about [-] people still raised their hands.

"Anyone who can add and subtract within [-], raise your hand!"

Adding and subtracting within one thousand is considered a difficult task in this era, after all, there is no calculation method for later generations.

But in the Lizheng School in Yuanyang, Zhao Yanxun has been promoting mathematics to cultivate the statistical ability of officials.

At this moment, there are only 11 people still raising their hands under the steps.

At this time, Zheng Ding said in a serious tone: "I tell you, I will test you all later, and anyone who lies will be severely punished!"

After a few breaths, three people took their hands back, and only eight people were left with their hands raised.

"You eight, come out!"

Ever since, the fate of the 38 people who were selected was different from that of other companions at this moment.

"Now, you go inside and bring out the food, and you are responsible for distributing it to the big guys!" Zheng Ding began to direct the newly recruited subordinates to do things.

Seeing the grain being carried out bag by bag from the warehouse, the people present were so excited that they could finally get the grain.

Finally, someone from below said, "My lord is a very good man!"

"My lord has the heart of a Bodhisattva..."

"Bodhisattva bless, the prince is safe!"

While receiving the grain, the common people all said good things about Zhao Yanxun, and most of them kowtowed to the granary.

"After receiving the food, live well in the future and work hard!"

"With the prince protecting you, life will be better in the future!"

Zheng Ding is a smart man, and through these words of comfort to the people, he tried his best to show his value.

And these were indeed seen by Zhao Yanxun, who secretly thought that this person would indeed come, and he was good enough.

Of course, without Zheng Ding's extra guidance, the people are also grateful to Zhao Yanxun.

Standing at the door of the granary, looking at the emaciated people below, Zhao Yanxun said calmly: "Maybe I can recover my strength in a month or two if I eat enough every day!"

Only after recovering his physical strength can he do more work, so there are many people for Zhao Yanxun to recruit.

"Kowtow to the prince!"

"Kowtow to the prince!"

Seeing Zhao Yanxun's appearance, the people present kowtowed one after another, showing great respect to Zhao Yanxun.

"Excuse me...excuse me..."

In order to avoid trouble, Zhao Yanxun disappeared. His appearance would only affect the speed of food distribution.

After half an hour, all the food was sent out, and everyone was very happy. Today they can finally have a full meal.

For lunch, Zhao Yanxun and Zhang Meng ate at the granary.

The conditions are simple, and they can only drink a bowl of porridge, but this is already what the people dream of.

After dinner, Zhao Yanxun was not idle, he called Zheng Ding and dozens of people together.

"In the next few days, you must take good care of the granary, and distribute grain to the people in accordance with the work progress of the people every day!"

"The food in the granary does not feed the idler. If he is unwilling to work, let him starve. If you do more, you can get extra rewards!"

"You all work hard, the palace will not treat you badly in the future, and life will definitely get better!"

After Zhao Yanxun's repeated orders, the newly formed grass-roots team finally had the centripetal force of the officials.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will do my best to complete the spring planting!" Zheng Ding was the first to express his loyalty.

Then came the newly recruited officials. They all had knowledge and experience in the world, and only now did they know how to answer.

As for the "strong men" selected by Zheng Ding, all of them froze in place, trying to say something but couldn't say it.

The team has been set up, but there are many areas that need to be refined.

So in the afternoon, Zhao Yanxun asked Zheng Ding to lead people, and organized the people into ten teams according to their residences.

There are about 200 people in each team, and there are about 150 people who go out for the old and the weak. These people are the backbone of the work.

Each team selects the most prestigious people, who will lead the people to work, and Zheng Ding will send his subordinate officials to hand over directly to them.

In this way, the grassroots organization in Huiping County was established, and Zhao Yanxun was truly at ease.

Opening the system panel, the actual control population has become 73945, which is getting closer and closer to the goal of [-].

According to the requirements of the system, after the population reaches 10, in addition to continuing to upgrade himself, he can also unlock the upgrade privileges of second-level soldiers.

In this way, Zhao Yanxun stayed in Huiping County for three days. After ensuring the normal operation of the small yamen led by Zheng Ding, he left with his staff.

He left from the south gate in the early morning, and there were five or six hundred farming people scattered here. Seeing that he was about to leave, they gathered around to see him off.

"My lord, take care!"

On both sides of the road outside the city gate, the common people knelt on the ground and sent the most simple and sincere blessings.

After two days of food improvement, although their bodies are still thin, their spirits have improved a lot.

"My lord, take care..."

Looking at the people kowtowing on both sides of the road, Zhao Yanxun said affectionately: "Go back, work hard, earn rations for next year, live a good life... go back!"

There is such a prince who upholds justice, saves people from fire and water, and cares about the people. Who in the scene does not really love him.

"Long live the prince..."

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and the sound of "long live" resounded outside the city gate.

In every place under Zhao Yanxun's rule, the hearts of the people all turn to King Yong.

(End of this chapter)