Royal Gold Magistrate

After Zhao Dong left, the workers gathered together happily and began to allocate beds.

Everyone has lived a hard life, and they don't care about the bed at all.

The land used to be able to lie on it, but now there are beds and bedding, so why not live in the upper bunk and the lower bunk?

Soon everyone was assigned, and everyone settled their belongings and went to their own beds.

Chen Siwu was lucky to be assigned to the lower bunk.

He sat cross-legged on the bed in a daze for a while.

Then leaned over and pulled out a washbasin from under the bed.

Sure enough, there was a cloth towel inside, a small piece of saponin and a twisted willow branch.

The wooden basin and the cloth towel looked very cheap, and the soap locust was also pitifully small.

Not to mention willow branches for brushing teeth, which can be seen everywhere.

Chen Siwu just hugged the washbasin, looking at the few insignificant things in the washbasin.

into silence.

Chen Siwu was the most humble farmer. The flood destroyed the village. He picked up food along the way and managed to survive until he reached Jianjiang City.

Along the way, both parents died, the mother-in-law starved to death, and the child ate something, and died of vomiting and diarrhea on the way.

When his parents left, Chen Siwu endured his grief, thinking that his wife and children still needed him, so he could only move on, searching for food in the wasteland every day.

When his wife and child passed away, Chen Siwu didn't feel any pain in his heart. He just stared blankly at the corpses of the mother and son, as if relatives from other people's family had left. They simply buried them and continued on the road.

Chen Siwu was probably in a state of desolation.

A heart seemed to be frozen, unconscious, relying on survival instincts like a walking dead to stick to Jianjiang City.

But when I went outside the city, I saw the porridge shed for disaster relief, drinking the gruel with clear soup and little water, my stomach was still hot and uncomfortable.

Every day is so half-dead to maintain, there is no hope at all.

But since Jianjiang's new official took office... everything seems to have changed.

This person doesn't seem to be an official at all.

From speaking to actions, he looks like a hooligan at the entrance of the village.

But this kind of person unexpectedly caused Chen Siwu's long-silent mood to fluctuate.

A pool of stagnant water began to ripple slightly.

Life seems to be getting better little by little.

The porridge outside the city is getting thicker and thicker.

But he knew in his heart that no matter how thick the porridge served by the government's porridge shed every day, it would disappear one day.

Now the weather is hot and I can still live. If I don’t wait for myself to starve to death in a few months, I will freeze to death.

But with the large-scale construction of wooden houses outside the city, countless victims were led into the city and put on a pair of brand new pants.

In Chen Siwu's heart, hope began to rekindle.

Finally it was his turn to live in this wooden house. Although it was extremely simple, it also gave people a warm feeling of being protected.

The ice in my heart was slowly melting.

The wound that had been frozen seemed to be torn open again.

The corners of Chen Siwu's eyes were moist from the beginning to the first tear.

Then the tears flowed down like a burst bank.

The feeling of heartache seems to tear people apart.

Chen Siwu clutched his chest and cried, "Mother... son..."

The howling sound spread throughout the dormitory, but no one looked at Chen Siwu with strange eyes.

Someone watched him cry silently.

Someone quietly covered his face with a cloth towel.

Some even stuffed cloth towels into their mouths, biting on them tightly, not wanting to cry.

A group of people with similar experiences gathered together, silently enduring the sadness of the sudden embankment breaking.

After a long time, Chen Siwu stopped crying, carefully placed the tub by his side, and then buried his head in his knees.

Everyone stayed on the bed without saying a word. After some time, it was already dark.

Finally someone wanted to break the silence, got up from the bed, went to the window and opened it.

The cool evening wind blew in immediately, dispelling the melancholy a lot.

Then Chen Siwu heard a voice: "I will start work tomorrow."

"You'll have a better life in the future."

At this time, many people also sat cross-legged on the bed, chatting with each other across the bed.

Chen Siwu also raised his head and looked at everyone with red and swollen eyes.

Silently listening to the conversation in the ear.

"Everyone, don't feel bad, we're going to work tomorrow."

"You can earn money when you go to work, and then we can live a good life. At least now we won't be cold or hungry!"

"The prince is here! What are we afraid of? The past is all over."

"Everyone, what's your name, let's get to know each other. There will be a long time to come!"

After being reminded like this, everyone suddenly realized.

The group did not know each other.

So they started introducing themselves.

Chen Siwu was still a little uncomfortable, but he felt a lot better when he was forced by life to make a phone call.

The chattering sound in the ear began to get more and more excited.

"You said... what shall we eat tomorrow?"

"I know! I heard that the Sun family used to give porridge to the workers twice a day."

"Grass! What's the difference between that and being in the soup kitchen! The porridge in the soup kitchen is pretty good, and what kind of porridge can I drink if I drink porridge, and I have to work, why do I feel cheated?"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet!"

"There are two cloth shops in the city. The Sun family and the Liu family both sell cloth. The Liu family found out about the fact that the Sun family gave the workers porridge. Woolen cloth!"

"The Sun family was scolded miserably in the city, and later it was changed to dry rice. In addition to pickles, there are vegetables. I heard that you can have a meaty meal a week!"

"Hey! How do you know? Aren't we always together?"

"You are blind! When you left the city, there was such a big sign at the gate of the yamen, and someone told you about it!"

Chen Siwu grinned.

He guessed that it should be a good thing done by the master of the government.

The discussion continues.

"Hey, do you know! I heard from my friend that there is a very good carpenter in the city named Master Qi, and that job is really beautiful!"

"My friend said he saw Master Fang chatting with Master Sun and Master Qi at the construction site!"

"It is not good for workers to sit on the ground to eat, they are easy to catch cold, and they are tired from squatting. Let Master Qi build something."

Chen Siwu's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "What is it!"

"Oh! That's great."

"I heard that it's quite a big thing that we can sit on and eat, and a donkey can drive what is called a conveyor belt like a millstone."

"I didn't understand the details, so let's sit there! The rice and soup can be fed to your mouth."

"You can continue to work after eating."

Chen Siwu exclaimed: "Isn't that being served! This Master Qi is really amazing!"

"Master Qi is nothing! I heard it was designed by Mr. Fang! He had a great chat with Mr. Sun at that time, and Master Qi was just remembering it!"

Chen Siwu was full of admiration: "Master Fang is really amazing!"

"Yes! Do you think we can live a good life here, Mr. Fang?"

"Ok!"