Summon players to expand territory for me

Huai State's current population is normal compared to other countries, and with the help of players, various factories have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, but it lacks a large number of laborers.

Coupled with the land of Wu State, it is not a problem to eat these refugees, but how to resettle them is a big problem.

First of all, we must disperse them, but we must pay attention to the method, otherwise it will be bad if these refugees suspect that they are hunting them. . . . . .

The second is to resettle them. It is impossible to let them live in ordinary people's houses directly. This depends on the ingenuity of local officials. Let them make full use of local conditions.

By promoting work-for-relief, the country can at least reduce expenditures, and it is no problem to open warehouses to store grain. The land in Huai State is fertile, and his Ministry of Agriculture's research in recent years has not been in vain. Last year's grain was more than enough.

(I’m not a professional. The method of resettling refugees is not that rigorous, and I have omitted a lot, so I just wrote it casually.)

Liang Jinyu thought deeply and called the relevant ministers into the palace for discussion. The order to resettle the refugees was quickly issued.

Many official players were squatting at the message window, waiting for news. Ordinary officials who couldn't see the message window looked at them eagerly, staring at the empty air, as if they were about to follow suit and make a hole.

"Here comes the news! Open warehouses to release grain, resettle refugees, provide work-for-relief, and actively report!"

Nowadays, local officials have been screened and under the supervision of players. Not only are they dedicated to the people, but they are conscientious in their work and have become sincere due to the influence of enthusiastic players.

After quietly listening to the players read out the message, they burst into cheers along with the players, and immediately took action after regaining their composure.

The cold wind was biting outside the city, and the refugees looked longingly at the solid city gate. They were once a member of the people behind the city gate, but now, all this has become a luxury.

"squeak--"

The heavy city gate was suddenly opened, and a man wearing a green silk suit with a silver belt walked out, followed by some police officers. The refugees made a commotion uneasily, and recognized the clothes on the man's body, which belonged to those officials. worn.

Are you here to scold and drive them away? They just wanted to take a break - the refugees had panic on their faces, but they did not dare to act rashly for fear of offending each other. They were like lambs to be slaughtered, obedient and pitiful.

"Mom, are we going to be driven away again? I was hit by the whip last time and it hurt so much."

A little boy with a sallow face leaned against his mother and spoke feebly. His cheeks were sunken due to hunger, making his eyes look particularly big.

The boy's mother didn't speak. She just hugged her son tightly and touched his head comfortingly. Warm tears slowly flowed down from her numb eyes.

The refugees saw that the man came alone, without the policemen with long knives. Although they were scared, they felt a lot more at ease - before, the officials and military lords came out in groups, using It is much better to drive them away with swords, guns or long whips than just being scolded away.

A player came out. He was worried that there would be riots during resettlement because of the large number of refugees, so he came alone because he was not afraid of death.

When he got closer to these people, he found that almost all of them were hunched over, as if they were afraid of him and wanted to shrink themselves up.

They were all unkempt and dirty, with a vaguely weird smell exuding from their bodies. A pair of timid eyes looked out from their weed-like hair, and their faces covered with vicissitudes of life and dirt were full of fear.

Their lips were chapped, and some were suppressing bursts of violent coughing. A gust of cold wind blew by, lifting up some pieces of thin clothes, revealing his chest with clearly visible ribs, and the skin covered with interlaced scars was looming.

His body was also trembling, his body was shaky and shabby, his clothes were ragged, and his thin body was shaking slightly under the faded rags.

"Your Majesty has shown mercy and has specially allowed the refugees to enter the city. You can line up and go to the city gate to get a bowl of porridge. After eating, follow them into the city in an orderly manner!"

The player still had the notice in his arms. When he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes felt a little sour. His throat was uncontrollably stuck when he spoke, and he was a little choked.

The other party's voice was clear and clear, like a ray of light suddenly breaking through the dark clouds covering the sky. After hearing this, almost all the refugees were stunned and a little unbelievable.

The "mute" people seemed to be given the opportunity to speak, and their dry hearts seemed to be nourished. There were exclamations from the crowd.

"Are they willing to take us in?"

"Da Niu, Dan Niu, we can still survive!"

"There is something to eat, there is something to eat..."

The catchers behind had already set up a shed, and soon the hot cauldron was brought over, and the swirling heat soared into the sky.

The city gates were wide open, as if a road full of hope was opening to the refugees.

There were more than one group of refugees, and the same scene was played out in several cities.

There are not enough people to maintain order, so a new announcement is posted on the signboard - hiring people to help resettle the refugees and take care of the food.

Nowadays, most of the border cities in Huai State are the original cities of Wu State. The people on the border have always lived a harder life, with fewer pedestrians on the road. Everyone's life is simple and numb, but it is different now.

Their families had surplus food, their parents cared about the people, they built factories and schools, and everyone's life became more lively. The streets became lively and there were many more vendors.

The original Wu people lived a happy life and already claimed to be Huai people. If you say that they are Wu people, they will fall out with you and report you for provoking confrontation.

As long as the welfare is good and there is no corner that can't be poached, this is the truest portrayal of the Wu people - they are ordinary people, they can have a mouthful of food to eat and a piece of clothing to wear, and they are content and submissive.

"Will the court still rescue refugees? Will it affect us?"

"Yes, the refugees are going crazy with hunger, and things can get into trouble if they get aggressive."

The people under the signboard looked worried - refugees had not been allowed into the city before, but as a result, the refugees stole residents' belongings, causing many order problems.

Their life has just become prosperous, and they don't want it to be ruined.

"No, no, we will arrange special places for the refugees, and our government will be responsible for their affairs. Now we are only recruiting workers for everyone. If you are assigned to some difficult jobs, you will be paid."

A literate government worker stood aside to explain, and everyone noticed him, and their faces couldn't help but heat up - what they just said was strangely heartless, but they didn't mean anything else.

"It's not that I look down on them, I'm just afraid that something will happen to me. I've also been hungry, so naturally I sympathize with them..."

"Yes, yes, we still support the court's behavior -"

Everyone looked for compensation.