The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 156 Return to Beijing
On New Year's Eve, the wooden houses of the victims outside the city were very lively.

Even more lively than when there was no disaster.

On New Year's Eve, the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

By God's will, the victims' villages outside the city lit torches and bonfires, and boiled thousands of pots of fish and sheep soup in the open air, so that every victim could drink a bowl of delicious broth on New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve is a festival engraved in the bones of Dazhou. A bowl of fresh soup on New Year's Eve warmed the bones of many victims.

It's not just hot soup, it's hope.

With the presence of the imperial court and the presence of the new Prefect Yang, they will definitely be able to survive this snow disaster.

Yang Qingyuan looked at the people with smiles on their faces at this moment, and felt relieved in his heart. Maybe their hearts are complicated, maybe after the catastrophe, they will want more, and even breed evil thoughts.

At this time, everyone's belief is so simple - try hard to survive in this snow disaster.

At this moment, Yang Guo suddenly understood what the teacher taught.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and the earth, set up your life for the people, set up a legacy for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations."

These four sentences of Hengqu, Yang Qingyuan only taught Yang Guo two sentences.

"Maogong, we don't need to inherit the unique knowledge of the saints, and we can't achieve the peace of the world. As long as we can set up a heart for the world and a life for the people, this life is enough."

The former Yang Guo didn't understand, but following the teacher, looking at these victims who were smiling and happy, Yang Guo understood a little.

A knight-errant in the rivers and lakes may save hundreds of people from the sword.

A doctor with a hanging pot may be able to save thousands of people from suffering.

The teacher is an official, but he can protect 10 people from snowstorms.

If there is no master, no less than [-] people may die in this merciless snowfall, including myself.

What Xiao Yang Guo didn't know was that his master led people around the clock to take back the food for disaster relief from the thieves, otherwise his respect for Yang Qingyuan would definitely be even higher.

Of course, this is not the work of Yang Qingyuan alone, but the joint contribution of the Pingshan County government, but because of Yang Qingyuan, the Pingshan County government can operate so efficiently.

This is the significance of Yang Qingyuan becoming an official.

The imperial government is always the most effective place.

"Master Yang, Yaya treats you to some soup!"

A little girl about five years old, holding a big porcelain bowl, walked up to Yang Qingyuan cautiously, speaking in a childish voice.

The little girl was wearing a cotton padded jacket with a slightly rough workmanship but brand new material.

These are the padded clothes made by refugee women led by Aunt Liu. The current output is slightly low, and they are given priority to workers who have to go out to work, and the surplus materials can be used to make cotton padded clothes for children.

Yang Qingyuan didn't refuse, and ended up with the porcelain bowl in the little girl's hand.

Seeing Yang Qingyuan take the soup, the little girl let out a long breath, and immediately pinched her earlobe with her fingertips.

"Wouldn't it be hot?"

Yang Qingyuan was slightly taken aback when he saw the little girl's movements, and then the memory flowed in his heart. Once upon a time, his grandmother taught him this way.

"Yeah! This is what my mother taught Yaya! This way my hands won't be hot!"

Yaya has no defense against Yang Qingyuan, Yang Qingyuan's temperament makes him naturally trustworthy.

After speaking, Yaya ran back again, back and forth three times in a row, and handed three bowls of soup to Xiao Tao, Shen Bao and Xiao Yang Guo.

"Little brother, drink the soup!" Yaya handed the last bowl of fish and sheep soup to Yang Guo, and kept looking at Yang Guo, this little brother is so pretty!

Yang Guo also happily took the soup bowl from Yaya.

Yang Qingyuan touched Yaya's head, and praised, "Yaya is really capable! Have you ever drank the soup yourself?"

"After Yaya delivered it to the adults, I went to drink it. Father said that the adults are..." Yaya tilted her head and thought for a long time before she said uncertainly, "Yes... it is our benefactor, we must drink first!"

"Yaya is really sensible, then I have a request, in the future, don't call me an adult when you see me again."

"Then... what's that called?!"

"Call me uncle!"

Compared to adults, uncle, Yaya obviously understands better.

Yang Qingyuan picked up the porcelain bowl, pointed at a couple in the distance, and started drinking.

On New Year's Eve, although there are no lanterns and streamers, you can still have fun.

After the four of Yang Qingyuan drank the fish and mutton soup, they went to Aunt Liu's house to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

Because of the Chinese New Year, Yang Qingyuan made calculations and confirmed that there was a surplus of food, so he distributed more food to the victims to ensure that everyone could spend the New Year with peace of mind.
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When the dimension is February, the sequence belongs to the early spring.

When the wind stops and the snow stops, new leaves sprout.

This is Yang Qingyuan's third month in Pingshan County.Originally, he expected to complete the work in Pingshan County in two months, but now it has been delayed to the third month.

According to Yang Qingyuan's plan, a lot of wasteland outside Pingshan County has been reclaimed, most of which are used to grow cotton.

And Yang Qingyuan also invested in the construction of a cotton workshop to produce cotton clothes and quilts full-time.Job opportunities were provided to some women among the disaster victims, and the jobs of 7000 people were solved.

Some of these women are not yet married, and some have no relatives at home. Yang Qingyuan's workshop gives them a chance.

This workshop is shared by Yang Qingyuan, the Zhao family in Pingshan County, and the female workers in the workshop. Yang Qingyuan and the Zhao family account for three of the annual profits, and the female workers account for the fourth.

A complete cotton handicraft industry chain has begun to take shape in Pingshan County.

Of course, the imperial court's transfer order has already come. Ten days ago, the cabinet ordered Wenpingshan County Yamen to complete the handover of the work at hand and return to Beijing to report on his duties.

But Yang Qingyuan was worried, the wasteland outside Pingshan County hadn't been reclaimed, the cotton seeds hadn't been sown, the villages of more than [-] victims hadn't been divided, and the cotton workshop had just started operation...

He still has too many things to do, and he has not left Pingshan County for the time being.

It was another ten days, and the official documents also came, and the cabinet approved Yang Qingyuan's request. After Yang Qingyuan left, Zhao Jianfeng, the governor of Pingshan County, would temporarily serve as the county guard and continue Yang Qingyuan's work.

Yang Qingyuan originally wanted to transfer Zhao Jianfeng to Beijing, but there are still many things to be done in Pingshan County, and Zhao Jianfeng has been by his side these days, and he is very clear about his government orders. Keeping him here will help him better Continue to implement your own government orders.

In the next three days, although I feel sad, more than [-] victims have basically been resettled and started a new life.

Yang Qingyuan has successfully completed the task of the cabinet center.

Then I went to Mrs. Liu's house for a farewell meal. Yang Qingyuan was very satisfied with the First Women's Federation of the Great Zhou that he had established with his own hands.It was originally Yang Qingyuan's whim, but now the Pingshan County Women's Federation is playing a role.

Yang Qingyuan brought little Yang Guo back to the county office, packed his luggage, and set off on the second day.

There are three people when they come, and four horses when they return.

There is one more little Yang Guo.

"Are you going to leave, my lord?" Zhao Jianfeng knew Yang Qingyuan's return date, "Shouldn't we leave after lunch?"

Yang Qingyuan waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, after lunch, how about dinner?!"

"My lord, you have a fantastic idea, amazing talents, Jianfeng wished he could follow your lord."

"Jianfeng doesn't need to underestimate himself. I'm just talking on paper. You are the implementer of these policies. With a little hard work, Jianfeng is also a state-level talent."

After the two talked, Zhao Shifeng was already waiting outside as soon as they went out.

"The lower official heard that your lord is returning to Beijing, so he came here to see you off."

Zhao Shifeng, the person in charge of the Six Gates of Pingshan County, did a lot of credit when Yang Qingyuan suppressed Chen Bing. Later, he let the Six Gates cooperate with the city defense army to maintain the law and order of Pingshan County, providing important security guarantees for disaster relief and peace of the people.

Yang Qingyuan also mentioned something in the memorial to the cabinet.

"These days I'm in Pingshan County, I rely on Zhao catcher's great help! I thank you very much!"

Speaking of which, Yang Qingyuan bowed to Zhao Shifeng.

This made Zhao Shifeng a little at a loss.

After bidding farewell to the officials and bureaucrats who came to see him off, the four of Yang Qingyuan led the horses and went out of the city gate. After walking not far, they saw people standing on the side of the official road.

Yang Qingyuan was slightly taken aback. He had seen this scene at the gate of Water Transport Village in Shendu.

It was the victims from outside Pingshan County who came.

No, it should not be called a disaster victim now.

These more than [-] people have settled outside the city of Pingshan County, with their own villages, their own houses, their own land, and their own jobs.

These common people, supporting the old and the young, stood on both sides of the official road.

An old man with a cane came out. Yang Qingyuan knew him. He was the oldest person among the disaster victims. He was already in his eighties this year. Normally, even the county magistrate would have to be polite when he saw such an old man.

It's a pity that natural disasters are merciless, if Yang Qingyuan didn't rescue the disaster properly, he would have already turned into dead bones in the tomb.

"I am so shameless! On behalf of the [-] disaster victims, I would like to thank Mr. Yang for his kindness in surviving and living in peace!"

Speaking of which, the old man dropped the cane in his hand and knelt down on the ground first.

As the old man knelt down, the people on both sides knelt down like a wave.

There are a total of 5 people here. After learning about Yang Qingyuan's return to Beijing last night, the people rushed to inform each other in private.

If Yang Qingyuan wanted to return to the capital, he must go through the east gate, and tens of thousands of people gathered at the east gate early.

In the year of catastrophe, there is no repayment for the grace of survival.

Yang Qingyuan thought it was the responsibility of officials, but these common people didn't think so.

In the past, when officials left office, squires often organized people to send them off to express their retention, but today all the people in Pingshan County are the original victims of the disaster.

Aunt Liu and her granddaughter slowly got up from the crowd of victims, and took out a cloth umbrella from the burden on their backs.

"The old lady is ignorant, but she also knows the kindness of your lord. This is the Wanmin Umbrella that the old lady and the female workers rushed to make overnight. It is a little thought from us. Please accept it."

Yang Qingyuan looked at the Wanmin Umbrella in Aunt Liu's hand, wanted to laugh but didn't.

The so-called Wanmin Umbrella is just an umbrella cover made of strips of cloth, but Aunt Liu actually made it into an umbrella.

Yang Qingyuan smiled with tears, his eyes were crystal clear.

This is the real Manmin Umbrella, without squires, without signatures, without showing off, just a cloth umbrella made by common people.

"Mother, I accept it! I accept it!"

"You all get up!"

Yang Qingyuan took over the Wanmin umbrella and wanted to help Aunt Liu, but Aunt Liu refused.

"The woman kneels to send you back to the capital, and wish you all the best!"

"If the adults don't go, the women can't afford it!"

After Aunt Liu finished speaking, thousands of people kneeling on the ground spoke one after another.

"If the adults don't go, the grassroots can't afford it!"

Yang Qingyuan had no choice but to ask Shen Bao to put away the Wanmin Umbrella, bowed to both sides and saluted, and then the four got on their horses and rode away.

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(End of this chapter)