In the last days, the killing gods wear to ancient times and only want to farm

Chapter 228 The county government is making trouble.

Tang You didn't change his face: "Teach."

"Success, we will do it ourselves." Tang Wen grinned.

The two headed back home.

Tang Maojin and the others were dumbfounded when they heard that they were going to make bricks by themselves.

"Aiyo, grandma Yoyo, your wife is amazing!" Tian Shi hugged Tang You into her arms with a smile on her face.

Tang Youliu's eyebrows were bent, and a sweet smile appeared on her pretty face.

Tang Maojin thought for a while: "Shall we bring the big guys to do it together?"

The others looked at Tang You, as if she meant whatever she said.

It's not bad to help everyone so much!
Tang You said crisply: "Take it."

"Yuyou went to talk to the village chief's grandfather, and discussed with him about the division of labor by the way."

"Okay." Tang Maojin nodded slightly.

When Tang You came to find Village Chief Shi, he was cutting trees on the mountain.

"Grandpa the village chief."

Village Chief Shi: "Yuyou, have you bought any bricks yet?"

"I didn't buy it." Tang You smiled: "But Youyou remembered that the master told me how to make bricks, and I remembered all the steps and materials. Grandpa, the village chief, we can make bricks by ourselves."

Even Yoyo, who knows how to make bricks, is too knowledgeable!
Village head Shi was so happy that his beard trembled: "Yuyou, do you think about becoming the village head again?"

Why did you turn to this while talking?
Tang You shook his head: "I don't think about it."

"Okay." Village Chief Shi looked disappointed.

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Village head Shi thought for a while and summoned the villagers to arrange work.

It wasn't until the villagers came that they found out that Tang You was going to take them to make bricks, and everyone was crazy with joy.

Brick house!They didn't dare to think about it in their life, but they didn't expect to be able to do it by themselves now. The thought of living in a brick house makes everyone work like a madman.

The children are also working hard!
Dashan Village has started to rebuild its home, but other places are still dead and panicked.

In order to allow their family members to be buried decently, people whose belongings were all washed away by the flood knelt on the street and begged, and some even sold themselves.

Although there are well-meaning people who give alms, there are so many people begging, but it still can't help so much.

Therefore, the desperate villagers knelt at the gate of the county government, begging Jiang Zhien to help them.

Jiang Zhien removed the cold towel from his head and said with a headache, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

The master guessed in his heart that the common people should be making noise outside!

"Your Excellency is bad, there are many people outside." A yamen servant ran in and panted, "They let you out."

"They are all begging you to help them bury their relatives, and help find relatives who were washed away by the water."

Hearing these words, Jiang Zhien's head, which just nodded, ached again.

Master: "My lord, you are not in good health, I will go out."

With so many people dead, the people will definitely be furious if he doesn't go!Maybe they will break in and tear him apart!

Jiang Zhien waved his hand: "My lord is fine." Then he got up and walked out.

Master: "My lord, wait."

"What are you waiting for? Don't go out and the people will riot again." Jiang Zhien said in an anxious and irritable voice.

Master: "My lord, it's not good for you to go out in such a tidy appearance."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhien looked down at the clean official uniform, this look was really inappropriate: "Come here and help my lord tidy up."

"Yes."

The master replied respectfully.

"Your Excellency is sorry!"

The master first messed up Jiang Zhien's meticulously combed hair, then messed up his clothes, and then poured some tea on it.

The yamen servants on the side were stunned.

Jiang Zhien: "Are you ready?"

The master looked him up and down: "My lord is just like someone who hasn't eaten, drank, or slept well for two days. It's okay. With this appearance, [-]% of the people will not attack you!"

"Master is worthy of being a master."

Jiang Zhien ran out after complimenting him.

Hearing the deafening cries, Jiang Zhien's scalp went numb.

"My lord, you have finally come out." A woman in tattered clothes shouted, "Help us!"

"Please help me, my lord!"

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The common people asked for the way with all their tongues.

Jiang Zhien yelled at the throat: "I know everyone's demands, everyone just listen to what I have to say."

"Dangdang." After finishing speaking, the yamen servant next to him rapped the gong vigorously.

The sound of the gong was sharp and ear-piercing, and the people stopped abruptly. The scene that was noisier than the vegetable market just now was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.

Jiang Zhien cleared his throat: "I have already asked the neighboring county for help, and I have also written a memorial to the emperor. Everyone's family members' bodies will be found."

"There is also the official who will open the warehouse to distribute the food. As for the silver, I can't get it out of the yamen. Please forgive me!"

In order not to cause plague, the people in the yamen have to spread medicine along the street every day, patrol and loot anyone to maintain order, and go down to each town to count the disaster situation... There is simply no manpower to find people who have been washed away We can only wait for foreign aid.

As for helping to bury the corpses, it is even more impossible. There are so many corpses, let alone coffins, they can't even afford mats.

After hearing this, everyone looked sad.

"Aren't you the county magistrate? Don't you share the worries of the people? Why can't you help us?" A thin man who was left alone after his wife and children died cried madly.

It's coming, it's coming!Attack him!

Jiang Zhien said with red eyes and a choked voice, "It's not that I don't help, but that we really can't do anything."

"There is really no money in the Yamen."

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my uselessness, the yamen wouldn't be out of money."

"I'm sorry for you!"

As he spoke, two lines of clear tears fell slowly, but there was no sound of crying, he just shed tears silently.

Jiang Zhien cried suddenly, which made the people stunned.

Houjing's master covered his face with his sleeve and cried bitterly: "My lord, you still use your five years' salary to help the common people. How can an official be like you? You have done a good job!"

Jiang Zhien... When did he say he would get a five-year salary?
Master tricked me!

When the common people heard these words, they saw that Jiang Zhien's hair was all white and he looked haggard, and the anger towards his inaction slowly dissipated in their hearts.

The man pursed his bloodless lips: "I'm sorry, my lord, but the villain has conflicted with you."

"It's nothing, it's because you were so sad and dazzled." Jiang Zhien wiped his tears and said: "I think everyone hasn't eaten for the past three days, and I will ask someone to open a warehouse later, and you can get things later Come get some food."

Hearing this, the people showed a slight smile on their gloomy and sad faces, which was uglier than crying.

When the granary was set up, the situation of flooding was considered, so the grain was not washed away, but it was all flooded.

The common people don't care at all that the food has been soaked in water. After all, it is good to eat some now.

Due to the previous drought and locust plague, the taxpayer has only collected the last two crops, so there is not much grain in the granary.

The distribution was over in just two days, and the people who couldn't get the food started arguing.

After Jiang Zhien talked and talked to calm him down, he hurried to find the local gentry and wealthy businessman.

(End of this chapter)