Doomsday bosses in ancient times

Chapter 203 Wang Zhi
"Yeah, as long as you're fine, have you eaten yet? There's still porridge in the pot, eat some when you're hungry, and take a rest after eating."

"Mom, we've all eaten it. My uncle asked my aunt to make pig-killing dishes and eat them directly in the village."

"That's good, boss. You bury the pork in the snow and freeze it. You should wash it up and have a good rest."

"Hey, mother, I'm going right now."

After the father and son washed up, the second and third children went back to their rooms to rest. When Yun Tian returned to the room, he cleaned his hammer and brought it back to the room.

In the front yard, Yunxi thought for a while and decided not to tell grandma and grandpa about the plague, because she still doesn't know whether the plague has not started yet, or has already infected many people.

In the dream, she remembered that the village was not too far away from her home, and she was going to take Martha to have a look at it at night after her grandparents were asleep.

After reading it, I will make plans. If the epidemic has reached the situation in her dream, no matter what, I have to find out the reason.

After Yunxi thought it over clearly, she no longer struggled with waiting for the evening.

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Shanghe County, county government.

At this time, two days had passed since the snow stopped, but the weather was still quite cold, and the snow hadn't melted much.

However, because the snow stopped, the severely affected villages also found their own way and reported the disaster situation in the village to County Magistrate Wu.

According to statistics, the county magistrate Wu found that among the disaster-hit lists of the villages, only Yunjia Village had reported them, and they were only some elderly people who had died of freezing due to old age.

The county magistrate Wu was relieved to not report those villagers whose houses collapsed and died.

Leaving aside the other villages, in this Yunjia Village, Lord Li had repeatedly explained to him before he took office as the magistrate of Qing'an Prefecture.

He must take good care of a family surnamed Yun in Yunjia Village. He also knows the reason for this. That family has registered in front of the Holy Spirit.

Zha Di also needs to take care of it, and one more thing, the reason why Mr. Li can be promoted is also somewhat related to the Yun family.

Moreover, Mrs. Li said before taking office that if there is something that cannot be solved, you can go to this Yunjia Village and ask Mrs. Yun.

He also knew this, after all, he also played a cameo role as an underworld ghost messenger at that time, interrogating the prisoners.

There must be an expert behind the Yun family, otherwise, how could an old country woman have such a miraculous thing?Can also come up with such a special method of interrogation.

County Magistrate Wu's thoughts coincided with Master Li's. They both believed that the Yun family had an expert behind them.

At this time, looking at the death toll reported by the villages, County Magistrate Wu felt a little bit troubled.

The snow is so thick, and there is no way to help them build houses. Give them money, but there is not enough money!With so many people affected by the disaster, how much money will the family give?

Besides, giving money can't solve the problems these people face, worry about it!
But after thinking about it, County Magistrate Wu called his subordinates over, and first ordered them to let the medical clinics in the county town have one doctor for each family.

Then he arranged his subordinates and divided them into more than a dozen teams according to the number of doctors.

Starting from the seriously injured villages, the wounded were treated one by one.

Doctors can see a doctor for these people for free, but they need to pay for their own medicines.

However, County Magistrate Wu considered that these people who lost their houses had to spend a lot of money, so the county government should bear some of it, and the villagers should bear most of it.

As for the house, let the village chiefs arrange it first, or those with relatives and friends can borrow it first.

The house will not be able to start work for a while, and winter has not passed yet, so this can be ignored for now.

If there is really no place to live, County Magistrate Wu thought about it and arranged for his officers to dig out some cellars.

Let's make do with the underground, deal with it, and build a house in the spring of next year.

After the promulgation of these policies, many people feel that the new county magistrate still has two brushes.

The disaster caused by the snow was slowly recovered under the arrangement of Wu County Magistrate.

It's just that it was the heavy snow that hindered the pace of these people, and some seriously injured people still didn't wait for the doctor's treatment.

County Magistrate Wu was also very helpless, he could only let the people under him go faster and faster!
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Fuxi County, outside the county seat.

At this time, Wang Zhi finally arrived at the gate of the county seat. Thinking of his father's words two days ago, Wang Zhi became jealous, and he didn't know what his father was doing now.

The plague is so severe, maybe his father is already dead?Looking at the huge city gate, Wang Zhi tightly clenched the hands hanging on both sides of his body.

Before he came to the county seat, he had already arranged for his wife, wife and children, so he didn't have any worries about whether he would go to the county government for life or death.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhi stepped into the town of Fuxi County. The town was buzzing with people, which was in stark contrast to their silence in Mingyuan Village. Children were laughing and playing.

The hawkers' hawking and customers' bargaining made Wang Zhi feel as if he had passed away.

He didn't dare to stay in crowded places, he was afraid that he would also catch the plague, so he went to places with few people along the way, and if he didn't know the way, he would ask people for directions from afar.

After twists and turns all the way, he finally found the county government office. Wang Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the door of the county government office.

Hesitating forward, he walked up to an official, and said respectfully: "This official, Caomin is Wang Zhi, the son of the village chief of Mingyuan Village. He came here this time to inform the magistrate of something important. I don't know the official. Can you report to the grassroots?"

The official at the gate of the county government looked at each other with the official on the other side, but did not answer.

Another official said, "Hmph, you think the county magistrate can see him whenever he wants, let alone the son of a village chief like you, even if your father's village chief comes, he may not be able to see the magistrate."

After the man finished speaking, he murmured: "It's no good, who dares to risk offending the county magistrate to report for you, hum."

Wang Zhi heard the official's muttering, but it wasn't that he didn't want to give the other party money, but he was afraid of the money he brought. If the official's plague was infected, the whole Fuxi County would be ruined, and he didn't want to be a sinner.

The speed at which the plague spread was really frightening, but Wang Zhi had no choice but to not want to harm them.

Wang Zhi couldn't help but paced back and forth anxiously. From the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the drum calling for grievances outside the county government office, and he had a flash of inspiration.

Since the county magistrate doesn't see him as soon as he wants, then he can always see the magistrate if he beats the drum and complains.

Wang Zhi ignored the two officials, and walked to Mingyuan Drum in two or three steps, took out the drumsticks from the drum stand, and beat Mingyuan Drum loudly.

The two officials at the door saw Wang Zhi's posture, which was originally casual, and immediately became cautious.

One person winked at the other, and that person turned and entered the county government office.

The drum of grievances has been sounded, and the county magistrate must be promoted to the court for interrogation. After Wang Zhi knocked for a while, he stopped, and the officer in front of the door stepped forward.

Without saying much, he directly brought Wang Zhi into the county government office. When Wang Zhi entered the county government office and stood up, the officials on both sides said in unison: "Wei...Wu."

The county magistrate patted the gavel, and Wang Zhi quickly knelt down: "Who is kneeling in the hall, and what grievances are there, please tell me quickly."

Wang Zhi was also very nervous at this time, it was his first time entering the county government office, and when he came here, he had already planned to be close to death.

However, it is the first time for a plain-headed commoner to enter the county government office, no matter how much he feels nervous.

(End of this chapter)