After the rebirth, the cannon fodder left the plot

Chapter 69
But Shen Jingcheng was not too entangled, after all, it was his shop, he could do whatever he wanted, he had no right to say anything.

What's more, he already planned to move out of here in the future, and he didn't want to cause trouble at this juncture.

After returning home, Shen Jingcheng told Gu Jin about the affairs in the county. Gu Jin nodded understandingly, then found a jar for the bath powder and put it in, sealed it for his own use.

From then on, the two of them put this matter behind them, and An An began to study with peace of mind. Except for Shen Jingcheng's trip to Qingzhou every other month, basically nothing happened.

Even Gu Linger, who came to report every day, finally disappeared and stopped coming because the weather was getting colder and colder.

The two lived peacefully for a year. After the first lunar month, Shen Jingcheng went to Qingzhou again, and came back to tell Gu Jin that almost all the stone materials had been mined, and the craftsmen who built the house had already been found. It can start working after thawing.

Gu Jin was very happy to hear that, she would soon be able to stop living a miserable life, and no longer have to see Gu Linger who started reporting here again when the weather was warmer.

But who would have thought that within a few days of Gu Jin's happiness, refugees suddenly appeared around the village again.

It is said that the upstream river of the Yellow River in Zhongzhou Province thawed and opened the river, while the downstream river was still frozen.

When this incident happened, it was night, and the people on both sides of the river could only flee in a hurry, not to mention food, some of them didn't even have time to wear thick clothes.

Looking at those homeless refugees with purple faces, Gu Jin instantly remembered what happened the year before last, and his nerves suddenly collapsed.

When Shen Jingcheng saw this, he immediately rang the bronze bell on the tree in the West Village. After telling the people of the West Village about the seriousness of the matter, the people of the West Village who stopped patrolling for a year immediately started patrolling again.

However, the matter did not end here. As the days passed and the number of refugees increased, Lin Hu came to the door without warning.

"Mr. Shen, when you were the head of the village, you did a good job in resettling the refugees and providing disaster relief. Now that you are the head of grain, you will definitely do better than before. I just don't know how many refugees you want to resettle, or how much food you want to provide. What about disaster relief?"

There was no room for change in what he said, as if Shen Jingcheng had already agreed to resettle the victims.

However, Shen Jingcheng was not so easy to be fooled, he pretended to be puzzled and said: "Master Lin is joking, disaster relief and resettlement of refugees are the affairs of the government, I am white, how dare I do it for myself."

"Hey, Mr. Shen naturally doesn't need to worry about government affairs." Lin Hu waved his hands and said, "You just need to say how much food you want to give to the refugees and how many refugees you want. Otherwise, how about resettlement or half of the food relief?"

Shen Jingcheng's eyes were slightly cold when he heard it.

He's not stupid, so he can tell that he's a hard-liner, no matter whether he wants to resettle or provide disaster relief, he has to do it.

"Is this what Mr. Lin meant, or our magistrate?" Lin Jingcheng asked expressionlessly.

"Of course it's your Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen Daliang. My lord and I admire Mr. Shen's move." Lin Hu said, pretending to admire Shen Jingcheng and clenched his fists.

"Lord Lin, are you serious?" Shen Jingcheng looked at him quietly.

"Seriously." Lin Hu said solemnly.

After the words were finished, Shen Jingcheng's eyes sharpened, while Lin Hu looked at him quietly without any compromise.

Just when Lin Hu thought that Shen Jingcheng would turn into anger from embarrassment, he was surprised to see that the sharpness in his eyes suddenly softened and he became extremely tired.

Seeing Shen Jingcheng clutching his head for a long while as if suffering from a headache, he let out a long and helpless sigh.

"I don't know how many refugees are there in the county? How many young and middle-aged people, and how many old and weak women and children?" Shen Jingcheng seemed to be asking powerlessly.

"Not counted yet, but there are probably a few hundred people." Seeing him asking this, Lin Hu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly reported a vague number.

For a moment just now, he thought the kid was going to beat him up.

"Then let those who are willing to work come over, and those who don't want to work are fine, I don't have that much ability to support idlers." Shen Jingcheng took a deep breath as he spoke, and continued: "Please sir, give me a way to guide me." , My family doesn’t have that much food, so I have to go out and buy it.”

"Success." Lin Hu agreed very happily, fearing that Shen Jingcheng would regret it in the next second, he quickly got up and said goodbye: "Then I will leave first, and when I go back, I will send someone to bring Lu Yin."

Shen Jingcheng looked up at him, but didn't get up, instead, he seemed to have something to say but couldn't get it out of his mouth. Lin Hu didn't care about his faux pas, turned his head and left.

In fact, he couldn't help it.

In name, he is the head of the county, but in fact he is He Zhilin's servant. Just because he can read a few words, He Zhilin is no one to use him here, so he was put into slavery and let him live in the village. The county works as a errand.

But He Zhilin said that good service is easy service, as long as you don't offend him or interfere with his affairs, he doesn't care about everything, but it's difficult to serve and it's difficult to serve here, because he really doesn't care about everything.He doesn't even care about ordinary affairs in the county, let alone those disaster victims and immigrants?
That's all, He Zhilin also said that he has given all these important tasks to him.

But what can he do as a master book?
There is no money for money, no one for people, no food for food.

But there is no way, his whole family is in the He family, so he can only bite the bullet.

What to do when immigrants come?Draw a road for them, and they will die on their own.

What should I do if the refugees come?It is fate to let those rich households provide food and silver to support as many people as possible.

But this time the refugee resettlement and disaster relief was not his idea, but He Zhilin's order.

The resettlement of refugees by Shen Jingcheng the year before last increased the population and land in the county. Although it was only a small matter, it did add a small amount of good achievements to He Zhilin, so he wanted to let Shen Jingcheng continued to do this.

If Shen Jingcheng can still allow some refugees to settle here like last time, it will undoubtedly add another good achievement to He Zhilin's resume.Even if those refugees can't settle down, as long as Shen Jingcheng can appease these people, it is also a good political achievement, and he doesn't need to worry about labor, money and food, so why not do it.

As soon as Lin Hu left, Gu Jin came over. Seeing that Shen Jingcheng was sitting motionless on the chair, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't worry, at worst, we will treat it as a year of work for nothing."

Shen Jingcheng raised his eyes and saw her looking at him worriedly, but suddenly smiled.

"I have nothing to worry about, I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Gu Jin was taken aback.

I'm afraid I'm not being mad and stupid, right?

She almost died of anger when she heard Lin Hu's words in the next room, but he was still happy?

With so many refugees, how much food do they need?
Besides, disaster relief and resettlement for refugees is a matter for the government, so what does it matter to them?How can the government be so hard-lined?
"We are short of people, so it's a good thing for Lin Hu to give us someone, isn't it?" Shen Jingcheng said, holding her in his arms, letting her sit on his lap, and slowly explaining: "Our Qingzhou Mansion still has There is nothing, and I haven’t found a hired worker yet, and now it’s just right, so I’ll save myself looking for someone.”

"You mean... to send people to Qingzhou Mansion?" Gu Jin looked at him with surprise in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)