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Chen Wu was very effective in disaster relief. Under his arrangement, many people were mobilized to help the disaster. There was no looting of supplies, and the people were very orderly.

However, in the end, the difficulty of resettling these victims still bothered him. The amount of money he could borrow, more than one million silver coins, was already very high, and it was not convenient to do what he wanted without the money.

However, at this time, many workshop owners came out, regardless of their purpose, recruit people, give them work, give them food, and pay them.

In this way, the big problem can be solved, and more than 20,000 people have been dispersed in two days.

The hundreds of thousands of victims have lost more than 20,000 people, leaving a space free and more manpower.

At this time, there is still food, and there are 20,000 people less to eat, which can be more days.

The county must also be in disaster relief, when more support arrives, all problems will be solved.

At this time, Zhang Zhao was anxious, and quickly moved south from the capital.

After going south, he also issued a few orders with Kuaima, asking the state and county to immediately prepare supplies and actively rescue.

Hundreds of people went south with Zhang Zhao, a team of retired soldiers, in addition to escorting Zhang Zhao, there are others who can participate in disaster relief.

When he first left the capital, the information he received was not optimistic. Local officials did not have too many resources to deploy, and the situation was not very good.

In the past few days, he kept receiving news. Although he had ordered local officials to go to the bank to borrow money to purchase food for disaster relief, he did not know if he could have time.

In the next few days, what Zhang Zhao received was that the disaster was getting under control, and then he did not receive more detailed information for several days.

He also understands that he may be really busy, and many officials can only look at them for a while, and cannot grasp the overall situation and cannot report.

Zhang Zhao was anxious.

"What do you mean by roughly solving it?" As he approached the disaster area, Zhang Zhao received the intelligence again.

According to the news, the victims have been resettled, the disaster has been largely controlled, and large-scale reconstruction work has not yet started because they have no money.

Without money, there is no way to carry out large-scale reconstruction work.

Zhang Zhao didn't know if they were reporting casually, shirking responsibility, and ignoring the lives and lives of the victims, so Zhang Zhao decided to check it out.

Zhang Zhao has very little time to rest every day, so he hurries as soon as possible.

Finally, he approached the disaster area.

Generally, there are many refugees and even many beggars near the disaster area, but he only saw a few along the way, and there were less than a thousand people in total.

This is a very low situation.

"I hope the local officials will do well." Zhang Zhao said.

Zhang Zhao sent someone to find someone, and he wanted to ask in person.

Zhang Zhao sent a lot of people out. He hasn't decided where he wants to go, because he doesn't know much, and he needs a general understanding before he can handle things.

"My lord, the front is Jinxian. It was reported earlier that it was one of the hardest-hit areas. Now there are tens of thousands of victims in it."

After listening to Zhang Zhao, he pondered for a while before deciding to take a look.

Zhang Zhao's gang did not bring much food, so they entered the disaster area.

Their soldiers only brought wooden sticks.

After Zhang Zhao went in, he found that it was relatively peaceful here, and there was no starvation.

Zhang Zhao and his party caught the attention of others, and someone hurried over to say hello.

"My lord, I don't know where you are from? But did you bring supplies to support the disaster area?" asked a muddy man.

Zhang Zhao did not answer, but asked, "How many victims are there? Officials here?"

"Below is the inspector of the police station in the county. Now order is maintained in this area. There were more than 164,000 victims before, and now there are more than 68,000."

"As for where the other officials are, I don't know. The county magistrate should borrow money. The county magistrate may be going to receive a batch of grain."

The inspector said that he didn't continue talking here. He knew Zhang Zhao must be the official from above, but the other party did not indicate his identity, so he could not say too much, only the basic situation.

Zhang Zhao frowned. The number of victims was reduced by more than half. Although the flood had receded, their homes were gone. Where could they go?

"Where are the nearly 100,000 victims?" Zhang Zhao asked.

Zhang Zhao's tone was a little urgent, and the detective heard it as questioning.

The inspector said: "Some went to work, some went to relatives, some went to build roads."

This explanation is somewhat difficult for Zhang Zhao to accept.

After thinking about it, I decided to go there in person.

"I'm from the capital, and I have come to understand the disaster. You follow me." Zhang Zhao said.

Zhang Zhao didn't let people lead the way, but let him follow, and he had to go to other places to see.

On the surface, the victims are not bad. They are just outside the city. They have food to eat, temporary shelters to live in, and some people around to keep order.

Medicine is still being cooked in some places, and there are also a few doctors walking back and forth.

On the surface it looks very good.

Zhang Zhao walked a few places and didn't see any major problems, but it was against the norm, so he decided to understand it himself.

Zhang Zhao asked most of the people to stay, so he took these few people.

"Brother, when did you come?" Zhang Zhao sat in a shack and asked an old man who was about forty years old.

This old man is indeed in his forties, but he looks like sixty years old.

"I have been here for several days. The house is gone." The old man said sadly.

"Can there be more food?"

"There will be porridge in the morning and evening. There have been fewer people these days, and I have a meal at noon, and occasionally a few cakes." The old man said with a dull look in his eyes.

Zhang Zhao nodded secretly. This is disaster relief. The key is not to starve to death.

Do not starve to death, this is the most basic of disaster relief.

If you can do it here without starving to death, then he thinks it's not bad.

"What about the others? Why did they leave?" Zhang Zhao asked again.

"I've all gone to work, old man, I'm old, and my home is gone." The other party shook his head again~www.readwn.com~, obviously very decadent.

Zhang Zhao heard about part-time work twice, and it seems that the detective said it was true.

"Where did they go to work? Don't wait for reconstruction after the disaster, and then go home and continue farming?"

"My nephews went to Jiangdong, and the people there came directly to recruit workers. The salary was good. They stabilized first, and then came back to build the house after earning some money." The old man said.

When I went to Jiangdong, Zhang Zhao was a little surprised. It turned out that the people there came directly to recruit workers.

"Well, it's okay, the government seems to be very difficult, I don't know if it can be arranged." Zhang Zhao said.

Zhang Zhao added: "Don't worry, brother, the court has already known the situation here, and will arrange for someone to handle it properly soon."

"An official is a good official. He organizes the people to save themselves, feed food, and see a doctor." The old man murmured again.

(End of this chapter)

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