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Chapter 195: Disciples of the Mo Family

There were seven people inside and outside, all of whom were about 12 or 3 levels, which was much stronger than ordinary people, but they were not a big threat. Zhang Luochen did not see the wizard, so he walked around the hall and wanted to search for it in the backyard, but he didn't want to close the door when entering the second door and refused to enter.

Zhang Luochen guessed that the wizard was in the backyard. Since he could not enter now, it seemed that he had to wait until the evening to explore it in his soul state.

After understanding the situation here, Zhang Luochen had basically made up his mind. Not to mention that the experience value of this dragon is not low, even if these witches are all red-name units, the Dragon King Temple and the Dragon King themselves must have a fight.

He took everyone out of the temple gate and rode his horse to Shanshui County. He walked and asked about the route. Then he found that most of the good men and women who burned incense in the Dragon King Temple were from Shanshui County. So he didn't need to ask more questions and followed the crowd along the main road and soon arrived at the county town.

"Brother Zhang, look outside the county town, there seem to be many people." Qin Zi'ang looked out the city gate with his hands covering the sunlight. The people gathered together in groups of three or three, with their families with their families, and there were luggage around them, and some were pushing wheelbarrows or holding cows.

"Yes." Zhang Luochen nodded, and he could guess it without looking at it. There were so many disaster-stricken refugees in the city half a day away from Wolong County.

Shanshui County is closer to the disaster-stricken area. It can be imagined that it should be crowded. Those who sit on the ground outside the city should be no relatives and nowhere to go in the city.

When the few people approached and saw clearly, they found that it was true. These people had torn clothes. They probably only wore this outfit when they escaped. They had not changed their clothes for so many days, so they were all dirty.

However, although these people looked a little miserable, they were all relatively healthy. There were not those who were hungry and dying, and there were few elderly and children. Although the refugees looked dull, no one cried and howled.

And there are tents all in the gathering places? Although it is not very strong? But there is finally a place to hide the sun and the wind.

Generally, there are more refugees, and the sanitation conditions will be worse. Because of eating, drinking, urinating and urging around the camp? The nearby smells bad and smelly, and flies and mosquitoes buzz around.

But this is not the case here? And there will be a large tank for taking water not far apart, which looks quite thoughtful.

"This Dragon King is so infatuated." Qin Zi'ang looked at the refugees and shook his head and asked Zhang Luochen. "Brother Zhang? Are you planning?"

Zhang Luochen nodded and said to Qin Zi'ang: "Go to the inn first, and you must visit the county government office at that time."

When Qin Zi'ang heard this, he lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Zhang doesn't know which party he wants to get rid of?"

Zhang Luochen pondered for a moment? He said: "After all this is the cause of the evil dragon? But if I remove the evil dragon, I don't know if the government has the ability to ensure that the flood does not occur again. So we will go to the government to find out the reality of the county magistrate. If he has a way, it is better to do so? If there is no way, then the action should be slowed down and then made a decision."

Qin Zi'ang nodded frequently? He agreed: "Brother Zhang is thoughtful, but Brother Zhang hides his identity? But this county magistrate may not be seen."

Zhang Luochen blinked at him in a narrow voice: "What, when Miss Yuehua didn't see Brother Qin? Did Brother Qin really disappear?"

A sentence reminded Qin Zi'ang? "Yes, yes, yes? Why did I forget this?"

"Young Master, go quickly." Xue Hongling had already arrived at the city gate. Seeing the three of them walking slowly and talking, she couldn't help but urged her. She had become accustomed to being pampered since childhood. She always felt uncomfortable when she saw the refugees. She wanted to enter the city soon so that Zhang Luochen could solve the problem earlier.

There were a lot of fewer refugees in the city, but occasionally I could see one or two. They found a more grand inn to stay in. Unexpectedly, the rooms in this inn were almost full and could not squeeze out four rooms.

Although there are many refugees, most of these people are poor people around them. How could they have money to stay in inns? Moreover, the chaos in Nanchen was settled, so there should not be many passers-by.

Hearing Zhang Luochen's question, the inn shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, "You don't know, this inn is really lived by refugees. The new magistrate is polite to the people and requires all inns in the county to allocate 80% of the housing for the county to resettle refugees. Among the refugees, the elderly, weak, sick and disabled can go to the county government to declare. If it is confirmed to be true, they will be arranged to live in the inn.

There are not many rooms in the small shop. Apart from the ones that are used for the disaster victims, there are only these two rooms left. Even if you go to other homes, it is probably the same. Look...why are you three men making do with each other and staying in one?"

Zhang Luochen did not expect that since ancient times, he had just treated refugees, so he had just built a porridge shed. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate managed so carefully, and he became curious.

He asked the store in detail: "How to solve the problem of three meals a day for the refugees living here? How do those refugees outside the city treat them?"

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper showed a look of praise on his face and explained to Zhang Luochen one by one: "The people who were taken in this inn are all old, weak, sick and disabled, so they eat better than those refugees outside. They are made by the inn and paid by the government. Each person has a daily meal cost of ten cents."

Ten cents can be enough to put them outside, but for those who are in trouble, they can make a lot of money by eating a little bit worse. Moreover, there are so many refugees in this city, and the daily money is also a considerable expense.

The shopkeeper continued: "The government checked daily and found that those who cut corners and had unclean food would be severely punished. As for the refugees outside the city, the government opened a granary and set up a porridge shed for two meals a day. Although they were not full, they did not have to work every day, but they also guaranteed that they would not starve to death."

Zhang Luochen nodded. It seemed that the county magistrate was still a responsible person, but if this continues, he spends a lot of money every day, but I don’t know when he can survive.

The shopkeeper shook his head and sighed when he heard Zhang Luochen's feelings: "Oh, it's hard to do it for Lord Mo. Although he was not considering when he was in office, it was for the people's livelihood. Now the gentry took the people to petition in front of the government office every day, which made him feel uncomfortable. I heard that the gentry had written a letter to the master of the prefecture to sue him, and I don't know how to end it."

"Master Mo?" Qin Zi'ang seemed a little surprised when he heard this and asked, "So he is a disciple of the Mo family?"

"I don't know this, it seems that this is the case. I heard that I know some skills and are quite talented." The shopkeeper waved his hand and said.
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