Judging from the looks of it, there are at least two to three thousand people.

"Why are there so many more people?" Hu Yuhao asked in surprise.

He just came here to take a look, and there were obviously not so many people here.

It took only one hour, but the volume doubled.

Thinking of this, Hu Yuhao hurriedly said, "Sir, if the number continues to grow at this rate, I'm afraid it will be more than 4,000 people."

"Give the order to close the city gates first." After a while, Zhang Feimo said with difficulty.

Of course, he said "first", not always.

Hu Yuhao also understood the hidden meaning of Zhang Feimo's words and was about to say something, but he saw Zhang Feimo coming down from the city wall.

So he hurriedly followed and said, "Sir, we can't take them in. We in Heshan County can't afford it."

It's not that he is selfish, but he knows very well that if he takes in these refugees, he will only harm them.

It not only harmed them, but also the people of Heshan County.

What will happen if we bring them into Heshan County? They will probably steal and rob the people of Heshan County.

It is even very likely that they would starve to death in Heshan County.

The current situation in Heshan County is simply not enough to support them.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, Zhang Feimo went to the study to write a letter.

Since he was already a county magistrate, he never thought of ignoring these refugees.

The closure of the city gates will only be temporary.

Seeing Zhang Feimo like this, Hu Yuhao made a bold guess and asked, "Sir, are you writing this to..."

"Borrowing food is my only way now."

What Chi Feixuan heard when he came in was exactly what Zhang Feimo said.

After learning more about it, I realized it was a refugee issue.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ji Xiangfeng coming in a hurry.

"Sir, a prince has come down." Ji Xiangfeng said breathlessly.

At the same time, he was holding a letter that he mentioned.

Looking at this box, Zhang Feimo could roughly guess what was inside it.

He took it and opened it quickly. After seeing the contents inside, his brows, which were already frowning to begin with, looked like they could pinch a fly to death.

"The emperor asked you to accept these refugees?" Chi Feixuan asked.

He knew Zhang Feimo, and his expression clearly told them what was written in the official statement.

Zhang Feimo nodded and said:

"The Emperor said that this is only a part of the refugees. The entire northwest is suffering from a severe drought. There are at least hundreds of thousands of refugees. If we don't take them in, they will definitely not survive."

"Not only our Heshan County, but every county town has to accommodate some. The most important thing is that he only sent down a part of the supplies. As for the food..."

Zhang Feimo didn’t continue with the rest of the conversation, but even so, they all understood what they should understand.

Speaking of this, Zhang Feimo became worried.

This batch of refugees was considered to be the later batch. The previous batches of refugees had almost used up the food and fodder in the national treasury.

Both supplies and rice have been given to the large number of refugees ahead.

By the time they got to Heshan County, only a small part of them remained.

What's more, Zhang Fei and Mo Xian knew clearly that the treasury of the Dashun Dynasty must not be completely empty of food and fodder.

The border is stable now, but the Turkic Tartars are still ready to make moves, so he has to be on guard.

Once there is a war, food and grass must not be cut off.

Thinking of this, he was not only worried about the people of Heshan County, but also worried about the emperor.