Chapter 211 is coming to an end
The prince did not regard him as a discarded pawn!
Huo Siyuan grinned, pulled the wound next to him, and took a breath of cold air.
He limped back towards the Marquis' Mansion.
After Liang Moyuan had breakfast, she took the four maids to the Liang fields where the refugees were working.
When Qi Fengxian saw Liang Moyuan, he quickly went forward to look at her and said, "Madam Huo, why are you here so early in the morning?"
"I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well come and see if I can help." Liang Moyuan smiled and shook his head.
Her eyes turned to the refugees.
Compared to the first time Liang Moyuan saw them, their faces had more flesh and looked cleaner and fresher overall.
Everyone had a happy smile on their face, and it was obvious that they were very satisfied with their current life.
"These refugees must be in poor health after such a long journey. We'd better have a doctor waiting nearby."
Liang Moyuan gently reminded Qi Fengxian.
Qi Fengxian nodded repeatedly: "Of course, I hired three doctors, and they have been waiting for twelve hours, day and night."
He really didn't expect that Huo Jinjian actually spent every penny given by the court.
No wonder my father said that even though I was only the assistant to a fourth-rank official, I had a bright future.
He had made up his mind that he would follow Huo Jin to meet him from now on.
Without the interference of Huo Siyuan and the prince, Huo Jinjian was able to put his previous governance strategies into practice.
The refugees work very hard.
The man farmed the land, tilled the soil, and raised chickens and ducks.
Those who knew a little about carpentry were assigned to repair temples on the outskirts of the city.
The women in the family did the work of sewing, washing, and cooking. The children were also very well-behaved. The older ones took care of the younger ones and did not run around.
The entire resettlement of refugees was carried out in an orderly manner.
Nowadays they no longer need to feed themselves porridge and vegetables to survive.
Huo Jinjian was commended by the emperor as the director of the management department.
This matter is almost coming to an end.
Huo Jin saw that this step of re-entering officialdom was taken very well and steadily.
That night, the bonfire emitted a warm light.
Liang Moyuan and Huo Jin were sitting next to the fire, with a pig coated with sauce on it.
"From today onwards, this place will no longer be a resettlement site for refugees. You can obtain household registration in the suburbs of Beijing. This is the Huo family's manor." Liang Moyuan stood up under the gaze of everyone, his voice clear and bright.
The emperor has ordered that this Liangtian be given to Huo Jinjian as his personal manor.
Liang Moyuan and Huo Jinjian discussed using today's bonfire party to tell these people that if they were willing, they could sign a working contract and continue to work as slaves on the farm.
If you have other ideas and want to find another way to make a living, you can leave on your own.
After hearing Liang Moyuan's words, everyone looked at each other, not knowing who shouted.
"We are willing to follow Lord and Madam Huo."
Then came the sounds of others responding.
"We are willing to follow Lord and Madam Huo."
However, there are still some people who choose to take the money they have saved these days and want to go back to their hometown in the early spring of next year.
After all, it is hard to leave one's hometown.
Liang Moyuan respected them very much and converted their labor into wages.
They will be distributed together when they are about to leave.
Zhang Cuisao took her daughter Xiaolan and walked in front of Liang Moyuan.
Xiaolan was holding two sachets in her hands. The stitching on them was a bit rough, but it was obvious that they were embroidered with great care.
"Mrs. Huo, this is the angelica flower I embroidered. Mother said that in our village, this flower represents peace and health... I hope that Mrs. Huo and Mr. Huo will always be safe and sound."
There was still some timidity in Xiaolan's eyes, but her gratitude towards Liang Moyuan and Huo Jin was genuine.
Liang Moyuan looked at the clusters of reddish-brown flowers on the sachet, took it and put it to her nose to smell.
Her eyes, as bright and soft as moonlight, showed surprise and she smiled at Huo Jin.
"This smells much better than those spices you buy outside."
Huo Jin took the sachet from her hand.
The fragrance is indeed light and refreshing.
The burning bonfire made crackling sounds, just like firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, adding a bit of festive atmosphere to the night.
Liang Moyuan turned and looked at the blazing bonfire.
Suddenly the flame shook violently a few times.
Seeing this, Liang Moyuan immediately frowned.
There was clearly no wind just now, so why was the bonfire shaking so violently?
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