Upon hearing this, all the refugees cheered and kowtowed to Qin Yue Zhao:
"Please, Your Highness, take me in! Long live Your Highness!"
The roar of the mountains and the sound of the waves shook half the city. Qin Yue Zhao took a deep breath and shouted to the refugees:
"Refugees, please rise. I have come out of the city today to tell you that Liangcheng will be your new home. I will take care of your food, clothing, and shelter, but!"
"Everything requires an equal return, so I have decided to provide you with free porridge for three days. Once you have recovered your strength, you can start logging, building houses, and cultivating land around Liangcheng. Are you willing?"
When this question was asked, all the refugees looked at each other in disbelief.
After a long while, they cheered in unison, "Thank you, Your Highness! We are willing!"
Having received a satisfactory answer, Qin Yue Zhao said to Chen Wan'er, "General Chen, order the cooks to lead men out of the city and set up soup kitchens outside the city. Grain will be distributed from today onwards!"
Chen Wan'er clasped her hands in a respectful gesture, then pulled on the reins and rode towards the military camp.
Only after her figure had completely disappeared into the distance did Qin Yue Zhao take a look at the emaciated refugees and silently make up her mind.
The people that the Great Wei doesn't want, the people that the Great Liang doesn't want, Liangcheng wants them all.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. She wants to use these refugees to build a new country!
And the gods have always been supporting her.
Perhaps this is what is meant by favorable timing, location, and human factors?
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Chu Family Farm.
Chu Xiao had just sent a message to Qin Yue Zhao when he saw porcelain pieces of all sizes falling like rain onto the open ground.
From small soup spoons and chopsticks to large celadon bowls and cups, tricolor plum blossom jars, blue glaze jars, mottled jars, double-eared jars...
The sheer number and variety of items left him speechless.
Mu Zhicheng was also extremely shocked, his mouth agape.
"Chu Xiao, you bastard... no wonder you went all out for the ancient princess. So many antique porcelains, each one could be a museum's crown jewel. Who wouldn't treat her like a god of wealth?"
Chu Xiao was secretly pleased, but said aloud, "You're wrong. Qin Yue Zhao also treats me like a god of wealth now. We support each other and share weal and woe."
Mu Zhicheng's eyes lit up.
"So, are we in a relationship of Gou Fugui (a character from a Chinese folktale)?"
"Oh right, we're related as a dog and a rich man."
"Go to hell!"
Although the two were arguing, they didn't stop moving the items into the car.
After the two of them finished dealing with the porcelain bottle, Chu Xiao planned to have lunch with Mu Zhicheng first, and then wait for the vegetable delivery convoy to arrive.
Just then, the phone, which had been silent all day, rang.
When I took it out, I saw it was an unfamiliar landline number.
Without thinking, he pressed the answer button.
Hello, who is this?
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a very faint cry for help came through:
"Chu Xiao, save me... beep beep beep—"
Chu Xiao was slightly taken aback.
Seeing his blank expression, Mu Zhicheng became curious.
"What's wrong? Did you see a ghost?"
"No, someone just called for help on the phone, but I don't recognize the number."
"Hey, what's so difficult about that? Just send me the number, and I'll check it with directory assistance. It's a matter of life and death, we can't be careless."
Mu Zhicheng owns a security company and has the contact information for four-fifths of the users in S City.
Chu Xiao nodded, copied the number, and sent it to Mu Zhicheng.
It didn't take him more than a few minutes to find the location of the phone number.
"Huh? Isn't this the Celebrity Club's landline number?"
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