Chapter 754 As long as Sang Zhixia can survive, they will not die
At that time, Fan Shicheng was still young and frivolous, and he didn't know his place.
He took advantage of the natural disaster to lead the Fan family to quickly accumulate astonishing wealth, but after so many years, not only did he have no descendants, but each generation was fewer and fewer than the previous one.
He has many wives and concubines at home, and many female friends outside.
In the end, he had three sons without distinguishing between legitimate and illegitimate children. Two of them died young, the eldest was stupid, and the youngest was weak.
The eldest son had been married for many years without any good news, but the youngest son had given him two granddaughters, but...
It seemed that the direct line of the Fan family was about to be cut off in his hands.
If it's not God's will, then maybe it's retribution?
Fan Shicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Karma, the cycle never ends..."
"Maybe they're not wrong?"
"Debts owed must be repaid eventually..."
I just hope that the disaster will pass. Even if the Fan family is never the same as before, it will be a blessing if they can save their families and their lives.
The confidant hesitated for a moment and said bitterly, "But Patriarch, even if we fully cooperate, this is a natural disaster...we..."
"Can we really resist it with human power?"
The horror of natural disasters lies in their infinite power. Apart from the gods in operas and stories who are omnipotent and can go to heaven and earth, how can ordinary people resist heaven's punishment?
Fan Shicheng snorted subtly and shrugged, saying, "Then wait to die."
"Defend Nanyun to the death. If you really die, you can be buried in the same city with the wife of the General of the Cavalry. Isn't this an honor for us?"
"Besides, everyone says Nanyun is the most dangerous place, but in my opinion, where the General's wife is is the safest."
"Didn't you see those soldiers outside?"
"This general, who is famous both at home and abroad, would absolutely not allow his wife to make any mistakes."
So what if Nan Yun was drowned by the flood in the end?
They have done everything they can, and Sang Zhixia will not kick them all into the river to feed the fish before evacuating.
As long as Sang Zhixia can survive, none of them will die.
After Fan Shicheng completely let go, he showed great sincerity and was unexpectedly generous in spending money.
When Sang Zhixia learned that Fan Shicheng had obtained more than a dozen boxes of silver and distributed them directly, she clicked her tongue a few times, trying to smile.
"This is really a waste of money."
Xue Liu accidentally stepped on some broken porcelain in the water and was brought here to be bandaged. Hearing the sound, he could not hide his sarcasm and said, "Of course he would be willing to do that."
"Back then, the Fan family brought back a lot more with their horse-drawn carriages from the disaster-stricken areas than we have today. There's no need to feel bad about giving it away now."
However, with Fan Shicheng's actions, the enthusiasm of the people in the city was indeed fully mobilized.
After all, Master Fan said that anyone who helps out will be there no matter what they do.
Even if you just use a small hammer or a shovel to help dig canals in the city, or help fill bags with sand, you will be paid.
Fan Shicheng was more generous than Sang Zhixia. Any child who could run out and move a small stone was counted as a head, and he was given five taels of silver per person per day.
As for the group of people who were in the most dangerous situation at Nandukou that Sang Zhixia had promised before, Fan Shicheng simply added an extra five taels per person on top of what Sang Zhixia had given.
The payment is made on a daily basis, with small amounts of five taels each. There is no need to register your name in the painting list or sign or seal your name. The money will be paid to you when you arrive.
Moreover, the silver given by Fan Shicheng also included the money for the people brought by Rongchang, and he publicly promised that the silver would not only be given today.
From today until the flood is over, Nanyun will return to peace.
Before that, it happened every day, and the amount would only increase and never decrease.
Enthusiasm driven by gold and silver has skyrocketed.
The people in the city no longer just stared at the accumulated water at their doorsteps, but actively asked to listen to the arrangements and said they would do things according to the rules.
Gui Sheng promptly distributed the capable people in his position to other positions and assigned them to Sang Zhixia's team to listen to his orders.
There is someone in charge who passes the message on and makes arrangements at the lower levels.
Those who are qualified to be managers and appear in front of the master all have their own unique characteristics and are efficient and decisive in their work.
The scattered sand, each immersed in pain and fear, was gathered together by the power of silver. The initial chaos was quickly sorted out, and now it seems that they are becoming more and more united.
Sang Zhixia curled her lips and said, "I heard that the Fan and Gui families have opened a medicine storehouse and are dispensing medicine?"
"That's what the person who responded said."
Xue Liu looked at his legs, which were tangled like dumplings, in frustration and said, "People in the city are just panicking right now. Few people have actually been injured by the rainstorm. They're probably dispensing medicine now to take precautions in case of an emergency."
"It's said that the pharmacy has additional cold-repelling and body-protecting medicine. They'll be distributed to every household tomorrow at the latest, and they're all free."
Fan Shicheng and Gui Sheng really put in a lot of effort this time, and spared no expense or cost.
It is difficult to judge the right and wrong of past events.
But if they can really overcome this difficulty, the reputation of the Gui and Fan families among the people will definitely rise to a higher level.
Xue Liu said with some worry: "Boss, it's hard to get rid of a big tiger, and it's even harder to deal with someone who has a little reputation among the local people."
"If they take advantage of this situation and start to act rashly, I'm afraid that in the future..."
"It's even harder to get along with them."
Even when it was in disrepute, the Nanxun Chamber of Commerce was still able to completely suppress the local government.
Once you gain a reputation for saving people from suffering, things will become even more difficult.
Sang Zhixia said with a smile: "I don't think they will dare to do that again in the future."
Xue Liu looked surprised: "Does the boss think that they can change their ways?"
"It's hard to say whether he can change his ways, and it's also hard to judge whether he truly wants to be good, but..."
Sang Zhixia blinked and jokingly said, "The shadow of fear still lingers. The warning under the deterrent will probably be effective for a long time."
"You don't necessarily have to kill a dog if you beat it, but if a dog is scared, it will be hesitant to act recklessly even if it tries."
The King of Lingnan is not Emperor Yongshun.
Jiang Yubai is not the kind of person who would stand by and watch unscrupulous businessmen become rich.
Even if the dog can't change its bad habits and shows signs of doing so again, Sang Zhixia doesn't need to worry.
Those who seek death will naturally be sent to their deaths in time.
Sang Zhixia frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xue Liu saw Diancui coming in with a tray and whispered, "Boss, have something to eat."
Sang Zhixia said absentmindedly, "Didn't we just eat before leaving?"
"That was all in the morning."
Diancui smiled bitterly and said, "Master, please look outside. It's already dark. You only had a few bites this morning and haven't eaten anything else."
"This shredded chicken porridge was simmered by the cook early in the morning over low heat. She even skimmed off the greasy chicken fat and added chopped vegetables. It's light and not greasy. Please try some."
Sang Zhixia took the bowl of porridge that Diancui handed to her. The hot steam rising from the bowl hit her nose. She seemed to come to her senses and muttered that it was so late. Suddenly, she asked, "Is Huashan back?"
"Have you arranged everything for the two little ones?"
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