Six days passed in a blink of an eye, and the simple work shed beside the Baishui River was completed. A fast horse brought news that the refugees from Yao County had set off.
The chaos that Fu Xiaoguan had been worried about did not happen, but hundreds of people still died in these days.
They were already exhausted, and even if the food improved and the doctor arrived in time, they still couldn't survive.
Under the instruction of Fu Xiaoguan, those dead people were dragged to the foot of Yao Mountain and burned. This was an order strongly issued by Fu Xiaoguan. He was afraid that these people would ignore this point and cause a plague.
Now these refugees have recovered some of their vitality. They heard that a noble man wanted to take them in. The steamed buns and flatbreads they eat now, and the doctors who rescued them were all sent by that noble man. The refugees finally saw hope and were no longer afraid of the migration of just over 300 miles.
Zhang Ce deeply and accurately implemented Fu Xiaoguan's spirit, propaganda must be carried out among refugees.
Promote the beauty of Xishan, promote the beauty of future life, and tell them that future life will be better than now!
Not only can they eat steamed buns and flatbreads, but they can also eat meat and live in houses. In short, you just draw a pie for them, no matter how big you want. You must give them hope. As long as a person has hope, he will have the courage to survive!
So, Chuck did just that, but what he did was a little more outrageous.
"My young master is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva. He learned about your suffering and sent us to save you."
"My young master is in Xishan. He said that the reason you suffered such a disaster is because your future lies in Xishan."
"Think about it. The Yu Dynasty is so vast, why didn't you go to Jiangnan but chose Jiangbei? Why didn't you stay in Qizhou but chose this tiny Yao County? My young master said this is fate! In your previous life, you were servants under the young master's seat. Now that the young master has reincarnated, he has guided you here from the shadows. You... are all the young master's servants in this life. The young master will give you a new life, and you, under his guidance, will fight for his ideals for the rest of your lives!"
“…”
This is fucking brainwashing!
Fu Xiaoguan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry after reading the news. Zhang Ce was indeed a talented person. He had successfully fooled more than 30,000 refugees and firmly established his image as a young master in the hearts of these refugees.
People of that era believed in ghosts and gods, and they didn't even doubt what Zhang Ce said.
Because they did come to Yao County and did not stay in Qizhou. Just when they thought they would starve to death here, the living Bodhisattva descended from the sky and brought them food and doctors. Now they think this is fate, this is the kindness of the living Bodhisattva, so of course they should live their lives for this living Bodhisattva.
"Today, we are about to set off. Tomorrow, you will meet the young master who saved you from danger. The young master said that he hopes you will obey his instructions along the way. The young and strong must support the old and the young. We cannot leave anyone behind. The young master will be waiting for you in the West Mountain. The young master said that he has prepared a new home for you and prepared a rich meal for you. You will have a brand new beginning!"
"Thank you, Bodhisattva, for saving my life!" An old man kowtowed and knelt.
"We only have the strength in our body, and we hope the living Buddha won't despise us!" A middle-aged man prayed silently.
"My life was saved by a living Bodhisattva, I will serve him all my life!" a young man thought devoutly.
"My family, generation after generation, is willing to be servants of the living Bodhisattva. May the Bodhisattva guide our direction..."
Zhang Ce felt that this was a very good result, and that he would use this example to publicize such incidents in the future.
"Set off!"
Zhang Ce waved his hand, and led by three hundred guards, a huge crowd headed towards the village below.
Yu Lian stood on the top of the city wall, stroking his goatee, looking at the silver that had been lost, and asked calmly, "Have you checked it out?"
"Your Excellency, I've checked everything. Magistrate Liu did have some interactions with Senior Official Fu before, but it was mostly through Senior Official Liu. In July, Imperial Concubine Shang returned to Qizhou to visit her relatives and stayed overnight in Shanglinzhou. Both Magistrate Liu and Junior Official Fu were invited to the dinner."
"That night, Official Fu wrote a couplet for Prince Xian. The next day, Prefect Liu personally visited the Fu residence and gave Official Fu a mining permit. Since then, there hasn't been much contact between the two. Then, nine days ago, His Majesty issued an imperial edict to Official Fu. You know what it was, regarding the matter of Official Fu taking a concubine. The Emperor has ordered Prefect Liu to oversee the matter, and he's been visiting the Fu residence quite frequently lately. That's about the general relationship. As for the Minister of Revenue's residence, it's too far away and too high up for me to inquire about."
Yu Lian frowned and was silent for a moment, then asked, "Is Mr. Fu's concubine, Qi, about to give birth?"
"It is said that it will be within these two months."
"Go prepare a generous gift... Keep the blood coral, no, save the blood coral for when Master Fu takes a concubine. Also prepare the white jade bracelet. As soon as Qi gives birth, or if Master Fu takes a concubine, tell me immediately. I'll go and congratulate you personally."
"I understand!"
…
The next day, the sky was a little gloomy, and Fu Xiaoguan was a little worried that the rain would not come too early.
It seemed as if God had mercy on him and nothing happened.
Smoke was already rising from the canteen of the shed. Dozens of women were busy from morning to evening, making many steamed buns and flatbreads and cooking pots of thick porridge.
Fu Xiaoguan originally planned to cook white rice and some meat dishes for them, but Su Mo stopped him, saying that if he did so, the refugees would eat too much and their bodies would not be able to bear it, which would harm them instead.
As night fell, the huge army of refugees finally arrived at Xishan.
Under Yi Yu's guidance and the arrangements of Zhang Ce and the three hundred guards, these refugees entered the sheds in an orderly manner and settled down.
They looked at the brand new shed. Although it was not as big as their previous house, it could shelter them from the wind and rain, so they could survive this winter.
When everyone was settled, it was already late and Fu Xiaoguan arrived here.
He just came to take a look, but Chuck told the refugees that this was the young master who saved you.
So they all knelt down and called him "living Buddha", which made Fu Xiaoguan extremely embarrassed.
“Stop, stop, stop!”
Fu Xiaoguan stood on a high place and shouted loudly: "Everyone get up!"
No one stood up. What the hell! Fu Xiaoguan had never expected that this blind worship would be so strong.
"Now I command you all to rise!"
Now everyone stood up and looked at the living Buddha under the lantern. It was not very clear, but he seemed to be younger.
At this time, it started to rain. Fu Xiaoguan stood in the rain and said to them loudly, "This will be your home from now on! Now, I order you to eat!"
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