The Female Assistant of Wei Yuyan Shuangfei

After leaving Shanghe Township, Xie Tingwen went to find Zhu Gui. After all, although the road construction was not the focus at the moment, it could transform the conflicts among the people.

Although there is no money, there is food and drink. For the people suffering from drought, this is a life-saving job.

Xie Tingwen got off the carriage and looked at a group of people, young and old, performing magic, and his heart was suddenly touched.

Zhu Gui, who was checking the accounts, heard the report from the yamen runner and quickly walked out of the thatched hut to greet him.

"I have seen you in my humble position, sir."

"Yeah!~"

Xie Tingwen nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhu! I see that the number of refugees has decreased. And they are all old and young. Where are the young and middle-aged people?"

Zhu Gui didn't dare to say anything after hearing this, but looked at Sun Cheng on the right. As the head of the Ministry of Justice, he had much more say than himself as the head of the Ministry of Revenue.

Sun Cheng received Zhu Gui's pleading gaze and quickly replied, "Sir! Half a month ago, Chief Wang came to me and told me some ideas. I thought they were feasible, so I asked Chief Wang to lead the team to do it."

"What's the matter?" Xie Tingwen frowned and asked in a cold voice.

Seeing Xie Tingwen was a little angry, Sun Cheng did not dare to hide it and said immediately: "I will assign the young and strong men to Wang, and let him be responsible for the connection of the narrow passage. As for the old, weak, women and children, they will stay in the flat area."

"A ray of light?"

Xie Tingwen frowned coldly and said with a cold expression: "Do you know how dangerous that place is? If the locals go there, they will most likely fall off the cliff. And you let these people go there?"

Sun Cheng's heart trembled, and he leaned forward to explain: "My Lord, this is also the request of the people, they..."

"what happened?"

Xie Tingwen asked coldly, then looked at Zhu Gui and said, "Master Zhu! You go ahead."

Zhu Gui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly: "To reply to your words, it is indeed as Master Sun said. This is what the people themselves asked for."

When Zhu Gui said this, he saw that Xie Tingwen was still angry, so he quickly said, "There are already 1,785 refugees collected this time, but the county government cannot support so many people. Among them, some people proposed to let the young and strong go to repair the narrow line of sky, and these old, weak, women and children will stay here, and they only hope that the government can take care of them."

"Is that all?" Xie Tingwen asked coldly.

"Reporting to your Excellency, these are all. Moreover, from the beginning to the end, the government office has never forced the people. Please investigate in detail." Zhu Gui knelt down as he spoke.

When he knelt, the working people instantly focused their attention on him.

After seeing Xie Tingwen's frosty face, many of them had already guessed what was going on, and they gathered in groups of three or four, discussing in low voices.

Xie Tingwen pondered for a moment and asked coldly, "Are there any injured people?"

"This..." Zhu Gui looked at Sun Cheng with difficulty.

Xie Tingwen understood, his eyes changed and a hint of inexplicable murderous intent appeared. He said in a deep voice: "Answer truthfully, are there any casualties?"

Knowing that he could not escape, Zhu Gui could only bow his head and said, "As of today, a total of 43 people have died in Yixiantian."

"you......"

Before Xie Tingwen finished speaking, he saw a white-haired woman, holding the hand of a young child, walking towards him with difficulty.

"My Lord!~"

The woman knelt beside Zhu Gui and cried, saying with tears in her eyes: "Sir! Among the more than 40 people who died, there was my son."

"Old lady! Please get up quickly."

As soon as Xie Tingwen finished speaking, Uncle Qin hurriedly took a half step forward and helped the woman up.

"The old lady wants to seek justice for her son. If so, I..."

"No!~"

The old woman interrupted Xie Tingwen in a hurry, stroked the cheek of the child beside her, and said with sobs: "I am half dead, but the child is filial and gave me a chance to live. We also know that the government is also in trouble, so we let the child build the official road..."

The woman spoke in tears, her voice choking several times.

Soon, many people came up and told their miserable stories. But they all pleaded for Zhu Gui.

"Sir! We will not pursue this matter. We will just regard it as the child's fate."

"Yes! Sir, we will not pursue this matter."

"Yes! If Master Zhu hadn't taken us in, we would have died out there long ago. Now we are satisfied to have something to eat and leave a bloodline for the family."

As the crowd expressed this request in a loud and audible voice, Zhu Gui suddenly felt the significance of what Xie Shuting had said when she introduced him to the Gongyamen and asked him to take over as the head of the yamen.

“Business is all about yourself. If the people have enough food and clothing, your business is half successful. The other half is the people’s recognition and gratitude towards you.”

“No matter how much money you have, you can’t bring it with you when you are born and you can’t take it with you when you die. Besides, it is also a source of trouble. You are merchants and lowly people. What you have to do is to change your descendants and give them a bright and beautiful starting point in life.”

Zhu Gui pondered over Xie Shuting's words and responded to the endless requests of the people in front of him. Didn't this just prove what Xie Shuting said?

Seeing the excited scene, Sun Cheng was also quite shocked. He slightly raised his eyes to look at Xie Tingwen, leaned over and said, "Sir! I think it would be better to let Zhu Zhu atone for his sins."

"How do you atone for your sins?" Xie Tingwen asked coldly.

He knew very well that Sun Cheng was giving him a way out. After all, the current situation was not suitable for punishing Zhu Gui.

Sun Cheng's eyes turned, and he realized that Xie Tingwen also wanted to give in, so he quickly held his hand and said, "Sir! The government has huge expenses now, otherwise the compensation for the people who died in the accident will be paid by Zhu Zhushi."

"Yeah!~"

Xie Tingwen frowned, looked at Sun Cheng and asked, "Is that all?"

Zhu Gui was also very good at handling things. Seeing Xie Tingwen's tone, he quickly responded, "Sir! This is my fault. If there are more lives lost while repairing this road, I will pay the compensation..."

These people were refugees, and whether or not to give them money, and how much money to give them, was up to the government. If Xie Tingwen didn't want to take them in, he could just disperse them and escort them back to their registered places.

But under the current circumstances, this method is inappropriate.

If Xie Tingwen used tough measures, it would easily provoke a popular uprising. The lives of hundreds of people must be reported to the Ministry of Personnel.

Now that the stairs were ready, Xie Tingwen had no choice but to go down. After thinking for a moment, he said in a cold voice, "Okay! Since you promised it yourself, let's do it."

"Yes! Thank you for your kindness, sir." Zhu Gui hurriedly leaned over and responded.

Money was not a problem for Zhu Gui. Looking at the entire government office, he and Shen Yancheng were the richest, and everyone knew it.

However, at this moment, a yamen runner came hurriedly and whispered something in Zhu Gui's ear. Zhu Gui's face suddenly changed when he heard it, and he looked at Xie Tingwen, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Seeing this, Xie Tingwen's heart sank, and he said coldly: "What happened? Report it truthfully!"