Crossing the famine, I am a poor fish, and my descendants have to work hard

The next day, Zhao Yuanzhen cautiously came out with a lightning rod.

She was afraid that a bolt of lightning would hit her head and kill her.

After coming out cautiously, I looked up at the sky.

Very good, the sky is clear, not a cloud in the sky, safe.

Put away the lightning rod.

He rode Xiao Hei down the mountain and went to the government office first to find Zhang Xinshu.

"Mom, you're here. Have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I ate it. Did you eat it?"

"Ah."

"Okay, let me tell you something. There are so many bodies here. We have to bury them today. Otherwise, it will easily breed viruses and cause a plague. We have to deal with it as soon as possible."

"Yes, mother, I also think that these bodies cannot be left like this. How can we bury them?"

"Go to the mountains in the north and find a hillside that is not crowded with people. Reclamation it and give each family a small plot as a cemetery. The government will provide manpower and money to help dig the pit and bury the dead."

It is equivalent to a modern cemetery.

In the Daliang Dynasty, all land was privately owned. Land for burial needed to be bought and sold or approved by the government. The government would plan the land, and I believe no one would want to give it up.

"Okay, Mom, then should we bury this body directly?"

"We can't just bury them. These bodies are now rotten and must be burned. We can then pack up the ashes and bury them."

"This may be difficult to do. The people have a strong sense of protecting corpses, and I'm afraid they won't agree to burning them."

Ancient people were feudal and basically unwilling to burn things.

Even in modern times, there are many backward mountainous areas where cremation is not practiced.

"In this way, those who burn the ashes can receive paper money and paper gold and silver ingots distributed by the government for free. I will send someone to explain the benefits of burning paper money and arouse people's attention to it. I believe the burning should be almost done. We can also provide boxes for ashes for free."

"This is a good idea, but we don't have that much paper money and urns in a short period of time."

"I'll take care of this. We'll need a transport team to transport it. Send someone to plan the hillside, divide the cemetery, and dig the pit today. I'll go to the charity cemetery to transport these things."

"Okay, Mom, then be careful, I'll organize some people to go there right away."

"Well, okay. Let's split up then."

Zhao Yuanzhen scanned the nearest charity cemetery.

I want to go see what’s going on in the charity cemetery and see if there’s anyone there.

The charity cemetery is located in a large courtyard outside the city.

He set off with Lan Ying.

The disaster here was quite serious, with many houses collapsed. Zhao Yuanzhen looked around but didn't find anyone.

I found a relatively intact warehouse, and when the transport team arrived, I took out paper money and paper gold and silver ingots.

The urns were customized according to the system and made of quartz stone, with 3 of them ordered.

This order is expedited and the system says it will take 5 hours to be processed.

Zhao Yuanzhen calculated the time and it was about time.

I took Lan Ying back and had to carry out various disinfection tasks.

When he returned, Zhang Xinshu had already gathered the men.

We planned to split the team into two groups, one to clean up the graves on the hillside, and the other to clean up the bodies in the city.

Think of the state of the corpse.

Zhao Yuanzhen bought many more sets of protective clothing made of oilcloth, as well as gloves, masks, etc.

We gave everyone a set of clothes and only started cleaning after we saw that they were dressed properly.

There were a lot of people, most of them cleaned up their own homes. Only those who couldn't find their families would be hired by Zhang Xinshu to help.

It took more than four hours of busy work to clean up everything.

She bought a wind talisman from the system mall.

tear apart.

The wind suddenly started to blow.

This is a level 3.5 wind, not too strong nor too weak.

She wanted to use this wind to blow away all the bad smells in the city.

As the wind blew, the stench in the city was blown up. Zhao Yuanzhen suppressed her nausea, found a secluded place, and entered the space.

No, it smells too bad.

Yue!

The wind lasted for half an hour.

Zhao Yuanzhen stayed in the space for a while, making sure that she would not be smoked, before leaving.

Although there is still some smell in the air, it has become much lighter.

At least it's not so disgusting.

Quickly organize people to carry out disinfection.

The disinfectant was placed in the government's large warehouse. Zhao Yuanzhen placed it in a large vat.

200 people were selected, each of them wore a set of protective clothing and carried a bamboo sprayer. They went to the large warehouse to fill it with disinfectant and began disinfection along the route assigned by Zhao Yuanzhen.

After spraying the disinfectant, come back and refill it, then continue spraying.

200 people worked until late at night and finally managed to spray the county town.

That night, the entire Yancheng County was filled with an unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

But the prefect said this was to prevent the plague, and everyone could accept it. After all, they all knew how terrible the plague was.

When the urn came out, Zhao Yuanzhen took the transport team to the charity cemetery.

They first loaded paper money, which was packed in large sacks. Because there were so many people, these 30-plus horse-drawn carriages made two trips. The third trip was to transport urns.

The urn was also transported twice.

All these items were transported to the cemetery in Beishan.

The people who were sent out to incite the masses to burn the fire had indeed played their part, and those with families were collecting firewood to prepare for the burning.

Zhao Yuanzhen also began to organize people to distribute urns and paper money to those who were cremated.

By almost 1 a.m., all the people had been burned.

Zhao Yuanzhen didn't watch it, mainly because the smell was not very pleasant.

Looking at the finished Beishan, Zhao Yuanzhen tore off a wind talisman to blow away the smell, and sent some people to guard here to prevent fire.

She returned to the system space by herself.

He asked for water in the system space, took a shower, changed clothes, and disinfected himself before entering the ring space and cleaning himself carefully again.

A second disinfection was carried out.

Although I was busy all day, I really had no appetite to eat, so I went to sleep.

The county town has begun post-disaster reconstruction.

Start by clearing the road.

Zhao Yuanlan arrived yesterday, registered the confiscated items in a book, sealed them, packed them into boxes and took them back to Yangzhou.

The survivors all recovered after being fed Zhao Yuanzhen's diluted spiritual spring water porridge.

The death toll in the county has not increased any further.

It can be considered as under control.

Zhang Xinshu wrote down everything that happened in Yancheng County and what the county magistrate did, and sent it to the capital.

County Magistrate Gao lived one more day because he was busy with burial and disinfection yesterday.

Not so lucky today.

The vegetable market was crowded with people early in the morning.

These are all survivors, but they are also haters. If Gao Zhiyuan had not failed to inform them of the typhoon for his own selfish interests, their relatives would not have died. If he had actively provided rescue efforts after the typhoon, their relatives would not have died either.

All of this is the fault of that corrupt official Gao Zhiyuan.

The survivors wanted to pounce on him and skin him alive.

Since there were no rotten eggs or vegetable leaves, everyone threw stones at him.

All the way from the yamen to the vegetable market, Gao Zhiyuan had been knocked unconscious by the stones.

However, not long after he fainted, he woke up because of the pain, and this happened repeatedly.

By the time he arrived at the vegetable market, his entire body was covered in blood.

Zhang Xinshuo sat in the upper seat and looked coldly at Gao Zhiyuan who was hit.

These are what he deserves.

It seems that the time is almost up.

Pick up the token and throw it down.

"It's three quarters past noon. The execution will begin."

The executioner walked up to Gao Zhiyuan with a knife and started the first cut amid his fierce screams.

Lingchi was an extremely severe punishment.

The prisoner needed to be incised 3357 times, and the last cut had to be made to execute him, so the pain was imaginable. However, for a deserving man like Gao Zhiyuan, it was not excessive at all. Compared with what he had done, these were light pains.

The survivors surrounding the market listened to his painful screams, with nothing but hatred on their numb faces.

Zhao Yuanzhen had never experienced this and didn't really want to see it.

After all, for her, who has lived in a new era of rule of law society since childhood and has absolute human rights, she still can't stand it.

But in her heart, she agreed with doing this.

Only severe punishments can be used in times of chaos to quell public grievances.

Sure enough, after Gao Zhiyuan's lingchi incident, Zhao Yuanzhen found that the survivors were no longer so numb.

There was a little more communication.

Even Zhao Xiaonan was no longer so numb.

Occasionally I would chat with the person next to me.

Post-disaster reconstruction is a huge job. The first thing to do is to clean up the streets, collapsed walls and houses.

Arrange the building materials that can still be used properly.

All the unusable waste was dumped in a deep pit outside the city. All the incinerable garbage was burned.

In order to carry out post-disaster reconstruction faster, Zhao Yuanzhen organized his men to repair the brick kiln fort.

Only with enough bricks and tiles can post-disaster reconstruction be completed faster.

The county government registered the survivors and reconstructed the city according to the population.

If the damage to your own house is not particularly serious, you can just repair it and the house will still belong to the owner.

For those whose houses have completely collapsed, they will register and work with the post-disaster reconstruction team, and draw lots to decide the room number of their new house.

After repairing the less serious damage, Zhao Yuanzhen planned the layout of the city and began to build new houses for those who had no houses.

The size of the modified houses will vary depending on the population.

There are three rooms for one person, a bedroom, a kitchen and a living room.

For every additional person, one more room is added.

With Zhao Yuanzhen's house building dimensions and city planning drawings, the construction team's progress was much faster.

Of course, Zhao Yuanzhen also designed large courtyard mansions for wealthy families. If they wanted one, they could just spend money to buy it.

It can also be regarded as a disguised way to bring more silver income to the county government.

Zhang Xinshuo thought that after the houses were built, he would redistribute land and seeds for farming to these people according to their population.

In addition, each person will be given some silver and money. As for how much, it depends on the financial resources of the government. If it is too little, he will take some out of his own pocket as a subsidy.