Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

The relief center is divided into three major areas: front, middle and back.

In addition to the office, there is also a huge square in the front area, which has a simple function and is only used for setting up tents for registration and distributing porridge.

The central area is the prison's living quarters, divided into male, female, and mixed quarters. Unless there are special circumstances, such as caring for family members, men and women are prohibited from inter-household mixing. The living area also features a dining hall, medical clinic, and restrooms to ensure the basic needs of the inmates.

The rear area of ​​the relief center is the "long-term assistance area", where various schools will be set up to teach the people living there survival skills.

People who have learned skills also have many choices. They can continue to stay in the relief center and teach other people, or they can apply for household registration at the relief center and become ordinary people. In short, they are not allowed to rely on the relief center for free food and drink.

Front area.

Under the scorching sun, several refugees and beggars, carrying their belongings, lined up in front of the registration booth under the guidance of the officials of the association.

Voices filled with pain and hints of hope reached Shen Zheng's ears.

"Sir, we fled from Hejian Prefecture. I lost all my sons and husbands, leaving only this one child..."

"Sir, I won't eat or drink for free. After I enter the prison, I will wash your clothes, sweep the floor, and clean the toilets. I can do any dirty or tiring work. I only ask that you give me a place to stay..."

"Mother, what is a safe place?"

"Dad, can we drink the porridge over there... Can I drink it? I don't want rice, just rice soup..."

Shen Zheng stood in the corner and watched for a while, feeling extremely sad.

The faces of the displaced people all seem to be the same, dull and wooden, with the stars in their eyes flickering.

"Let's go." She called out softly to Hua Duo, whose eyes were red, and walked towards the office. "With Xianhuan here, they will get better and better."

Huaduo followed her out in silence.

After passing the registration shed and walking along a wide gravel road, the three-room house in front of you is the office of the relief center.

The layout of the hall was somewhat similar to the neighborhood committee Shen Zheng had visited in her previous life—many clerks sat behind rows of long tables, which were covered with books. Looking further in, there were a number of small tables that were joined together, sometimes in pairs, sometimes in triples or quads, like a small office.

As soon as Shen Zheng entered, she heard two voices arguing fiercely.

"That woman even has a child with her! It's already difficult for her to escape all the way to the capital, why are you making things difficult for her?"

"Embarrassing? I'm doing my job impartially, how can that be called 'embarrassing others'? She can't even clearly state her place of origin, how can she be accepted into the association? What if a criminal, their family, or a merchant who owes taxes sneaks into the association? Who will be held responsible if something happens? You?"

Shen Zheng looked in the direction of the sound and saw that at the end of the long table, a clerk from the Ministry of Revenue was arguing with each other so fiercely that no one dared to step forward to mediate.

She stood at the corner of the door and listened for a while. Just as she was about to step over, she heard a shout from behind her.

"Master Shen?"

Shen Zheng turned around and nodded, "Mr. Chang."

There was a dispute in the hall, so it was not surprising that Chang Yueer came over.

After all, he is now the vice president of the Ring Society, just like Nanny Qiong who came out of the palace.

"Greetings, Lord Shen." Chang Yue'er bowed his head and said, "The people in the hall started a dispute. It was my fault for not managing the place well. I hope you will forgive me."

Shen Zheng shook her head and walked over with him. "We've just started accepting the people, and everything is still under development. Disputes are understandable. Since there are problems, we should find a way to solve them."

The clerks and clerks nearby made way for them and whispered to each other.

"Is that Mr. Shen? Vice President Chang is here too."

"It really is Lord Shen. When did she come? How come we didn't notice her?"

"Lao Luo and Lao Kong will be punished now. They were caught arguing by Lord Shen... It's really bad luck."

"Everyone, go back to your own work!" the hall steward shouted sternly, "You're enjoying watching your family quarrel. Do you really think this hall is a stage for a play? It would be embarrassing if it were seen by the people! Everyone, go back and sit down!"

The hall suddenly became quiet, but everyone's eyes fell on Shen Zheng at the same time.

Shen Zheng walked to the long table, bent down and picked up a registration form from the ground. There were only a few words written on it: "Zhang Family, Luzhou Prefecture", and the ink was not yet dry.

"Is this the dispute you had with Zhang?" she asked.

The two people who had been arguing earlier stood up, elbowing each other, neither daring to speak first.

"Speak." Chang Yue'er whispered.

"Yes, yes..." The clerk in the association showed nervousness. "In reply to Lord Shen, my surname is Luo, and I am a clerk in the association. I am responsible for compiling the information of refugees and registering it, and then submitting it to the Ministry of Revenue for filing."

"This morning, Zhang brought her daughter to register, but I don't know what she experienced while she was exiled. She can't remember anything except that she's from Luzhou. Whenever I ask her about it, she looks distressed, as if she's having a headache. It's really scary..."

As he spoke, he secretly looked up to gauge Shen Zheng's expression.

Seeing that she looked calm, he continued, "I had no choice but to ask her child a few questions, but the child was so young and couldn't remember much. He just kept crying out for hunger. I couldn't bear it, so I helped them fill out the registration book and entered them into the association's 'Refugee Book'."

Shen Zheng nodded and lowered her eyes.

Zhang is most likely suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder.

After a moment, he looked up and asked the clerk in the Ministry of Revenue, "What about you?"

The clerk looked at the registration form in her hand and said seriously, "Sir Shen, my name is Kong, and I am an official sent by the Ministry of Revenue. Before becoming an official, I worked in the local government for quite a while."

"People like Zhang are not uncommon in local government offices. Most of them are criminals or merchants evading taxes. Some of them will hide their identities and live in fear for their lives. Others, after being sentenced by the court, become dissatisfied and try to sneak into the charity granaries, stealing grain and causing unrest in the local area."

Luo Wenshu didn't expect that Kong Liyuan would still say the same thing to Shen Zheng, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"How could a mother and daughter, who are so weak as to be unable to even lift a finger, do such a thing as stealing food? You are just paranoid and leaving them no chance of survival!"

Clerk Kong pursed his lips, did not argue with him, but looked at Shen Zheng.

"Sir Shen, the relief center is indeed a place for good deeds, but I believe that we should not be blindly kind, lest we turn the relief center into a place of filth and corruption."

Both of their arguments make sense, it’s just a matter of rationality and sensibility.

After Shen Zheng pondered for a moment, he asked Chang Yue'er, "How does Vice President Chang think we should handle this matter?"

"Down here..."

After the relief center had been open for a few days, Chang Yue'er had seen many suffering people, and his heart inevitably leaned more towards Luo Wenshu.

"While Mr. Kong's concerns are not without reason, I believe we should not throw the baby out with the bathwater."

If we really ignore the mother and daughter, wouldn't that go against the purpose of the Ring Society?