After our homes were confiscated and we were exiled, the women in my clan and I raised a million sol

After Zhang Liang announced the seven-day porridge distribution, he left the platform, and Liu Yu, Zhong Tian and others quickly found him.

With satisfied smiles on their faces, they all bowed to Zhang Liang and congratulated him, "Congratulations, Young Master! The plan is almost complete now, and we'll be successful soon."

Zhang Liang smiled slightly upon hearing their congratulations, waved his hand, and said, "This is all thanks to your help!"

Liu Yu stepped forward and whispered to Zhang Liang, "Master, I've just sent someone to deliver a letter to the higher-ups."

"Since Ning Gucheng and his officials dared to use those barbarians to plunder their wealth, I can use this as an excuse now. I'll say that Ning Gucheng was invaded by barbarians, and all the officials bravely resisted, and in the end, they all died."

When Zhang Liang heard this, he smiled and nodded, indicating that he agreed with Liu Yu's statement.

At this time, in another place in Ninggu City, Liu Yu, a yamen runner, rode a horse and rushed into a city in a dusty state.

He walked through the bustling crowd and headed straight for an official residence.

The horse neighed and stopped in front of the gate of the official residence. The man quickly dismounted and hurried into the yamen.

Then the man came in front of an official, who was Ma Bao, the puppet who was promoted after the four aristocratic families squeezed Song Wen out.

Seeing the yamen runner, Ma Bao frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Sir! It's Ning Gucheng! Something happened to Ning Gucheng!"

As he spoke, the yamen runner placed a letter in front of him.

Hearing his words, Ma Bao immediately picked up the letter and started reading.

After reading all the content, Ma Bao widened his eyes and said, "Is this true or false?"

"it is true!"

The bailiff nodded, and then described how miserable the deeds of those officials were, as if they were real.

After hearing what the yamen runner said, Ma Bao stood up and said to him, "Okay, I understand this matter. I will handle it. You can go down first."

The bailiff nodded and immediately retreated.

After the bailiff left, Ma Bao immediately stood up and found the four patriarchs of the Huang family.

"Master Ma, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Chen Chang, the head of the Chen family, sat on a stool with a cup of tea in his hand, looking at Ma Bao standing in front of him with a joking look.

Ma Bao smiled flatteringly, then respectfully bowed to Huang Silang and the other three.

"I am able to reach my current status because several family heads think highly of me. Without you, how could I be the governor now?"

As a puppet, Ma Bao knows what to do and what not to do.

We must not be like Song Wen, who has now been demoted to some remote place and no one knows where he has been.

"Okay, our time is precious, so let's cut the crap!"

Liang Xiujie waved his hand, his face showing a slightly impatient expression.

"Yes!"

Ma Bao nodded, and then immediately told him the contents of the letter.

After he finished speaking, the expressions of the four family heads immediately became serious.

Noticing the expressions on their faces, Ma Bao said cautiously: "Family heads, the letter also mentioned that the Ninggucheng Liu family recommended those candidates for vacant official positions. You see..."

Liang Xiujie and others closed their eyes and tapped the table lightly with their fingers.

Yang Jin then said, "I remember that the Liu family seemed to be the largest family in Ninggu City, and they have a pretty good relationship with us. Anyway, Ninggu City, that poor and remote place, is not that important. Since the Liu family wants it, let's give it to them."

"What do you think, Patriarchs?"

Hearing his words, the other three family heads nodded.

Seeing that they all reached an agreement, Ma Bao didn't say anything more and just carried it out.

So after saying goodbye, he left and prepared to reply to the yamen runner who came from Ninggucheng.

The next morning, at first light, Zhang Liang ordered his men to set up several large pots at the gate of Ninggu City. Wisps of smoke rose from the stove, and the aroma of porridge filled the air, attracting the attention of many refugees.

Surprisingly, these hungry refugees arrived earlier than the people arranged by Zhang Liang, and spontaneously lined up in a long queue in an orderly manner, showing rare self-awareness and patience.

Zhang Liang originally planned to let Yan Sheng lead the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to maintain order at the scene just in case, but now it seems that this move is redundant.

However, not long after the porridge distribution started, the peace was broken by a group of people who suddenly arrived.

This group of people were arrogant and cut in line directly to the front, rudely pushing away the refugees who were queuing, causing an uproar.

"What are you doing? Don't you know you have to queue?"

A refugee with sunken eyes from hunger asked angrily, his voice full of confusion and protest.

Faced with the questioning, the queue-jumpers, far from showing any signs of shame, erupted in laughter as if they had just heard a ridiculous joke. The laughter was piercing, filled with contempt and defiance for the rules.

One of them even responded arrogantly: "I just don't want to queue, what can you do to me?"

The refugees around watched this scene. Although they were angry, they were intimidated by the other party's strong physique and did not dare to lash out easily.

Faced with such a huge disparity in power, they could only swallow their anger helplessly and silently retreat to the end of the team.

After the refugees were driven away, the people who cut in line staggered to the soup stall.

Although they were dressed in rags and looked like real refugees, their behavior revealed a strange feeling that made people feel a little out of place.

The servants who were distributing porridge couldn't help but frown when they saw these people.

Although they tried their best to remain polite and patient, they couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied when faced with these unruly people.

However, in order to maintain order at the scene, they suppressed their emotions and continued to work.

"What's wrong with you? You're so slow. Do you really want to give us porridge? Are you kidding us?"

One of them urged impatiently, with obvious doubt and dissatisfaction in his tone.

Although the servants were unhappy when they heard this, they still quickened their hands and served them a full bowl of porridge.

However, when those people got the porridge and took a sip, they all frowned.

One of them even said "Pah" with a look of disgust, "What kind of porridge is this? Why is it so unpalatable? Forget it, it's free anyway, it would be a waste not to drink it."

After saying this, they no longer paid attention to the servants' reactions and turned to leave the porridge stall.

The servants shook their heads helplessly and continued to make porridge for the people behind them.

As time went by, more and more "special" people gathered at the gate of Ninggu City.

They looked ragged, but their behavior was unusual, in stark contrast to real refugees.

The appearance of these people not only led to a sharp increase in the consumption of rice, but also prevented many refugees who were in real need of food from getting porridge.

The servants began to realize the seriousness of the problem.

They found that every time they distributed porridge, a group of people who did not appear to be real refugees would come and ask for porridge.

If the servants didn't give them money, they would make a big fuss and even threaten to cause trouble.

This resulted in many refugees who really needed food being unable to get porridge, while those pretending to be refugees received handouts that did not belong to them.

So they immediately went to find Zhang Liang and planned to report the matter to him.

After finding Zhang Liang, the servants described in detail what had happened in the past few days.

After hearing this, Zhang Liang frowned and asked, "You said that many refugees didn't even get to eat our porridge, right?"

The servants nodded and replied seriously, "That's right, Master. More and more refugees are reporting that they haven't been able to eat our porridge at all, and the reason is precisely because those pretending to be refugees always come to ask for porridge."

"And if we don't give them the porridge, they will create trouble and drive away the people who come to drink the porridge."

Zhang Liang frowned after hearing the report from the servants.

He realized the seriousness of this problem. If it was not resolved in time, it would not only cause great losses to himself, but it was also very likely that his actions to win back the hearts of the people would have the opposite effect.