After separating from my mother-in-law, I raised my children, built a house, and filled the granary

"So, this is the data from a few days ago?" Lin Chengfeng seemed not to see the expressions of the two people in front of him, and stubbornly wanted to get an answer.

"Sir, the rainstorm has only shown signs of abating today, so the guards can't..."

"This happened a few days ago?" Lin Chengfeng interrupted the county magistrate.

"This... this is the data reported seven days ago. At that time..." The county magistrate wanted to explain.

"Where have the affected people been relocated? Are there regular porridge distributions? How are the injured and dead treated? Are there doctors?"

Lin Chengfeng didn't want to listen to the high-sounding and meaningless words at all, and stared at the two people in front of him with sharp eyes.

“Sir, the affected people have been relocated to higher ground, and arrangements have been made to distribute porridge regularly.

As for doctors, we have very few of them to begin with, and some were swept away, leaving us no time to organize them."

"County Magistrate Guo, have you visited the resettlement site for the people?" Lin Chengfeng stared at Guo Yuanchen's fat face and asked coldly.

Guo Yuanchen was so aggressively questioned by Lin Chengfeng that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had originally prepared a welcoming banquet, but Lin Chengfeng came to inquire about the situation of the disaster victims as soon as he arrived in Luzhou.

Guo Yuanchen was transferred to Luzhou from other states and also received officials from Beijing.

Whether they were there to provide disaster relief or conduct inspections, they were all served attentively by him.

It's either fine wine or beautiful women, and before leaving, they will give gold and silver. There is no official in the capital who refuses this.

It was by relying on this flattering trick, coupled with his willingness to give gold and silver, that he was able to thrive in the officialdom.

Who cares whether the people suffer from the disaster? Anyway, the lives of the people are as worthless as grass. If these people die, new people will come.

Just like the grass that cannot be burned by wildfire, it will grow again with the spring breeze.

If you die, you will die.

Guo Yuanchen also wanted to falsely report the disaster situation and ask the court for more money for post-disaster reconstruction.

He also knew that the silver allocated from the capital would not go into his pocket, he was just a transit station for these silvers.

You can only keep a little for yourself, and the rest has to be given to those above you.

Although I can't make much, it's still a good idea to use the money from the court to open up channels for myself.

He also wanted to take advantage of this disaster to go to the capital and get a job as an official there.

Although local officials have more freedom, they are still one level lower than the officials in the capital who serve the emperor.

If you want to achieve something, you have to become an official in Beijing.

There is no need to dirty your hands, the local officials will take care of you.

But this Lord Lin right now seems to be unyielding.

He was a little unsure of what Lord Lin meant. "Lord Lin, the heavy rain has just stopped a little in the past few days. I was planning to go take a look."

"Then go now, I'll go with you."

Lin Chengfeng stood up and walked out the door.

Leaving behind the confused magistrate and the county magistrate.

The two looked at each other and followed Lin Chengfeng to the resettlement site.

When we arrived at the so-called resettlement site, the ground was muddy and the victims didn't even have a roof over their heads.

Not to mention porridge, there isn't even a pot.

The people's faces were numb.

Guo Yuanchen pinched his nose, carefully avoided the mud, and didn't even look at the victims.

I wish I could stay away from you.

Lin Chengfeng, who was always aloof, couldn't help but frown when he saw the tragic scene in front of him.

This is not a resettlement site, it is worse than a pigsty.

Lin Chengfeng looked at the hundreds of innocent victims in front of him, and his heart sank.

He wished he could throw Guo Yuanchen into jail.

Even if the granary is empty, there is still some old grain to provide porridge to the victims.

"Master Guo, I see that the government office in Luzhou is quite spacious. Let's use it as a temporary shelter for the disaster victims."

Lin Chengfeng did not discuss with Guo Yuanchen, but informed him.

When we arrived at the Luzhou government office, the Luzhou granaries and grain stores were also close by.

It can also organize non-disaster-affected people to help those affected by the disaster.

First help the victims get through it, then investigate the disaster situation in various places and the reconstruction plan.

When Guo Yuanchen heard that the government office was going to be vacated as a resettlement site for disaster victims, he was incredulous. "Master Lin, that's the government office, it's the government's place!"

"Then do you think there's a more suitable place? Lord Guo, if it were you, would you rather be settled in this muddy place or at the government office?"

Lin Chengfeng looked at Guo Yuanchen and said, "Don't forget, you are the father and mother official of Luzhou. Is this how your parents treat you?"

Guo Yuanchen was speechless and his face turned purple.

"Cheng Feng? Is that you?" An old man dressed in rags, his original skin color visible, spoke in a hoarse voice.

Following the old man's voice, everyone around him gathered around.

Surrounding Lin Chengfeng were old people, women, and children.

"It's really Afeng!"

Lin Chengfeng stopped and recognized that the old man was the head of Ping'an Village, and the people surrounding him were all villagers of Ping'an Village.

Lin Yuanzhong, Lin's father; Huang Xiuxia, Lin's mother; Jiang Xiaofang; Lin Chenghai; the village head's son...

There are familiar faces, but I can’t recognize their original appearance.

Seeing that Lin Chengfeng's clansmen were among the victims, Guo Yuanchen stepped forward and said, "Sir Lin, after some consideration, I think the government office is the most suitable place for resettlement.

I have just ordered the county magistrate to clean up the government office and have also had a cauldron set up."

Guo Yuanchen felt relieved when he saw that Lin Chengfeng's face was no longer as dark as before.

"My fellow villagers, I am Guo Yuanchen, the magistrate of Luzhou. I have not done enough and the people have suffered.

Now the court has sent Lord Lin to us, and brought disaster relief grain from the court.

Mr. Lin's arrival has brought hope to us in Luzhou. Look, the rain has stopped as if they knew Mr. Lin was coming."

Guo Yuanchen's passionate words caused a stir among the originally numb crowd.

"Everyone line up and go to the government office now. There is porridge at the entrance."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir." When everyone heard that they could survive, their numb hearts finally felt a little bit of vitality.

They all knelt in the mud and kowtowed.

Lin Chengfeng looked at the man in front of him who was so thin that he could not recognize his original appearance, and he couldn't help feeling sad, "Uncle Village Chief, it's me.

You take everyone to the government office and settle down first, I will come find you later."

When the villagers of Ping'an Village saw Lin Chengfeng, a wave of hope ignited in their hearts.

With Lin Chengfeng, at least they can survive.

Lin Chengyan supported the village head and led the villagers to the yamen.

Guo Yuanchen stared at their backs and gained a new understanding.

Almost all officials like gold, silver, beautiful women and delicious food, but there are also some like Lin Chengfeng who like fame.

Guo Yuanchen will give you whatever you want.

Anyway, a good reputation is built with money.

The worst that could happen is that the gold and silver presented as a gift to Lin Chengfeng would be used on the people to earn a good reputation for Lin Chengfeng.

Besides, Lin Chengfeng has a good reputation, so doesn’t he, the official of Luzhou, also have a good reputation?

This not only pleased Lin Chengfeng, but also earned him fame.

Isn’t this much more cost-effective than simply giving gold and silver?