Some of these people also have expectations.

The prince who was waiting to come gave them grain and divided the fields as rumored.

But most people who are accustomed to oppression and exploitation have long been numb.

able to come.

The county magistrate said it would be good to come.

They just came to join in the fun.

"Welcome to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The magistrate of Yang County shouted exaggeratedly.

From front to back, everyone fell to their knees one after another.

"Everyone, please stand up."

Zhang Junlin jumped off the horse.

He took the lead and walked towards an old woman with gray hair and a baby tied to her back.

It was very difficult for the old woman to even kneel down.

Let alone stand up.

Zhang Junlin personally walked into the crowd and helped the old woman up.

The old woman was flattered and quickly refused with a trembling voice.

"Your Highness, the old woman will do it by herself. The old woman's hands are dirty, so don't dirty your nobleman's hands."

The old woman's hands are not only dirty.

In addition to oil stains, there are many blood scabs and frostbite on it.

These are the hands of working people.

It is also the truest state of the people at the bottom of South Vietnam.

Before Zhang Junlin arrived in Yang County, he was still thinking about how to win over the people.

Now.

He saw the old woman's withered legs and the hungry baby crying.

With a wave of his right hand, he immediately gave the order.

"Put out food!"

Two simple words.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Especially the newly appointed Kang County Magistrate.

Long before His Highness came, he had received a handwritten letter from His Highness.

He said that he would take advantage of the influence of the grain convoy to announce a new decree on dividing the fields.

How now...

"Kang County Magistrate has set up ten refugee residences in the city. Food is provided every morning and evening. Each meal is three bowls of porridge for the strong men, and the children, women and children can reduce or increase the amount as needed."

"In the wasteland outside the city, a refugee shelter will be set up for every 10,000 acres. Once the wasteland is opened, there will be food and food."

"Please spread the news to all parts of Yang County. I have brought fifty thousand shi of food. If there is not enough food, go to Zhenzhou to bring it!"

boom!

The crowd suddenly exploded.

A strong man eats three bowls of porridge.

Two meals a day.

But the standard for disaster relief is just one bowl of porridge a day.

"Your Highness, the officers are short of manpower."

"No problem!"

Zhang Junlin shouted loudly to the people gathered here.

"You can eat first and then work, or you can work first and then eat. The wages will be calculated as usual. If you go up the mountain to cut the materials or requisition them yourself, I will also pay you a certain amount!"

Fuck the government decree.

When no one can survive.

Don't say he is a prince.

Even if the Dog Emperor comes.

Or the Jade Emperor comes to this world.

No one listens to his bullshit here.

People's livelihood, people's livelihood.

First, let the people survive.

That’s the kingly way!

Zhang Junlin issued a temporary order in one breath.

Everyone was silent for a moment.
Chapter completed!