Mr. Miao sent people to play gongs and drums there, and all the refugees knew about it. If they chose to settle in Guanshan County, the county government would help reissue their household registration.

"The county magistrate is dead, who will take care of it for us?" a refugee asked.

"They are beating the gongs and drums to announce that there must be a way. The county magistrate dares to kill, so what else can't they dare to do? Who cares, as long as they dare to do it, I dare to settle down. I don't want to flee anymore."

The latter sentence touched everyone's heart. When they heard that they had household registration, the refugees were all excited and swarmed to the gate of the county government hall.

In the main hall, brothers Wang Chao Ming and others from their village were waiting here, chatting in low voices, with happy smiles on everyone's faces. Seeing Qingyun Duzhu Bo come in, he looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Coming, wait a minute!"

Qingyun first waved to Wang Chaoming, and then followed Du Zhubo to the high hall. There was a map of Guanshan on the table. Du Zhubo opened the map and spread it out on the table.

Qingyun looked over and saw that the map was very simple and rough, with triangles and lines. The triangles should be the mountains, and the lines should be the roads?

There is no specific village location or route marked, so it is impossible to tell which village is which, and which place is good or bad.

"Du Zhubo, you know the situation in Guanshan County better than I do. Which villages are suitable for resettling them?" Qingyun glanced at it and looked away. He couldn't understand it anyway.

"The land in the village is limited, and the villagers are not rich. The whole family only has that land, and it is not enough. These people arranged to divide some of the villagers' land, but the villagers would not agree." Du Zhubo said.

No need to look at the map, the situation of each village in Guanshan County is all in his mind. No need to ask, this idea will not work, the locals are very xenophobic. Dividing land touches the fundamental interests of the villagers, and they will not agree to it even to death.

Wang Chao Ming and the others looked eagerly at the two people in the high hall. They were talking in low voices. Wang Chao Ming below could not hear them and could only guess what they meant by their expressions.

Unfortunately, neither of them had any expression on their faces.

Qingyun was silent and looked at him sideways. Lord Du's expression showed that there was nothing he could do about it, which made Qingyun's teeth sour. He turned his eyes to the map and pondered over it. He looked up at the refugees outside the lobby and felt a headache.

How flippant!

She shouldn't be so big-hearted, she just thinks simple. She used her fists, but now she has to use her brain. Isn't it embarrassing for her!

From now on, she must be cautious and say nothing without understanding the situation. Otherwise, she will dig a hole to bury herself.

Now that I have said it, I must make arrangements. For the sake of the Shangguan family, I have to tighten my belt and do it. My eyes fell on the top of the mountain, and with a flash of inspiration, I pointed to the place below the top of the mountain and said:

"Do you think this will work? We won't arrange to go to the villages. Is there any relatively remote or deserted place in Guanshan County that the local people don't want to go to? We will arrange for the refugees to go there."

Du Zhubo looked at Qingyun, thought for a while and said: "It's true. The place is mostly sand and gravel, and there is not much land. They settled there and had a hard time."

Qingyun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What's the worst that can be worse than escaping? There's nothing to escape from, no water, no food, no medicine, and there are bandits blocking the road, chasing and robbing, but I'm still alive today.

You can survive if you have mountains and water. If you don't have land, let them clear up wasteland by themselves, and whatever land is cleared is theirs. They don't have to build their own houses, and they can cut down a lot of trees on the mountains by themselves."

She is not the father and mother of the refugees, and has to take care of them in everything. Without her, how many refugees could survive if they conquered the city?

"It's a way," Du Zhubo thought about it and thought it was feasible. "It doesn't occupy the villagers' land. There is no problem. There is no conflict of interest for everyone."

"Hey, that's the right thing to think about. That's it. When you divide the villages, it's best to group them together. People in the same village are more united and can open up wasteland or build houses, so they have the manpower.

A single tree can't do anything."

Qingyun gave him a tasteful look, patted Master Du on the shoulder, and prepared to escape. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the refugee issue was finally resolved, and people with the surname Du are not easy to fool!

Since the siege of the city, every bullshit thing has been blamed on her. The amount of brain work she has spent in the past few days is equivalent to her previous twenty years.

"Wait a moment!"

Qingyun was about to step out of the lobby door when Du Zhubo's words came from behind. Qingyun's face was a little ferocious, he gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes, then turned around and looked at him calmly.

"Is there anything else?" His tone became impatient, and he stood still and refused to go.

When she refused, Du Zhubo came over.

"They have no problem settling down, but what do they eat during these days? Land reclamation is not a matter of one or two days, and building a house is also not a matter of one or two days."

After Du Zhubo finished speaking his question, he looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to make up his mind.

He didn't conquer the city? He didn't let the refugees in? It wasn't him who asked for the settlement of the refugees, so why should he be allowed to clean up people's ass?

If you have the ability to cause trouble, solve it yourself!

Qingyun looked at him with bitter teeth, and the two of them glared at each other. In the end, Qingyun was defeated. Both of them are masters. Do you believe they can beat him to death?

"Doesn't the county government have a granary? Why did the imperial court set up a granary? Isn't it just to deal with natural and man-made disasters? Use it to deal with refugees urgently first. They are all my subjects of the Dayong Dynasty.

If you are worried, next time there is a drought in Guanshan, you can also bring grain from other counties."

He said this as if he wished there would be a severe drought in Guanshan County. Lord Du had a long face and looked very ugly.

Qingyun was heartless and did not realize that he had said something wrong. He continued: "Every family is divided into ten catties of grain, half coarse grain and half fine grain. They decide how to eat it. The silver found in the basement is divided into ten taels per family.

Let them figure out the rest.

Things are dead, people are alive, and living people can still suffocate themselves to death. You can always find work in the county town and docks. Wherever food is needed in your county town, let the refugees do it and give them some food.

For a few pennies, they were more than happy to do it."

When Qingyun said this, her eyebrows were raised with a fierce expression, as if he was going to start chirping again, and she would hit him.

Master Du's face finally improved a lot, and he squinted at the young man. He thought that the young man wanted to keep the money in the basement for himself, but who knows how willing he was to share it!

Okay! He underestimated the young man.

"Just do as you say, and..."

Before Master Du finished his words, Qingyun turned around and walked away, walking as fast as the wind, with air-conditioning exuding all over his body, as if he didn't want to mess with me.

"... I will take care of the seed matter." Du Zhubo said the unfinished words while watching the young man leave. After finishing speaking, he smiled to himself.
Chapter completed!