Liu Zhe sat in his seat, with opera convenings on both sides of the hall, Tibetan Ring, Guan Yu, Dian Wei, Zangba, Guan Hai and others. This was the first time that Liu Zhe had called so many people to have a meeting.

"Old Xi, tell me, what are the problems with the refugees now?" Liu Zhe told the audience, asking him to introduce the situation of the refugees. Today's meeting was mainly about the refugees outside Zhuangzi.

"Yes, lord." The convener of the play stood up and said slowly: "Since the lord ordered the tent to be opened last month to serve porridge, more and more refugees and beggars have flocked to our Xiaoxingzhuang, and the number of people has exceeded 10,000."

The words of the show meeting made everyone's faces solemn. Ten thousand people, so many people gathered together, made everyone feel a sense of pressure.

"In terms of food, because of the lord's foresight, the caravan was transported back a lot, and the food paid by the tenants some time ago by the Zhuangzi, so there is no need to worry about the food in a short time." The show convener continued: "The most important thing now is the public security issues of the refugees."

Once there are too many people, everything will happen. Most of the refugees are ordinary people, obedient, but a small number of people have bad personalities and corrupt character. They are like rat shit in a pot of porridge. They are destroyers of order, stealing, robbing, fighting, and forming gangs, and they make the refugees gathering place chaotic.

Liu Zhe turned his gaze to Guan Yu, who is now the main person in charge of refugee public security, and Zangba is his deputy.

Seeing Liu Zhe looking at him, Guan Yu stood up and reported: "Lord, this is mainly due to insufficient manpower. According to the security team's reaction, they have too few people to protect them all."

Liu Zhe nodded. The security team recruited people from refugees, with only more than 300 people. The refugee camp is so large, with more than 300 people plus Guan Yu and others, and it is normal for insufficient staff.

"Then expand the security team." Liu Zhe thought for a while and said to Guan Yu: "You are responsible for checking, and don't let those who have corrupt character sneak in."

"Here." Guan Yu and the others stood up to take the order.

"You have worked hard for public security during this period. Dian Wei and Guan Hai, you can also help." Liu Zhe named, especially Guan Hai, who was thinking about practicing martial arts all day long, and he didn't want to care about the outside world.

"Here." After being named by Liu Zhe, Guan Hai had to obey.

"Today I'm looking for you, the most important thing is to discuss. What should we do with the refugees?" Liu Zhe said the main purpose of the meeting.

More than 10,000 people were waiting for Liu Zhe’s relief. The food he received was only enough to fill his stomach every day. Even so, the daily expenses were huge.

Liu Zhe saw the expenditure data every day, and his care was extremely painful. But it was impossible not to help them. Neither morality nor Liu Zhe's conscience allowed Liu Zhe to stop the relief to the refugees.

But Liu Zhe only had expenses but no income, and Liu Zhe was unwilling to do so, so he summoned everyone to let everyone gather their ideas and come up with a good idea.

As soon as Liu Zhe said this, except for the drama meeting Zangjie and Guan Yu Zangba, the others were all confused. Seeing this, Liu Zhe gave up on the brainless faction led by Dian Wei, and turned to the drama meeting and the drama meeting.

"Lord, why not incorporate them all?" Zangba was the first to speak out and said, "Since they are all here, why not incorporate them all. The old and the young can let them farm, and the young and middle-aged can join the guards. Oh, by the way, you can also join the caravan as a guard."

The words of the Tibetan Ba ​​made Liu Zhe look dark. He wanted so many people too! But now he can't afford to support so many!

"Are you here to raise them?" Liu Zhe suddenly asked, which interrupted the endless talk of Tibetan tyrants.

Tibetan Jie looked at his son with a look of regret. He didn't speak through his brain and decided in his heart that he had to practice him well when he went back.

Liu Zhe ignored the Tibetan throne. He looked at the theater. At this time, Liu Zhe only hoped that the theater would give some reliable ideas.

The theater meeting saw Liu Zhe looking at him, thinking for a while, he stood up and accused him and said, "Lord, I can't think of any good idea."

Liu Zhe waved his hand and looked at the others. Everyone else was also far away, and there was no good way.

Liu Zhe had no choice but to give up. At this time, he really envied the military advisers and counselors I saw on TV before. He could come up with countless tricks by shaking his head and pinching his fingers. The problems in front of him were solved easily.

Alas, I don’t know where Zhuge Liang is in this era? Liu Zhe sighed in his heart, Zhuge Liang can’t do it, maybe you give me Zhou Yu.

"Forget it, let's go out." Seeing that there was no discussion on what good idea, Liu Zhe let everyone leave and let them go all out.

I could only walk. Looking at everyone leaving, Liu Zhe said to himself mentally that it is not that easy to be a boss.

Liu Zhe was worried, but he didn't know that danger was approaching in the darkness.

"Master of the canal, Xiaoxingzhuang is right in front of you." The sky was still snowing at night, and the moonlight looked very bright under the white snowflakes. Under the night sky, a large group of people approached Xiaoxingzhuang.

"kill……"

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Chapter completed!