Lu Qingshan said quickly: "There are only sixteen people here so far. It's mainly due to road problems. There may be a large number of officials on the way."
Zheng Ping, who had been silent, said: "We have a checkpoint in Xiazhou. I received a message from Fei Ge. Many officials are on their way. They will arrive one after another in two or three days."
Chen Qing nodded and said to Zhou Kuan: "For the officials who have arrived, the Department of Personnel Affairs can contact them. The Department of Personnel Affairs will be responsible for receiving subsequent officials. If there is insufficient manpower, the Chengdu Prefecture will provide assistance."
Zhou Kuan said quickly: "Your Highness, please rest assured, I will make arrangements for you!"
Chen Qing stayed in the VIP hotel. He couldn't sit still, so he took Zhao Yingluo to the street in a carriage.
Ever since Chen Qing's private visit in disguise was in danger in Yuchi County, the Internal Affairs Bureau has imposed strict regulations on his travel. It's not that he is not allowed to go on a private visit in disguise, but that he cannot go on a private visit in disguise without permission. The internal guards must make arrangements first before he can
Go out.
Moreover, the number of accompanying soldiers cannot be less than twenty.
The place Chen Qing went to was Jinguan Street Dazi. This is the largest Wazi in Chengdu. It has all kinds of food, drinks and entertainment. There are dense shops on both sides of the door. If he wants to visit privately incognito, Chen Qing usually chooses Wazi because
Wazi is closest to people's livelihood, and the living conditions of the lowest level people can be seen in Wazi.
"pull over!"
Chen Qing shouted, and the carriage slowly stopped on the roadside.
Not far away is a small Changping store with a distinctive red roof logo that can be seen from afar.
Chen Qing did not get out of the car. He sat in the carriage and observed the details of Changping House. There were two long queues outside Changping House. There were at least two to three hundred people, most of them were old people. Many of them were walking staggeringly and holding pockets in their hands.
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There are not so many people in the Changpingwu in Jingzhao City, usually only three or four people. The populations of Chengdu and Jingzhao are about the same, and the number of Changpingwu invested is also about the same. Why are there such big gaps in the queues?
Moreover, this ordinary house is not in a residential area. There are relatively high-end commercial shops nearby. Why are there so many old people lining up here? Is there a charity nearby?
Chen Qing still felt something was wrong. If it was a charity home, it should be delivered to the door. The elderly should not be allowed to carry heavy bags of rice back. Moreover, the elderly people in the charity home should all wear the same clothes, but these elderly people wear different clothes.
They are completely different, and they don't speak to each other, as if they don't know each other.
These are the details. From these details, Chen Qing felt something was wrong.
Chen Qing beckoned a soldier to come up and gave them a few instructions. The soldier went to inquire. The inquiry was very simple. Just ask a few old people and ask about the situation.
After a while, the soldier came back and reported with clasped fists: "Your Majesty, the first day of every month is Respect for the Aged Day. Starting from the afternoon, the Changping House is only open to the elderly. Elderly people over sixty years old can receive a dou for free.
Noodles and half a pound of coarse salt. There are seven points in total specially for the elderly. I saw each of them take a wooden sign, which seemed to be an April card. After receiving it, the April card was taken away on the spot and replaced with a May card.
They said it was a card issued by the government.
Chen Qing nodded happily. Chengdu Prefecture has done a good job in this regard and it is worth learning from Jingzhao Prefecture, but some details still need to be improved.
The carriage started again and drove towards Dawazi a mile away.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Dawazi. Chen Qing got off the carriage first, then slowly took Zhao Yingluo's hand and came down.
Both of them are wearing ordinary people's clothes, but they are still too different. Chen Qing has a tall and straight figure, and has a murderous look without anger, while Zhao Yingluo's face is as beautiful as the country. Although she can't see her face with a curtain, she
The plump yet slender tall figure attracts the attention of countless people like a swan.
Zhao Yingluo held Chen Qing's hand and walked slowly. From the moment she entered the gate, within a few hundred steps there were densely packed snack shops. It was still some time before dinner, and most of the shops had few customers. Chen Qing suddenly
I found that the people eating in various shops seemed to be internal security soldiers.
"Husband, let's try this restaurant!"
Zhao Yingluo suddenly became interested in a shop next to her. Chen Qing looked at the signboard, which said Wangji Soup Cake Shop, a very common name. Looking at the store owner, it turned out to be an old couple with gray hair.
Chen Qing understood immediately and said with a smile: "Okay! Just his house."
Chen Qing took Zhao Yingluo's hand into the shop and sat down. The kind-hearted old lady brought water to them and praised: "What a fairy-like couple! What do you two want to eat?"
The words 'fairy-like couple' made Zhao Yingluo elated, she smiled sweetly and said: "Let's use your specialty soup cake!"
"Okay! Old man, here are two bowls of red oil shredded pork soup cakes."
At this time, more than 20 strong men walked in from outside and filled the small shop. They were all Chen Qing's personal soldiers. They had taken over the shop.
The two old men were stunned and a little at a loss. Chen Qing smiled and said: "Staff, I will pay their bills. Do you have any steamed buns here?"
"No, but there is one next door. I'll buy it. How much do you want, sir?"
"There are twenty people here. You can just buy sixty big buns and give each of them a bowl of hot noodle soup."
"I know, I'll buy it."
Chen Qing stopped him and said, "Old man, please continue to cook us two bowls of soup cakes. Wang Hou and Zhang Tuan, you two go buy them."
Wang Hou and Zhang Tuan went there with a few of their men. They were a little disappointed. So many customers came into the store, but they only drank noodle soup. How could they charge money?
But they still cooked soup cakes for Chen Qing and Zhao Yingluo, and after a while, the old man personally served them to them.
Chen Qingxiao asked: "I passed by Changpingwu just now and saw many old people queuing up to receive grain and coarse salt. Why don't you go and get it? You must be over sixty years old!"
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "We are all over sixty, but we are not registered locally. We came from Guozhou to accompany our son."
"Where is your son?"
The old man pointed to the ground and said sadly: "He was buried in Chengdu. He was killed in the battle with the Jin soldiers in the second year of Shaoxing."
Chen Qing suddenly choked on his nose and said after a while: "Didn't his body or ashes go back to his hometown?"
"He fought at Dashan Pass. There were too many killed in the battle. It was hard to tell them apart, so they were burned together and transported back to Chengdu to be buried together."
Chen Qing asked again: "You should have pensions, right? Do you only have one son?"
"The pension was 20 guan, which was all used up to treat the eldest son's illness. The eldest son died of illness the year before last. We sold our ancestral land and buried him, and then came to Chengdu to make a living and accompany our younger son."
"How much is the monthly rent for this small shop? Is the money earned enough to live on?"
"The rent is three guan, and there are less than 2 guan left, which is enough for us two old people. Our health is getting worse and worse, and we probably won't be able to do it for much longer. Hey! Just live one day at a time!"
Chen Qing couldn't eat any more, and he said after a while: "The pension is too low. The Western Army stipulates that the pension is thirty guan, and the Jin soldiers killed in battle are double the pension. You can still receive another 40 guan."
The two old men were overjoyed, "Really? No one told us!"
"The Western Army later reissued it. The county government has a list and can be checked. Then on the Respect for the Aged Day on the first day of every month, the elderly from other places can also receive it. This is also a new rule. Tomorrow I will ask my subordinates to take you to the county government to complete the procedures.
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"Great! Is the young master also an official?"
Chen Qing shook his head and smiled: "I am a general of the Western Army. I know these rules and I can also help you!"
The two old men knelt down in front of Chen Qing. Chen Qing was startled, "What are you doing? Get up quickly."
The two old men said with tears in their eyes: "Thanks to the general for your help. With these forty dollars, we can survive."
Chen Qing sighed, "Maybe your son is still my subordinate, so he should help you, okay! Tomorrow morning, my subordinate will take you to the county government office, Wang Hou!"
"The humble position is here!"
"Tomorrow morning you take the two old people to the county government office to complete the procedures."
"Follow the order!"
Chen Qing glanced at Zhao Yingluo and saw that her eyes were red, and she had obviously shed tears just now.
"let's go!"
Zhao Yingluo nodded and stood up. Chen Qing took an ingot of ten taels of silver and put it on the table and said with a smile: "No need to look for it. I will rent a house for you with the rest!"
The old man had some knowledge and recognized the money on the table. He was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly, "How can this be done? Two bowls of noodles only cost twenty cents. How can we charge you money?"
"Wang Hou, you handle it here, let's go!"
Chen Qing and Zhao Yingluo left the shop under the escort of a large group of soldiers.