There were many people lying around, all of them injured during the fight, and they were all wailing.
The people who distribute food are crying and asking Liu Yuanqing to make the decision for them, and the refugees are also crying and asking Mr. Qingtian to make the decision for the refugees.
Liu Yuanqing was very angry now. He finally figured out what happened, and his anger suddenly increased: "Call Zhou Tianyu and the other bastards to me!"
He roared angrily, wishing that he could beat up the four kings of Zhou, Wu and Zheng.
I just received an award from His Majesty a few days ago. You four bastards are sincere, right?
How long did it take before you caused such a big mess for me!
Isn’t this a slap in my Liu Yuanqing’s face?
Soon Zhou Tianyu and Wang Haiquan, who also received the news, arrived and already understood what happened on the way.
The four of them had expected this, so there was no panic. Seeing them, Liu Yuanqing stepped forward angrily and asked in a loud voice: "Who told you to reduce food distribution!"
Everyone around him could hear his voice, so he deliberately raised his voice so that all the refugees could hear him.
It's not that I, Mr. Qingtian, have deducted your food. This matter has nothing to do with me.
Upon hearing the question, Wang Haiquan frowned and said, "Mr. Liu, I am waiting to save food until new food is delivered."
"Okay, it turns out you made the decision on your own! Have you discussed this matter with me?"
Liu Yuanqing shouted angrily: "What about saving food? I have said that we cannot starve the people! We will starve these refugees! You have turned a deaf ear to what I said, right?"
"good!"
Liu Yuanqing's words immediately attracted the cheers of countless refugees, who all clapped their hands and applauded.
At this moment, he did not forget to show off. He immediately turned around and said sadly to the group of refugees with bruises and swollen faces: "Everyone, I am not using people well. I didn't expect them to dare to do such a disobedient thing behind my back!"
"Please rest assured, as long as I am still here in Wenxuanfang, I will definitely keep you fed for a whole day!"
"Hurry up and give me food!"
Lord Qingtian!
Watching Liu Yuanqing's performance, the refugees were all moved. This is a good official who makes decisions for the people!
Zhou Tianyu and others were all furious to death. Watching Liu Yuanqing bend down to help up the refugees who fell to the ground, it was so unparalleled that the officials and the people were united, and the four of them felt sick.
"Put out food."
When Wang Haiquan saw this, he was too lazy to say anything. He called the workers from home, turned around and left after speaking.
Zhou Tianyu thought for a while and walked forward, his face no longer as flattering as before, but calm: "Mr. Liu."
"What are you doing! Didn't you hear what I just said? Hurry up and put out the food!" Liu Yuanqing said coldly.
If you delay me in winning over people's hearts, I'll kill you bastard!
Zhou Tianyu said calmly: "All the grain stored by our four families has been sent to Fangshi's warehouse, and the grain is there. Mr. Liu can just use it. How much is distributed every day is entirely up to you."
"The common people occasionally feel the wind and cold today. If they feel unwell, they won't spend much time with you."
Liu Yuanqing didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, go away, I know, nothing can be done well, I have to do it myself."
Zhou Tianyu walked back and saw Liu Yuanqing still winning over people's hearts, with a mocking smile on his lips.
Wu Yongnian on the side sighed: "This man, no matter how high he is praised, he will be miserable when he falls down."
"I'm an idiot. He'll start crying after a few days. Since it's none of our business, let's get out of here. Do you two know about soap?"
"Soap? I think I heard the tigress at home say it is a good thing?"
"My daughter said it is as good as soap locust but very useful."
"I remembered that last time I donated money to the Queen, she gave a piece of soap to my tigress. What does Boss Wu want with this soap?"
"If my daughter wants it, she says it's something that all the other ladies are using. Maybe it's a business opportunity."
The four of them walked away while talking, no longer planning to serve Liu Yuanqing any more.
Fang Chen has been spending these days in the soap factory, discussing with the workers how to improve the soap to make it more fragrant, and has no time to investigate the situation in Wenxuanfang.
Another five days passed.
Wenxuanfang.
"Why is there so little food today!" The refugee who received the food looked at the rice in the bowl.
At this time, the people who were distributing food also knew that Liu Yuanqing would not turn on them, and he did not dare to speak rudely. He said calmly: "This is the amount of food delivered here today."
"Give me another spoonful, who can eat this much!" the refugee shouted.
The person who distributed the food did not say anything and gave him another spoonful. The same was true for other places.
But if you eat an extra spoonful, others will eat less, and you may not even get to eat it. On this day, there is a food shortage problem at various relief points in Wenxuanfang.
For one day, the refugees could still endure it, but they felt that they were too late to receive food.
But after two days in a row, the refugees gradually realized that something was wrong. It usually took more than an hour just to receive food.
And now we will be out of food in less than half an hour!
"Fuck, these bastards must be stealing our food behind Mr. Liu's back again! Fuck them!"
Someone cursed angrily and started to fight. After all, they had a fight a few days ago, and they had rice every time.
But what the refugees don't know is that even if they beat people to death this time, there will be no food left.
Liu Yuanqing was sitting in the Military and Horse Department drinking tea, and the two agreed-upon times were coming in five days.
Now in Wenxuanfang, Mr. Liu is loved by everyone in the hearts of the refugees, and in the eyes of the common people, he is the Qingtian Master who saves the suffering.
It can be said that I am proud of the spring breeze.
Thinking about it, Liu Yuanqing couldn't help humming a tune complacently. At this moment, Zhang Kai, the commander of the Dongcheng Army and Horse Division, rushed in: "Oh no, Mr. Liu, something happened!"
"What happened? I'm so nervous." Liu Yuanqing rolled his eyes.
Zhang Kai was sweating profusely: "Mr. Liu, please go and take a look. Those refugees are fighting with others again."
"The fight started again. These bastards are really annoying!" Liu Yuanqing angrily slapped the table and stood up, rushing to the market.
After finally calming down the anger of the refugees, he called someone to ask the reason. He immediately became very angry and said angrily: "What's wrong with you? Didn't I say that I will distribute food to the refugees according to the previous food distribution standards! You guys
what are you doing!"
The person in charge of distributing food looked at Liu Yuanqing and said cautiously: "Sir, I also know that you gave the order, but..."
"But what!" Liu Yuanqing's eyes were cold. These guys were disobeying his wishes time and time again. It seemed like they had to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.
At this time, the other party said: "But, we have no food!"