Gao pragmatically returned to Beijing this time instead of taking the post route he took when he returned to Henan last time, but took the Zhongmou route. He had gone to Kaifeng to take the exam before, and his cavalryman had stayed at the Zhang family's manor in Zhongmou, so he stopped by to express his gratitude on his return trip.
Thank you. After all, Mrs. Gao Gong, Mrs. Zhang, is his aunt. Even for Gao Gong's sake, she can't lose her etiquette.
Since we are walking to Zhongmou, we have to pass by Kaifeng Mansion again. It is quite inconvenient to cross the Yellow River in these days. It would be better if there were fewer people, but it would be impossible for a large team of two hundred cavalrymen like Gao Jingshi to do so.
Just find any ferry to cross the river. A small ferry can carry about ten people. If you include the horses, it would take two or three days for Gao Pragmatic and others to just cross the river. The efficiency is too low, so they can only use the big ferry.
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Going directly north from Kaifeng is Dadukou. After crossing the Yellow River and not far north, you will reach Yanjin. Yanjin is the place where Yuan Jun general Wen Chou died in the battle between Yuan and Cao at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Surprisingly, Gao Jingshi had just passed through Yanjin when he met refugees.
At first, these refugees only came in twos and threes. Gao pragmatically called Gao Jue and asked about the dry food reserves the team carried, and then gave some of it to the refugees who came for help. Who knew that they would get into trouble?
Less than two hours later, a large wave of refugees surrounded Gao Pragmatic's team.
To say that these refugees are really miserable, they are all sallow and skinny, and dressed in ragged clothes. If it weren't for summer, most of them would freeze to death. Now that they are surrounded by Gao Pragmatic's team, they don't have any evil intentions.
I just looked at Gao Pragmatic's carriage pitifully.
Occasionally, a refugee holding a child came forward, crying heartbrokenly, and begging Gao Jue to save the child. Many parents said that they could still eat some grass roots and tree bark, but the child really ate it.
If you don't have those things, "please do me a good deed and reward me with a piece of bread."
Gao Jue looked embarrassed. Although he was highly valued by Gao Jingshi, he was only a servant after all. How could he take the initiative? What's more, Gao Jingshi had already distributed all the dry food that could be distributed. If he distributed it now, his own people would go hungry.
Already.
Although the refugees who came for help were honest, they could tell that Gao Jue was not a bad person. There were signs of relaxation in his expression, and he was pleading hard.
Gao Jue was helpless and had no choice but to report in front of Gao Pragmatic's car.
Although Gao Pangshi was in the car, he didn't know what was happening outside. He sighed and said, "Gao Jue, you should also be able to see that it's not that I don't want to save them, but that there are just too many of these refugees.
We are not a ration team, so we just brought some rations to eat on the road. Now it is easy to distribute them, but firstly we will starve ourselves, and secondly, if we distribute them, it will be a drop in the bucket, and there is no way to save us."
Gao Jue took a look at the crowd of refugees and found that in just two hours, the convoy had been surrounded several times. He was afraid that there were no more than 3,000 people. There were only 200 people in his group, how much dry food could he bring? How much food could he save?
How many people are alive?
Therefore, Gao Jue found it difficult to answer Gao Pingshi's words. He opened his mouth and finally sighed: "In this case, these refugees will just die." As he said this, there was uncontrollable sadness in his eyes.
Gao Pangshi was also a little anxious. Sitting in the city discussing disaster relief, he could remain unmoved and control his behavior completely with rationality. He would try his best to save those who could and give up those who couldn't. But now that he saw so many miserable refugees with his own eyes,
The phrase "there is nothing you can do" is really hard to say.
Who hasn’t shown some compassion yet?
Gao pragmatic thought for a while, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said with an ugly face: "Go and tell them that our food is limited and we can't save everyone. Let them concentrate on the children under ten years old. We can only take care of these children for one meal."
Eat...you go first, I'll change my clothes and come out."
Gao Jue was overjoyed when he heard this, but he still subconsciously glanced at Gao Jingshi's clean navy blue clothes. He flashed a look of confusion, but he didn't ask any more questions. He quickly gave Gao Jingshi a fist salute and turned around to negotiate with the refugees.
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As soon as Gao Jue left, Shuai Jiamo couldn't help but remind him: "My boss, it's not because Xiaosheng has lost his conscience, but since Xiaosheng has eaten his boss's food, he should do his best for his boss. There is something I have to say."
Gao pragmatically took out the big red silk bullfighting suit from the suitcase in the carriage, and said while changing: "You say, I listen. However, if you want to say that after our rations are distributed to those children, today we will only
If we can starve, it goes without saying. I know the severity. But think about it, even if we starve, we only have two meals. As long as we get to Wei Hui Mansion before tonight, we will have food. I will pay for it then.
, I’ll treat everyone to a late-night snack, have enough food, and make up for it, but these refugees outside, if they get hungry again, something will happen to them, especially those children..."
His current body is like a child, and half-grown children are very good at eating. How can he know? People in this era of Ming Dynasty don’t know what it means for children to have a fast metabolism. Doesn’t he also know? The more you eat, the faster you get hungry.
This is a characteristic of children. Once they are hungry, very hungry, not to mention their growth and development, their bodies and bones will often be in a bad state for the rest of their lives.
Shuai Jiamo said sternly: "My boss, what Xiaosheng wants to say is not this, but... my boss, think about it, when we came out of Yanjin County just now, every step of Yanjin County was crowded with militiamen. At that time, Xiaosheng thought
It's just because the frontline suffered a defeat and the rear was a little nervous. I didn't think much about it, but now it seems that this may not be the reason."
Gao Pragmatic suddenly stopped changing his clothes, his face turned ugly, he exhaled a breath, and said in a deep voice: "You mean they don't allow refugees to enter the city?"
Shuai Jiamo smiled bitterly and said: "It is certain that refugees will not be allowed to enter the city. It is just a county. Not to mention that Yanjin is not a wealthy county. Even if it is, it will be useless. No matter where the county master is, he would not dare to let them go all at once.
Thousands of refugees who are so hungry that their eyes are green... What Xiaosheng means is that if these places where refugees are fleeing not only fail to find ways to provide disaster relief, but also close the city and defend themselves, then it is equivalent to leaving the refugees to fend for themselves.
These refugees may be able to insist on not doing evil now, but they are really starving. If someone comes out to take the lead, it will inevitably turn into civil chaos."
In fact, when Shuai Jiamo was only halfway through what he said, Gao Pragmatic already understood the truth, but precisely because he understood it, his face became more and more difficult to look at.
Trash! These local officials are all a bunch of trash! In my time, if a local official made such a retarded decision, one by one, they all deserved to be dismissed!
Damn it, in which dynasties and generations has this kind of disaster never happened, and your emergency response is to just ignore it? Then you have to turn a small disaster into a big trouble, and your brains have grown to your buttocks!
