Beijing is still as busy and moving as ever. Even though the calm surface conceals the turbulence, it still looks so peaceful.
Few people know that a noble young man who was supposed to have enough food and clothing, in the south of the city, at night, with the setting sun behind him, among the crowd, yelled out idiotic words that made people laugh and laugh.
I will not only give you food, but also build a house for you. Remember my name, I am the wronged one!
Even the people in the capital could not understand why the refugees burst into tears when Chu Qing shouted these words, because they saw something called hope, the most luxurious and rare thing in this time.
---hope.
In the south of the city, an earthen fence was built, and healthy cattle were led from the Tao family in the north of the city to the south of the city.
The Tao family's unscrupulous people who once built the Taowu Palace in the palace are here again. Whether they are men or women, whether they are old or young, the first thing every Tao family farmer does when they arrive in the southern suburbs of the city is to come to Chu Qing.
In front of you, bend down and salute.
The old man used crutches to straighten his stooped waist as much as possible. He threw away the crutches and staggered, but no one helped him. He even pushed Chu Qing away roughly, gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his back, and bent down to prostrate himself.
Young children imitated adults and knelt down on the ground. They didn't know what was happening. They only knew that the person they were kneeling to was called their boss. Their parents said that this was the kindest boss in the world.
The angry man banged his chest, knelt on the ground, hit his forehead on the loess, and smiled stupidly.
The women, blushing with embarrassment, stuttered out the auspicious words they had recited all the way.
Chu Qing was at a loss and stood there dumbly until Tao Ruolin told him that everyone, every person, and every Tao family member was once a refugee.
Tao Ruolin said that Chu Qing will definitely do better than her, not because Chu Qing is a man, but because he is Chu Qing.
The first thing is to make bricks.
Before making bricks, you need to buy materials.
When Tong Gui and Fu San came back with a cart of materials, Chu Qing was dumbfounded again.
When he originally bought grain, he had planned to buy it for zero yuan. If he could rob him, don't write an IOU, and if he could write an IOU, don't pay. Therefore, the more than 30,000 yuan that he had extorted was almost untouched and was all carried on Bihua's back.
In the baggage.
But when buying materials, Chu Qing didn't dare to do it again, for fear of being exposed.
In the end, I still didn’t spend any money.
After asking, I found out that it was from the major shops selling work materials in Beijing. After I went there, when I heard that it was the Chu government that bought the work materials, the shopkeeper almost cried and hid his hands behind his back.
As long as there were gifts in the warehouse, Deputy Commander Chu would give them as much as he wanted. From the time Tong Gui and Fu San entered, to when people came out with the materials, the shopkeeper never dared to show his hands.
Without even daring to show a finger, many shopkeepers even shrank their hands and checked the materials themselves, fearing that one of the waiters might accidentally mix something else into them.
Chu Qing just lay on the slope, drawing extremely abstract drawings that no one except Tao Ruolin could understand.
Tao Ruolin squatted there and grinded it for him, always smiling like she couldn't get enough.
After Chu Qing finished the painting, Tao Ruolin's eyes lit up with a few gestures, and she said two words--I understand. Then she ran to Wu Gang, translated into human language and told Wu Gang what to do.
It is worth mentioning that until now, the faces of the refugees still show a little confusion.
Last night, Chu Qing told them that they would build houses for the refugees. They would build very simple houses, but they would be able to shelter them from the wind and rain, and let them live there until they found other ways out, found jobs, or returned to their hometowns.
, and when they leave, they just need to clean the house and leave a story, a warm story. This story will be known to the next refugee who lives here, and let the next refugee know that Chang
In the capital city of the dynasty, there are many, many houses outside the south of the city. Here, the refugees can live and live in peace of mind. Let them live and live well. Live in the house and don't be afraid. Eat in peace of mind, sleep in peace of mind, and have peace of mind.
I told my mother-in-law and children that we can still survive the day, our family can still survive, and as long as we live here, the whole family can survive.
Chu Qing also said that he was sorry that the people in the past planted trees and the people in the future could enjoy the shade, so he had to trouble everyone to help build a house that would not be for them to live in forever.
At that time, the refugees were all kneeling on the ground, crying and saying that Mr. Chu was stupid, very stupid, not to mention living until there was a way out, as long as they were given "a palm of rice", they could work until they died.
Chu Qing also cried, smiled and cried, and made a promise for the first time in his life. I will not only give you food, but also build a house for you. I, Chu Qing, will build this house.
Got it!
At that moment, Chu Qing was filled with guilt, as a Chang Dynasty person, as the son of a minister, and as an official of the Ministry of Revenue.
The most painful thing between people is when they are treated viciously where they deserve goodwill and hope.
Capital, the most prosperous city in Zhongzhou, the refugees gritted their teeth and shed tears, and finally arrived in Changjing. What greeted them was a palmful of rice mixed with sand and gravel, and a piece of slave registration.
Chu Qing felt guilty because he lived in this city. He could not ask other people in Changjing to express their apologies and make up for their mistakes. All he could do was to treat him kindly on behalf of himself and everyone in the capital who still had kind thoughts.
Refugees.
On the first day, Chu Qing, as the "chief engineer", forcibly prevented the refugees from participating in the work of building buildings and making bricks. He gritted his teeth and bought some pickles and meat from Jingzhong and boiled a big pot.
, let everyone eat with open belly.
The refugees are very strong. If they were not strong, they would not be able to walk here, but they are also fragile. When Fu Sanyi stabbed Chai Zhu's heart, the refugees cried again like babies in confinement. Until they saw with their own eyes, they
Still can't believe that someone in the world would actually buy meat for them to eat.
Chu Qing gave a very powerful reason that made the refugees cry out. If they don't eat enough and their bodies are not well maintained, how can they have the energy to see a doctor?
Sun An came, with ten imperial guards, followed by all the imperial doctors in the palace, a total of thirty-six people, to treat the injuries of the refugees, whether it was frostbite or scratches, whether it was abscesses or abdominal pain, there were more than three thousand refugees, some
If a person is still infected with the disease, these imperial doctors are not allowed to return to the palace, and they have to stay in the south of the city to eat and sleep with the refugees.
Chu Qing stood on the slope, pinching his waist, with a triumphant expression on his face, laughing and shouting that he deserved it.
It has to be said that since the Kirin Stone and the blood exchange incident, and of course mainly because of Chu Qing, the status of the imperial doctor in the palace is now not as good as that of a dog.
Chu Qing, who had succeeded as a villain, specially found a few guards, carrying long knives, and followed the imperial doctors. Anyone who dared to say any word that made the refugees unhappy would be a big mouth.
Tao Ruolin stood behind Chu Qing, still smiling sweetly.
She thought about it and recalled it for a long time, but she couldn't think of a man she had ever seen who was as bad as Chu Qing, and yet so good.