Chapter 390

The relocation of the capital has become a foregone conclusion, and six days have passed since the earthquake.

Because Jiang Pengji's speed was fast and timely, no plague was found in Beijing.

However, according to the cooks transporting grain and the disaster relief episode in Fengyi County, signs of plague have been found in other areas.

Jiang Pengji applied medicine to her hands and feet. The last day's rescue was lost to the episode and the 1000 forbidden army. She just needed to cultivate herself.

[anchor v]: I feel like a salted fish.

At present, Jiang Pengji's important task is to cultivate herself and recover her hands and feet as soon as possible.

In the past few days after the earthquake, Jiang Pengji hardly had a moment's rest. She led the team to work in the search and rescue area and rescued people buried in ruins one after another. After all, no one can accurately find traces of life like her.

So her injury looked a little tragic. When the rescue was coming to an end, Feng Jin several strongly asked her to recuperate in the camp.

In fact, her physical recovery ability is several times that of normal people.

If she hadn't been afraid to scare the doctor and thought she was a monster, she would have been alive and kicking.

To recover from injury and boredom, Jiang Pengji simply chatted with the audience.

Perhaps the cloud of the earthquake has temporarily faded, and the audience in the live broadcasting room is also lively.

[big red dates]: spicy chicken anchor, you are a salted fish. Poor Xu Ke, Feng Jin and Qi guanrang are handsome boys. What are they? The ultimate salted fish enslaved by a salted fish whip? My baby hasn't seen Qi Guan's handsome boy all day.

[anchor v]: I have a wife.

[favorite Fengjin baby]: I haven't seen Fengjin young for a long time. Adult Fengjin is so tasty, star eye.

[anchor v]: Huai Yu has a wife.

[eldest princess]: go away! To say handsome, I think Xu Ke juvenile is the most interesting. Anchor, do you remember that Xu Ke's youth is very similar to a young fresh meat here? I tell you, Xu Ke has a lot of fans now. The little fresh meat has not developed well in the past two years. It has rubbed the heat of Xu Ke. Recently, it received an ancient costume play to imitate the shape of Xu Ke's youth.

Jiang Pengji took the bowl in both hands and blew her breath. Then she drank the bitter medicine in the bowl and changed a comfortable position.

[anchor v]: Xiaoyu has a wife.

[feeding face]: what's the matter with marriage? I said you are really childish and superficial. Feng Jin, Xu Ke and Qi guanrang are all literati. They can't pick their shoulders and lift their hands... Without their proud IQ, they feel useless. If I say, uncle Meng Hun is better. That muscle looks greedy. If a man has a good life, his husband and wife can live in harmony.

Jiang Pengji glanced at the barrage, as if she heard the sound of a train passing by - sobbing!

[anchor v]: This is a dead wife.

Audience in the live studio: "

Can we have a pleasant chat on horseback?

[old driver Lianmeng]: speaking of it, the little friends around the anchor are married. Why are you still alone?

Where is Jiang Pengji who will admit defeat?

[anchor v]: Alas, isn't it with you?

Although she is recovering from her injury, Jiang Pengji is also idle and can't go anywhere.

After flirting with the audience, Jiang Pengji felt much better and raised her hand to pull the drawings on the low table.

This is not the Kun map of Dongqing, but the topographic map of several nearby counties. It is very simple and can barely be seen.

At this time, Feng Jin entered the account.

"Huai Yu, how are the external injuries counted?"

Jiang Pengji ate some candied fruit and pressed down the bitterness in her mouth.

"The specific number has come out. There are 19812 people. The number of dead people cannot be counted. It is roughly estimated that there are 85000."

Rao Shifeng Jin couldn't help sighing when he reported this number.

How prosperous Shangjing was. 120000 people in a city and an earthquake buried 70% of the population.

Jiang Pengji calculated and felt that the number was almost the same.

Even after the carpet search twice, there is no guarantee that there is no missing person. Jiang Pengji set up a porridge shed and rescue camp in Beijing, and there is no guarantee that no people will escape after they survive... The number of people is not much different from what she expected.

"I'm going to take office in Xiangyang County in two days." Jiang Pengji said.

"So fast?" Feng Jin was stunned and said, "if so, how should the people outside be settled?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If the people are willing to follow us, let them follow us. If they feel it's hard to leave their hometown and leave some food, it's a matter of utmost benevolence and righteousness. Start as soon as possible to avoid long dreams. The imperial court is silent about the earthquake and insists on moving the capital. How can the abandoned people bear this tone? I'm afraid the people will rise up and there are countless mobs on the road..."

While the situation is not very serious, go to your post first.

With a secure place, Jiang Pengji can consider planning a move of chess.

Feng Jin suddenly showed a bitter expression and said, "it's not afraid... But it's already happened."

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said, "is there really a mob?"

Dongqing is also a wonderful country. In recent years, natural and man-made disasters continue, but the people's bearing capacity is surprisingly high.

If Jiang Pengji's temper had been changed, she would have risen directly when the imperial court was tossing about. How could she bear it until now.

"There are two groups in total, one claiming to be the Qingyi army and the other claiming to be the Honglian sect. The time difference between the two groups is no more than two days. Under the banner of" heaven is unkind, eliminate tyranny "and" create great harmony and ask for orders for the people ", they have made a great momentum. Before the episode, they sent a thousand stone grains to Fengyi County, which was almost robbed by the Qingyi army. Even so, they lost several episodes …”

As soon as Feng Jin finished, Jiang Pengji's face was dignified, and a little broken sound came from the air.

He looked down and saw Jiang Pengji put her hand on the table and pinched the handrail of the table into powder.

"Almost robbed the food of the episode?" Jiang Pengji sneered, and a strong intention of killing was brewing in her eyes. "Since they are holding such a noble flag, do you know that all the food sent to Fengyi county is used to relieve the victims? Even this should be robbed?"

Feng Jin looked at the powder on the ground and couldn't imagine how much strength Jiang Pengji had used.

However, this also shows that the injury has healed, right?

Feng Jin showed some sarcasm, "what's the use of holding high the banner of righteousness? It's just a mob without discipline and rules. In the end, it's just a little louder thunder and a little less rain. It can't lift many storms..."

There seems to be nothing wrong with this, but the audience in the live studio have different views.

[old driver Lianmeng]: tut Tut, I think Feng Jin has set up a big flag. Think of the yellow scarf army at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Who paid attention to them at the beginning? In the end, isn't it a roar and a shock to the government and the public?

[pulse Zhao Zilong]: Feng Jin is a young scholar. He has a fixed impression of ordinary farmers. He is right to judge so. Not only him, but most people in this era think so. Tut Tut, they don't understand the anger of the farmer uncle.

For Feng Jin's words, Jiang Pengji smiled but didn't speak. This time, she occupied the audience side of the live studio.

"Qingyi army, Honglian sect... Gee, God helps me." Jiang Pengji's eyes flashed slightly and said, "Huaiyu, don't you think it's too inconsistent with my identity to be a county magistrate of Xiangyang County?"

Feng Jin felt a thump in her heart, with a vague foreboding.