Cheng Jing's team went for another while, and there were more refugees ahead.

The tall man's face sank. He raised his hand and ordered the guards to surround the convoy so that Cheng Jing would not be offended by the refugees.

I thought that the situation would improve slightly when we reached the gate. Unexpectedly, there were many refugees outside the gate.

For a moment, the man's face was completely blue.

"Mr. Cheng, I'm afraid I can't get through ahead."

Cheng Jing felt the carriage stop, frowned, raised her hand, raised the bamboo curtain and asked the horseman outside.

"Huan Shu, what happened?"

The man on the horse is named Yuan Chong, with the word Heng Shu. He is an effective general under Huang song's account. Now he is sent to escort Cheng Jing.

Hearing Cheng Jing's inquiry, Yuanchong quickly clamped the horse's stomach and asked the horse to take a few steps forward, flush with the window.

Yuanchong respectfully said, "Mr. Cheng, there are refugees at the front gate. I'm afraid I can't get in for a while."

Cheng Jing didn't make such a rude move as sticking his head out of the window. Instead, he ordered the coachman to stop and get up and get off.

He was surprised to see the scene in front of him.

He knew that all the people who fled Wolong County went to maruzhou, but he never thought there were so many people!

His eyes alone saw that the number of refugees was no less than a thousand!

Yuanchong jumped off his horse and walked to Cheng Jing. "Liu Xi is also a big heart, allowing so many refugees to gather outside maruzhou pass."

With so many refugees, it's easy to get into trouble.

If these refugees are incited, they are not sure what they will do.

Yuanchong saw so many refugees gathered outside maruzhou pass, and then more refugees gathered here. A pair of sword eyebrows couldn't help twisting.

The sun in the sky was as warm as fire, so that dense fog rose on the ground.

No matter who it is, just raise your hand and wipe your face. The palms are full of greasy sweat, which makes people feel irritable and powerless.

"Yes... All refugees..."

Cheng Jing didn't know what he was thinking and unconsciously answered.

Yuanchong didn't disturb Cheng Jing. Instead, he hooked his fingers to the guard on one side. The other party understood it and immediately turned out a paper umbrella from another carriage and handed it to Yuanchong. Yuanchong took the paper umbrella, opened it and blocked it over Cheng Jing's head to shade him.

The generals are rough and thick, and can stand beating and falling, but the literati always wear Confucian clothes. They are wrinkled and delicate, so they need to be served carefully.

Aware of the shadow above her head, Cheng Jing only raised her eyes slightly without declining or thanking.

"Mr. Cheng, will you send someone to inquire and see what happens?"

Yuanchong offered, and Cheng Jing nodded.

"Well, send someone to ask."

He wanted to know how maruju should resettle these refugees. If they were not resettled well, these refugees would become a thorny cancer.

"I'll do it now."

In terms of official positions, Cheng Jing is on a par with Yuan Chong, and the latter does not need to be modest with "the last general".

However, even the Lord Huang song respected several counselors so much that the people and horses under him naturally followed suit and did not dare to neglect.

Yuan Chong has a good temperament among the generals. He loved reading when he was young. He didn't have the stink of ordinary martial artists. If someone came over, he might complain about the weakness of literati and stop and go... Yuan Chong won't. on the contrary, he respected Cheng Jing very much.

After a while, the soldiers sent out to check the news came back.

Cheng Jing called the soldier to him and asked him carefully.

"What's going on at the pass?"

Xiaobing answered truthfully. Between asking and answering, Cheng Jing's face became more and more dignified, which attracted Yuanchong's attention.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Yuanchong carefully recalled what Xiaobing had just said. He couldn't figure out how to make Cheng Jing so serious.

Cheng Jing is not resistant to heat. His style has its own rules. Even if the weather is hot, he is dressed in a Confucian shirt, and his cuffs can cover half of his fingers. Now outside the carriage, even if there is a paper umbrella on the top of the head, it is still hot and sweating.

"There's something wrong."

Cheng Jing's voice was empty and dignified.

Yuanchong was suspicious. He was a monk in law and couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Although his IQ can be proud of ordinary generals, he can't keep up with the rhythm when he meets someone with brain power.

Yuan Chong wondered, "Chong is stupid. I really can't think of it. Please solve your doubts."

Cheng Jing explained, "just now Xiaobing said that maruzhou sent people to register the refugees at the customs, and carefully asked them about their origin, place of origin, age and family. On the condition of family members, men and women, old and young, they were selected one by one, and then a group of 100 people were introduced into the customs."

Yuan Chong nodded after listening and said, "the end general just thinks this method is a little stupid, wasting time and tiring."

Cheng Jing shook his head and said, "A waste of time? Not necessarily. It's hard to say whether it's tiring or not. Registering refugees is really conducive to management. A large number of refugees gather together, which is easy to produce right and wrong. If someone sincerely stirs up, it will inevitably bring trouble to maruju. Maruju has not ignored the refugees. Instead, maruju has sent people to register the news of refugees at the customs office and introduce them into the customs in batches. Why Isn't it surveillance Now, people are needed everywhere in maruju. These refugees come at the right time. "

Take refugees to places where they need people and they can work.

However, Yuan Chong thought crooked. He thought of corvee and looked unbearable.

Refugees are willing to leave their homes in order to escape the war and save the lives of their families.

But the corvee was too hard. It was often a narrow escape. I was afraid it was much more terrible than the war.

Yuanchong really can't figure it out. Why are these refugees running to maruju?

He said his doubts, but Cheng Jing smiled bitterly.

"You are wrong. The corvee in maruju is different from other places."

Cheng Jing and Feng Zhen know each other. They have successfully changed from pen friends to real friends during the league.

Although their positions are different, they can maintain private friendship as long as they don't mention business.

Through Fengzhen's words, Cheng Jing knew that the corvee in maruzhou was not free, but more like employers and workers.

I'll give you money and grain in exchange for equal value.

Once refugees leave their homes, they are rootless duckweeds.

Maruju can not only provide a safe place, but also provide jobs and rice. It is a holy land in the hearts of refugees.

Yuan Chong was surprised when he heard this.

"How much money would it cost to distribute money and food to the people who served the corvee?"

Cheng Jing drooped her eyes and said, "Liu Xi is not short of money."

Yuan Chong nodded and said, "also, Liu Xi's father Liu she secretly still controls Hu County, which is indeed not lacking."

Cheng Jing overlooks the slowly moving refugee crowd. Those people huddle together and look like black algae.

Although the workload of registering refugees is large, the benefits of follow-up are endless.

The most obvious benefit is to reduce the risk of refugee riots, and the other benefit is to make rational use of the labor of these refugees.

Yuan Chong said again, "but... Even so, sir doesn't look so pale..."

Cheng Jing said with a wry smile, "haven't Hengshu found out? Almost all these refugees come from Wolong county."