The emperor did not think that Liu Mingqi had to recruit tens of thousands of people from the beginning.

But once the framework is built, it will actually be quick.

Thinking of the busy work of tens of thousands of people, creating various benefits and making the people's hearts more stable, he felt very comfortable.

However, he still reminded: "You must remember that when buying trees, you should not fish out and do not buy all the hills at a glance, otherwise soil erosion will be lost and the foundation will be damaged."

"I understand." Liu Mingqi nodded seriously.

The ancients were also very smart.

They knew that trees could stabilize the mountains and soil, so basically no trees were cut down.

They cut down the big ones first and then replant the seedlings, and use them in a circular manner.

But there are exceptions.

That was in the era of famine and turmoil.

At that time, people couldn't even live happily, so how could they care about so much?

The bark can be eaten, the roots can be eaten, and the trees can be dug up and sold for money... At that time, the victims of the disaster were like locusts, destroying wherever they go.

The Yellow River in history has been destroyed again and again.

So much so that the clear mother river has become a modern turbid appearance.

Most of the surrounding areas of the Imperial Palace are plains, but there are many small hills. Walking south, there are several large mountains such as Songshan in the Gyeonggi area.

Apart from the hills, there are many woods on the open space.

Even if the scale is expanded, you won’t have to worry about the depletion of tree resources for 20 or 30 years.

Trees and hills are all things that have their own resources, and papermaking workshops have to be purchased.

However, the prices of trees are very cheap. Those owners wish that their trees can be sold for so many, so they don’t need to spend more energy to take care of them. They are all born to be raised, just like nothing.

After saying this, Emperor Jing He remembered the real purpose of calling Liu Mingqi today.

"Mingqi, have you been to the disaster victim gathering area outside the city?"

"No."

The boy shook his head.

Because the victims all came from the east, the Imperial Palace placed them on the east.

In fact, on the way to Xiaoge Village, Liu Mingqi saw the continuous grass sheds next to the official road, divided into seven or eight pieces, stretching for about ten miles.

The total number of victims was about 200,000, and there were no less than this number of victims left outside by Gyeonggi Governor Xiong Wenqing, who did not dare to let them gather together.

The little spies sent by Princess Yu are now among them, looking for a suitable servant.

The imperial guards also sent tens of thousands of people to cooperate with the imperial government's yamen runners to maintain public order.

But of course Liu Mingqi has never walked in by herself.

Jing Hedi said: "Most of them have followed Wu Yeshuang to do water conservancy, and their basic life can be guaranteed. But I am not at ease. I hope to find someone to see the specific situation. You can go and take a look!"

"I?"

Liu Mingqi was surprised, "Emperor, the royal family cannot be involved in court affairs."

"This is not a court affairs, it's just a representative of the royal family and go and see the situation." Jing Hedi said, "Just come back and report to me honestly."

"good!"

Liu Mingqi understood, this is to make herself a little spy.

But this little spy is a bit high, which directly represents the emperor.

Unfortunately, there is no Shangfang sword that can make you pretend to be a compliment.

...

Early the next morning, Liu Mingqi took Chi San out.

The original bodyguard, Dazhu, was left at home.

If Liu Mingqi appeared in the disaster victim area with Dazhu, would a tall and tall man with a big face look like a refugee?

It is obviously the guard of the rich young master.

If the victims don’t regard you as their own people or as outsiders, they will naturally not be able to find out any secrets.

Chi San is different. He is already thin and looks a little malnourished. Isn’t he a typical teenager who is a disaster victim?

After leaving the capital, Liu Mingqi stopped at an inn two miles away from the disaster-stricken area and placed the horse. She booked a room with Chi San. After entering, she began to disguise herself.

The two of them changed into shabby autumn clothes and walked out in front of the waiter's puzzled eyes.

After walking for a while, Liu Mingqi stopped.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Chi San said in confusion.

"shoe!"

Liu Mingqi took off her prepared old and half-new shoes and threw them to the roadside, "Refugees don't need shoes."

Chi San looked at the ground. It rained last night. It was not the official road, but there was mud everywhere. When it stepped on it, it was covered with mud.

He looked at Liu Mingqi's feet covered with mud and thought to himself that "some victims still have shoes", but in the end he followed and threw away the shoes.

"Well... San'er, do you think we are too innocent?" Liu Mingqi looked at Chi San, then looked at her hands and feet.

Chi San swallowed, "Your Highness, you won't..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Mingqi bent down, smeared the mud on her exposed calves, and also wiped some on her arms.

What's even more exaggerated is that Liu Mingqi even applied mud on her face and neck, but in the end she was not satisfied. She even made her hair into a drizzle and applied mud on it.

Chi San was frightened and felt that the prince in front of him had completely changed, which was no different from those victims who fled to famine, and even more miserable.

"Hurry up!"

After Liu Mingqi finished getting himself done, she caught Chi San and made him a trick.

Chi San was not dissatisfied with his hair disheveled and looked like a little refugee. Even His Royal Highness is like this. What is the consequence of his own fault?

When the two of them set out on the road again, they had become two real victims.

When I walked to the disaster victims' gathering area, I saw many children younger than them, who were about seven or eight to ten years old.

These children were carrying a bamboo basket in their hands. They picked up wild vegetables by the roadside and the woods when they saw them. If they were lucky, they could pick up some fruits.

However, the survival of the weak is the law of the world. Children who are older and stronger always gain more than others.

During this period, many imperial government runners held Pudao and walked around the tents and thatched hut areas of the victims.

The uniforms are like the imperial guards of the Jinwu Guard patrolling the periphery in teams and do not interfere with the children's work.

The responsibilities of the yamen runners and the imperial guards are to maintain the stability of the victims' areas, and they will not care as long as they do not cause trouble.

Hundreds of thousands of victims were arranged on both sides of the capital, and within a radius of thirty miles, and divided into several large pieces.

This is convenient for management and does not cause so many people to crowd together, and unpredictable dangers are prone to occur.

Liu Mingqi had seen so many children going out to pick up wild vegetables before, and she thought this place would be as chaotic and shocking as the slums on the third brother's side.

As a result, before he could walk in, Liu Mingqi saw a circle of the outside. Within a range of about a few hundred meters, a group of small vendors pushing cars and building temporary tents were shouting loudly in the early morning to sell their products.

There are food, clothes, and various daily necessities...it looks very dazzling.

Many women in neat clothes gathered around the vendors and bargained loudly.

In contrast, Liu Mingqi and Chi San's ragged clothes and mud all over her body seem very alternative.

Many people passing by looked at them with strange eyes.

"It's so pitiful, are they children whose parents are gone?"

"may be!"

"Oh, how can these two half-old children live in this world!"

"We can't even control ourselves, so don't sigh so much."

The words heard along the way made Liu Mingqi lower his head, but he was relieved.

Fortunately, it was not revealed.

After thinking about it, he took Chi San and walked towards the most crowded stall.

I heard a hawker standing on a high place made of stones and shouting: "People who are passing by, don't miss this opportunity. Braised bran is only sold for fifteen cents per liter, fifteen cents per liter! If it is sold out today, it may not be available tomorrow. Please buy it quickly!"

When Liu Mingqi saw that at least hundreds of people were gathered in front of the stall, every woman and the old man who walked out were carrying bags of different sizes, filled with bran.

Many people had smiles on their faces, obviously very satisfied.

Rice and wheat flour are sold for 40 cents per liter, while bran is only about one-third of the price. Although it is very difficult to eat, if you just put wild vegetables and add a little rice or wheat flour, you can fill your stomach.

Originally, the imperial court had to cook porridge every day, which was pure rice porridge.

Originally, the people below were preparing to use bran porridge, but Jing and Emperor lost their temper and said, "Can't even the people under my feet eat porridge?" So they could only use rice porridge with all their teeth.

And it is also a standard "chops float to the head", which must be sticky.

But how stress is it to feed the mouths of more than 300,000 people?

The victims living here usually have the backbone of the middle-aged man at home.

So they just let them rest for about a month. Anyone who is a man from sixteen to forty years old at home was absorbed by the water conservancy repair, river cleaning, and road expansion team led by Wu Yeshuang.

Originally, the Imperial Palace gave them a wage of 200 million yuan a day, so that they could buy five liters of rice or wheat flour a day, which was enough for their family of four or five to eat in a day, and they could still spend one or two liters of money. They accumulated over a long period of time and used for their return home and resettlement.

But Wu Yeshuang, the female minister, was very kind. She forcibly provided workers with three meals a day on the grounds that "the worker cannot be allowed to leave midway during the construction period."

Steamed buns and porridge in the morning, pork, fish, and rice in the afternoon and evening. Some big belly kings can even eat two liters of rice in one meal.

Miao Yan was amused and crying about this. The strong capital and grain pressure made him directly blame the emperor.
Chapter completed!