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Chapter 633 The drizzle blows and the wind blows, cracking rocks and breaking trees like a blade(1/2)

As disaster victims continue to gather, and there are more and more people, the trouble will inevitably come with it.

Continuous troubles, piles of troubles!

Constantly sending people away, especially those young and strong who have been here for a while.

It is the truth to ensure that the crowd here is always within the controllable range.

Moreover, these people will inevitably consume a lot of food and supplies when they come.

What should I do if more and more people eat?!

The food and drink of tens of thousands of people is a huge consumption, even if it is drinking porridge.

If disaster victims continue to come, how can this consumption and supply be kept up?!

There are too many people and it is easy to breed epidemics, and the handling of things will become more complicated.

The best way is to let them leave, just in time for Qianzhou to build a post road.

These people can go there, and they are victims and are cheap.

If you give a stutter, you can work hard for a few hundred yuan a month.

If you hire someone in Qianzhou, you may not be able to hire him.

However, there are tens of thousands of people here to invite them, and the young and strong can be responsible for building roads and quarry.

The elderly, young, women and children can start working, as long as they have work, stuttering, and pay for their wages.

These people will not be in a desperate situation.

As the chief rebellion expert of the Ming Dynasty and a big boss with rich experience in rebellion, Li Fuda is very clear about the process of rebellion.

As long as there is no extreme oppression, rebellion cannot be carried out.

Except for a few ambitious people, fools who are confused about their minds, or rebel families like them.

Most people will not rebel with you as long as they have land and can earn money by eating and earning money.

But these ambitions are only a minority after all, so any rebellion must wait for a major disaster.

They also need to lie dormant in places where the state and the dynasty are under the jurisdiction of the state and are already very oppressive.

Then guide these people who are already struggling on the brink of life and death to slowly nourish the seeds of rebellion.

As soon as a natural disaster occurs, they can instantly pull up a large number of soldiers for their soldiers.

“Disa relief…”

Li Fuda smiled bitterly in his heart. What no one knew was that Mr. Zhang's move was the real reason for eradicating his rebellion.

There is no doubt that the young master's "work-for-relief" was a sharp move and a single move.

Even the state dynasty does not have to pay a tael of silver. Each family will spontaneously pay the money for the right to use the post road.

Who is the happiest person when the disaster occurs?!

There is no doubt that the local gentry and wealthy families are worthless because the land and people are no longer worth it.

They have enough money, food, and servants to take the opportunity to swallow these.

Because at that time, people and land were no longer valuable.

But with the intervention of the Farmers Association, such things will change dramatically.

People will still be worthless, but they can survive by doing things for the breeding industry.

Those who have no land can get wages, while those who have land can still survive after they survive.

Once these people have stuttering and have a chance, who is crazy about rebelling with Bai Lian?!

Even if they were deceived by them for a moment, as long as they could make a sound of wind and make a living, how many people would rebel?!

From this model of the young master, Li Fuda knew that the road to rebellion was basically incredible.

Without a large number of people who are forced to the end, all rebellion is actually a joke.

With a bitter smile, Li Fuda walked towards the victims silently.

He began to ask his newly accepted disciples to diagnose and distribute medicine to the victims.

There is a reason why Li Fuda was able to escape from the border many times.

In this year of lack of medical treatment and medicine, the medical skills he learned since childhood have greatly helped him.

If it weren't for this medical skill, how could he get out of trouble many times?!

Not to mention that with this medical skill, he has taken root in Qin and developed other white lotus.

In this era of shortage of medical treatment and medicine, even traveling doctors are highly anticipated and dare not neglect at all.

Li Fuda's medical skills, coupled with literacy and experience in diagnosis and treatment, made his medical skills better by most Xinglin children.

"Spray more lime."

After looking around, Li Fuda said to his disciples, "Be careful, don't let someone get sick."

While watching the disciples bow, Li Fuda was actually confused.

How old is this young master Zhang? How can he know so many epidemics?

Could it be...he was born to know?!

What Li Fuda didn't know was that he suspected that Mr. Zhang, who was born to know, was now full of black lines.

The handsome goose egg noodles almost burst into blue veins.

When he arrived at the Guixi Provincial Government Office, the local officials here had already been summoned together.

But the rebellious eyes of these local officials who raised wolf soldiers also silently explained what was happening.

"I've seen the general..."

A bunch of sparse and different tones of Mandarin were heard among the crowd, saying that it was a tribute, but there was no attitude of ceremoniality.

The governor who was squatting beside him stroked his forehead helplessly and sighed softly.

"General, don't care. It's unceremonious to have the barbarians in the southern border that are not educated..."

Unfortunately, the governor was not very good at smoothing out the situation, and these local officials did not intend to give him face.

He didn't even intend to give face to the young master.

"You are here to rectify military affairs?! How can you use to rectify military affairs?!"

In the government office, a man wearing a blue cloth robe and a thick scarf wrapped around his head stood up sneered and stood up.

It is not surprising that they will behave like this, mainly because the young master is too tender.

In the eyes of these local officials, this kid is probably not as big as their children?!

He actually came here to rectify military affairs?! This is simply looking down on them!

"Is this kid here to go through the motions?! Sir, you said it clearly! I'll just cooperate."

Several men also stood up with a smile, hugging their arms and squinted.

The young master's face calmed down at this moment. The advantage of being tender in his face was that he was very handsome, so handsome that the girls threw fruits and flowers at him.

But the disadvantage of being tender-faced is that when you meet these gangsters, you have to face their low-level provocations.

"All men with hand-in-hands, don't say much nonsense."

Mr. Zhang curled his lips, thinking that he probably didn't know how to use force anymore.

However, it seems that it is a bit wasteful if you practice this punch!

"Yoho?! This kid is still a little brave!"

Several young head men stood up and moved for a while.

However, the old men and local officials had no expression on their faces, and had no intention of dissuading them or involuntarily involved.

However, this governor kept trembling. He was the young master of the British Duke's Mansion!

Now Your Majesty, the celebrity in the cabinet, the little ancestor of the God of Wealth who is afraid of flying in his hands and holding it in his mouth!

Damn! You beat him up, but I can't take it as a magistrate of labor and capital!

He stood up and wanted to speak, but was held down by several local officials who came over.

"Mr. Governor, young people! It is common for them to act. Could it be that the general from the capital can't even take the fist?!"

Damn it! You guys may not have something to do with your fist.

Labor and capital are just a big deal!

The poor governor was about to cry. What kind of evil did labor and capital have committed?

"It's okay, I haven't been active for a long time..."

While speaking, the young master did not look at the governor, but glared at Miss Miao'an, who was whispering.

Finally, a batch of food delivery came, sister, don’t rob it!
To be continued...
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