Heavenly Dao Formula

Seeing the shining long sword, the person walking in the front showed timidity.

On the opposite side is the official ordered by the imperial court and the prefect of a city. If it is not a desperado, no one wants a conflict between the officials.

After a commotion, the momentum of the crowd slowed down.

Hong Siqi knew that the pause was only temporary, and he couldn't frighten everyone with a sword, so he shouted loudly, "Listen to me, Your Royal Highness is merciful, and I won't kick you out like bastards!" Let’s go, on the contrary, we have prepared food and drink for you. But——you must obey Lao Tzu’s command!”

This is not what a fourth-rank civil servant should say, but rather the style of a martial artist. If it is on the streets of Gyeonggi, someone will definitely ginseng him the next day. But Hong Siqi couldn't take care of those at the moment-elegant shouting was obviously not as easy to understand as swearing.

"Listen to me, from now on, whoever is obedient will have something to eat. Whoever dares to make trouble, the people around will have nothing to eat!"

As soon as these words came out, the restlessness suddenly subsided a bit, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and the atmosphere seemed to be wary of who was making trouble.

"My lord," a woman asked tremblingly, "Is what you said true? Princess...won't you drive us away?"

"And there's food to eat?" Another person asked.

This is also a concern of the vast majority of refugees.

"This matter involves the face of the royal family, do you think I will say it out to tease you?" Hong Siqi drew his sword and pointed at the west gate, "The tent has been set up, and the hot porridge is being cooked, but you must obey my arrangement. To stay in the camp! Ding Pan!"

"Sir, please tell me."

"Read the rules!"

"Yes!" Ding Pan quickly unfolded the long scroll in his hand - this is also the regulation set by the master last night, "Everyone is not allowed to push or preempt, and must follow the guidance of the staff of the secretariat, and move into the camp in batches."

"First of all, men and women are separated left and right, each forming six teams! Children under six years old can follow their mothers regardless of gender, and those over six years old line up according to gender!"

Obviously, this step cannot be accomplished by the refugees themselves. Hong Siqi nodded to the staff provided by the Bureau, and the latter immediately acted.

The prefect unexpectedly discovered that these people were young, but they were very agile in their work. It seems that Xia Fan was not perfunctory when he said that they were all masters trained by the guide, at least he understood the meaning of the order immediately.

This process took nearly half an hour.

Someone in the line has already started to complain that the queue is too slow.

What a bunch of thugs who don't know what to do!

Hong Siqi waved to Ding Pan, signaling him to move on to the next step.

The latter cleared his throat, "Now, start counting in a group of ten people, and those who are counted will follow the guide to the camp! The counting method is point by point, jump by point, regardless of whether it is a column or a row!"

"My lord, that's my brother!"

"We are one family! My lord, please let us be together!"

At this point, disagreements finally arose, and some refugees lined up were forced to separate because they were skipping people. This unexpected decision caused a commotion in the crowd.

Hong Siqi will definitely not let the beggar do what he wants.

Or rather, disrupting small groups of refugees was his goal. When these people gather together, it is easy to breed troubles. If there are many small groups gathered together, as long as there is a little internal contradiction, it will lead to fights. Conversely, if the Bureau of Affairs is under strict supervision, they will be temporarily hugged tightly and unanimously open to the outside world, which can be said to be unfriendly.

Therefore, the most reasonable solution is to isolate them when allocating camps.

"Want to be together? That's fine." Hong Siqi said coldly, "How about getting out of Jinxia City together? I don't want to repeat what I just said - only those who obey the command can have food!"

"Don't worry, everyone, this arrangement is only temporary. After you register your identities and become residents of Jinxia City, it doesn't matter how you gather!" Ding Pan, who acted as a red face, added, "In addition, there are special guards in the camp, so don't worry about it." It's a safety issue. It's just a matter of patience for a few days, so I advise everyone to follow the advice of the prefect."

Probably because it has been bumpy for too long, everyone is eager to find a place to settle down, and not many people follow and beg. In addition to the prefect's previous warning, even if some refugees do not want to be separated from their families, they can't help restraining themselves a bit when they see the expressions of everyone around them watching them.

After all, this step is passed smoothly.

Hong Siqi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Once the refugees were broken up and reorganized, their potential deterrent power would be much smaller.

After that, things went smoothly.

Distributing porridge, registering, inquiring... These matters are all handled by special personnel from the secretariat, and he does not need to worry about them. After a busy day, most of the tents outside the west city gate were already occupied.

"As expected of a master." Ding Pan said with emotion sincerely, "Things that I had no experience with before can be done in one go, and it's done so smoothly! So Her Royal Highness will think highly of the master, right?"

"This is just the beginning." Hong Siqi said indifferently, "Leizhou is corrupt, how could there be only seven or eight hundred people who fled. It is a flood, and the peak has not yet reached Jinxia City. Wait until the next time." When thousands of people flock here, the 50 or so people in the secretariat alone are not enough to watch."

"Then you ask Lord Xia for some more?"

"Oh, that's only if they have enough manpower." Hong Siqi stroked his beard and chuckled, "But don't worry, I've already thought of a countermeasure, and maybe I can make a fortune."

The next day, the prefect came to the camp and announced a message to the refugees—there is a large demand for porters in Jinxia City, and they can be paid daily. He intends to select a hundred young men from the crowd to do the job.

This news immediately caused a wave of waves. Everyone left their hometowns and was driven all the way here. It was hard to fill their hungry stomachs yesterday, and the next thing they thought about was naturally what to do in the future. Everyone knows that there will be a day when the free rice porridge will cease to be available. If you can save some money here, it may save lives in critical times.

The 100 places were quickly filled up, and even if the eunuch proposed that 10% of the remuneration would be introduction fees, no one objected.

After all, drifting away and managing some money are commonplace, especially when the government takes the lead. The other party only charges 10%, which is considered a good official who cares about the people.

On the third day, Hong Siqi brought more daily job opportunities, and this time the number increased to more than two hundred.

That night, everyone in the refugee camp knew one thing—Jinxia City is full of opportunities, as long as you are willing to work, it is not difficult to earn money; It's not the same, the work involved is very reliable, and you can pay as much as you need in one day, and you are never in arrears until the next day.

This is the case on the fourth and fifth days.

On the sixth day, Hong Siqi himself offered a job: recruiting 400 people to help him guide the newly arrived refugees. Although the remuneration offered was not high, everyone knew that this was helping the prefect, and the responders were quite enthusiastic. Many women tried to get this job opportunity.

When Hong Siqi came to the old place in the western suburbs, the wave of refugees gradually came into view—the scale of this wave of people was obviously larger than that of the previous wave, and it was conservatively estimated to be more than 2,000 people.

But now behind him are no longer only fifty guides from the Bureau, the new team formed by refugees is standing in several rows and is supporting him. These people held long sticks and tied red satin around their shoulders, looking like a city wall.

Facing this eye-catching "defense line", the migrating refugees consciously slowed down and stopped in front of the prefect without even needing him to shout.

Hong Siqi stroked his beard and nodded to Ding Pan.

The latter took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Everyone must have worked hard all the way. This is the end of the refuge. Welcome to Jinxia City!"

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