The heavy snowfall intermittently became a snow disaster. The impact near the capital was the worst. Tianjin was better. The people in the dilapidated houses were resettled early, and even some refugees pouring into the city would not appear messy.

Zhou Shuren came back exhausted in the evening, and Zhulan felt so distressed, "Eat more."

Refugees have been arranged in the past two days, and all the people have lost a lot of weight.

Zhou Shuren was so hungry that he ate breakfast in the mansion in the morning and drank some white porridge at noon. His stomach was empty. After eating a few bites of rice, he put the bottom of his stomach and said comfortably: "The refugees in the city have been resettled, but fortunately they have prepared in advance, otherwise the refugees would not even have a place to live."

Zhou Shuren felt that he had accumulated a lot of good deeds. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know how many people would have frozen to death. After the heavy snow stopped, the temperature dropped sharply. He was so cold that he wore a thick cotton coat and a cloak. Besides, the poor people would be good to have winter clothes. I don't know how many years have passed, and the cotton coat is so hard that it is not warm.

Zhulan gave Zhou Shuren chicken soup, put down the bowl and said, "I heard that some kind and generous families have set up porridge shops in the past two days. Do you think our family also has a porridge shop?"

The family has a lot of food, and her hobby of stocking up affects the whole family. The Zhou family has abundant supplies.

Zhou Shuren drank ginseng chicken soup and felt very satisfied. "There is no need to set up a porridge shop, and there will be no selfish people who set up a porridge shop starting tomorrow. I have sent people to inform you from door to door. You are not allowed to set up a porridge shop without permission. Food, cotton and coats are donated to the yamen. The yamen will be distributed uniformly to avoid refugees from walking around and not being able to manage them. They can also allocate materials reasonably and allocate materials to the maximum extent."

Zhulan paused, "Some people are really kind and generous, while others are for the sake of making a name for themselves. Not everyone likes to donate to the yamen to uniformly allocate them."

Zhou Shuren, "So I prepared a donation list. Who donated so much, and how the donated things are distributed are all detailed, and they are posted outside the government office."

Zhulan chuckled, "This method is good. Since you donate it to the government office, as the prefect of Jinzhou, our government must donate it. One thousand kilograms of grain and quilts and cotton coats that have been prepared long ago. What do you think?"

Zhou Shuren smiled, "It's pretty good, no more or less."

The number of Zhulan is considered. She asked the people of the Tao family, and then took it. She did not offend anyone and could donate supplies to the greatest extent.

Zhou Shuren had enough food and drink, "It's still comfortable at home."

Zhulan, "I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some jerky meat, and you can take it with you."

Zhou Shuren waved his hand, "No need."

In other words, Zhou Shuren was angry. He really didn't think he had to share the joys and sorrows with the people. As a result, other officials insisted on doing this. With more people doing it, he was embarrassed to be special. God knows that it is better to do more practical things than to be hungry.

Zhulan sighed, "It's a good situation in Jinzhou. I don't know what happened to the places in the capital?"

Zhou Shuren leaned against a chair and drank tea, "The capital will be more chaotic. The refugees nearby want to go to the capital most. There are the most refugees in the capital. Even if they are prepared, they will not be able to settle down for a while."

Especially in the capital, every inch of land is valuable and the population is dense, and there are not many houses vacant, so it is more troublesome to resettle.

The next day, the Jinzhou yamen was lined up with carriages to donate food. Zhou Shuren went out and walked around and said to Wang Ju: "You must write down the details, yes, and you must also write them in big characters."

Wang Ju's tone was excited, "Yes, sir."

Zhou Shuren patted Wang Ju on the shoulder. Mr. Wang was a little excited these days, "calm."

Wang Ju couldn't calm down. He had experienced several snow disasters at this age. When the dynasty was established, it was really miserable for the people to have snow disasters. The court had no money and there was not enough food. The people were poor and many people died in a disaster.

The later period was better, and there were snow disasters in the past few years. He was in Jinzhou at that time, but he still did not handle it well, and everything was lacking, and many elderly and children died.

This year's snow disaster is the easiest and most confident. He really admires Lord Zhou. He doesn't ask to follow Lord Zhou to eat meat and drink more soup. Oh, no one died in the snow disaster this year, and there is no turmoil at all. This is a political achievement!

After Zhou Shuren arrived in Jinzhou, he subtly cultivated the efficiency of yamen officials. He recorded the donations one by one, but there was no confusion at all. Zhou Shuren was very satisfied with this.

In the capital, the prince stood in a temporary porridge shop and said quietly: "Even if you are prepared, many refugees still have no place to resettle. The weather is lower than in previous years, and the cold-proof cotton coats are gone."

Ning Xu held his chest with both hands, "The prince has done a very good job."

Prince, "It's not that I did a good job, but that Lord Zhou's method is good."

Ning Xu had heard more than once Lord Zhou, looked at the unconcealed appreciation in the prince's eyes, and smiled, "It's getting late, and the emperor is still waiting for the prince."

The prince looked at his third uncle speechlessly and said, this man was really blatant. He knew he wouldn't guess it was Ning Sanlang, so he came out with him directly, twitching the corners of his mouth, "Okay."

On the way back to the city, Ning Xu sat by the car window. He followed him out for the safety of the prince. He did not trust anyone. The prince's significance to the Ning family is too important. The Ning family has devoted several generations, and seeking it will be the prosperity of future generations. No matter who has happened, the prince cannot have any trouble.

Ning Xu looked at some porridge sheds on the street and frowned, "It's better to keep the refugees in one place, it's a bit messy."

The prince looked at the soldiers patrolling everywhere and was about to reply, but was stunned for a moment. When he looked over again, he was gone.

Ning Xu asked, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Just now, he saw a man in front of the porridge shop looked very much like his father, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye. The prince lowered his head. The fifth brother is fake now. What is the real one? He had guessed all kinds of possibilities, but he thought even more that the fifth brother was dead. He must have read it wrong just now, so the fifth brother was dead. He would not leave any handle by judging others by himself.

In Jinzhou City, Zhulan listened to the words of Mrs. Song and said, "Deng Li is really tough. If I don't see her, she will come every day."

"If you don't see her, she won't give up easily."

Zhulan sighed, "Forget it, you can bring her in."

Soon, Deng Li came in. Zhulan saw Deng Li for the first time. The little girl looked very similar to Deng Yun, but her personality was different. The girl had ambition in her eyes.

Deng Li's excitement suddenly turned cold to the mistress of the Zhou family last year, and she hurriedly lowered her head and saluted, "Deng Li has seen Gongren, thank Gongren for his life-saving grace."
Chapter completed!