‘Doudu,Doududu…’

The county government warned the bamboo whistle sounded, and citizens couldn't help but look in the sound.

Then I saw a team of soap clerks surrounded by a green sedan chair covered with mud, and rushed from the direction of Yuzhenfang.

Before the sedan chair could stop, two legs covered in yellow mud appeared in the curtains of the sedan chair.

Mr. Zhao finally arrived.

He was wearing an official robe that was also covered with mud, and could no longer see clearly his original color. He was wearing a hat on his head, and he had obviously just come down from the embankment.

"Master, boots, boots!" Fang Wen flashed out and chased after Zhao Shouzheng's official boots.

The situation was urgent, but Zhao Shouzheng didn't care about wearing boots, so he simply threw his two clogs, ran to the south of the bridge barefoot, and bowed deeply to the chaotic crowd.

"I am Zhao Shouzheng, the magistrate of Kunshan. Please listen to me!"

"The master is here!"

The people who were making trouble suddenly became quiet, and many people were secretly hiding behind their backs. Just like the students who were fighting, they saw the awe-inspiring class teacher.

"The master is here, stop, stop." The people on the bridge shouted under the bridge, and people stopped the commotion, and even the children stopped making trouble, and they slaughtered and avoided far away.

"..." Zhao Shouzheng was also surprised to see this, thinking that where did I get such a high prestige?

This is unscientific...

"Don't blame my parents, we are so angry that we can't do anything that slandered by those old parents."

"Yes, they burned the granary and spread rumors that half of the grain brought by the master was rice or sand!" The citizens hurriedly explained indignantly: "Fortunately, the noble son and President Liu came to clarify, otherwise they would have to be fooled!"

"That's right, our Kunshan life is already miserable enough, and they still have to stab the knife in the back! Shouldn't we die?!"

The common people say everything, and they get angry as they say it.

"Okay, okay, please don't be impatient." Zhao Shouzheng waved his hand and signaled everyone to give way: "Everyone's mood is understandable, but don't be impulsive. We were originally responsible for the reason, but when it was reasonable, it became unreasonable."

The people nodded one after another, you have a high prestige and a big nose, and you are right in everything you say.

Zhao Shouzheng passed through the passage given out by the crowd.

Looking at the muddy ideas on the face, beard, and body of the county master, the citizens were moved to tears.

Today they finally knew what the "Qingtian Parents Officer" is.

It was not only an empty title, but also like a real parent, supporting the sky for the people of Kunshan.

The citizens lowered their heads in a state of emotion, but saw the bloody thugs of old parents grinding out of wooden clogs on their barefoot...

The common people with shallow eyes started to sob immediately.

Zhao Shouzheng looked down at his feet and said with a hurried smile: "You guys laughed at me. I haven't worn wooden clogs before, just grind them a few more times."

"Old parents..." The citizens burst into tears.

~~

As he spoke, Zhao Shouzheng went to the side of the Mid-Shan Mountain Bridge and looked at the pier under the bridge.

I saw the mess all over the ground and the rice was scattered everywhere, which made him feel very distressed.

"Who did this? He actually ruined so much food!" Mr. Zhao immediately sank and shouted: "Do you know how many people in this county are still hungry?"

Zhao Shouzheng was really angry. Although he never deducted two meals a day for the dike workers. However, most people were reluctant to finish the meal by themselves. They would always leave half of it and take it home to fill the family at night.

He asked the following people that after working for relief, women, children, elderly people and those who have lost their ability to work must do some light work in exchange for food.

However, the county's food is limited, so the supply can only be reduced by half, ensuring that people cannot die of starvation.

Mr. Zhao was very heartbroken, but Kunshan has been in a shortage of food these days, and he can't buy any excess food even if he has money. Xu Wei was forced to play "sing and weighing sand", so Zhao Shouzheng could only do nothing.

So seeing someone slandering food so badly, Mr. Zhao, who has a good temper, couldn't help but get angry.

"It's them!" The citizens pointed at the Xumen gentry swimming in the river.

"Is that a spy who is holding the grain? Is that a grain test? It's just to cause trouble on purpose!" In the years of famine, food is life! The people are naturally furious. They want to scold the most ugly words and throw them into the water!

"Oh, it's such a sin." Zhao Shouzheng groaned, patted the railing, and shouted: "Inspector Zheng!"

"I'm humble in my position!" Zheng Gan quickly responded with a cheerful response and restored his image in front of his elders.

"Catch those guys up and send them back to the yamen to show their shackles!" Mr. Zhao ordered in a deep voice.

"Get orders!" Zheng Gan exaggeratedly and turned around to signal his subordinates to do as soon as possible.

The archers used the net bags of the dock to catch miscellaneous items, snatched the dogs one by one, and then tied their arms around them into strings to take them away.

The dogs who fell into the water naturally were inevitably given a farewell from the general public, and I don’t know how many saliva and fists they received…

The gentry of Xumen is wronged.

They never expected that they would be punished for the crime of "waste of food."

It’s so young that I have only a little bit of food. How many can they bring out?

How many taels of money can you get when you spread it to everyone?

But no one dared to protest, for fear of saying something more and being beaten again...

~~

After dealing with the Xumen gentry, Zhao Shouzheng shouted to the people gathered at the Mid-Shan Bridge:

"Don't worry about food. Starting from three days later, each grain store will resume opening, and the price limit is not limited! We will price whatever the price in Suzhou City!"

"That's great! Thank you for your parents!" The citizens cheered.

"Also!" Zhao Shouzheng raised his hand and continued to deliver a gift package, saying, "As for what to do in these three days? I will make the decision and give ten kilograms of rice to each household in the county, which is enough for everyone to eat?"

"Enough! That's enough! The old parents are really the rebirth of our Kunshan people!"

Excited citizens rushed towards Zhao Shouzheng. If the guards had not tried their best to block them, they would have to lift Master Zhao high and throw him away a few times to enjoy it.

"Okay, let's go back and let you grow armor and get food." Zhao Shouzheng was almost squeezed out of the bridge just now, and he shouted in horror: "Don't gather again, the bridge is about to collapse!"

The people of Kunshan were angry, and they got benefits, and saw hope. They were naturally docile like a group of little lambs, kowtowing to the master and soon dispersed.

Seeing the empty Mr. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time he had completed the crisis since he became an official.

And this time, there is no script, it all depends on him to perform on the spot.

Zhao Hao stood up, gave a thumbs up at the bridge, and showed a gratified smile.

The hardships of the past half month have finally not been in vain. The old father has finally matured...

Zhao Shouzheng also gave Zhao Hao a thumbs up, but this time he finally did not disappoint his son.
Chapter completed!