Song Xianggong's performance surprised Zhou Shixiang and at the same time, he was also impressed, he was really a real person who didn't show his face, and he didn't show his face It turned out that after Zhou Shixiang rode to the west gate, Song Xianggong actually persuaded the people who wanted to go out of the city not to go out of the city, and also organized the young and strong among them to participate in the firefighting, and also let the original Li Zheng and the elders in the city come forward to maintain order, demarcate the area around the east gate for the homeless to settle down temporarily, and at the same time continue to preach that it is the Ming king who enters the city, and will never disturb the people and will not harm the people, so it has calmed the hearts of the people in the east city area in a short time.
If it weren't for the fact that there were too few people available to him, I was afraid that even those rogues who took advantage of the fire would be able to clean up all together.
This is the cure Although Zhao Sihai's narrative is a little upside down, and some places are not clear, Zhou Shixiang has generally understood what Song Xianggong has done, in the words of later generations, this Song Xiangcheng is trying his best to engage in the work of self-help after the disaster, and he is also doing a good job.
No wonder Boss Hu has always said that Song Xianggong has great material, at the beginning he only said that Boss Hu, a coarse person who did not know the big characters, was a fart out of respect for the scholars, I didn't think that this Song Xianggong was indeed a great material, it seems that his Manchu County in those years did not work in vain, at a critical time, this kind of person who has done practical government affairs and has the corresponding means to deal with emergencies is stronger than 10,000 soldiers with knives People can't look good, and they can't be underestimated, the "three surnamed slaves" have great talent Zhou Shixiang had already put away the disdain in his heart for Song Xianggong's past experience, admired it very much, asked Boss Hu for his life, and also took the two of them to assist Song Xianggong.
On the way, I kept seeing some young people with strips of cloth tied to their arms shouting: "The Ming Dynasty entered the city without hurting the people" "Don't be afraid, every family can save itself" "The army entered the city, and the autumn did not commit any crimes" “” The shouts of those young people had a great effect, and Zhou Shixiang saw all the way that most of the people who were panicked and busy running for their lives had settled down, and were helping each other to extinguish the fire in their neighborhoods.
After rushing to the east gate, he saw that Song Xianggong was surrounded by a group of people, and every time he said a word, someone responded to the call, and after a while, the group of people surrounding him had dispersed.
In the open space in front of the east gate, hundreds of old and weak women and children were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and children were running around in the crowd, not at all frightened by the night change, but on the contrary, they were cheering as if they were celebrating the New Year.
On the other side of the cave at the city gate, more than a dozen iron pots have been erected, and a fat old man who seems to be a shopkeeper is directing a dozen men to unload bags of rice and noodles from several mule carts.
A separate open space was divided under the city wall, where twenty or thirty young men were setting up tents, and the ground was littered with quilts and mats, some of which had clearly seen the marks of fire, as if they had been snatched from the fire.
Dozens of wounded people were carried to the south of the crowd of old and weak women and children, and relatives were taking care of them, and two people who looked like Lang Zhong were carrying medicine boxes on their backs and were treating them simply.
Most of the wounded were burned by the fire, and the injuries were so severe that there was no way to treat them, and all the two could do was apply some healing ointment such as rat oil to those with minor burns.
Just in front of Zhou Shixiang's eyes, a man with severe burns swallowed his breath, and his wife and children lay on him and cried loudly, causing the already stable crowd to stir up again.
Zhou Shixiang couldn't bear to look at it anymore, as the culprit, his conscience was naturally uneasy, and he paced through the crowd to find Song Xianggong, along the way there were more than a dozen young men with strips of cloth tied to their arms, holding wooden sticks in their hands, or holding kitchen knives, or holding flat poles, and their eyes were full of vigilance scanning back and forth on him.
If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Shixiang and the three of them had swords, and someone had seen Zhou Shixiang and knew that he was a Ming army, I was afraid that he would have come up to stop him a long time ago.
Although the whole scene looks chaotic, it is orderly in the chaos, except that the horror on the faces of the people has not yet faded, it looks exactly the same as the disaster relief scene in later generations.
Walking to a place only a dozen feet away from Song Xianggong, Zhou Shixiang was just about to open his mouth to call someone, when he saw the fat old man who looked like a shopkeeper trotting over with a smile on his face, and then bowed to Song Xianggong, and said very respectfully: "Lord Song, Xiaomin has transported all the food at home according to your orders, and the guys are almost done, but I don't know what else the adults have ordered."
"There is a Laurin shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's kindness will definitely be made clear to the court, and the army will not be embarrassed after entering the city, but the official has no other things to worry about the shopkeeper here for the time being, and please take your buddies to help fight the fire, which can save one more family is to accumulate more virtue."
Song Xianggong didn't notice Zhou Shixiang's appearance, he looked like a state official, and his words were also full of officialdom.
Shopkeeper Lin said very interestingly: "Xiaomin doesn't dare to expect a reward from the court, but please let the adults save the lives of Xiaomin's whole family."
The adults are busy here, and the small people are inconvenient to disturb anymore, so they take people to fight the fire.
If the adults need to tell the people about something, just send someone to say it. ” "Okay, okay."
Song Xianggong stroked his beard lightly, watched the shopkeeper Lin leave, and after the people left, he found that Zhou Shixiang had arrived at his side, and couldn't help but smile at him: "My fake Lord Zhizhou made Brother Zhou laugh, but if not, these people will be difficult to manage."
Since ancient times, the common people have feared and respected officials, and as long as they are told by officials, they will definitely obey them.
Therefore, I was in a hurry to do the right, so I proclaimed myself Luo Ding Zhizhou, so that the victims could be properly resettled first. ” Zhou Shixiang arched his hand and said: "Mr.
Song's move is very good, and the imperial court will definitely give the adults a state of parents." ” "Maybe."
Song Xianggong smiled, if the Yongli Imperial Court can award Hu Quan as Luo Ding's general, then he can naturally be named Luo Ding's governor, but this is a matter of the future, and it is difficult to say whether Luo Ding can keep it.
"Oh, by the way, you came just in time, I heard from the brothers of the four seas that you killed the Tartar Qianzong, and the rest of the Tartars fell because of this, but I don't know where this will lock them up" "Locked up in the Zhizhou Yamen, Brother Hu personally led people to watch, and when the situation in the city settles down, let's discuss how to deal with them."
"It's okay, at the moment, it is a big matter to put out the fire and resettle the people, but there is no urgency to take prisoners."
Speaking of this, Song Xianggong looked at the city and said with a worried face: "After this fire, I don't know how many people will die." ” Zhou Shixiang didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "This is already the case, and the only way to remedy it is to do our best." ” "yes, try to make amends."
Song Xianggong sighed, he is not a sentimental person, let alone a saint, knowing that it is useless to regret now, no matter how many dead people are not as important as the living, the top priority is to quickly extinguish the fire, stabilize people's hearts, and wait until dawn to talk about it. oshow7 t1706231537: