The audience in the live broadcast room craned their necks one by one, staring wide-eyed to see the contents of the document.
It's just that for them, it's a little difficult to read traditional classical Chinese, and even guessing, it took a long time to know what Feng Jin wrote.
For a while, they still didn't understand why the two suddenly looked at each other silently, and could only pretend to make vague comments.
[Nutrition Express]: Hmm... Junior Feng Jin's handwriting is so beautiful, there are no typos.
[Linglong Secret Security Lock]: #Disdain, even if he made a typo in this handwriting, you wouldn't recognize it, right
[Three Squirrels Snacks]: Is there any big guy in the live broadcast room to explain it, I'm so confused, I don't understand at all.
Facts have proved that there are all kinds of birds in the forest, and there are many great people who are diving.
[I am Guo Fengxiao]: Feng Jin's excerpts are not difficult to understand. The anchor asked Feng Jin to write the book, write a petition, and undertake the task of disaster relief. The general content of Feng Jin's book is the same, but the details are different, and an additional "extortion" is added.
Extortion
When everyone saw these four words, they were stunned for a moment.
[Ghost Guo Fengxiao]: #Pick nose, study hard, children who can cry will have milk to eat. He recounted the tragic scene after the earthquake, wrote about the tragic situation of the people to gain sympathy, and then expressed his loyalty with tears and tears, hoping to use his meager power to help the emperor to relieve the people and show the emperor's benevolence. Ambition, but he has no fame, and he feels that his identity is not enough... Tsk, I have to say that there are enough emotional scenes, and the flattery is just right... Young Jin Feng is not as old-fashioned and pedantic as he imagined, fortunately.
[Smuggling to Africa]: Originally I wanted to spray the ID upstairs, but seeing your analysis, I put up with it.
[Guo Fengxiao]: Thanks to the university major, it is not difficult to read traditional classical Chinese.
[Lianmeng of old drivers]: Things gather together, people are divided into groups. Those who can play with the anchor will naturally have similarities in character.
Jiang Pengji originally only wanted to write a petition, as long as the teacher is famous, Feng Jin's writing like this is very likely to help her gain an official position.
"Nowadays, people are in a panic, and everyone is in danger. If the officials know about Lanting's sincere heart, they will naturally feel that it is rare for a worthy minister."
People are most afraid of comparison. After comparison, the better the better and the worse the worse. If you add a little luck, the emperor will guarantee to give her an official title, even if it is just a fake name without real power, it is better than a white body.
"Unexpected joy, Huai Yu is really a great talent." Jiang Pengji said without concealing, "Since that's the case, I'll give you a surprise too."
Feng Jin's eyes lit up, the surprise she said was...
"Um."
Due to the presence of Feng Jue, she just nodded and gave Feng Jin an affirmative answer.
"This booklet must be sent as soon as possible, the sooner the better."
At the other end, thanks to Xu Ke's skillful internal affairs, he was not in a hurry. He integrated manpower, opened porridge sheds, and hired the surviving young and strong people. survivor.
The earthquake is severe, the ground collapses or bulges, the road surface is uneven, and the damage is serious, which adds great difficulty to the rescue.
Because the earthquake occurred in the middle of the night, most people were already asleep, so many people were buried in the rubble, some died on the spot, some were lucky to be alive, although they were alive, most of them were seriously injured, and if they were not treated, it would not be delayed for a few days. .
Nowadays, there is a serious shortage of manpower. Jiang Pengji has solved the shortage of food and medicinal materials, but she cannot solve the problem of manpower.
As a last resort, she could only catch one strong man, and even played herself.
"Xiaoyu, take someone to build the wounded area." Jiang Pengji knew very well that this time it was a tough battle, a race against time, a life-threatening battle with the King of Hell, and arranged tasks in a fast-paced manner, "Huaiyu, help arrange the wounded and porridge. For the shed, it is better to take care of Jingxian nearby."
The literati in ancient times had to learn the six arts of a gentleman, such as riding, arching, dancing and swordsmanship, but it was a civilian job after all, and Jiang Pengji would not let them go to the ruins to search and rescue, lest an aftershock would fall and people would be folded in by bad luck. Safe.
After finishing speaking, Jiang Pengji took the loops handed by Ta Xue, bit one end of the rope rudely, and flexibly tied the sleeves at the other end, and then neatly tied the two ends of the rope with a slipknot, revealing two snow-white hardcover arms, which is convenient for search and rescue.
"Tao Xue, you stay to make stretchers and take care of the injured people..."
Their luck is not too bad, all the servants of Liu's house survived, and there happened to be a servant girl who had studied medicine with Lang Zhong's father.
Although I only learned the fur, this would make me picky and let that girl be a boss.
She can't save serious injuries, but ordinary trauma can still be healed.
The search and rescue started from the nearest point, and Jiang Pengji basically rushed to the front, so that those who followed behind knew what natural power was.
After a while, it was stained with dust and blood, and the clothes could not see the original color.
Jiang Pengji has good skills, great strength, and strong five senses. In addition, she has a strong spirit that ordinary people do not have. It is equivalent to a mobile human search and rescue instrument, which can find traces of life. In line with the principle of giving priority to rescue, of course, she will save lives first with strong traces.
"Bring the stretcher here, there are living people..."
Jiang Pengji calculated the collapsed wood and stone structure, and lifted the waste stone with both hands, revealing a figure covered in blood.
The wood is ready-made and pulled directly from the ruins. Jiang Pengji asked people to gather all the furs and fabrics that could be found together, and let the less powerful maids gather together to sew a simple stretcher, regardless of whether it looks good or not. It is convenient to shelve the wounded.
Someone came up immediately behind, and together they carried the person out and put them on the stretcher.
Jiang Pengji told them about the places that need to be paid attention to when carrying people, so as not to accidentally increase the injury.
Watching Jiang Pengji rescue one angry person after another, the big guy thought that many people survived.
In fact, only Jiang Pengji frowned deeply and her heart sank to the bottom.
Dead people... too many...
There was no time to sigh with emotion, Jiang Pengji could only pursed her lips, facing the scorching sun on her head, her hands quickly rubbed out blood blisters, the blood blisters burst and mixed with sand and wood thorns, the palms looked very terrifying, the live broadcast room was quiet, The atmosphere was dignified, and no one dared to speak.
In terms of seismology, 72 hours after the earthquake is the golden time for search and rescue. Jiang Pengji has wasted a lot of time before, and now he must seize every minute and every second. Three hours later, it was noon, when the scorching sun was the hottest.
The search and rescue of 230 living people, of which 190 were rescued by Jiang Pengji led by the team, and the other few who moved out were very few living people, most of them were cold and stiff corpses. With a strong bloody smell.
"This is a general area map of Shangjing City..."