The relocation of the capital has become a foregone conclusion, and six full days have passed since the earthquake.
Because Jiang Pengji's speed was fairly fast and the processing was timely, no plague was found in Shangjing.
However, according to the cooks who transported grains and the disaster relief in Fengyi County, signs of the plague have already been found in other areas.
Jiang Pengji put medicine on both hands and feet. The last day's rescue was given to Buqu and the Thousand Imperial Army. She only needed to cultivate.
[Anchor V]: I feel like I have become a salted fish.
Jiang Pengji's current important task is to cultivate and recover from the injuries of her hands and feet as soon as possible.
In the past few days, Jiang Pengji did not rest for a moment. She led her team to work in the search and rescue area, and rescued people buried in ruins one after another. After all, no one can find traces of life as accurately as she can.
So her injuries looked a bit tragic. Just as the rescue was coming to an end, Feng Jin and the others strongly requested her to recuperate in the camp.
In fact, her body's ability to recover is several times that of a normal person.
If it wasn't for the fear of scaring Lang Zhong and thinking she was a monster, she would have been alive and kicking.
Recovering from injury and bored, Jiang Pengji simply chatted with the audience.
Perhaps the cloud of the earthquake has temporarily faded away, and the audience in the live broadcast room has become a lot more lively.
[Big Red Dates]: Anchor of Spicy Chicken, you are a salted fish, poor boy Xu Ke, boy Feng Jin and handsome guy Qi Guanrang, what are they? The ultimate salted fish flogged and enslaved by a salted fish? This baby hasn't seen handsome Qi Guan for a day.
[Host V]: Wen Zheng has a wife.
[Favorite Feng Jin baby]: I haven't seen Feng Jin as a teenager for a long time. The adult Feng Jin is too delicious, with star eyes.
[Anchor V]: Huaiyu has a wife.
[Eldest Princess]: All go away! To say he is handsome, I think Xu Ke's youth is the most flavorful. Anchor, do you remember that Xu Ke is very similar to a young fresh meat here? Let me tell you, Xu Ke has a lot of fans now. The little fresh meat has not developed well in the past two years, and all kinds of enthusiasm against Xu Ke have recently received a costume drama, imitating the appearance of Xu Ke's youth.
Jiang Pengji held the bowl in both hands, took a breath, then drank the bitter medicine in the bowl and changed into a comfortable posture.
[Anchor V]: Xiaoyu has a wife.
[Feeding Face Head]: What's up with the marriage? I said that you are really naive and superficial. Junior Feng Jin, Junior Xu Ke, and Uncle Qi Guanrang, all three of them are humanistic, and they can't be picked on their shoulders or lifted by their hands... If you don't have the IQ you're proud of, you'll feel useless. If I say, Uncle Meng Hun is better, the muscles look greedy. If men live well, husband and wife can live in harmony.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the barrage, as if hearing the sound of a train passing by—woohoo!
[Anchor V]: This is a dead wife.
Audience in the live room: "… "
Can we chat happily while riding a horse
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Speaking of which, all the friends around the anchor are married, why are you still single, the anchor
Where is Jiang Pengji who will admit defeat
[Anchor V]: Oh, isn't this with you
Although she was recovering from her injuries, Jiang Pengji couldn't go anywhere in her leisure time.
After teasing the audience, Jiang Pengji was in a much better mood, raised her hand and pulled over the blueprint on the low table.
This is not the map of Kun in Dongqing, but the topographic map of several nearby counties.
At this time, Feng Jin entered the account.
"Huaiyu, how is the count of the injuries outside?"
Jiang Pengji ate some candied fruit to suppress the bitterness in her mouth.
"The specific number has come out, 19,812 people. The number of dead people cannot be counted, but a rough estimate is 85,000."
Rao Shi Feng Jin couldn't help sighing after reporting this number.
How prosperous was Shangjing in the past, with 120,000 people in a city, 70% of the population was wiped out by an earthquake.
Jiang Pengji did the math and felt that the number was about the same.
Even if the carpet search was carried out twice, there was no guarantee that there would be no missing persons. Jiang Pengji set up a porridge hut and a rescue camp in Shangjing, and there was no guarantee that no people had survived and escaped for their lives... This population number was not much different from what she expected.
"I'm going to take office in Xiangyang County in two days." Jiang Pengji said.
"So fast?" Feng Jin was startled, and then said, "If that's the case, how should the people outside be accommodated?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If the people are willing to follow, let them follow us. If you feel that it is difficult to leave your homeland, it is also considered to be a good and righteous person to leave some food. Start as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. The court is silent about this time. Keeping silent and insisting on moving the capital, how can the abandoned people bear this sigh? I am afraid that the people will rise up, and there will be countless mob on the road..."
While the situation is not too serious, let's go to office first.
With a stable place, Jiang Pengji can think about the next move.
Feng Jin suddenly showed a bitter expression and said, "It's not that I'm afraid... it's already happened."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and said, "Is there really chaos?"
Dongqing is also a wonderful country. In recent years, natural and man-made disasters have continued, but the people's ability to bear is surprisingly high.
If it had been Jiang Pengji's temper, he would have taken it upon himself when the court was tossing about it, how would he have endured it until now.
"There are two groups in total, one calls itself the Tsing Yi Army, and the other calls itself the Red Lotus Sect. The two groups rose up within two days, under the name of 'Heaven is not benevolent, destroy tyranny', 'create great harmony together, and plead for the life of the people'. The banner has created a huge momentum. Buqu sent a thousand shi of grain to Fengyi County, but it was almost robbed by the Tsing Yi army. Even so, it also lost a few Buqu..."
As soon as Feng Jin finished speaking, Jiang Pengji's face was solemn, and there was a cracking sound in the air.
He looked down and saw Jiang Pengji resting one hand on Pingji, pinching the armrest of Pingji into powder.
"Almost robbed the Buqu's food?" Jiang Pengji sneered, with a strong killing intent brewing in his eyes, "Since they carry such a noble banner, do you know that the food sent to Fengyi County is all used to relieve the victims? Even grab this?"
Feng Jin looked at the powder on the ground, unable to imagine how much effort Jiang Pengji had used.
However, this also means that the injury has recovered, right
Feng Jin's face showed a bit of sarcasm, "What's the use of holding the banner of righteousness high, it's just a mob without discipline. In the end, it's just louder thunder and less rain, so it can't make much waves. …”
There seems to be nothing wrong with this statement, but the audience in the live broadcast room have different opinions.
[Old Driver Lianmeng]: Tsk tsk, I think the young Feng Jin has set up a big flag. Thinking of the Yellow Turbans in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, who put them in their eyes at the beginning? In the end, wasn't it a riot, and the government and the opposition were shaken
[Pulse Zhao Zilong]: Feng Jin, a young man from a noble family, has a fixed impression of ordinary farmers, so he is right in his judgment. Not only him, most people in this era think so. Gee, they still don't understand the anger of the peasant uncle.
Regarding Feng Jin's words, Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word, this time she was on the audience side of the live broadcast room.
"Tsing Yi Army, Red Lotus Sect... Tsk, God help me too." Jiang Pengji's eyes flickered slightly, and said, "Huaiyu, don't you think that being the magistrate of Xiangyang County alone is too incompatible with my identity?"
Feng Jin's heart throbbed, and there was a vague foreboding.