The audience in the streaming room craned their necks and widened their eyes to see the contents of the booklet.
However, it was difficult for them to read traditional Chinese and classical Chinese. It took them a long time to figure out what Feng Jin had written.
After a while, they still did not understand why the two of them suddenly looked at each other in silence. They could only pretend to comment vaguely.
Yingyang Kuaixian: "Hmm … Young Feng Jin's handwriting is really nice. There are no typos."
Linglong Mibaosuo: "# despise. Even if he wrote wrongly, you wouldn't be able to recognize his handwriting, would you?"
Sanzhisongshu Ningshi: "Is there anyone in the streaming room who can explain? I'm so confused. I don't understand at all."
It turns out that there are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and there are many great people who can dive. "
Wicai Guofengxiao: "Feng Jin's booklet is not difficult to understand." The streamer asked Feng Jin to write a booklet for her to petition and take on the task of disaster relief. The content of Feng Jin's booklet was roughly the same, but the details were different. He added "extortion and blackmail."
Extortion and blackmail?
Everyone looked at the four words and was suddenly stunned.
Guicai Guofengxiao: "# picknose. learn well. Children who cry get milk." He described the tragic scene after the earthquake and wrote about the people's misery to gain sympathy. Then he tearfully expressed his loyalty, hoping to use his meager power to help the people and show the Emperor's benevolence. In the end, he complained about being poor, saying that he was born in a gentry family and had the ambition to serve the country, but he did not have an official title and felt that his status was not enough … Tsk, one had to say that there were enough emotional scenes and the flattery was just right … Young Feng Jin was not as old-fashioned and pedantic as he had imagined.
Toudu Feiqiu: "I wanted to criticize the ID above, but since you analyzed it so well, I'll bear with it."
Guicai Guofengxiao: "Thanks to my university major, I have no difficulty reading traditional Chinese and classical Chinese."
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Birds of a feather flock together." Those who could fool around with the streamer would naturally have similar personalities.
Jiang Pengji originally only wanted to petition and have a good reason to do so. Feng Jin's writing was very likely to help her fight for an official position.
"Now the people are in a panic and everyone is in danger. If the Emperor knew about your sincerity, he would naturally feel that it is rare to have a good official. "
Humans were most afraid of comparison. After comparison, the better the better, the worse the worse. If she had a little luck, the Emperor would be overjoyed and would definitely give her an official title. Even if it was just an empty title without any real power, it was still better than an empty title.
"It's an unexpected surprise. Huaiyu, you're really talented." Jiang Pengji did not hide it. "If that's the case, I'll give you a surprise too."
Feng Jin's eyes lit up. The surprise she mentioned, could it be …
"Yes."
Due to the presence of Feng Jue, she only blinked and nodded, giving Feng Jin an affirmative answer.
"This booklet has to be sent up as soon as possible."
On the other hand, thanks to Xu Ke's proficiency in internal affairs, he did not panic. He organized his men, set up a gruel stall, and hired the young and strong people who were lucky enough to survive. Some of them cleaned up the ruins and cleared up the empty space, while the others were divided into several teams to look for survivors.
The earthquake was severe, and the ground collapsed or protruded. The road surface was uneven, and the degree of damage was serious, which made the rescue extremely difficult.
Because the earthquake occurred in the middle of the night, most people were already asleep. Therefore, many people were buried in the ruins. Some died on the spot, while some were lucky enough to survive. Although they were alive, most of them were seriously injured. If they were not treated, they would not live for more than a few days.
There was a serious shortage of manpower. Jiang Pengji had solved the shortage of food and medicinal herbs, but she could not solve the problem of manpower.
She had no choice but to find a strong man. She even went to the field herself.
"Xiaoyu, bring some people to set up the injured area." Jiang Pengji was very clear that it was a tough battle this time. It was a race against time and a fight for survival with the King of Hell. She quickly arranged tasks. "Huaiyu, help settle down the injured and the gruel stall. You can also take care of Jingxian nearby."
In ancient times, scholars had to learn the Six Arts of a Gentleman. They could ride, shoot, or dance with the sword. However, they were still civil servants. Jiang Pengji did not let them go to the ruins for search and rescue, lest they were unlucky enough to die in an aftershock. It was safer to stay in the base camp.
After she finished speaking, Jiang Pengji took the sleeves that Taxue handed to her. She bit one end of the rope roughly and tied the sleeves nimbly with the other end. Then, she swiftly tied a slipknot on both ends of the rope, revealing a pair of snow-white, muscular arms for the convenience of search and rescue.
"Taxue, stay here to make stretchers and take care of the injured people …"
Their luck was not too bad. All the servants of the Liu residence had survived. Coincidentally, there was a servant girl who had learned medical skills from the doctor's father.
Although she had only learned superficial knowledge, how could she be picky? She directly let the girl be a doctor.
She might not be able to treat serious injuries, but she could still treat ordinary injuries.
The search and rescue started from the nearest place. Jiang Pengji basically rushed to the front, letting the people who followed behind know what it meant to be born with divine strength.
Not long after, they were covered in dust and blood. The original color of their clothes could not be discerned.
Jiang Pengji was skilled and strong. Her five senses were strong. In addition, she had a strong spirit that ordinary people did not have. She was equivalent to a mobile human search and rescue device. She could find traces of life. Based on the principle of prioritizing rescue, of course, she would first save those with strong signs of life.
"Bring the stretcher over. There are living people here …"
Jiang Pengji calculated the collapsed wooden and stone structure. She used both hands to lift the rubble, revealing a figure covered in blood.
The wood was ready-made. It was directly taken from the ruins. Jiang Pengji asked people to gather all the furs and cloth that could be found. She asked the weaker servant girls to make a simple stretcher together. It did not matter if it looked good or not. It was convenient to put the injured on the stretcher.
Immediately, someone came up from behind and worked together to carry the person out and put him on the stretcher.
Jiang Pengji roughly explained to them the points to pay attention to when carrying the person, so as not to accidentally aggravate the injury.
Seeing Jiang Pengji save one person after another who was still alive, everyone thought that there were many survivors.
In fact, only Jiang Pengji frowned deeply. Her heart sank to the bottom.
Too many people had died …
There was no time to lament about this. Jiang Pengji could only purse her lips and bear the scorching sun above her head. Soon, bloody blisters appeared on her hands. The bloody blisters burst, mixed with sand and wooden thorns. Her palms looked very scary. The streaming room was quiet. The atmosphere was heavy. No one dared to speak.
From a seismological point of view, 72 hours after an earthquake was the golden time for search and rescue. Jiang Pengji had already wasted a lot of time before. Now she had to seize every minute and second. After six hours, it was already noon. The scorching sun was the hottest time.
There were 230 people rescued alive. Among them, 190 were rescued by the team led by Jiang Pengji. There were only a few living people carried out by the other teams. Most of them were cold and stiff corpses. The area that was tidied up was filled with the strong smell of blood.
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