The relocation of the capital was a foregone conclusion. Six days had passed since the earthquake.
Because Jiang Pengji's speed was considered fast and the treatment was timely, no plague was discovered in Shangjing.
However, according to the cooks who transported the grain and the troops who provided disaster relief in Fengyi County, signs of plague had been discovered in other areas.
Jiang Pengji's hands and feet were covered with medicine. The last day's medicine would be given to the troops and a thousand imperial guards. She only needed to rest.
Host V: "I feel like a salted fish."
Jiang Pengji's most important task at the moment was to recuperate and heal the injuries on her arms and legs as soon as possible.
In the few days since the earthquake, Jiang Pengji did not rest at all. She led the team to work in the search and rescue area, rescuing people who were buried in the ruins one after another. After all, no one could accurately find traces of life like she could.
Therefore, her injuries looked a little terrible. Just as the rescue was coming to an end, Feng Jin and the others strongly requested that she stay in the camp to recuperate.
In fact, her body's recovery ability was several times that of a normal person.
If it wasn't for the fear of scaring the doctor and making him think that she was a monster, she would have been jumping around a long time ago.
Jiang Pengji was bored of recuperating, so she decided to chat with the audience.
Perhaps the dark clouds of the earthquake had temporarily receded, but the audience in the livestream had also become much livelier.
Big Red Date: "Trash streamer, you're a salted fish. Poor Xu Ke, Feng Jin, and handsome Qiguan Rang. What are they? The ultimate salted fish that was whipped and enslaved by a salted fish? I haven't seen handsome Qiguan for a whole day.
Host V: "Wen Zheng has a wife."
Ai Fengjin Baobao: "I haven't seen young Fengjin in a long time. The adult Fengjin is so charming.
Host V: "Huaiyu has a wife."
Da Elder Princess: Go away! In terms of handsomeness, I think Xu Ke is the best. Host, do you still remember that Xu Ke looks very similar to a young and fresh meat here? Let me tell you, Xu Ke has a lot of fans now. That little fresh meat had not been doing well in the past two years, so he had been trying to ride on Xu Ke's popularity. Recently, he had accepted a costume drama and imitated Xu Ke's style.
Jiang Pengji held the bowl with both hands and blew on it. Then she drank the bitter medicine in one gulp and changed to a more comfortable position.
Host V: "Xiaoyu has a wife."
Huyang Meishou: What's wrong with getting married? I say, you guys are really childish and shallow. Young Feng Jin, young Xu Ke, and Uncle Qiguan Rang, the three of them are all scholars. Their shoulders are not heavy and their hands are not heavy … If they don't have the intelligence that they are proud of, they feel like useless white chickens. In my opinion, Uncle Meng Hun is better. Those muscles of his make me envious. Only when the man was strong and healthy could the husband and wife live harmoniously.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the bullet screen. It was as if she could hear the sound of a train passing by.
Host V: "My wife died."
The livestream viewers were speechless.
Could they still have a pleasant conversation?
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Speaking of which, your friends are all married. Why are you still single?"
How could Jiang Pengji admit defeat?
Host V: "Sigh, aren't I accompanying you guys?"
Although she was recuperating, Jiang Pengji was not idle.
After teasing the audience, Jiang Pengji was in a much better mood. She raised her hand and pulled over the drawing on the short table.
This was not the Great Universal Geographical Map of Dongqing, but the topographic map of the nearby counties. It was drawn very crudely and could barely be read.
At that moment, Feng Jin entered the tent.
"Huaiyu, how's the counting of the injured outside?"
Jiang Pengji ate some candied plums to suppress the bitterness in her mouth.
"The specific number is out. 19,812 people. The number of dead people is impossible to count. It's roughly estimated to be 85,000."
Even Feng Jin could not help but sigh when he reported the number.
Shangjing used to be so prosperous. There were 120,000 people in the city. An earthquake killed 70% of the population.
Jiang Pengji calculated and felt that the number was about the same.
Even if they conducted a thorough search twice, there was no guarantee that there were no missing people. Jiang Pengji set up a gruel stall and a relief camp in Shangjing. There was no guarantee that no people survived and escaped … The number of people was not far from what she expected.
"I plan to take up my post in Xiangyang district in two days," Jiang Pengji said.
"So soon?" Feng Jin was startled. He asked, "If that's the case, how are we going to settle the people outside?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "If the people are willing to follow us, then let them follow us. If they feel that it's hard to leave their homeland, everyone can leave some food. That's the most benevolent thing we can do. We have to leave as soon as possible to prevent any accidents from happening. The imperial court remained silent about the earthquake and insisted on moving the capital. How can the people who were abandoned tolerate this? I'm afraid that the people will rise up in revolt. There will be countless mobs on the road … "
While the situation was not serious, she should take up her post first.
With a stable place, Jiang Pengji could think about her next move.
Feng Jin suddenly revealed a bitter expression. He said, "I'm not afraid … It has already happened."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are there really mobs?"
Dongqing was a strange country. There had been natural and man-made disasters all these years, but the people's endurance was surprisingly high.
If it was Jiang Pengji's temper, she would have risen up in revolt when the imperial court was in turmoil. She would not have tolerated it until now.
"There are two groups in total. One group calls themselves the Tsing Yi Army and the other the Red Lotus Group. The two groups rose up in revolt within two days of each other. Under the banner of 'Heaven is heartless, eliminate tyranny' and 'Create Great Harmony together, plead for the people', they made a big fuss. The troops sent a thousand dans of food to Fengyi County, but it was almost robbed by the Tsing Yi Army. Even so, we lost a few troops … "
As soon as Feng Jin finished speaking, Jiang Pengji looked solemn. There was a cracking sound in the air.
He looked down and saw Jiang Pengji put one hand on the table and crushed the armrest into powder.
"Almost robbed the troops of their food?" Jiang Pengji sneered. A strong murderous intent brewed in her eyes. "Since they raised such a noble banner, do you know that the food sent to Fengyi County is used to help the victims? They even want to rob this? "
Feng Jin looked at the powder on the ground. He could not imagine how much strength Jiang Pengji had used.
However, this also meant that her injury had healed, right?
Feng Jin's face showed some sarcasm. "What's the use of raising the banner of righteousness? They are just a motley crew without any discipline. In the end, they will only make loud noises and soft noises. They won't be able to stir up much trouble … "
There seemed to be nothing wrong with what he said, but the audience in the streaming room had a different opinion.
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Tsk tsk, I think young Feng Jin has raised a big flag." Thinking back to the Yellow Turban Army in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who took them seriously in the beginning? In the end, didn't they make a big fuss and shake the entire court? "
Maixi Zhaozilong: "Young Feng Jin was born into an aristocratic family. He has a fixed impression of ordinary farmers. His judgment is correct. Not only him, but most people in this era think the same way. Tsk tsk, they still don't understand the anger of the farmers. "
Jiang Pengji smiled without saying a word to Feng Jin's words. This time, she was on the side of the audience in the streaming room.
"Tsing Yi Army, Red Lotus Group … Tsk, the heavens are helping me." Jiang Pengji's eyes flickered slightly. She said, "Huaiyu, don't you think that just being the district magistrate of Xiangyang district doesn't suit my status?"
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