Chapter 1233 Accepting Refugees

in a spacious study.

Red Lotus watched with tenderness as he swallowed the cake in his hand.

"Son..."

Red Lotus opened her mouth, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Your son raised his eyes to look at Red Lotus and asked softly.

"I···"

"I want to say, the refugees outside Beiliang City..."

Red Lotus pursed the corners of her lips, and said with an embarrassed expression.

Guren was once a refugee, so she naturally knew how difficult it was for refugees to survive.

But fortunately, Red Lotus was chosen by your young master, and this was the only way out of the sea of ​​misery.

Your son looked at the embarrassed Honglian, and said with a chuckle, "You mean to say, let me help those refugees?"

Red Lotus nodded slightly and said softly, "I know that this month, it was the young master who was cooking porridge to help them, and that's how they survived."

"but···"

"The more and more refugees gather, the food in the city is running out!"

"I'm afraid..."

"When the food is not enough, what should the refugees do?"

Your son looked at Hong Lian, who looked worried and embarrassed, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, those refugees will be fine!"

"But···"

Honglian looked at your son, pursed her lips and said, "There's not much food in the city!"

"And now there are more and more refugees!"

"If this goes on, the food will soon run out!"

Hearing that, Junxiu's face showed no worry at all, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea.

"It's been a month. There are probably thousands of refugees outside the city, right?"

Red Lotus nodded slightly, "Well, Grandpa Ah Fu told me that there are more than 5,700 people!"

After hearing the words, your son pondered for a moment, then said aloud, "Well... that's almost it!"

"What's the matter?" Honglian looked at your son and asked suspiciously.

Your son's clear voice sounded, "The number of refugees is almost the same!"

Standing up, your son walked out of the study.

"Red Lotus, tell Ah Fu to go to the city wall!"

"Yes, son!"

The tall city wall of Beiliang City.

Your son, dressed in white fur, stood at the front.

Behind him, followed the old housekeeper Ah Fu, and the maid Honglian.

In the back, there is a team of guards wearing armor and holding swords.

Your son looked down at the dark refugees under the city wall, turned to the old housekeeper Ah Fu and said, "A Fu, are everything ready?"

When Ah Fu heard the words, he immediately said, "Report to the young city lord, everything is ready!"

After pondering for a moment, Ah Fu continued, "Young City Lord, do we really let all these refugees enter the city?"

"certainly!"

Your son nodded and said, "Otherwise, I will let you build a tent in the wasteland in the west of the beautiful city."

"But so many refugees are definitely a drag on our Beiliang City!"

The old housekeeper A Fu said with a sad face.

"Do not worry!"

Your son waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "These refugees, for Beiliang City, are not only a drag, but a help!"

"Help?"

The old housekeeper Ah Fu was full of doubts when he heard the words.

Your son looked at the puzzled old housekeeper and the people of Honglian, and asked aloud, "What do you think is what I lack in Beiliang City?"

Ah Fu thought for a while in silence, and then said hesitantly, "Lack of people?"

"good!"

Your son looked at Ah Fu with satisfaction and said, "Beiliang City, there is a shortage of people! There is a shortage of labor!"

Raising his hand to point down the city, your son said aloud, "And these refugees are the best city citizens and the best labor force!"

The old housekeeper Ah Fu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and the original worry on the old face had long since disappeared.

"The young city master is amazing!"

"These refugees, as long as they take good care of their bodies, are definitely top-notch workers!"

Red Lotus on the side was stunned when she heard the words.

Unexpectedly, the refugees that everyone can't avoid are good things in the eyes of the young master!

"Master, why are we letting these refugees into the city until now?"

"If you let them into the city earlier, wouldn't there be more labor earlier?"

The noble man chuckled lightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his dark eyes.

"It's just right now to let them into the city."

"If you enter the city earlier, the number of people will not be together, and you must prioritize the priority, trouble!"

"Second time..."

Your son looked down at the crowded crowd under the city wall and said aloud, "Everyone has a problem."

"The easier it is to get something, the less you cherish it!"

As soon as your son finished speaking, Honglian already understood.

If Young Master accepts these refugees easily, although the refugees will be grateful to Young Master, they will not take it to heart!

But if these refugees experience life and death despair, and then let them into the city, then these refugees will worship the son as a god!

Your son stood on the tall city wall and looked down at the refugees. The clear voice reached the ears of the refugees through the loudspeaker.

"I am the young city lord of Beiliang City, Li Huating!"

"Heavy rains in the northern region continued in March, and the people were displaced and had to go to other places to find a way to survive."

"You came to Beiliang City. I couldn't bear to see you die in a foreign country, so I decided to open the city gate and let you enter the city to rest!"

Under Beiliang City, the refugees who had already fainted from hunger were shocked when they heard your son's voice.

Raising their heads stiffly, they saw the noble young man standing on the city wall, dressed in white fur, as handsome as a god.

"Into the city..."

"Let's go into town?"

"Could I be dreaming?"

"Woooooo...I've entered the city and can survive!"

"Thank you Young City Lord!"

"Thank you City Lord for saving your life!"

"Thank you Lord City Lord for saving your life!"

The refugees were first unbelieving, then doubtful, and then ecstatic and grateful.

Your son waved his hand to stop the refugees' discussion.

"After entering the city, each family can get a tent and three meals a day!"

Your son's words ha, like a heart booster, poured into the hearts of these refugees.

They have long forgotten, what is home, they have long forgotten, when was the last meal!

"Long live the Lord of the City!"

"Three meals a day? Woohoo... I'm not dreaming!"

"Three meals! Thank you, Lord City Master!"

"It was Lord City Lord who saved us!"

"Long live the city master!"

As soon as the nobleman waved his hand, the refugees under the city wall stopped their excited shouting and looked at the figure of the nobleman with admiration.

"in addition···"

"Beiliang City recruits a lot of labor."

"Masons, craftsmen, quarryers, blacksmiths, weavers..."

"As long as there is a skill and can make contributions to Beiliang City, Beiliang City will recruit them!"

"Every recruited craftsman will work one day and be rewarded with ten copper plates!"

"Outstanding skills, the reward is doubled!"