Three Hundred and Eighty-Six: Dongqing Earthquake (18)

Someone jumped out to take the blame, and the emperor was naturally happy to see it happen. He originally wanted to give him a nominal title, but now he gave him the position of Xiangyang County Magistrate. To be honest, although Xiangyang County is not rich, it has vast land, but it is located in a remote area with few people. 』ＬｉｅＷen． CC

In order to cover up his mistake, the emperor specially allocated 500 dan of grain and 1,000 imperial guards, and ordered his trusted confidants Huang Changshi and Huang Tan to announce the decree.

Huang Tan was Huang Song's godfather.

Huang Tan sat down, pounded his old legs, and said with emotion, "I have to admit that I am old. Today's young people are really different."

The earth dragon turned over, and Shangjing was almost reduced to ruins. The government was furious and killed the fateful ministers. No one in the court dared to take over this hot potato, but Liu She's son had the courage to recommend himself. This matter seemed to be a life-or-death situation, but it was also a huge opportunity.

He thought of his grandson and reminded him, "You kid should also be alert and don't cause trouble everywhere."

Huang Song rarely took time to rest for a while, but was taught a lesson by his own grandfather, and couldn't help but frown.

He was sweet-mouthed and not afraid of Huang Tan's years of prestige, so he immediately thought of a way to divert Huang Tan's attention.

Huang Song stood up and massaged Huang Tan's shoulders, grinning, "In my grandson's opinion, grandpa is not old now. Those young guys are impetuous and have no sense of proportion. How can they compare with grandpa? Grandpa's contribution to the country and the country over the years is unmatched..."

Although these words are suspected of flattery, Huang Tan has ensured that many loyal and virtuous people have been retained over the years.

It's not that he has a conscience, but he is just selling good things and trying to please both sides.

For example, this time, Jiang Pengji was lucky enough to meet Huang Tan leading people to announce the decree.

If it were other eunuchs, things would not be so simple, and there are many tricks in it.

If the eunuch who announced the decree disliked Jiang Pengji or was greedy, and wanted to make trouble secretly, he would definitely choose old rice. The more unscrupulous ones would directly use rice bran instead. The one thousand guards assigned could also be replaced by those who were physically weak or violent and undisciplined.

Huang Tan liked to make friends with the gentry and young people with potential, and would not do anything in this regard.

"You... only have this sweet mouth left. Now that you haven't started a family and established a career, it naturally doesn't matter. When you marry Mr. Ji's beloved daughter in a few days, you can't do this." Mr. Ji is Huang Song's mentor and a prestigious scholar in Dongqing.

"Grandson understands,

I will definitely not let grandpa down."

After a while, Huang Tan straightened his clothes and prepared to take people to announce the decree.

At this time, the golden crow fell to the west.

As time passed, the night became darker and the vision gradually blurred.

When the last ray of afterglow in the sky disappeared on the horizon, the whole earth was shrouded in darkness.

Shangjing City, which was usually brightly lit, was now pitch black and silent. The warm wind carried the lingering heat through the walls and alleys, bringing a rustling sound. From a distance, it sounded like the cry of wronged souls, which was creepy.

In one day's search, the number of survivors found had reached 512, and the search and rescue team expanded to 123. As for the cold corpses moved out of the ruins, there were at least 2,000 to 3,000, densely packed into piles, which made people's hair stand on end.

This number was really insignificant for the once prosperous Shangjing City, just a drop in the ocean.

Among them, most of the surviving people were injured. Some of them were slightly injured, just injured their arms or legs, and some were seriously injured, with high fevers and unconsciousness, hovering on the edge of life and death. The maids of the two mansions and the rescued women and children took the initiative to take care of the injured.

"Xiao Yu, take your men to this place to get food at night, and be more covert."

Jiang Pengji handed a drawing to Xu Ke. She should have done this herself, but she was the only one who could search and rescue normally at night, and the efficiency of others was too low. Instead of doing this, it would be better to send some people to get food to temporarily alleviate the famine and stabilize people's hearts.

Seeing that Xu Ke was already tired and pale, with blue in his eyes, Feng Jin said, "Why don't you leave this matter to Jin."

"No, Huaiyu, you stay here, Ke can still handle it." Xu Ke calmed down. He knew that Feng Jin had not rested much during this period. He was tossed by his wife's childbirth, and then there was an earthquake, and he couldn't sleep all night.

He is alone now, his wife Xunmei is far away in Hejian, but Feng Jin has a family to tie him down and can't leave his wife and daughter at will.

In this way, it is most appropriate to leave this matter to him.

Ten hours had passed since the earthquake. Jiang Pengji didn't know how many survivors there were in Shangjing City, and how many people died in the long wait. All she could do was to dig out the living from the ruins as much as possible and send them for treatment.

Jiang Pengji held a simple torch. She was not afraid of the night road, but the people behind her were not.

"Is there anyone alive? If you are alive, please answer!"

"Is there anyone alive here——"

"We are here to save people. Is there anyone alive——"

The servants behind him put their hands to their mouths. They shouted for a day, and their voices were hoarse and their throats hurt badly.

In order to cover up her own abnormality, Jiang Pengji did not stop them from shouting, but just made her mind highly concentrated and looked for signs of life.

Suddenly, Jiang Pengji spoke hoarsely, "Wait——Don't make a sound——"

Raised her hand, signaling them to stop calling for the time being.

After a day, these people have regarded her as a god, and her every move has been watched by them. Even when the government did not take any action, this person could stand up and not give up even a life, which made some honest men's eyes sore.

Jiang Pengji listened for a while and found that the source of the sound was under a pile of rubble in front of him.

"There is a child crying..."

Everyone listened carefully, and the intermittent crying was indeed a baby.

Jiang Pengji stepped on the gravel, and the dull pain from the soles of her feet went directly to her brain.

The ruins after the earthquake were very difficult to walk. Jiang Pengji's pair had long been scrapped. If it weren't for the reminder from the audience in the live broadcast room, she didn't even realize that the clogs under her feet had been completely broken, and the sharp gravel of the ruins had rubbed blood and scratched the soles of her bare feet.

After returning, she asked someone to get coarse cloth, folded it into a stack and tied it to her feet for easy walking.

However, the wound on the sole of the foot was not treated in time, and the worn flesh and blood stuck to the coarse cloth. If it was torn, a layer of blood skin would be removed.

"You go here and here, look for these two places and move the rubble away..." Jiang Pengji divided the team, one person held a torch to illuminate, and the others worked hard. I don't know how much sweat I shed and how many bowls of salt water I drank in a day.

After the division, Jiang Pengji moved the huge beams on top.

After a day, there was no good skin on her palms. Blood and flesh mixed with dust accumulated layer by layer.

After moving the last piece, Jiang Pengji took the torch. Everyone looked and saw a woman lying on her back. Her legs and femurs were crushed by the fallen beams. Only her back was still stubbornly protruding. Her head was against the ground, and her arms were folded in front of her chest, as if she was holding something. The blood flowing from her body dyed the surrounding area dark, and the strong smell of blood drifted along the night wind.

The weak child's cry came from the lower part of the woman's body.