The official invests in regional construction in kind or money, so that the people who receive relief can receive remuneration in the form of participating labor. This method is called labor-for-relief.

The advantage of this is that the government will not lose money like ordinary relief, but can effectively alleviate the security problems caused by the remaining energy of young people in the local area. More importantly, it will not cause the relief to become dependent, and there will be no "support the mien and fight against the mien" in the future.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu thought this was the most suitable strategy for Luyang County.

But for some reason, after hearing the solution he proposed, the Marquis of Luyang Township fell into deep thought for a long time and said nothing, which made Zhao Yu feel a little nervous.

The trick of using work for relief is definitely a masterpiece. This father, who often claims to be responsible for the entire Luyang Township Marquis’ Mansion at the age of ten, will not be unable to see the cleverness of it. So what is the problem?

Zhao Yu shrank his neck slightly.

Perhaps the problem lies in the fact that this strategy is too clever, unlike a ten-year-old child who can raise it.

He secretly looked at the Marquis of Luyang Township. Sure enough, the Marquis of Luyang Township were staring at him with an inexplicable gaze, with a solemn expression.

But at this point, Zhao Yu had to bite the bullet. After all, the woman with two children and the trembling look of Jingnv were trembling with fear made him feel unwilling to let go. He hoped that he could do something.

"Dad, is the method the child said is not feasible?"

Under pressure from the Hou of Luyang Township, Zhao Yu concealed the real uneasiness in his heart with his pretended disappointment.

Hearing the youngest son's insecure questioning, Hou Yang Township's sharp gaze became slightly calmer.

There are rumors that the drought in various places is not the case this year. As early as a few years ago, refugees from foreign land fled to Luyang County one after another. However, the number was not large. At first, there were only a few hundred people in the whole year. Therefore, Liu Yu, the county magistrate of Luyang County, never turned him out. Although he finally set up a village outside the county town to settle hundreds of refugees, some people ordered people to provide food relief.

However, the problem of refugees is getting worse and worse. By this year, thousands of people have flocked to Luyang County, and even a steady stream of refugees may be flocking to it. After realizing this situation, Liu Ying, the magistrate of Luyang County, naturally did not dare to shelter him because he could not see the head.

Liu Ying did not dare to release grain without authorization in the county's official warehouse, not because he was afraid of the officials who were in charge of the officials. This was just second and more importantly, Liu Ying was afraid of causing greater turmoil. As the name suggests, the official warehouse in Luyang County was mainly to provide local emergency responses to Luyang County. If the granary was deficient due to refugees flocking from other towns, what should the three thousand county residents of Luyang County and hundreds of other towns outside the county town?

You should know that this year's refugees are like locusts passing through the border. Take the fields of the Hou family in Luyang Township as an example. Recently, they have been frequently stolen and looted by refugees. In order to survive, those refugees not only steal the immature grains and wheat in the fields, but even break into the barns among the fields, forcing the Hou Mansion in Luyang Township to send people to guard them.

As a nobleman in Luyang County, the crops in the fields were still stolen and looted by refugees, let alone other people's fields?

To put it bluntly, Liu Ying, the magistrate of Luyang County, has no longer expected this year's harvest.

Under such circumstances, he was even more afraid to open the official warehouse. Otherwise, when winter came, there would be more than the problem of refugees. Even the local county and villagers in Luyang County would riot, which was the worst situation.

Therefore, two months ago, Liu Ying personally visited the Marquis of Luyang Township and begged the Marquis of Luyang Township to help him solve the refugee problem. After thinking for several days, the Marquis of Luyang Township thought about this strategy that was exactly the same as that of his youngest son Zhao Yu today.

But the problem is that only a few people know this strategy, how did the youngest son know about it?

Could it be that this young son came up with himself?

Just as the Hou of Luyang Township was about to test it, he suddenly heard the voice of his wife Zhou from outside the study: "Husband?"

Both father and son looked at the door, and then they saw Zhou and Jingniao standing outside the study room with Jingniao. The two girls were more or less worried.

"Didn't you disturb your father and son?"

Zhou walked in with a smile, and took the lead in taking a closer look at the expression of her husband.

Well... I can't see it, damn it!

After whispering inwardly, Zhou said to Zhao Yu gently: "Ye'er, it's getting late. You should go back to the house with Jingnv to take a shower first, and then take a break earlier. You can eat and sleep well every day before you can grow strong."

Seeing Zhou talking to him in a tone of coaxing the child, Zhao Yu was quite amused and crying: "Mom, is the child discussing a big deal with his father?"

"A big deal? Is there something to be done with my son growing up?" Zhou hugged his young son intimately and urged softly: "Be good, be obedient, tell your father if you have something to do. If you have anything to do, come to find your father tomorrow. It's too late today, go quickly."

"This..." Zhao Yu hesitated to look at the Marquis of Luyang Township.

Seeing his son's reaction, the Marquis of Luyang Township thought for a while and said, "If you can get up before the second hour of Mao tomorrow, I will listen to you again."

Seeing this, Zhao Yu had no choice but to nod: "Okay... that kid will take his leave first."

"Go."

He rubbed his son's head in a doting manner, and Zhou watched Zhao Yu disappear outside the door with a smile.

At this moment, she turned toward the Marquis of Luyang Township and asked, "Husband, what did you say to you?"

When the couple was having sex, the Marquis of Luyang Township could guess his wife's thoughts. He heard the words and said calmly: "Don't worry, your son not only did not make me angry this time, but instead made me feel... Let me ask, Zhou, have you ever informed Wanger about the matter I discussed with County Magistrate Liu?"

"No, why did I tell you?"

As he said that, Zhou looked at her husband strangely and asked, "Why did you ask about this?"

The Marquis of Luyang Township sat on a chair and stroked his beard and said, "Your son... has proposed a plan to me regarding the urgent need to solve the refugees, which is almost consistent with the strategy I offered to County Magistrate Liu some time ago."

“Huh?”

Zhou was surprised, raised his hand and covered his mouth with his sleeve, his face full of surprise: "Seriously? I have such wisdom at such a young age... I deserve to be my son."

As she said that, she walked forward a few steps and half-snuggled in the arms of the Hou in Luyang Township. Bai Jie gently poked the latter's chest with her fingers, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "Just say that, I have made great contributions to the Old Zhao family. I have given you two intelligent sons. Why don't you treat me well?"

"I'm not good enough to you?" The Hou of Luyang Township endured the rolling of his eyes.

Well, he dare not.

"Well... it's okay, I'll be better for me in the future." The wife in her arms said coquettishly, and then said happily: "Yin'er is already smart, but now she is also wise..."

Seeing his wife stuttering and praising their two sons, the Luyang Township Hou smacked his lips and said with some savory taste: "Hmph, it's far worse than when I was young."

Zhou couldn't help but sneer, then buried his head in her husband's arms, and said softly: "That's natural..."

Hearing his wife's affirmation, the Luyang Township Hou, who was originally a little chewy, also showed a hint of complacent expression on his face.

The next day, in view of the words of the Marquis of Luyang Township yesterday, Zhao Yu got up at the right moment of Mao for the first time.

Of course, he asked Jingnv to wake him up.

It was just dawn, and even Zhou had not yet stood up, so Zhao Yu and Jingnu went straight to the study of his father, Luyang Township Marquis, because as far as he knew, Luyang Township Marquis should have already gotten up at this time.

Sure enough, when Zhao Yu came to the study of the Hou of Luyang Township, he saw the Hou of Luyang Township talking to a strong man in leather armor.

As if he had noticed something, the man turned his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes swept towards Zhao Yu.

Until he saw Zhao Yu, the other party's eyes immediately became eased, and a little surprise appeared on his face.

However, even so, Zhao Yu was still slightly shocked. Compared with the other party's blade-like gaze, a scar on his square face that was damaged for some reason was particularly impressive.

It was a very long scar from the right eye to the left cheek.

"Young Master, that is the head of the palace, Zhang Chun and Zhang Wei." Jingnv said in Zhao Yu's ear in a low voice.

"oh."

Zhao Yu nodded.

It has to be said that this pure appearance and momentum are quite in line with the image of a "warrior" in Zhao Yu's impression.

The Marquis of Luyang Township also noticed Zhao Yu at this time, but just glanced at his youngest son and did not stop instructing Zhang Chun: "...The staff is far from enough. If you still have some brothers who are not satisfied with your life, try to invite them to the mansion..."

Hearing this, Zhang Chun hesitated and said: "Entertain Marquis, although there are still some old brothers I met in the army, most of them are disabled, either with their hands or their legs broken. They are invited to serve as guards in the mansion. I am afraid that the face of the village will be damaged..."

Hou from Luyang Township said seriously: "All of them are righteous men who have broken limbs for the country. Why do I suffer from my face? As long as they can suppress people, I will invite them to come with a reward."

Hearing this, Zhang Chun grinned and said confidently: "Don't worry, the village marquis are just some refugees. Even if my old brothers have broken hands and feet, just one look can scare those people... I will send someone right away. By the way, I will wait for the village marquis outside the mansion later."

"Um."

Seeing the Luyang Township Hou nodding, Zhang Chun bowed his hand and turned around and left.

When passing by Zhao Yu who was standing outside the study door, the stout man stopped, smiled and greeted Zhao Yu with fists and said, "Second Young Master."

Not to mention, although the strong man had a smile on his face, the scar on his face looked very intimidating at first glance, so that Zhao Yu subconsciously replied: "Zhang Weichang."

“…”

Somewhat surprised that Zhao Yu actually knew him, Zhang Chun smiled and walked away with big strides.

"Come in."

At this time, the voice of the marquis of Luyang Township came from the house.
Chapter completed!