The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 386 Chapter 386: Dongqing Moves (eighteen)

Someone jumped out of the anti-pot, the emperor naturally enjoyed it. Originally, he wanted to give only a false title, but now it is given to an official of the county magistrate of Xiangyang County. Seriously, although Xiangyang County is not rich, the land is vast. It's just in a remote place, and there aren't many people.

In order to pull a piece of concealer, the emperor specially allocated five hundred deniers of grain and a thousand guards to make Huang Changshu, Huang Qin, announce his purpose.

Huang Qin is Huang Song's grandfather.

Huang Qin sat down, stabbed Lao Han's legs, and said with emotion, "I have to serve the old man. Today's young posterity is really different."

The earth dragon turned over, and Shangjing almost turned into ruins. The government was furious to kill the fateful minister. No one in the Manchu dynasty took over the hot potato, but Liu Yan's son had the guts to self-recommend it. .

When he thought of his grandson, he reminded him, "Your boy is also alert, don't mess around."

Huang Song had a rare time to take a break, and he was so miserable by his grandfather who was doing it himself.

He had a sweet mouth and was not afraid of Huang Qin's accumulation of power for many years, and immediately thought of a way to divert Huang Qin's attention.

Huang Song stood up and pinched Huang Qin, and the hippie smiled and said, "According to my grandchildren, grandpa is not old now. How can those young hairy boys be frizzy and disproportionate? How can they be compared with grandpa? Contribution is beyond anyone ... "

Although these words are suspected of making a badass, Huang Qin has ensured that he has lived with many loyal ministers and virtuous people over the years.

It's not that he has a conscience, it's just that he sells well, and pleases both ends.

Like this time, Jiang Yanji's luck was pretty good.

If there were other internal supervisors, things would not be so simple. There are many doorways in it.

If the declared internal inspector sees that Jiang Yanji is not pleasing to the eyes or greedy, and wants to make trouble in secret, he will definitely choose old rice. He will use black rice bran instead, and the one thousand forbidden guards can also be replaced with a weak body. Or violent temperament, disobedience.

Huang Qin likes to make good relations with clans and promising young descendants, and will not tamper with this aspect.

"You ... Only this mouth is still sweet. It is not important to start a family today, naturally it doesn't matter. After a few days to marry Mr. Ji's beloved daughter, this can't be the case." Mr. Ji is Huang Song's teacher and also Dong Qingpo. Prestigious Confucian.

"Grandchild understands that he will certainly live up to Grandpa's hard work."

After half a ring, Huang Qin adjusted his clothes and was ready to take people to declare.

At this point, Jin Wuxi fell.

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

When the last rays of the sky disappeared from the horizon, the whole earth was shrouded in darkness.

On the weekdays, the capital city is as bright as the sky, and now it is dark and silent. The warm wind carries the undisturbed heat. It crosses the wall and across the alley, bringing about an inquisitive movement. Listening from a distance, it seems like an innocent cry The voice is creepy.

After a day's search, the number of survivors found has reached 512, and the search and rescue team has expanded to 123. As for the cold bodies that have been removed from the ruins, there are two or three thousand, and they are densely packed. Seeing people explode.

This number is insignificant for the once bustling capital city of Shanghai, but it is a drop in the ocean.

Among them, the overwhelming majority of the surviving people were injured, some of them were slightly injured, but they hurt their arms or legs, some of them were very serious, they had a high fever, they were unconscious, hovering on the edge of life and death, the maids of the two provinces and the rescued The women and children took the initiative to ask for help to take care of the injured.

"Xiao Yu, you take someone to go to this place to pick up food at night, the action is more concealed."

Jiang Yanji handed a drawing to Xu Yan. She should have done it by herself, but she was the only one who could search and rescue at night. The others were too inefficient. Rather than sending some people to get food, Temporarily alleviate food shortages and stabilize people's hearts.

Feng Jin saw that Xu Yan was pale and tired, and his eyes were still blue, and he said, "Let's leave this to Jin."

"No, Huaiyu, you stay here to stay in town, and I can still carry it." Xu Yan calmed down. He knew that Feng Jin didn't take much rest during this time. He was tortured by his wife's production. Later, it moved, even more. Was sleepless all night.

He is now alone. His wife Xunmei is in the river, but Feng Jin has a family affair and cannot leave his wife and daughter at will.

Seeing this, it is most appropriate for him to do this.

Ten hours have passed since the earthquake, and Jiang Yanji does n’t know how many survivors there are in the entire Shangjing city, and how many people are dying while waiting for a long time. All she can do is to find the living person out of the rubble as much as possible. Send them for treatment.

Jiang Yanji held a simple torch. She was not afraid of the night, but those behind her were not.

"Is anyone still alive, should I be alive!"

"Are there any living people here?"

"We're here to save people, is anyone still alive--"

The servant behind him put his hands to his mouth and shouted for a day, his voice was already hoarse, and his throat hurt a lot.

In order to cover up their own anomalies, Jiang Yanji did not stop them from yelling, but only concentrated his mind and sought for traces of life.

Suddenly, Jiang Yanji said hoarsely, "Wait--don't make a noise--"

Raised their hands, motioned them to stop calling temporarily.

After a day, these people have regarded her as a god, and her every move has been in their eyes. Even when the government has no action, this person can stand up and not give up even one life, which makes some real Man's eyes are sour.

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

"There are children crying ..."

They listened attentively, and the intermittent cry was indeed a baby.

Jiang Yanji stepped on the gravel, and the dull pain from the soles of the feet directly passed into the brain.

The ruins after the earthquake were very difficult. Jiang Yanji's pair had already been scrapped. If the live broadcast audience reminded her, she didn't even realize that the wooden clogs under her feet had been completely damaged, and the bare feet were worn out by the sharp rubble of the ruins. , Scratched the wound.

After returning, she was asked to get a coarse cloth, which was folded into a bundle and tied to her feet to facilitate walking.

However, the wounds on the soles of the feet did not have time to deal with. The worn flesh and coarse cloth were stuck together. If they were torn apart, they could bring a layer of blood skin.

"You go here, and here, look for these two places, and move the rubble away ..." Jiang Yanji divided the team, one person held a torch to light, and the other was working hard. I didn't know how much flowed in the day. Sweat, how many bowls of salted water I drank.

After the points were well divided, Jiang Yanji vigorously removed the huge beams on the top of the house.

One day, her palms were no better, her flesh was mixed with dust, and layer after layer.

After removing the last piece, Jiang Yanji took the torch. Everyone took a look. Underneath was a woman with a crouched back, legs and thigh bones being crushed. Only the back was stubbornly protruding, and her head was against On the ground, arms around her chest seemed to be embracing something. The blood flowing out of the body stained the surrounding area dark, and the thick blood drifted along the night wind.

The weak baby wept came from just below the woman's body.

_ (: з ″ ∠) _ I feel that the content of the recent chapters is a bit heavy.

(End of this chapter)