His external identity and what he came to the northwest for were all very clear.
Therefore, when he said this at this moment, his meaning could not be more obvious.
Since Liang Qingde surrendered, it was natural for him to abide by the emperor's wishes.
So he answered immediately and said.
"If we want to rebuild, I'm afraid it will take at least a few months, and there is nothing in this area that the people can rely on for survival, so I'm afraid it would be better to move to the Central Plains."
This is what Feng Qi was waiting for.
He expressed it immediately.
"To the east of Suizhou and to the west of Zhongzhou, large tracts of open space, houses, shops, markets, fertile fields, and schools have all been set aside. People don't need to bring anything with them. They only need to register and go."
"Really?"
"The Emperor ordered us to plan the location early. I didn't know how to persuade the people to go there before. Now that our home has been destroyed, why not go and have a look? Maybe there is another world!"
Liang Qingde looked at the sincerity in Feng Qi's eyes and felt that this matter might work.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded towards Feng Qi.
Then he said solemnly.
"In that case, I, the general, will be your guarantee!"
So he walked out and spoke to the homeless victims.
"Since the Emperor was able to obtain God's will and foretell the earthquake in advance, he also left a way out for everyone. The construction of the home at this time will probably not be completed in less than a year and a half. Why don't you follow General Feng and take a look?
What do you think of our new home in Zhongyuan?"
The people looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
If their homes are still there, asking them all to move away is completely impossible.
He is not a refugee, so why should he leave his hometown?
But now, one is that his home has been destroyed, and the other is that he has offended the Northwest Army.
Even if they want to stay, they are afraid that they will suffer revenge from the Northwest Army.
Rather than waiting for death, it is better to struggle forward and find a way out for yourself.
So after a moment of silence, the man who had abandoned the cauldron stood up and spoke loudly.
"General, you saved our lives, then we will listen to you, Qian!"
"We will move too!"
"move!"
This is the case with the people. As long as one person takes the lead and agrees, others will follow suit.
Seeing everyone's approval, Feng Qi made a quick decision and ordered his subordinates to register.
Each household has how many people there are, how old they are, where their ancestral home is, what they did for a living in the past, what skills they know...
Everything is documented.
The victims of this disaster are all honest farmers, so registration is not complicated.
However, Liang Qingde mentioned one more thing.
The victims of the disaster in Ganzhou have to be relocated, and the same goes for the victims of the disaster in Anzhou.
Although no one was harmed, their home was destroyed.
Therefore, he gave the order and followed the rules.
Perhaps he saved the lives of the victims before the earthquake, so the people there obeyed Liang Qingde's orders very well.
Therefore, the implementation was faster in comparison.
In just two days, everything was ready.
The seventh day of the earthquake.
In the northwest, it snowed again.
The snow this time was not heavy, but the coldness in the air was quite biting.
Tens of thousands of victims followed Feng Qi's people on their way to the Central Plains.
Before leaving, they buried their relatives who died in the earthquake.
And packed up those tattered luggage.
Some families only have one burden in total.
Some were just wrapped tightly in their newly-haired cotton-padded jackets.
Then he moved forward with the large army.
When we left, many people cried.
He left his hometown and suffered a tragic accident.
And I still don’t know whether the road ahead is a bleak road or an opportunity.
No matter who is involved in such a thing, they will be sad.
Seeing the confusion in the eyes of the people, Liang Qingde, who came to see him off, felt a little unbearable.
So, Qian Dingzhu Wanzhi said to Feng Qi.
"The common people are the foundation of the world. I hope General Feng can treat them well."
Hearing him say such words, Feng Qi felt a little more relieved.
Although the person Liang Qingde followed in the past was the Marquis of the Northwest, he could be considered a conscientious general because he could care about the people.
So he cupped his fists and said.
"Don't worry, General Liang. I guarantee with my life that everyone will be settled properly!"
After hearing his assurance, Liang Qingde stopped worrying about it.
He nodded immediately and asked them to bring 3,000 soldiers and horses of the Anzhou Army to protect the safety of the people on the road.
Looking at the retreating team, the trusted lieutenant next to Liang Qingde also took a few steps forward.
He said with some doubt.
"General, is the Northwest Marquis really dead?"
This was the fate of the Northwest Territories and their soldiers in the past. Did they really die so easily?
He really didn't want to believe it.
But believe it or not, what can you do now?
So I listened to what Liang Qingde said.
"Whether he is really dead or fake, as far as we are concerned, even if he is still alive, he is still a breathing corpse. The emperor will not allow two masters in the world. The situation of the Northwest Marquis and the Liu family is over."
When he said this, the certainty in his eyes became clearer and clearer.
"Let's go, we have other things to do!"
"yes!"
Several people immediately returned to the Anzhou Army barracks.
After all, they had a serious falling out with the Northwest Army.
If Liang Qingde did not make some preparations in advance, he might not be able to withstand the sharpening of the Northwest Army and march eastward.
I raised my hands and thought about it for a moment before writing two secret letters.
He ordered to the deputy general beside him.
"Go and send these two secret letters to the generals of the Qingzhou Army and Liangzhou Army."
"Yes! I will obey your orders!"
What Liang Qingde was thinking at this moment was that he was going to rebel anyway, and he couldn't be the only one.
Among the six northwest prefectures, except Ganzhou.
Yanzhou was the farthest away from his Anzhou, and the daughter of the current general in Yanzhou was someone in Uncle Liu's house, so he would definitely not be able to get involved.
Since Suizhou could be the place to ambush the Northwestern Marquis, it must have surrendered to the emperor early.
Then there is Gyeongju and Liangju left.
It just so happens that the geographical location of the three companies happens to surround Ganzhou in the middle.
Although in terms of strength, it is naturally inferior to the Northwest Army, which has less powerful soldiers and horses.
But if they happened together, it would be enough for the Northwest Army to eat a pot.
Therefore, the three states joining forces are their only hope for survival.
The secret sentry responsible for delivering messages rushed across the northwest land like a strong wind.
At the same time, Uncle Liu in the Northwest Army camp was not idle either.
Through various means, he finally got the news that both his father and brother were dead.
He also learned that his beloved daughter Liu Xuer committed suicide in the main hall.