A group of reporters are now confused. They are military rations and relief rations. What are they all about?

And just now, Li Feng seemed to admit that he encouraged the refugees to grab the food, but why do they think the food was right?

This kind of question lingers in the hearts of these reporters. At this moment, they have many doubts in their hearts, waiting for Li Feng to solve their doubts.

Ignore these arrogant Central Army and local government officials, even if they had a good meal and good drink before, the purpose of their journalists' trip was to figure out the stolen military rations and refugees, and the rest can be discussed later.

Seeing that these people were still so arrogant and unrepentant, the fat man laughed angrily, let go of the collar of the government official, and then wiped his collar to smooth out the wrinkles on it, and finally said with a smile:

"Yes, if you are talking about the granary in the place that was stolen by refugees before, then I do admit that I was encouraging these refugees to do it behind my back.

But what you said about the stolen military rations has nothing to do with me. What I asked the refugees to rob are the relief food that originally belonged to them."

Li Feng said this with a strong and powerful look. He stared at these local officials and the Central Army with a knife-like look, which made them feel a little scared.

Some reporters seemed to understand something and carefully tentatively said:

"This means that the food that the refugees robbed before was originally their relief food, but the government said that military food was stolen. What's going on?"

The reporters all wanted to know the answer to this question, but a fat man smiled and spread his hands, looking at these local officials and the Central Army and said helplessly:

"I don't know this. The food that the refugees snatched is indeed all relief food. I can guarantee that this is true, because we have our own intelligence system, and as long as you stay here, you should know how the military rations of the Central Army could appear in granaries built by local officials privately.

All fools know that the relief food has not been distributed, but where did they go? No one knows. I hope you guys can explain something well!"

The little fat man looked at these officials and deliberately took the words "Qingtian Master" very seriously. For a moment, the local officials looked very embarrassed, and they were coming to scold him this time.

The fat man is very polite, and this makes them feel ashamed.

If an official still has the strength of being a stern person, it is unreasonable to exploit the people for so many years, and exploit the poor sticks for so many years, they will be defeated by you, a fat man.

When Li Feng said this, someone immediately stood up to refute it.

"The relief grain has been distributed. The ones you asked the man to rob were military rations. Anyone who built a granary privately was a false accusation.

The government has issued a notice before that we have rescued most of the refugees nearby. As for the refugees nearby, it can only be said to be a small part of the missing ones. Don’t confuse the matter of your private robbery of military rations with the matter of refugees.”

Sure enough, it was amazing, and the responsibility was completely abandoned in a few words.

Anyway, they don’t take the blame, and everyone knows the matter of exploiting the people. Who is the official these days is not greedy? As for whether these poor sticks die or not, they have nothing to do with them. Which dynasty or which generation are not some poor sticks?

The little fat man still laughed at these people's ugly faces. This is the essence of bureaucracy, so there are troops of the Eighth Route Army generals. The people are always for the people, and those who exploit the people will always think about trying every means to prevent the people from living a better life.

"Do you know how many ordinary people are nearby?" The fat man asked with a smile.

Suddenly, several officials were confused. They walked around and looked at the refugees around them, but they still didn't count how many of them were.

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, are there many refugees here?" A male reporter asked in confusion.

At this time, the fat man took a group of people to a ridge of the field. Because of the drought, the fields were still very dry at this time, and many places were even cracked.

"I tell you that the people you miss have hundreds of thousands. As long as you want to see the evidence, I can call more than 100,000 refugees nearby this afternoon. Do you want to give it a try?"

The fat man's problem directly left government officials speechless. If Li Feng really had this strength, then these people would probably apologize for their death.

Damn, who is an official who doesn’t exploit the poor? They become officials just to get some money for promotion and wealth. If they don’t do this, why should they become officials?

Being an official means being a superior person. If you are like those poor guys, what's going on in your life?

"The government is also willing but not capable. If such a big disaster occurs in Henan, there will definitely be refugees who cannot receive timely assistance, and it is reasonable to see hundreds of thousands of refugees.

But they should believe in the government, and the government will not give up on them." The official said the magnificent sound as if it was true, but Li Feng still shook his head and said:

"When you think of them, these people may have become a pile of bones."

"Li Feng, don't argue anymore. You are the mastermind behind the refugees robbing military rations. Be prepared to go to the military court."

"Hehe, do you think I'm afraid?" If the little fat man doesn't care, who would be afraid of whom?

The reporters also looked at these officials with very strange eyes at this time, and they seemed to understand now.

It turned out that what Li Feng asked the refugees to rob was originally relief food. As for why relief food was said to be military food, these officials were unwilling to say it, so they could only ask Li Feng.

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, what evidence do you have? Also, why do these people say that the relief food is military food?"

"Haha, I'm afraid you'll be unwilling to accept this matter. In fact, I don't want to accept the answer in my heart, but that's the case, I can only accept it with tears." The fat man's face looked very bad when he said this, and he felt as uncomfortable as if he was chewing steel in his mouth.

"The reason why they described the relief grain as military ration is very simple, that is, the military rations of the Central Army have been replenished long ago, and the remaining grain can enter their private pockets at this time.

As for the relief grains... as long as they are called military rations, everything will be easy to do. Anyway, the army's food has been paid, so the remaining people will do whatever they want!

You also know how high the food prices were in the famine era. If you take advantage of this time to resell food, how much benefit do you think you can get?" A fat man said this in a sinister way, and a group of reporters immediately covered their mouths in surprise, because they really couldn't accept the answer.

"False accusation, you are false accusation..." No one heard the self-defense of government officials, because a fat man dared to say this, so he naturally had his reliance on it.

"You have no evidence. You are falsely accusing our officials. You are forcibly defending your mistake of looting military rations. I must take you to the military court."

"Go to your mother's false accusation. I will definitely have evidence to say this, and this evidence is given by you."
Chapter completed!