The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and this is suitable for any dynasty and generation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info When Li Mu'er changed her route and went to Zhang Qiuzhen, the center of the disaster, she saw and heard the scenes of tragedy or philistine, big and small, and really felt the truth of this sentence.

The water and silt from the flood have largely receded, but the situation in the city is still dire. The streets were full of refugees, and a few or a dozen people leaned together to keep warm, looking weakly at a certain place in the city. The residents of the shops on the street are all closed, probably worried that someone will come in and grab food.

"Brothers, I'm wrong, for the sake of the people in the same village, it's okay, keep a steamed bun, you know, I still have an old mother!" There was a commotion, and Li Mu'er turned around and saw a man with painful and frightened eyes, his face covered with blood, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"For you? We brethren don't all have to starve to death! Bah! Find dead! Let go ......" The leper man standing in front of him seemed to have some status, distributed the food at hand to a few of his subordinates, and hurriedly devoured it!

Feeling some strength in his stomach, the leper man smiled hideously, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the middle-aged man's face, raised his leg and kicked it over, and rolled down to the other group.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he fell to the ground and began to cry.

Li Mu'er had never experienced such a disaster, and although she had been mentally prepared along the way, she still felt cold in her heart when she saw the scene in front of her, and she felt depressed and breathless.

A few steps further, I found a group of people with pale and sad faces, surrounding the major grain stores. The people looked at the high price of food and sighed, after this catastrophe, the houses were flooded, and many people became ragged, not to mention food! Now there is nothing left in the house, and they all look numb. Occasionally, a few young and middle-aged people are still a little energetic, and their mouths are full of righteous indignation, "Hmph, it's really hateful that the government raises grain prices like this and takes the opportunity to make huge profits!" ”

"Yes, eighty percent of the official rations have been deducted and are not allowed to be distributed...... Now the collusion between officials and businessmen is simply a matter of careless life! The people of the city have all been soaked in water, their crops have been gone, and now they are drinking the northwest wind...... There are still many refugees in the countryside who have not drowned who have sought refuge here...... If this continues, I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death......"

"It's good that it's summer, but in winter, they have no food or clothing, so they can only starve to death......"

"There are already many people who have begun to think about selling their children and daughters......"

"Yes, I heard that the largest granary in the city was also flooded, do you believe it?"

"Shhhh......h

Li Mu'er stood in front of the grain store, listening to these remarks, and glanced at Ma Cong, each frowning and rising with anger.

Sure enough, I'm afraid that the emperor's mandate has been achieved, but it can't resist the obstruction of corrupt officials and corrupt officials!

Turning around, Li Mu'er pulled Ma Cong to the post station in Yanggu County.

This way first went by water, and they didn't want to make a big splash about their relationship, so the two never stayed at the inn. But when she got here, Li Mu'er desperately wanted to reveal her identity!

Yanggu County is not big, and now it has suffered another disaster, and the so-called post station is just to find a place to live in the county government. This is more in line with Li Muer's wishes, so that Ma Cong showed the gold medal of Jinyiwei and successfully moved into the Yanei.

The county magistrate's name is Wang Yanzhang, and he looks shrewd. It's just that, just from the fact that he tried his best to please Ma Cong, but he pinched the principle of "there is no surplus grain in this county", it is enough to see that he is quite a scheming person.

Li Mu'er and Ma Cong came to the room and sat down, and Ma Cong couldn't wait to ask: "Tossing all the way, Mu'er, do you have any plans?" ”

He didn't ask, "What do you want to do?" Instead, ask, "Do you have a plan?" Seeing his understanding and trust in Li Mu'er, Li Mu'er smiled heartily and didn't dare to say carelessly: "This catastrophe, the interruption of Cao Yun, is related to the people's livelihood, and the court must have fallen into trouble." "He must be overwhelmed, right? Li Mu'er speculated in her heart, but she still didn't change her face and said, "As an official of the imperial court, since we have bumped into this matter, how can we help!" We don't understand the matter of controlling the water, and I believe that the emperor will also send the most suitable person to command. What we can do is to save the people from danger. ”

"That's true, but with the strength of you and me, how can we?"

"Brother Cong, you are wrong," Li Mu'er interrupted Ma Cong and said firmly, "What I said about saving the people is definitely not your own strength. In fact, the imperial court must have issued an imperial order, and it is imperative to open a warehouse for disaster relief, and what we have to do is just push the boat down the river. In other words, digging up the stubborn rocks that stand in front of the boat. ”

"Well," Ma Cong nodded in agreement, and then said, "But there is no evidence at the moment, it is said that the local granary is still flooded, where is this warehouse opened?" ”

Li Mu'er stood up, paced a few steps, and said to Ma Cong in a consultative tone: "I have been thinking about this question for the past few days. Brother Cong, I have an idea, that is, what if this public granary was not flooded, but was embezzled by the collusion of officials and businessmen? Without waiting for Ma Cong to answer, she continued, "Then we have to find evidence, and it can't be done in a day or two." At that time, even if the corrupt officials are punished, it will not be cost-effective to miss the opportunity to save people......"

"That's it!"

"Therefore, we should divide our troops into two ways." Li Mu'er casually picked up the two cups on the table, placed them heavily in front of the two, and said while gesturing, "You go to find evidence of whether the public warehouse is flooded, and I, I have to borrow the 'righteous warehouse'!" ”

"Yoshikura?"

"Not bad. Whenever there is a shortage of food, or in the event of a natural or man-made disaster, the government should put the grain in the warehouse into the market, so as not to 'hurt the peasants' or directly subsidize the refugees. The Yicang was built in line with the concept of storing grain for the people and establishing private reserves. ”

The Yicang in Li Muer's mouth, Ma Cong has also heard of it. Its original meaning is a "private" granary: the warehouse is located in the countryside, and the grain in the warehouse is voluntarily donated by the villagers, and the rich are more and the poor are less; The granary is managed by a person with high prestige and good reputation among the villagers, and the management personnel are rotated regularly, which is conducive to the transparency of storage; In the event of a famine, Yicang can provide relief nearby, which is timely and convenient.

But this kind of righteous warehouse is too idealistic, not everyone is a bodhisattva, willing to donate one or two when they have surplus food. Nor is it possible for everyone to be prophetic and willing to save a little surplus food when there is no calamity. Not to mention the little ninety-nine in people's hearts, who will feel at ease to take it out of their own pockets and put it in everyone's pockets?

Therefore, the implementation of the theory of "Yicang" is always difficult, and all dynasties have been in ruin, rising and falling.

Li Mu'er seemed to guess what Ma Cong was worried about, shook his head and sighed: "There is no other way to quench the thirst at the moment." Let's just split up, remember, be fast! The sooner we do this, the sooner we can get the innocent people out of the sea of suffering! (To be continued.) )