Chapter Fifty-Eight: All-out Disaster Relief Hell on Earth
With Zhao Ji's golden mouth, an order was given.
Even if Tong Guan has a different opinion, since His Majesty has made a decision, as a courtier, he only needs to implement it seriously.
Cai Jing and Tong Guan replied together: "Follow Your Majesty's will." ”
The entire Great Song Dynasty began to operate, first of all, the will to increase taxes spread all over the world, and the transit envoys from all over the country began to collect taxes in advance, and the people were full of complaints.
The border troops were all based on the city and no longer took the initiative to respond to the battle, and Yulu was also appeased by the commander-in-chief, and dragged on and on.
The imperial court opened a large granary, began disaster relief, and used silver taels to buy a large amount of grain from the south.
But there is one thing that Zhao Ji didn't expect that there were too many officials in the Great Song Dynasty. Even if you usually have to eat and take cards, not to mention that people are selfish.
When the natural disaster came, it was unknown how long it would last, and officials began to withhold food and disaster money to meet emergency needs.
"Your Highness, there are more displaced people pouring into Hangzhou City today. "Hua Kui is reporting to Zhao Mao in the palace.
Zhao Mao tapped on the table and said in a deep voice: "These are the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and this king can't turn a blind eye."
Instructed Yang Tianyou to let the Tianyuan army build shanties outside the city to resettle the victims and manage order.
In addition, if you exchange all your money for food, you can exchange it for as much as you want. ”
Hua Kuiqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and she hesitated: "Your Highness, I don't know how long the drought in the north will last, and with the increase of displaced people, we are afraid that our money and silver will not be able to support next year." ”
Zhao Mao said with a firm expression: "No matter what, save the displaced people first, and then this king will think of another way."
I am afraid that a large part of the displaced people in the north will not be able to make it to the south. Ling Zhiwen led 10,000 forbidden troops to carry grain to the north.
Distributing food as appropriate in the drought-stricken areas so that displaced people can reach the south without a hitch may give them a better chance of survival. ”
Hua Kui went to carry out the task ordered by His Royal Highness, and Zhao Mao also went to the Hangzhou Mansion to discuss countermeasures with the officials.
Zhiwen led 10,000 forbidden troops to the north with food, and there were many displaced people along the way.
On both sides of the official road were victims with sleazed faces and dull expressions.
There are soup kitchens in each city along the way, but the number of displaced people that can withstand it is limited.
Under the transfer of officials, the displaced people drank porridge in one place every day and then went to the next city to disperse the pressure.
After the army reached the south, there were white bones everywhere near the official road, and there was no bark and grass left.
In the early morning, on the eastern horizon, a layer of blood red gradually appeared.
"Why don't you give porridge yet? ”
"Yes, my children are crying with hunger. ”
"What's going on today, so late. ”
......
Chenjiazhuang, the courtyard outside Chen Yuanwai was surrounded by a group of victims.
Most of them are natives of Chenjiazhuang, and they are also relatives of Chen Yuanwai, and the rest are disaster victims who have been displaced here from other places.
Since the drought, Chen Yuanwai has used all his family wealth to buy food and help his relatives.
At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened, and Chen Yuanwai stepped out of the gate and said to everyone: "Alas, fellow villagers and elders, the food is almost exhausted.
Chen can't do anything anymore, there are still some last food here, and Chen will share it with everyone later.
Let's all flee, alas. ”
With that, the Chen family guards carried out the cauldron where the rice porridge had been cooked.
Everyone also knew in their hearts that there would be this day, but when it really came, they were a little confused.
It's just that the belly is really hungry, so feed the belly first. A group of people are pushing and grabbing.
After eating, everyone thanked Chen Yuanwai and immediately led his family to the south.
But there are a handful of relatives who stayed, after all, the homeland is difficult to leave, and there is luck, in case Chen Yuanwai has food after a while.
So he continued to stay at the gate of the courtyard outside Chen Yuan, and did not move, just staring at it with blank eyes.
"Master, what should I do if these folks don't leave. Chen Yuanwai's wife asked worriedly.
Chen Yuanwai flipped through the account book in his hand and said coldly: "Chen has exhausted his benevolence and righteousness, and the remaining grain is only enough for us to eat for a month.
Whether these villagers are dead or alive, Chen can't care. ”
In the evening, smoke wafted from the chimney of Chen's house. Everyone outside the hospital smelled the smell of rice, which was as intoxicating as a drug.
Chen Yuanwai and his family guards began to eat, and there were bursts of pleading voices from outside the courtyard.
"Uncle Chen, give us something to eat, just a little. ”
"Daddy Chen, I'm about to starve to death, you can't see death without help. ”
"Chen Wazi, didn't you say that you have no food. ”
......
When Mrs. Chen heard this, the chopsticks in her hand stopped.
"Leave it alone, eat. Chen Yuanwai said with an ugly face.
The crescent moon struggled in the clouds, but it still poured water on the earth.
Mrs. Chen was lying on the bed, and she could still hear the faint pleading sound outside.
"Dead!"
"Erya, what's wrong with you, wake up, don't scare my mother. ”
"This Chen Wazi can't be saved when he sees death, his heart is too ruthless, let's go in and grab food, otherwise everyone will die. ”
......
Chen Yuanwai and the others, who had not slept from their beds, got up from their beds, and the guards all drew their big knives and waited in the courtyard.
"Bang bang bang. ”
"Puff. ”
The deadbolt was broken, the cape was scattered, and the bloodshot eyes of the crowd rushed in.
"Kill!" Chen Yuanwai has been a businessman for many years, and he has never seen any battles. If you don't keep food at this time, your family will starve to death.
The guards swung their swords at everyone, these hungry and skinny victims, where were the opponents of the guards.
As soon as I touched the surface, I poured four or five.
In the face of death, everyone was so frightened that they stopped. According to this posture, there are only about 30 people on his side, and they can't grab food at all, so they will only give their lives in vain.
Chen Yuanwai yelled behind him: "If you don't want to die, get out of here." ”
The victims hesitated and retreated, and the first few victims suddenly looked at their fallen companions, their eyes turning red and green.
They all leaned down and dragged the bodies of their companions away.
After everyone exited the courtyard, the guards found a new deadbolt to close the gate.
"Sir, it's okay. Mrs. Chen said with concern.
Chen Yuanwai nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "It's okay, it's just that there's no one outside." ”
Except for Mrs. Chen, everyone else had a heavy abnormality in their hearts.
In the silence of the dark night, there was a creepy chewing sound.
"I ...... Still alive, ah!"
Early the next morning, the victims left one after another, and only the lonely Chen Yuanwai family was left in Chenjiazhuang.
"Head, there is not a single ghost outside, I looked at it in the warehouse today, and the food is only enough to eat for a month. ”
"There are a lot of people. ”
"Master, what's wrong with you, don't die. ”
"What are you going to do, don't, don't, livestock!"
Two months later, Chenjiazhuang was completely reduced to a ghost village.