Chapter 365: Personal Disaster Relief (I)

When Nan Jiawei heard it, he really sat on the ground regardless of his image, and ...... 10,000,000 taels ...... Isn't it really a joke to become 10,000 taels!

When Murong Hao saw him like this, he only thought he was lying, and his heart was empty.

Seeing that the emperor was leaving, Nan Jiawei couldn't take care of anything at all, so he directly kowtowed and said loudly: "I ask the emperor to see everything, the disaster relief silver is really only 10,000 taels in the hands of the small one!" The small one uses the life of the whole family as a guarantee, and there is really no half-truth. ”

Jin Yiwei glanced at Nan Jiawei without a trace, and then looked at his master's loose expression, and made a gesture behind his back.

Murong Hao listened to the muffled sound behind him, he naturally didn't feel distressed, but just calmly turned to look at Nan Jiawei who was kowtowing. It wasn't until he saw red blood stains on the ground that he opened his mouth and said, "You said that the silver taels transported from above are only 10,000 taels to you?" ”

"Yes, the emperor, although it sounds ridiculous, but the small one really only received 10,000 taels, Your Majesty." Nan Jiawei's head was already a little dizzy when he answered the question, he had been pampered for several years, and it was the first time he kowtowed so miserably.

After a while, the departing Jinyi Wei came back and walked up to Murong Hao and whispered, and immediately retreated after speaking, his face was calm as if nothing had happened.

The green tendons on Murong Hao's forehead seemed to throb for a moment, and soon he calmed down, looking at the poor begging for mercy at his feet: "I know, get up." I'll find out about it. ”

Nan Jiawei kowtowed again and thanked him, and Murong Hao ignored him and left with Jinyiwei. After he finishes dealing with the affairs here, he should also go back to the palace to make those ministers sober up.

When the emperor's figure left and could no longer be seen, the housekeeper who had been hiding in the dark and did not dare to step forward stepped forward to help Nan Jiawei, who was still kneeling on the ground, worried about being afraid.

"The city lord get up quickly, sit down, his forehead is bleeding, hey, the old slave has already called the doctor."

Nan Jiawei had a headache, was supported by the housekeeper to sit on the chair, raised his head and gently touched the scar on his forehead, the pain was not daring to touch it again, he gasped, trying to make himself feel better.

Nan Jiawei took the tea in the butler's hand, took a sip and said twice: "Lao He, the top is really too deceitful, have you heard?" The amount allocated by the imperial court is 10 million taels! There are only 10,000 taels left in our hands, where did they get the confidence that we can fill the remaining 9,990,000 taels? Let's all die together! Anyway, I didn't get the benefits this time. ”

At the end, my head throbbed again, and I couldn't get out of breath.

Lao He, as a housekeeper, also has an identity and is also one of the staff, and he is also the one who proposed to let the people of the city donate silver, but he is also quite shrewd, so that Nan Jiawei should not use rules and regulations to order the people to donate silver, it is a voluntary principle, so this is the reason why Luoyang City only raised 5,000 taels.

Although the money is less, at least it will not cause public resentment, so it will not attract the attention of the above. At this time, when he heard Nan Jiawei say that the imperial court originally allocated 10 million taels, Rao is mind turned quickly...... Don't know what to say anymore.

After a moment of silence, Lao He Cai said: "The city lord is not panicking, we don't have any corrupt officials at all, now we should deal with the emperor, and we don't have to worry about those big officials above!" ”

Suddenly, he remembered the letter he was carrying in his sleeve, and hurriedly took it out and said to Nan Jiawei: "City Lord, a letter has been sent to us from above, saying that it must be delivered to you." ”

Even if Nan Jiawei had a headache, he had to cheer up and immediately open the letter to read.

When he read the whole letter, he suddenly slapped the table angrily, "Lao He, they are really!" Really! Alas......"

Lao He saw that Nan Jiawei's hands and feet were trembling, and immediately asked, "What is written in the city lord's letter?" ”

"See for yourself!" Nan Jiawei raised the letter in his hand and motioned Lao He to read it himself.

Lao He took it, saw that it was stunned, and asked with shaking hands: "City Lord, you have already said in front of the emperor that the silver transported is only 10,000 taels, which is ......... But the top said that he was transporting the remaining 990,000 taels? ”

"What's the use of coming here! The emperor said that it was 10 million taels, they were so lawless, and they had already found a reason for me. Nan Jiawei pointed to the letter hatefully.

Lao He swallowed his saliva and said: "They said that this batch of silver was robbed by the bandits, and now they have only grabbed a little bit back, and the rest is being shipped one after another." ”

You don't have to think about it to guess this, this 10 million taels must have been deducted by layers of ministers, and now I know that the emperor is here, so I sent it back. But...... The place is different, so naturally it can't be sent all at once, and those silver taels should arrive one after another. It's a pity that they can't send it quickly, before the emperor! Every time the news is slow, the news arrives when the emperor comes, I really don't know if they don't take the emperor seriously.

Lao He took the letter and his mind turned quickly, he still had something to say, but the doctor outside had already come in, so he shut up.

After the doctor bandaged it, Lao He personally helped Nan Jiawei to go back, and only then did he say: "City Lord, the top is no longer reliable, they don't care about our life or death, and they may throw us out as scapegoats at a critical moment." ”

Nan Jiawei's knees were very sore, and he walked very slowly and looked at Lao He Dao: "What good method do you have?" ”

"Hmm...... As I said before, we don't have to get involved in it at all, it says that the thieves robbed the official silver, so we will pretend that we just knew about it, anyway, we can't pretend to be stupid on both sides, we choose the emperor, and we will take ourselves out. Lao He whispered.

Nan Jiawei is in his forties, and when he was young, he didn't do anything hurtful except for spending money to bribe those officials. Especially when he was a young man, he was the same age as him, and he was rescued back then.

Why did he think of his life-saving grace first, the two had similar interests, so they stayed to help Nan Jiawei take care of Luoyang City. Sometimes he acts as a housekeeper, sometimes he acts as a staff friend.

His suggestions have always been very reasonable, so Nan Jiawei has almost adopted all the strategies he offered, and now he has not thought of a solution, and it is still very right to listen carefully to what Lao He said.

The top is no longer reliable, it is better to hug the emperor's thigh, at least there is a chance to survive. After he figured it out, his waist straightened a little, and he said seriously: "Okay, you still have a way, you have a way, the horizontal and vertical ones are just dead, and the people above don't take us seriously, so we will pretend to be stupid with them." ”

Lao He smiled and said, "The silver that was transported? ”

"Just take it, I'll report it to the emperor at that time, the emperor is so shrewd, I'm afraid he won't know what's going on?" Nan Jiawei snorted and said, he is not powerful, but he is decisive enough.

Lao He nodded and helped him down.

Murong Hao didn't hide his identity, no one in Nan Jiawei's mansion dared to stop him, even if he wasn't the emperor, with those dozens of brocade guards by his side, the aura of slaughter could make people's legs weak.

He plans to go out and contact the people as soon as possible, and then rush back to the palace to have a good exchange with those ministers!

When Murong Hao arrived on Luoyang Street, there were a lot of displaced people outside, and when he saw him coming with people, he unconsciously shrank back. Seeing this situation, how could Murong Hao still be close to the people, which king came empty-handed and did not bring anything, thinking that he was also stunned by the news he had just learned.

Yes, from 10 million to 10,000, the middle 9.99 million instantly flew that was a white piece of silver, and it just went into the pockets of those bureaucrats under him! Thinking that as the Ninety-Five Emperor, he still has to worry about the empty treasury, and even if he thinks of a solution, he doesn't want to remember it, and as a result, he feels embarrassed to get the silver...... If he doesn't kill a few corrupt officials, they won't know how powerful he is!

Thinking of this, Murong Hao stopped and turned around to go back to the City Lord's Mansion.

According to Jinyiwei's investigation, Luoyang City did indeed only receive 10,000 taels of silver, but looking at the ruddy and pot-bellied appearance of the Luoyang City Lord, he said that thrift could not be frugal, and he had to ask Nan Jiawei to use his name to give porridge once. Otherwise, how could he stand before these people?

So Nan Jiawei, the lord of Luoyang City, had just returned to his room, lying on the warm kang before he had time to rest for a while, a little guy outside the door ran in in a panic, woke him up and said, "City Lord, the emperor is back again!" I'm going to see you! ”

Nan Jia sat up from the bed with a shudder, and said with wide eyes: "Your Majesty, the emperor summoned me?" ”

"Yes! The emperor wants to summon you! The little guy looked at Nan Jiawei very seriously and eagerly and replied.

Nan Jiawei immediately stood up, touched his clothes as he walked, and said, "Hurry up, look at my hair and clothes!" ”

When he came to the hall in a panic, Nan Jiawei seemed to be a guest and not the owner of this mansion.

The little servant helped tidy up for a while, and the city lord had no problems at all except for the place where the bandaging on his forehead was particularly conspicuous!

Nan Jiawei didn't dare to let the emperor wait for a long time, so he took a deep breath and bowed in and knelt down, his voice couldn't help but tremble a little, and said: "The little one sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live." ”

Murong Hao glanced at him, drank the hot tea in the cup, moistened his throat before opening his mouth to let him be excused.

Nan Jiawei could stand up, but he still didn't dare to relax. He could feel the sweat flowing on his forehead, and he especially wanted to reach out to wipe it off, but he didn't dare to hold back desperately. It's cold and cold outside, and he can still sweat when he stands here, even if he is scared.

He didn't know if the emperor knew something, so he left for less than half an hour and came back to summon him. Although I decided to pretend to be stupid with Lao He before, I didn't play the draft in this belly! How do you say it?

Murong Hao didn't know that his heavens and men were fighting, so he asked very calmly: "How much food is there in the granary now, I want to open grain for disaster relief." ”

Nan Jiawei nodded immediately, "Back to the emperor, there are still seven thousand quintals of grain in the granary, but it was only shrunk to save food for a long time...... Reduced quite a bit. In the end, he was inexplicably a little weak.

Murong Hao didn't pay attention to him, and when he heard that the food was enough, he ordered: "Order someone to make more steamed buns, and I will personally ask these victims." ”

Nan Jiawei: "...... why would the high-ranking emperor come to Luoyang, which is far away from the palace, is a problem, and the bigger problem is that the emperor has to lower his status to contact these victims in person?"