Chapter 10: Hold on to Me for a Year! Just one year! (3rd Update!) )
Fuquan, who came to the door, insisted that Wu Yue sit back on the dragon chair, and only then did he sit on the right hand of the dragon case after Sandezi next to him moved the seat.
Wu Yue knew what Fuquan meant, and he didn't blame it in the slightest, but felt a little comforted in his heart. However, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds.
After that, Wu Yue looked at Fuquan with a serious face and asked.
"Tell me how the flooding of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River is going?"
Hearing this, Fuquan's face instantly became much more solemn, and after thinking for a while, he stood up, bowed to Wu Yue and responded with a fist, "Master, the situation is much more serious than we imagined!" ”
Wu Yue's expression suddenly became serious and abnormal. got up and walked slowly to Fuquan's side, stayed for a few minutes, and then slowly came to the gate of the palace, standing with his hands in his hands, and his eyes looked straight outside the palace.
Seeing that Wu Yue's mood had become heavy and abnormal, Fu Quan slowly walked in front of Wu Yue, bowed down and continued, "Master, the slave has been walking along the Yellow River for more than ten days. Everywhere I went, the river was blown to pieces, the fields were flooded, the river was gone, and the fields were overgrown with weeds. ”
"The houses along the coast are even more empty and ruined! People were displaced, and many of them fell and decomposed. ”
"The shocking scene, even if the minions talk about it now, are a little frightened. If you don't see it with your own eyes, the minions can't believe it, this is our Daqing country! Fuquan's voice trembled.
Wu Yue's face became extremely ugly. The hand that was slowly stretched out was now clenched into a fist.
"The money allocated by the imperial court to control the river was all greedy by those people in the river?" Wu Yue turned his head suddenly, his voice raised by a few decibels, and he shouted at Fu Quan!
Fuquan seemed to have expected that Wu Yue would be furious, but his expression did not change much, and he bowed down and responded, "It is certain that the money for governing the river has not been completely disbursed. But if it was said that the officials of the river were greedy for this batch of silver, the minions asserted that they were not so bold, and there should be courtiers to support them! ”
Wu Yue nodded with a pale face. After pondering for a few minutes, he said, "What do you mean, the official who asked the river at the moment?" ”
Fuquan shook his head, "Now is the time to employ people, the meaning of the minion, the silver allocated this time for the special treatment of the river will be controlled by the minions, and it will not go through the hands of others." Outside the river, the silver of the corresponding imperial court auxiliary places was directly allocated to the county order by the household department. Don't pass through the state capital in between. ”
"Okay, I'm going to send the order to the household department!" Wu Yue listened to Fuquan's words, turned around and walked towards the dragon case.
Wu Yue's actions made Fuquan a little dumbfounded, looked at Wu Yue stupidly, and asked in a low voice, "You're not worried about the minions?" ”
Wu Yue raised his head with a chuckle and looked at Fuquan, "If I can't even trust you, who else can I trust?" ”
Wu Yue said, leaning over and starting to write the holy decree. Fu Quan's eyes were red, and he knelt down in front of the dragon case.
"Slave thank you lord Longen!" Fuquan said loudly.
"Alright, get up." Wu Yue lightly placed the written holy decree on the dragon case, got up and came to Fuquan, and helped him up with both hands.
Wu Yue pulled him to sit down on the seat next to him, and then said, "I want to know how you distributed the three million taels of silver that were allocated to you. How much do you have left? ”
Fuquan's mood at the moment seemed to be much calmer, and his speech became a lot more casual, and he said, "Back to the master, the slave divided the three million taels of silver into three parts, one million taels to buy grain, and along the upper waterway of the Yellow River, every few miles, he built a porridge shed to recruit the surrounding homeless, so that they could think about the migration of the waterway in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and make the most basic manpower reserve for the future repair of the river." ”
"Another million taels of silver, to build a wagon to haul the rocks, and to hire workers who could open the rocks. As well as the construction of corresponding fortifications, the construction of roads. ”
"The silver now deposited in the hands of the servants is less than a million taels of silver." Fuquan said in a deep voice.
Wu Yue nodded.
"For a month, I will not give you any more money, can you hold on for a month?" Wu Yue asked softly.
Fu Shan's face showed a look of danger, and he shook his head, but after a while, he raised his head suddenly, looked at Wu Yue, and said, "Master, there are still some family backgrounds in the slave mansion, plus some rare treasures given by the emperor, you can roughly collect one million taels of silver." It shouldn't be difficult to stick to it for a month. ”
"If I want you to sell all the palaces given by the previous emperor, then this emperor of mine will be too much of a failure." Wu Yue shook his head with a wry smile, and looked at Aunt Su Mala beside him with a difficult side face.
Aunt Su Mala shook her head, "Master, there is not much silver left in the secret store. Their respective uses have long been predetermined, master, don't fight there anymore. ”
Su Malagu was afraid that Wu Yue would ask her for money, so she hurriedly greeted the palace maid beside her, put the prepared tea on the tea table, and then waved her hand and beckoned them to leave.
Seeing this, Wu Yue smiled bitterly.
"No way, this miser won't give it." Wu Yue shook his head.
"Don't worry, the master is coming back this time, he doesn't want silver, as long as the master can batch some more food."
"Until the last resort, the minions are reluctant to sell the minions' palace." Fuquan said with a smile.
"This is okay, the stock of the granary of the government, even if those local officials are greedy for ink, they will save some of it, I give you a special purpose, you can open a warehouse, transport the grain to the porridge shed, for the purpose of soup porridge, if it is not enough, I can also secretly call the grain in the granary." When Wu Yue talked about food, he seemed to have a lot of confidence, and he said such a sentence generously.
The reason why Wu Yue dared to respond to Fuquan so financially was because the day before, Wei Dongting had brought back grain from hundreds of merchant ships to Wu Yue by sea.
Although it seems to be a drop in the bucket, Wei Dongting's recital notes that there are at least more than 1,000 merchant ships with grain that have been transported to the docks of coastal countries and can be loaded back to China at any time.
Once this batch of grain was transported back to the Qing Dynasty, plus the grain stored in various granaries over the years, it was enough to support the displaced people in the Yellow River and Yangtze River basins for a year.
As long as you persist for a year, you can see the harvest of those submerged land, and the corresponding pressure will be much less!
In addition, Wu Yue promulgated the national policy of abolishing enclosures, and a large amount of land used for grazing was returned to the hands of the people for farming. In this way, the collection of grain can also be strengthened.
In a word, as long as it lasts for a year, the situation in the Qing Dynasty will be greatly improved!