This winter is the most difficult winter since Han Chen became an official!

Thousands of stove households have been displaced by seawater inflow, and if they don't want to find a way to help, the stove households who can't survive will rebel, not to mention that this official can't do it and even has to worry about his life.

Fortunately, Anfeng is a big town, and the gentry in the town and the big families in the nearby Zhuang Town who have not suffered from the disaster also realized that if they want to survive this pass, they have to be generous, and all the stored grain in the Yanyi warehouse has been released, and the grain bought by raising money has also been transported.

Just when he was about to ask Guo Da Chen, who was acting as the salt transport envoy of the two Huai again, to recruit more young people from the disaster victims, and send them to Yangzhou as a villager to serve in front of the battle, so as not to cause trouble after the grain was exhausted, Guo Da asked a candidate salt experience to send an official letter, ordering him to immediately hand over the salt experience surnamed Chen, and then quickly pack his luggage and take his family to Taizhou.

Han Chen was confused, but thinking that it would not be a bad thing for Lord Guo to summon him, he immediately handed over the official seals of the two Huaiyun judgments and the ambassador of the Anfeng Field Salt Division, and explained the disaster relief, but he didn't have time to greet the gentry of Anfeng, so he rushed to Taizhou with Han Bo and other family members overnight.

Rushed to the Yunsi Office located in the Tianhou Palace, Pan Er was also there, much thinner than the last time I saw him, and his face was full of sadness, and he could imagine that his life was not easy during this time.

Seeing that there was no one in the court, Han Chen asked eagerly, "Changsheng, where is Lord Guo?" ”

Pan Er, who can't care about making money these days and is busy with disaster relief, said with a wry smile: "Lord Guo is meeting guests inside, and I have just arrived, so let me wait here first." ”

"What are you here to do, and Lord Guo asked you to come?"

"I'm here by myself," Seeing Han Chen's dust, Pan Er couldn't help but beg: "Master Han, Anfeng is richer than us, can you not grab food from me, if there is no food, I will really die!" ”

Han Chen couldn't cry or laugh, and asked incomprehensibly: "How many victims are there in your corner of the oblique field, with Dean Gu and Qinghuai here, it shouldn't be difficult to maintain it for another month." ”

"If it's just a victim of the disaster in my corner slope field, can I come all the way to cause chaos for Lord Guo?" The more Pan Er thought about it, the more angry he became, and said through gritted teeth: "The two people in Fu'an Field and Zhangcha Field opened a porridge field for thirteen days after a full meal, and those victims couldn't survive I heard that I had something to eat over there, so they rushed to my place, if it weren't for Lu Daming and Liang Liu's timely leadership of the township to play and suppress, I don't know if I can see you again!" ”

Han Chen was taken aback: "All ran to you?" ”

"There are eight or nine thousand victims over there."

"How many days is enough food?"

"Three days at most." Pan Er took a deep breath and said helplessly: "I've tried all the ways, if I can't raise food, I can only let those victims find a way to survive on their own." ”

"You let Master Guo get you food!" Han Chen looked back behind him, and then leaned into his ear and said, "Hurry up and think of a way to coax those disaster victims to Rugao, as long as you can coax those disaster victims away, you won't have anything to do." ”

"What if Rugao Zhengtang doesn't care?" Pan Er asked with a bitter face.

"It's none of your business, when those victims walk thirty miles to the outside of Rugao City, do you think they still have the strength to walk back to the west field?" Han Chen touched the corners of his mouth, and continued: "Besides, the gentry in Rugao Zhixian and Rugao are not melons, can they not know that if they hurry up to raise food to help the victims, they will cause trouble, and they don't want to live in peace." ”

"This is a solution, I quickly sent someone back to coax me."

"When is it, it's still missing!"

Pan Er reacted, and immediately lifted the corner of his clothes and said, "You are right, I will go back, Lord Guo is here......"

"I'll help you tell Master Guo later, let's go quickly."

……

Seeing Pan Er away, Han Chen thought that this official was really getting more and more difficult to do, and was thinking about what errand Master Guo would arrange for him next, only to see Guo Peilin send a civil official from the third rank out of the government office.

Han Chen didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up and chased to the gate.

Guo Peilin didn't look back until the guest's sedan chair was out of sight, and said, "Yuzhi, when did you arrive?" ”

"Your Excellency, it's not long since the official arrived."

"What about Changsheng, Guo Fu said that Changsheng seems to be here too."

"I'll help you send him back first," Han Chen explained with a wry smile while accompanying Guo Peilin inside: "The victims of Fu'anchang and Zhangchachang heard that he was opening a porridge field, and they rushed to him......

Guo Peilin figured out the ins and outs, and said helplessly: "Although it is a bad idea to coax the victims of the disaster, it can only be like this now." ”

"Lord Guo, I heard from several merchants in Anfeng that the fairy temple seems to have food."

"It's not just you, I've heard of it."

"Xia Guan also heard that Long Mao even sent someone to the fairy temple to buy grain!"

"I didn't expect you to be so well-informed in Anfeng, but these unsubstantiated words can't be said nonsense, if they reach the ears of those adults stationed in the fairy temple, it will be troublesome."

Han Chen realized that this was not groundless, but as Guo Peilin said, you can't talk nonsense without real evidence. Those profiteers who were thinking about the fairy temple dared to sell grain to Changmao, and nine times out of ten there were officials who saw the money and opened their eyes to support them, Guo Peilin bypassed the public case and sat down, took out a letter from a pile of official documents on the case, looked at him with a smile and said: "Zhixing sent a letter, 'Rishengchang' was sent the evening before yesterday, because the official document did not arrive, so I can't make a noise, so I can only send someone to act Anfeng Field first, so that you can make some preparations first." ”

"What's the matter? What Kumon? Han Chen was confused.

"See for yourself."

"Master Xie."

Han Chen took the letter and opened it to look at it, not only was he surprised but also ecstatic, and couldn't help asking, "Lord Guo, do you think there will be any changes in this matter?" ”

Thinking that Han Si was so cautious as an official, Guo Peilin muttered: "Zhixing has always been to plan and then act, if you are not completely sure, you will never write this letter." What's more, he is now a saint, and he has already entered the direct military aircraft department as a registered military aircraft, so I don't think anything will happen. ”

The two Huai salt affairs were abolished, but the Changlu salt affairs were not.

The deputy envoy of the Changlu Salt Transportation Division is not only a fat shortage as a fake, but also the government office is in Tianjin Mansion in Zhili, which is not far from the capital. What's more, Anfengchang has just suffered a natural disaster, and it will take a year or two to recover from it.

The more Han Chen thought about it, the more excited he became, but looking at Guo Peilin, who was getting more and more haggard, he couldn't help asking, "Lord Guo, what will you do if I leave?" ”

"People go to high places, water flows to low places, since there is this opportunity to wait for the official documents of the Ministry of Officials to arrive, they will hurry into Beijing to receive the certificate, but it is not in vain to waste a piece of good intentions of Zhixing." Guo Peilin smiled and continued: "What's more, I can't act as the transport secretary for a few days, and I don't have to worry about the affairs of the new salt transport envoy when he arrives." ”

"Master Guo......"

"Don't say it, I must be very tired these days when I am busy raising money to buy food for disaster relief, first go find an inn to live in, and send someone to say after settling down, and when the official document of the Ministry arrives, I will ask Guo Fu to find you."

"Then the next official will retire first."

"Go, I should pack up and go to Yangzhou, otherwise I have to give you a pick-up."

……

While Han Chen was anxiously waiting for the official document of the Ministry of Officials in Taizhou, Han Xiufeng was preparing for how to spend the year.

It is said that the Beijing officials are poor, but in fact, as long as they save a little money, the silver and rice given by the imperial court are enough to support the family, mainly because there are too many kinds of entertainment. Especially those officials who have entered the imperial examination, there are teachers and house masters, and the "three festivals and two longevity" alone cost 100 taels of silver. Then the personal exchanges between Shangguan and his colleagues, plus the money for rewarding the yamen officers, scribes, menzi, and teahouses, as well as the red envelopes for Shangguan's long-term entourage and sedan chair man, that bit of official money was really not enough to spend.

In this regard, it is much easier for officials from donor backgrounds than those who enter the imperial examination, and there is neither a teacher nor a teacher, nor a classmate, nor a classmate.

Second Master Fei helped to think about it, holding the purple clay pot and looking at the list listed in the morning, and said with a smile: "Since you are walking extra on the military aircraft Zhangjing, you have to send some New Year's gifts like my colleagues in the military aircraft department, and send Shi Chang to the provincial embassy in the morning to inquire by the way, Prince Gong's side They generally send one hundred taels, and Lord Peng, Lord Mu Yin, and Lord Du each have eighty taels." The Manchu and Han foremen and military aircraft Zhang Jing each had fifty taels, and the Manchu and Han gang foremen each had twenty taels, totaling four hundred and eighty taels.

However, Master Peng is not only Shangguan, but also has the grace of recommending you, eighty taels really can't be used, I think I should send it twice. If it is inconvenient to enter the palace, you can ask Cao Yuying to help carry it, and when you are free, you will come to the door to see you again, and then send two hundred taels. ”

"So it's six hundred and eighty taels from the Military Aircraft Department alone."

"Do you think those Bing Jing and Tan Jing are so easy to collect, do you think they can all fall into your pocket after you collect them?"

Han Xiufeng smiled: "I just said it casually, you always continue." ”

Second Master Fei gave a "teachable" look, and said slowly: "The same has to be sent by the General Affairs Division, I asked Qingxian, and he said that the two General Political Masters are fifty taels each, and the two deputy envoys are twenty taels each." The two entourages and coachmen of the two general politicians rewarded 2,000 yuan and let them share it by themselves. The scribes and servants of the yamen got 6,000 yuan, after all, there were many people, so just give the money to the officials and let him help divide it. ”

"What else?"

"Then there are Prince Yi, Prince Zheng, Wen Zhongtang and Lord Sushun, they are not thin on you, so they have to pay two hundred taels of filial piety each." Second Master Fei glanced down at the list, and then said: "There are also provincial pavilion group worship, government pavilion group worship, provincial pavilion group worship does not need much, two taels are enough." There are more mansions, because there are only a few fellow villagers in Beijing left, and it is not good to do it if it is two taels per person like before, so it will be five taels this year. ”

For the New Year, it will cost thousands of taels of silver!

Although there is no shortage of silver now, Han Xiufeng is still a little distressed when he thinks that he will have to spend so much just for entertainment, and he is feeling that the silver comes and goes quickly, Fei Erye suddenly said: "By the way, patronizing is counted outside, not counting the family and bookstore." Although Mr. Wang is not in the capital, he must have no less silver for the New Year's Festival, and he will get two hundred taels anyway. Yu Youfu, Xiao Shandong, the Feng brothers, and the mother-in-law of the Yang Qinghe family were rewarded like Ji Lu, and each of them got two taels of silver. ”

"And you're old, I can't just give you silver and forget about your old age." Han Xiufeng couldn't help but smile.

"What are you kidding, what do I want so much silver for, and besides, I have silver!"

"I know that you have a little savings, but one yard is one yard, and I will prepare two hundred taels for you when I turn around, so that Mr. Huang and they will bring the baby to you to pay New Year's greetings to you during the New Year, and you will have to pay the baby money out of your own pocket."

Second Master Fei had already regarded the Han family as his own, and when he heard Han Xiufeng say this, he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, listen to you, anyway, when I die, the silver will be left to Shi Chang." ”

"It's almost the wax moon, but you can't say these unlucky words again."

As he was talking, Enjun hurriedly walked in with a letter, and when he saw Han Xiufeng, he smiled and said, "Fourth Master, I went to 'Rishengchang' to send an urgent message just now, and I found that there was a letter from you, which I just sent in the morning, and I helped bring it back for you." ”

Han Xiufeng took the letter and smiled: "What a coincidence, I'll take a look." ”

Second Master Fei also greeted: "Xincheng, it must be frozen when it's so cold outside, sit down and drink tea first to warm up." ”

"Okay, Second Master Xie."

Eun Jun moved the chair in the corner to the stove, and just sat down to take the tea that Fei Er Ye helped build, when he suddenly found that Han Xiufeng was stunned when he looked at the letter in his hand, and his face was not quite right.

Second Master Fei also saw that something was wrong, and subconsciously asked, "Zhixing, what's wrong?" ”

"I ...... My dad is gone, last month Ba County Dilong turned over, the ground shook the mountains, collapsed a lot of houses, and many people died, my dad ...... him" Han Xiufeng said with tears streaming down his face, and really said that he didn't want to go.

Because when I was very young, I followed my uncle to the city to beg for a living, and I really didn't have any feelings for my father Han Xiufeng, who was far away in the countryside, not only did I have nothing to say every time I went home, but I couldn't even think of my father and mother who were far away in my hometown because I was busy there.

But seeing the bad news in the letter, Han Xiufeng suddenly remembered, and remembered a lot.

At that time, every time I went back, my father and mother were always reluctant to eat on weekdays, and would only pick up the chicken for money to cook for him. Knowing that he likes to be clean, every time he washes rice, he has to wash it for a while, and he will not steam it until the sand in the rice is clean; At that time, there were only two thatched huts at home, and my father and mother were afraid that he would not be used to sleeping, so they squeezed a room with the eldest brother, second brother and third brother, and let him sleep in one room alone......

People are so strange, only when a loved one dies will they think of the good of their loved ones. Han Xiufeng's heart was like a knife, and the more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt, and he couldn't help but cover his face and cry.

Second Master Fei was stunned, and Enjun was dumbfounded.

Qin'er ran over when she heard the movement and asked what was going on, and immediately burst into tears.

Second Master Fei realized that he couldn't survive this year in the capital, and immediately reminded: "Zhixing, Zhixing, I know that you are a filial son, but now is not the time to be sad and sad, according to the routine, you have to report to the official as usual." ”

"I'm not a filial son, I'm ...... I haven't really honored my dad, I'm ...... I'm a rebel, I ......"

"Fourth master, loyalty and filial piety can't be done both since ancient times, let's get down to business first." Eunjun said with a bitter face.

Han Xiufeng realized that it was too late to say anything, wiped a handful of tears, and said in a choked voice: "Second master, I am in a state of confusion now, and I am bothered that you will always help me to play the Tao and ask for a break to return to my hometown." ”

"You mourn first, and I'll do it."

"Xincheng, help me hand it over quickly after the excerpt is ready."

"Huh!"

Seeing that Datou, Qingxian and Jilu also ran over, Han Xiufeng suddenly realized that he couldn't just go back to his hometown like this, so he took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and said in a trembling tone: "Second master, I should write this excerpt by myself." Second master, please help me go to the provincial pavilion to bring Shi Chang back. Qin'er, don't cry, hurry up and pack your things and get ready to go home. ”

"Oh, I'll go."

"Fourth brother, what about me?"

"My dad is gone, and it's not your dad who is gone, don't clean up, you go and help your sister-in-law clean up first." Han Xiufeng looked at Qingxian, who wanted to speak and stopped, weighed it and turned around and said: "Xincheng, quickly send a guard to the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry to invite Master Wen, and say that I have something important to discuss." ”

"Mr. Wen, please?" Eun-joon was confused.

"Yes, hurry up and help me invite Master Wen here." Han Xiufeng thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Qingxian, you will definitely write the official document that Chen is missing, please help me write a copy, and send it to the political secretary yamen." ”

Han Xiufeng asked Eun Jun to invite Wen Xiang instead of Cao Yuying, Qingxian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Fourth Master Day mourning, I'll go and help you write." ”