The wind and clouds surged, and the dark clouds rushed through like thousands of horses, obscuring the sky, and the sky darkened at an alarming speed visible to the naked eye.

The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the black clouds were like a group of galloping and roaring wild horses, layer by layer overflowing overhead, gathering thicker and thicker, and pressing lower and lower, like a huge black cauldron, as if it was about to be pressed down.

It was as if the day had turned into night in an instant, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.

Rumble!

As far as the sky came, a lightning bolt reflected the sky, and thunder shook the heavens and the earth!

The wind was blowing, and the raindrops of soybeans were falling from the sky, and the sound was non-stop. Lightning pierced the sky, like a lightsaber cutting through the darkness, and the deafening thunder was heard, and the raindrops became a rain curtain, and the uproar was poured down like a heavenly river.

The wind rolled up the torrential rain like countless whips waving, whipping the court fiercely, and the water on the eaves flowed down like a water curtain!

Whoa...... Torrential rain pours down the river, not down!

Lightning flashed, lightning flashed, and a group of figures in the Songjiang Mansion were as eerie and terrifying as statues in the temple.

The prefect of Songjiang watched the torrential rain on Saturday, and his eyes were filled with pain and sadness.

He was a Jinshi in the first year of Chongzhen, full of poetry and books, and paid attention to his son's silence and strange power, but under the power of heaven, he also felt that his faith for many years was shaken.

What's wrong with this Daming!

Since April of the thirteenth year of Ming Chongzhen, Wujiang, Gui'an and other places in Su, Song, Hu and other prefectures have poured heavy rain day and night, pouring into the rivers, the water potential has suddenly exploded, and it is surging in an instant, regardless of the embankment, the houses have collapsed, and the people are not living!

When the heavy rain stopped for a while, the anxious Saturday walked out of the government office impatiently to inspect the disaster.

"Quick!" He went up to the Songjiang embankment, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Outside the city, there was water in the white expanse, and people were surging on the high places, like ants.

They shouted, and the cry shook the sky, and came from afar, even if the sound of wind and rain could not be concealed, it made people's hearts palpitate, as if heaven and earth were sad.

God cry!

On Saturday, a pair of cheeks shed tears, how innocent the people were, they suffered such a catastrophe.

Back in the city, the victims appeared one after another, the price of rice soared, and the rice was three or four dollars in silver, this is the grain town in the south of the Yangtze River!

The rain was falling non-stop, and on Saturday Monday we had to hire people at a high price, organize boats, and go out of the city to rescue.

The faces of the victims were pale and extremely miserable!

Their homes were destroyed, their wives were separated, and they were penniless!

When the water came, it was overwhelming, and it was the ancestors who were able to escape a life.

But when he was rescued and sent to the city, he jumped from a puddle into a fire pit!

The rich families are closed, and the people eat all the grass and trees, and they throw their wives and dead people to the pillow. Tyrannical gangsters are in groups, clamoring for food, neighbors are boycotting, and people in the countryside are closed.

The rice shop in the city is almost closed, and the non-stop "one or two silver buckets!" "Eye-popping high price!

During the Wanli period, the price of one stone of rice fluctuated between seven coins and one tael of silver, one stone of rice had ten liters, and one liter of rice had ten buckets!

Guancang?

The official warehouse rat is as big as a fight, of course, it does not refer to rats, but to people!

The corrupt officials and rats in various ministries eat a lot of rice, even if they are clean officials on Saturday, they can't stand the complicity of the officials, and what is even more terrifying is that they are up and down.

A count, Songjiang Guancang rice is less than ten stones!

The first day of Saturday exploded all at once, and he angrily reprimanded the ambassador of the treasury: "The treasury should store more than 1,000 stones of grain according to the system, where is the grain?" ”

The ambassador of the treasury is an old official in his fifties, with a sharpened face and three wisps of rat whiskers, and he said in a way that is neither yin nor yang: "If you go back to the palace, the imperial court will keep adjusting the grain, and last year because the northern captives entered the country, the Nanjing household department has transferred the grain from the treasury, and has taken away most of the old grain, and the new grain is accepted after the autumn harvest. ”

Talking, the ledger is not leaking, and I am angry when I get out on Saturday!

He reprimanded angrily: "The military department also has a fixed number of grain transfers, and the treasury should be left with more than 1,000 stones, you are really generous, see how you explain to the Songjiang villagers!" ”

Spit on and go!

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the ambassador of the treasury, he sold all the good grain, bought the inferior grain, and then took the opportunity of the military department to transfer the grain to transport all the inferior grain!

Therefore, how can the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty be undefeated, and the food they eat will be guaranteed!

There is no more proof, so there is no way to find out the mistake on Saturday, and the difference between the new and inferior grains will be divided between the rats up and down!

Not only Songjiang is in big trouble, but Suzhou and Huzhou, the land of fish and rice, are all soaked in floods.

These areas have always been rich and rich in grain reserves, but they did not expect that when the flood came, everything was empty.

In fact, there are many places in the city that have not been blistered, and there is still food, but those black-hearted gentry and rich people have made a fortune in the country, and most of them are fighting rice for one or two silver, and on Saturday on the street, I saw a family of victims getting together and making up, and ten copper plates to one or two silver to buy a bucket of rice, but this family has seven people!

On Saturday, I tried to persuade those people to help the disaster, but they only received 1,000 taels of silver, which is 10 stone at the market price, which is exactly the grain stock of the treasury!

He hated Saturday so much that he had a itch in his teeth, but he didn't have a problem with these people.

"Qingliu" is easy to do, "Qingguan" is difficult to do, their power is huge, intertwined, even the prefect can't afford to provoke them on Saturday.

The brigade retreated slightly, and the victims of the four townships flocked to the city, and the government gave porridge, and the porridge was clear enough to look at people in the mirror, and the chopsticks could not stand, miserable!

This is porridge, this is water!

No, there are still people in the city who give porridge and can stand it with chopsticks, but this bowl of porridge is not delicious.

If you eat it, you will sell yourself to the southeast mansion!

The office of the southeast province swaggered and displayed its banner, shouting, "Immigrate to Southeast Asia, have food and money!" ”

I want to sell Songjiang people to Southeast Asia, of course, it's not that the words are so ugly, they go to Southeast Asia as official people, and they have good treatment.

The reason why the southeast province was able to gain a foothold in Jiangnan was because it partnered with the local gentry and wealthy people to do business, and sold their silk to Europa to earn a lot of silver.

In the past, the offices in the southeast province were still engaged in low-key human trafficking, but now when the flood came, the victims of the disaster all over the city immediately distributed leaflets to encourage them to emigrate to the southeast province.

However, even in such a catastrophe, it is difficult to move their homeland, and only 10% of the victims have migrated to Southeast Asia than before, and everyone is waiting for government relief and water to recede before returning home.

This needs money and food, and on Saturday, he secretly complained bitterly, and kept reporting upwards, and the Suzhou Governor Yamen reported an urgent document to the imperial capital and Nanjing household department with 800 miles of urgency.

Emperor Chongzhen sympathized with the people's sufferings and gave instructions: "...... Or natural disasters are epidemic, people are inspired by people, greed helps the abuse of drought, and the waves of Feng Yi are harsh. In the midst of people's livelihood, don't die. Recently, although the edict of compassion has been repeatedly issued, it has turned a deaf ear. Now I hear that the lazy women are cynical and do not obey the world, and the abusers are not good, and the magistrates give a certain amount of silver money? How many people are being rescued and resuming business? The fields are barren, are there any calves for planting and calves, and reclaiming them in many ways? The rich squire, did he lose money and try to persuade him? Stopping money and food, has there ever been a notice to show the benefits? The magistrate is to inspect the officials and the people, and he must reduce the number of county surveys, that is, the presence or absence of local hungry people, and the palace of the inspectors. ”

The emperor's edict was high-sounding and passed to Songjiang, and on Saturday, he first read it with reverence, and then asked the governor Yamen banner official who sent the copy of the edict with hope: "Can the household department have money and grain to be allocated?" How many did the governor's yamen give me a few mansions? ”

"Nothing!" The flag officer spread his hands out and said.

"He's X!" Saturday was so angry that he threw the copy of the edict on the table!

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