(The monthly ticket list barely kept the first place, thanks to Mr. Lan, thanks to Sentoyu, thanks to the savage, plain, add a more chapter!) ）

Walking back from the courtyard by the river, Han Qian took Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo into the atrium, and saw that the candle flame in the west wing room was burning, and his father Han Daoxun was writing something at the desk.

Han Qian knocked on the door and walked in, and saw that his father was spreading out a letter on the bookcase, with the words "Advise the hungry people to stay away from the epidemic and water sparse" on the front page.

Three days ago, Han Qian forcibly dragged his father out of the city in the name of choosing a woman to marry a lonely and widowed soldier, the main purpose was to attract his father's attention to the water Gu plague.

Unexpectedly, only three days had passed, and his father had already written a recital directly, ready to go directly to Emperor Tianyou.

Han Daoxun glanced up at Han Qian, and motioned for him to take the fold over to look at it, and he didn't mind Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo standing next to him, there was no need to hide these things from them.

This letter has more than 3,000 words written down, which is a large article in the letter to the emperor.

Han Qian quickly read it from beginning to end, and on the basis of the few questions he raised in the three days, he wrote such a letter and prepared to send it to Emperor Tianyou to browse.

Han Daoxun did not go to the field to investigate and study the water Gu plague, in addition to not having the conditions in this regard, he also did not have the awareness of this aspect, but the Hongwen Museum, as the place with the most complete collection of books in the Chu State, left many medical officials of the former dynasty to observe and study the water Gu plague.

In the past three days, Han Daoxun mainly found out the relevant medical books and summarized the research of his predecessors on the water Gu plague, and found that it did support his previous assertion that the water Gu plague virus only existed on certain specific aquatic creatures.

The first half of this article is mainly to demonstrate this judgment, and the second half is extended to the methods he speculated about such methods as soldiers and horses stationed in camps and tuntian water conservancy, and finally focuses on the concentration of hundreds of thousands of hungry people stranded outside the city to areas far away from the "epidemic water" for blocking resettlement to control the epidemic.

Han Doxun believes in the recital that this can not only effectively stop and prevent the spread of epidemic diseases, but also the resettlement of hundreds of thousands of hungry people, eliminate the epidemic, and the hundreds of thousands of people living can also become a new source of taxes and military service for the imperial court.

"If my father's policy is carried out, it will be a good government that can live thousands of people and go down in history." Han Qian lost no time in patting his father's ass, and secretly felt that this "Epidemic Water Sparse" was really going to be sent, and before seeing the obvious governance effect, his father should not have taken the initiative to poke this hornet's nest of the wealthy family, which could be regarded as temporarily diverting his father's attention.

"It's also thanks to Qian'er that you asked the key points in a few questions a few days ago, and you have discussed this matter with your father from time to time in the past three days, so that your father was deeply inspired to write this recital, but whether it can be done or not, this matter is still difficult to conclude." Han Daoxun frowned slightly and said.

Han Do-hoon is not a minister with only ideals, he knows how complicated the interests of the DPRK and China are entangled.

Even if he himself believes that this is a good policy of good governance, there is no obvious harm or touch on the interests of all parties, and he believes that the emperor will see the benefits of the implementation of this letter, but the various factions in the DPRK and China are fighting each other, and he really does not have much confidence in whether the epidemic can be implemented......

Han Qian saw his father's melancholy in his eyes, in the past, he would not understand what else his father had to worry about, but the life memories of Zhai Xinping, the person in the dream realm, were integrated into his soul and blood, making him know too many things, far more difficult and complicated than he imagined.

Gathering hundreds of thousands of hungry people and relocating them away from the epidemic water can not only save the hungry people and control the spread of the water Gu plague, but also reclaim the wasteland, collect the households, and increase the tax source for the imperial court, which can be said to kill three birds with one stone, but no one has effectively controlled the spread of the water Gu epidemic before.

Second, it is somewhat unrealistic to move so many people, including a large number of severely affected patients, to other places for resettlement over long distances, and not know how many will die on the way, but the fields and mountains near Jinling City have their owners, and where can they find such a large piece of land that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people?

Third, the treasury of the imperial court was empty, and it was a little unable to raise money for soldiers and horses, as well as the officials of the court and the central government, so where would the huge amount of money needed for the resettlement of tens of thousands of hungry people come from?

And if the first three dilemmas can be overcome, the matter of relocating the hungry people will immediately become a sweet spot for officials of various factions to compete for.

In this process, not only can a large amount of relief money be secretly withheld, a large number of resettlement fields can be secretly occupied, and even some of the sturdy and hungry people can be turned into their own tenants, slaves and even domestic soldiers.

In the end, it is very likely that nothing will be accomplished.

Han Qian saw the gloom on his father's face, knowing that his father was worried that after this letter was handed over, it would not be implemented under the influence of the ministers of the various factions in the DPRK and China, but because of this, he was even more worried that it would eventually deepen his father's anger against the wealthy family, so that he would be more resolute in taking the sword sideways.

"When my father wants to play a book, is it for fame, or is he really thinking about the hundreds of thousands of hungry people outside the city?" Han Qian gritted his teeth and asked.

"Do you think being a father is a man who is bent on seeking fame?" Han Daoxun asked Han Qian with a dumb smile, feeling that his son still knew too little about him.

"The child felt that his father really wanted to think about the hundreds of thousands of hungry people outside the city, so he didn't rush to send this letter of "Epidemic Water Sparseness" to the palace." Han Qian said.

"Why?" Han Do-hoon asked.

"My father said that it is easy to be a clean official, but if you want to become a clean official who really does something for the people and can save thousands of people from fire and water, you have to be more treacherous than a traitor - the child thinks that his father does not pay attention to strategy and directly sends the epidemic water into the palace, which will not achieve the effect that his father expects." Han Qian said.

"Did I say that?" Han Daoxun looked at Han Qian suspiciously, he had no impression of this sentence at all, but with his twenty or thirty years of ups and downs in the sea of eunuchs, he felt very tasteful when he pondered it carefully, and asked, "Why do you think that directly sending the plague water into the palace has no effect?" ”

Han Qian glanced at Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo behind him, and did not let them avoid it, and said directly:

"If the good governance of the epidemic water can be presented to the emperor, it will inevitably be valued by the emperor, but this law involves a lot, and the emperor will inevitably convene ministers to decide. Whether or not this method can be implemented and how many difficulties it will have to overcome will inevitably be extensively discussed between the DPRK and China. After a full discussion, even if the emperor is determined to implement this policy, how many benefits will be seen through it has long been seen, and the ministers will inevitably fight for their affairs, and those who can't fight for it will inevitably do everything possible to drag their feet and create obstacles. Even if it can be done after a few years of delay, I don't know how many hungry people will be killed, and I don't know how many hungry people will become slaves to the minister's family......"

“…… Ay! Han Daoxun was stunned for a long time, this kind of entanglement was not something he didn't take into account, but when Han Qian said it clearly, the thousands of sorrows in his heart could only turn into a helpless sigh.

"If my father could have avoided his name, it would have been easier to do so." Han Qian said.

"How?" Han Do-hoon asked.

"My father said that if you want to do your thing, you should 'take it from the song', and avoid 'taking it from the middle' as much as possible," Han Qian said, "If my father is not afraid of taking notoriety, the first thing should be to write a book to suggest that the hungry people in the four cities be driven out and bring this matter out, and the second is to give the real credit to others, so that they can take on the matter behind their backs, and things will be easy to ......."

"Your method of concealing people's ears may be easier, but if you don't explain the benefits thoroughly, the imperial court will not make great efforts, where can the hundreds of thousands of hungry people be placed, and where will the relief money come from?" Han Do-hoon asked.

"How can those who want to take merit not vomit some blood?" Han Qian looked at his father and said, he said this, his father should understand what he was talking about; Three days ago, he had just told his father that Li Chong was showing goodwill.

However, Han Qian still hoped that his father would retreat at this time, and only if his father's anger could be suppressed, the situation he would have to face in the future would not be too complicated.

Han Daoxun pondered for a long time before he sighed lightly, handed the fold to Han Qian, and said with a wry smile: "You can take this fold and give it away, I will write another letter to drive away the hunger and the people, I just hope that I will not be scolded too hard by the world!" ”

Han Qian sighed slightly in his heart and said, "There are a lot of hours, my father should rest early, don't work too hard." ”

"I save it, you go and rest first." Han Do-hoon said.

Han Qian folded the semi-finished letter into the sleeve of his robe, and walked out of the west wing with Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo.

"Does the head of the family want the young master to give this credit to the Marquis of Xinchang?" Fan Xicheng walked out of the west wing room to understand the strangeness, couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, and asked.

Han Qian glanced at Zhao Kuo, but seeing that his pupils were much calmer, he must have figured it out a long time ago, and said with a smile: "Do you say my father is stupid?" In other words, even if they know that this matter cannot be done, they will not give this transcript for the sake of the hungry people to others - isn't it just to sell fame and make a copy? And the Marquis of Xinchang has publicly stood up to support the three princes at this time, his father originally had no intention of being involved in the battle for the palace ban, but he gave this credit to the Marquis of Xinchang, if the three princes can't become powerful in the future, and this matter is poked out again, most of our Han family will also be implicated, and I am afraid that you will also be implicated at that time......"

"We are favored by the head of the family, and the head of the family thinks about the thousands of hungry people, and does not hesitate to limit the transcription, how dare we be alone." Fan Xicheng said quite sincerely.

Fan Xicheng said this sincerely, and Zhao Kuo was also quite moved, but Han Qian had a stalk in his throat, and at this time he was just testing their attitude, but he would not take their words seriously, and waved them back to rest......