Chapter 934: Heavenly Dao is Far Away
Xia June, Jin State Wei Clan, Anyi. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Drought knows no borders, dry north winds blow from the north, evaporating all cumulonimbus clouds, and Wei's territory, like Zhao's, has been dry for almost two months.
The sun is shining, the sky is cloudless, the land is dry and cracked for hundreds of miles, and the peasants are sad.
At the same time, the water in the salt ponds was drying up, and large areas of white salt mines were exposed to the surface, making them easier to mine, so the salt miners were very happy against the frustration of the farmers. Salt mining is a pillar industry in the area, and some clans have made it their business for generations, and when needed, the whole family goes into battle to dig up the salt blocks, knock them into small pieces that are easy to transport, and then send them to the salt officials.
In the afternoon of this day, the daughter of the salt clan hurried past the salt pond, she was coarsely dressed, undressed, tied like an apron to cover her knees, and held several clay pots, which contained a small amount of water, and it was also turbidβthe wells near the salt pond were all salty, and she had to run far to the river to scoop the river water for her father and brother to drink, and they would sprinkle a little salt on it before drinking, so that it would be less likely to be tired and weak, and to avoid diarrhea.
On the dry salt flats, her shirtless, tanned father looked up and drank water, and soon half of the basin was at the bottom. The salt girl swallowed her dry throat and whispered to him: "Father, the fields at home are dry, the millet seedlings are about to wilt, if there is no harvest in the autumn, what should I ......do?"
His father put the clay pot down and glared at her fiercely: "What if all the millet is dead?" Our food, clothing, shelter and transportation are all in this salt field, as long as the old man can still collect salt, he will not let you starve to death! β
The salt workers make salt their business, but their families have more or less land to grow self-sufficient food, but they don't have time to cook on weekdays, so they often rely on salt in exchange for food on weekdays, and the conceited old salt workers are not worried.
The salt girl lowered her head, bit her lip, and didn't dare to reply, "There is an extra mouth for eating white food in the family", this is how her father has treated her in the past five years......
Although she said that her clothes were simple, she had her own style between her eyebrows and eyes, and she had the charm of a young woman, but her hair was coiled up, indicating that she was married, or had been married, she didn't dare to talk nonsense about this matter herself, and her parents were also tight-lipped and unwilling to mention it to outsiders.
The mother of the Yan family felt sorry for her, so she timidly came to her husband and persuaded her: "If the drought continues, the price of grain in Anyi will be so high that we can't afford it." β
The old salt worker ignored his wife and daughter, wiped his sweat, raised his hoe and continued to mine salt, and finally the eldest brother next to him came over and said: "I heard that Wei Qing is going to set up an altar by the salt pond to ask for rain, if you are really worried, you and others will also go and take a look, maybe follow and kowtow together, and the rain master will be soft-hearted and rain......"
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On the edge of the salt pond in Anyi, on the tall altar, Wei Manduo, the sect leader of the Wei family, was deeply clothed and wide-sleeved, and under the guidance of Wu Zhu, he slowly climbed up the altar religiously. Countless people of the Wei clan prostrate under the altar, watching their lord beg for rain.
At the top of the altar is a carved wooden statue depicting a lifelike black-bearded man holding a bowl in his left hand and a green dragon in his right hand as if he were sprinkled with water.
This is the Chinese mythology, the rain master in charge of rainfall, Chi Songzi, is said to be a subordinate of the Yellow Emperor, and made miraculous achievements in the war with Chiyou.
In order to pray for rain today, Wei Manduo, the head of the Wei family, specially fasted for three days and asked Wu Zhu to find the dragon's abode in the territory. After finding a suitable place, he requisitioned thousands of people from Anyi and Quwo to build a high altar, set up incense cases, tea fruits, and bait, and killed countless dogs, horses, and livestock, and then led the officials of the Wei clan and the villagers of Anyi to worship and pray for mercy from heaven and the rain that saved lives.
"Haotian is merciful, please let the rain master rain rain!" Wei Mando hoarsely shouted in his voice until the ninth day.
But the heavens were silent, without the slightest mercy, and ignored their pleadings. Although the sacrifices were carried out for several days, only the living people were killed, but more than ten days have passed, and the Hedong region still has not fallen, and hundreds of thousands of people in the Wei clan territory are struggling under the scorching sun and hot wind......
And because the Qin people never forgot to invade Hexi after losing Hexi, and sent troops to invade every month, the Wei clan had to maintain troops in Hexi. Therefore, the taxes on the territory were not reduced, and the people of the Wei clan had to bear the losses of natural disasters on the one hand, and on the other hand, they had to bear the heavy taxes imposed by man-made, which was unspeakably miserable. They can only hope that in a few months, after harvesting the corn in the field, half of last year's harvest will be good.
Although there is not much left after paying the tax, how can I boil a few bowls of porridge and hold on until next year?
The situation on Han's side is similar, except that Yu and Yiyang south of the river are less affected, so they can still tear down the east wall and make up the west wall.
Han Hu, under the suggestion of Duan Gui, adopted the method of "immigrants to eat", which is different from the spontaneous formation of the tide of displaced people, and the migration is a disaster relief method in which the governments of successive dynasties organized the affected people to go to areas with relatively good conditions to eat.
Therefore, Han Hu can also say aggrievedly, "I am also to the country, and I will do my best"!
For a time, the people of Han's Shangdang counties went south to eat outside the river, and they also pinned their hopes on a good harvest outside the river during the autumn harvest, but other than that, there were not many measures.
At the same time, in the Zhao family, a mobilization meeting was being held in the Linzhang Xue Palace.
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"Today, I want to tell you a story about the past."
In the Linzhang Xue Palace, Zhao Wuxian looked at the group of officials and scholars present, and said loudly: "In the seventeenth year of the reign of Zhao Gong of Lu Guo, Wu Zhu, who was in charge of the Stove Temple, told the ruling prince that next year, the four kingdoms of Song, Wei, Chen, and Zheng would have a fire on the same day. β
But Zichan didn't believe it, and he didn't give him these things, and in May of the following year, Song, Wei, Chen, and Zheng really all caught fire, although it was not the same day, but Zheng people already believed in this Wu Zhu's words. The witch was triumphant, and prophesied, saying that if the treasure weapon was no longer used to sacrifice to the gods, Zheng Guo would suffer again. The Zheng people all hoped that the child production capacity would comply, but the child production once again categorically refused, and you knew what he said? β
There were many scholars of the palace who were present, even if they were a white ding when they came, and after immersing themselves in the Shiqu Pavilion of the palace for several years, they also became erudite people, and someone immediately responded.
"Zichan said, the way of heaven is far away, and humanity is far away!"
"Not bad." Zhao Wuxian nodded and repeated: "The way of heaven is far away, humanity is close, and the two are unrelated. Where does a little witch who cares of the stove club know the way of heaven? How to know humanity from the way of heaven? Even if it is fulfilled, it is only occasionally true. So Zichan did not give him a treasure weapon, and Zheng Guo's fire was easily extinguished, and he did not suffer again. β
He said earnestly: "The reason why Zheng Guo succeeded in disaster relief was not because there were gods to remove them for them, but because the child had done the ultimate in manpower in the face of the disaster. After the fire broke out, he arranged for the palace people to go to the place where the fire could not burn, and asked the great master Zikuan and Zishang to inspect the sacrificial place and the temple of Zheng Guo, so that the officials in charge of the treasury could stick to their posts and not leave their posts without permission. Sima and Si Kou followed the path of the fire, fought hard, and managed the apprentices they had recruited separately to prevent them from escaping. Burned houses were registered, tax exemptions were paid to homeowners, timber was distributed for reconstruction, and areas with hidden dangers were identified for demolition and relocation. β
In this way, although Song, Wei, Chen, and Zheng caught fire at the same time, the monarchs of Chen and Wei were negligent in disaster relief, and the monarchs of Song pinned their hopes on the protection of the gods, and they all suffered heavy losses, and only Zheng reduced the losses and soon returned to prosperity. Governing the country by childbirth, although there are thousands of opportunities without losing its reason, is remarkable! β
Everyone nodded yes, Zhao Shangqing admired Guan Zhong and Zi Chuan very much, which is a well-known thing.
The reason why such a mobilization meeting was held was to stabilize people's hearts, as the disaster spread in the territory of the Zhao family, there have been some places where the obscene shrines have a resurgence of the ashes, and there are even disgruntled clans, Zhi, Fan, and Zhongxing's hidden remnants in the people, saying that the reason for the disaster is the sin of Zhao Wuxian's sole use of power.
In the face of these rumors, Zhao Wuxian did not plan to step down and return to the government of the Marquis of Jin, he issued a notice, announcing that "not the people are guilty, but the boy is unscrupulous", if Zhao Wuxian is really guilty, please also ask God to condemn one person, not to affect the people.
After making a sufficient gesture, internally, he held this mobilization meeting in the school palace, which did not have a strong belief in ghosts and gods, and openly denied the relationship between natural disasters and the so-called "virtue"!
At this time, he was very grateful to his son, but fortunately, Gongsun Qiao had already set an example, and Zhao Wuxian was not the first person to risk the world.
Finally, Wu Xian looked at the crowd: "Therefore, natural disasters have nothing to do with virtue, how can we be inferior to our predecessors!?" β
"What Shangqing said is reasonable."
Looking at the scholars who agreed with his words, Zhao Wuxian further said: "Therefore, the great heaven thinks about it, and it is better to control it with things and animals!" β
He borrowed the words of Xunzi in later generations, and proposed that instead of blindly superstitious belief in heaven and submission to fate, it is better to treat it as a thing to store and control it, and use it according to it!
This is a point that Zhao Wuxian wants the officials, scholars, and people of the Zhao family to realize.
The era of ignorance has passed, people should not passively adapt to nature, but also take the initiative to transform nature, man will win the day!
This is the purpose of this disaster relief, and it is also something that Zhao Wuxian hopes the scholars will keep in mind.
Only with this mentality can we open up a great and unprecedented civilization in the spring and autumn period when ignorance and recklessness coexist......
So when the princes and doctors of the neighboring countries sacrificed to the ghosts and gods day and night, passively waiting, hoping to move the heavens to rain in the morning, the Zhao family mobilized the territorial bureaucrats under the slogan of "man will conquer the sky" and began to actively organize disaster relief.
PS: Chapter 2 at 12 o'clock (to be continued.) )