Chapter 14 Building a House for Refugees?
On the sixth day of the first lunar month, just after the fourth watch, the Wenhua Palace, the court meeting. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The capital is pouring in more and more refugees, why hasn't anyone reported to me before? If it hadn't been for the return of the ice truck yesterday, I would still be in the dark with you! ā
Chen Ang looked very excited, his beard shook and shaking, and his eight-character eyebrows were almost raised to the sky, obviously very angry about this matter.
Under the court, the ministers stood separately on both sides, and the civil and military generals gathered together. Under Chen Ang's anger, no one dared to speak, but you look at me, I look at you, no one wants to be this bird.
Seeing this, Chen Ang became even more angry, in the first year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, these civil and military ministers, but all of them were brought up by themselves, how could they ......
"As courtiers, you are my eyes and ears, but what about you? Don't even go out on the streets? Well, then you didn't see those poor people on the way to the court? Have you all heard of the influx of refugees into the capital? ā
The first person on the left is Sima Nan, the prime minister of the left, he lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes looked at a smoking copper stove not far in front of him, he said vigorously: "Your Majesty, the world is decided, all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, coupled with ice disasters in some places, it is inevitable that there will be some refugees fleeing the famine. The officials of these ministries have also reported this matter to the old minister, but the minister thinks that the emperor has every opportunity, and there is no need for the emperor to bother with such a trivial matter. ā
"A trifle? In the eyes of the prime minister, what is the big deal? Chen Ang stared at Sima Nan tightly and said in an unkind tone.
Sima Nan arched his hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the so-called Qi family rules the country and equalizes the world......
"That's enough, Prime Minister." Before he could finish his words, Chen Ang interrupted him and said, "Where did the people come from? How can it be Qi? When civilians are displaced, how can this country be governed? There are still refugees wailing at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can the world be peaceful? ā
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice was wave after wave, and every word was beautiful. The ministers were dumbfounded, trying to say something, only to find that everything seemed to pale in comparison.
Although Sima Nan was scolded, he was more calm and relaxed than anyone else, and he still stood there with his face unchanged.
"Your Majesty, you are serious."
Chen Ang said-for-tat: "Prime Minister, you are light-hearted. The sage has long said that the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light. The people are the foundation of the world, and if the people's hearts are gone, the foundation will be unstable! The king is a ship, and the people are the water that carries the ship. Although this water can make the boat float, the waves are enough to overturn even the largest ship! ā
The person on the lower right has a gray beard and wears a red court dress, but it is Qian Feng, the right prime minister. He arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, this refugee problem should indeed be taken seriously. ā
Chen Ang's face softened a little, Sima Nan also looked at him, there was a trace of coldness hidden in his eyes, Qian Feng did not show weakness, and glanced back.
Chen Ang sighed and said, "Prime Minister Sima." ā
"The minister is here."
"As the head of the hundred officials, the prime minister's most important responsibility is to check the people's feelings and watch the people's hearts, but what have you done? You have turned a blind eye to the problems of the people, and you have concealed everything that has a bearing on the hearts of the people, how can you do this? Chen Ang's tone became stern again.
The ministers whispered, and the court suddenly seemed a little noisy. Sima Nan looked left and left, took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the minister knows that he is wrong." The emperor's vision is far-reaching, and the ministers are not in case of emergency. ā
After listening to him, Chen Ang was expressionless and said, "Then what about this refugee ......?"
Sima Nan hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, the ministers will deal with it attentively immediately, please rest assured." ā
Chen Ang nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait and see." Ladies and gentlemen, do you know what you are most afraid of being an emperor? It's just a closed audio-visual. Why do you want to go to court? That is, you will tell me what you have seen and heard. ā
"Although the prime minister is the head of a hundred officials, he may not do everything properly, and the problem of refugees this time, Prime Minister Zuo is misjudged."
"So you don't have to go through the prime minister's nod to tell me anything in the future, do you understand?"
As soon as these words came out, it was suddenly like a thunderclap, which exploded in Sima Nan's ears. He raised his head all at once, his eyes widened, and there was incredulity written in them.
What does the emperor mean by this?
The ministers were also shocked, does the emperor have an opinion on Prime Minister Zuo?
In everyone's hearts, their minds began to turn.
After the court was dispersed, Sima Nan returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the lady hurriedly greeted him, seeing that his face was not good, he asked the reason, and Sima Nan then told him what happened in the early dynasty today, and said: "This guy is too bad for me." ā
Mrs. said: "Yes, no matter what, I am also a father-in-law." ā
This Sima Nan's daughter is married to Chen Yong, the prince of the dynasty! This prime minister is naturally a relative of the emperor.
The lady said, "Then what is the matter of this refugee?" ā
Sima Nan sneered: "The matter of refugees? Hmph, it's too simple, I've already ordered the Nine Cities Soldiers and Horses Division to drive all these refugees out of the capital for me. ā
Outside the west gate of the capital, on a vacant lot by the official road, a shed was built with tree bark, two stoves, and two large cauldrons on top of it, boiling steaming rice porridge. The refugees smelled the aroma of the rice porridge, and their saliva seemed to be pouring out. They surrounded the two cauldrons, shouting and shouting, holding broken bowls or rotten bowls in their hands, and the whole person seemed to be stuck to the stove, and they couldn't leave.
A few monks in the tent, sweating profusely, kept distributing rice porridge to the refugees.
On the top of the shed, there is a big red eye-catching banner that reads: King Jin United Yufeng Temple Relief Porridge Kitchen.
Outside the shed, there was a table of eight immortals, and Chen Guang, who was dressed in civilian clothes, supported his forehead, looking at the victims who were still coming over in a steady stream, his brows were tightly locked.
Yang Rong squeezed out of the shed, came to Chen Guang, and said: "Originally, some refugees have entered the capital, but today I don't know why, the people of the Nine Cities Soldiers and Horses Division dispatched to drive out all these disaster victims, and there were enough refugees outside the city, but now there are more." It seems that I still have to prepare some more rice, and I don't know ...... over there in Yufeng Temple."
Chen Guang was also a little worried about whether he would overplay it if he continued like this. After coming down from Yufeng Temple, he did not rest for a quarter of an hour, returned to the Jin Palace, arranged things, and immediately contacted the contacts to find such a place, set up a simple soup kitchen, and began to distribute food to the refugees.
"Didn't you already go to the rice store and order two warehouses of rice? The emergency should still be fine. But I'm thinking about another question, now that the cold wind is blowing, they are driven out of the city, and there is no shelter from the wind, and the young men are fine, but how can the old people and children stand it? Chen Guang didn't just expect the Yufeng Temple family to be able to pick up the burden, although his own family background was not rich, but he still didn't hesitate to take out some of it.
Yang Rong thought for a while and said, "That's not as good as this, we also send out some people to give porridge at night, and with hot porridge, even if it is night, it can resist the cold." ā
Chen Guang glanced at him and said, "Can you drink this porridge for a night?" ā
His plan was rejected, and Yang Rong suddenly lost his mind, and said, "Then what do you say, Your Highness?" ā
Chen Guang said in a low voice: "In my opinion, there must still be a place to shelter from the wind and rain, if it snows, it is good to be able to avoid it." ā
He stood up all of a sudden, slapped the table and said, "I've decided, find a place to build a house for the refugees." ā
Yang Rong was taken aback: "Huh? Building a house? ā
This is not as simple as building a small cabin, just look at this soup kitchen here, there are not 1,000 people but 800 people, and this is a drop in the ocean compared to the entire refugee army, so to speak, even if this capital is vacated and all the refugees live, it may not be enough!
Where can we find such a large piece of land to build a house, my Royal Highness King Jin?
Besides, even if you find a place, who will give the money? Just the 100,000 taels of silver in the treasury? Hey, that little money is more than enough to spend on your own, to build a house? And it's a big house where tens of thousands of people live and hundreds of thousands of people live, even if you buy wood, it's not enough.
Of course, you may not need to build such a big house, but it must be able to accommodate at least 10,000 people, and the elderly and children are estimated to be that number.
In the live broadcast room, the picture of soup soup has been broadcast live, watching those ragged people shivering in the cold wind, these netizens who are sitting comfortably on the Internet in the air-conditioned room, sympathy suddenly began to flood.
"It looks really pitiful, that kid just now was only wearing one piece of clothing."
"It's really pitiful, hey, in ancient times, it was so helpless, and there was nothing to do."
"Don't say it's ancient, there are refugees in any era, you just don't see it."
"The anchor has done a good thing this time, at least for some of the victims, their lives have changed because of the anchor. But this power is limited after all, so friends hurry up and help the anchor find a way. ā
"Yes, it takes a lot of money to build a house, can the anchor take it out? Don't be impulsive, don't end up halfway through, that's bad. ā
Chen Guang smiled bitterly, and he explained in the live broadcast room: "My personality may still belong to the more extreme kind, or don't do it, if you want to do it, you can do it perfectly, since you have to find a way to let them have a bite to eat, then even if I am a good person to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and then find a way to get a shelter from the wind and rain." ā
"The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, anchor." Someone persuaded him, "You are doing a good job now, what is the prince doing now?" ā