Angry, Hengshui County ordered Liu Bo to kick heavily on the big 'door', looking at a group of clan elders who were willing not to repair the canal after eavesdropping, and shouted loudly: "Which one wears a green man's outer clothes, Wenshanhu's old coffin is obstructing His Highness from repairing the river, and stand up for this official!" This officer will teach you a good lesson! ”

As soon as he heard this, more than 100 old men who came to be willing to swiped their eyes on Master Liu, who was hiding back with his face covered, and he overheard his son scolding him outside, Liu Neng couldn't hold his face, and at this time he was scolded by his son in front of him, and the old guy immediately turned red in front of everyone. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]. Visit:.

"It's you and me, what do you want?"

"What's wrong with this officer? This official wants to cut down your corrupt Confucian who 'confuses' the public with fallacies for the millions of victims and for His Highness."' The door was relatively bright, and Liu Bo was 'excited' and angry, so he didn't even look at it and went straight to the fist, but when he hit him, Liu Bo saw a little familiarity.

Puff~

"Daddy!"

Seeing that he was smothered with black eyes and was sitting on the ground again, Liu Bo helped him over in a panic. At this time, the old men who came to petition from other places behind him couldn't hold back their laughter, and 'rubbed' their hot eyes, Liu Neng was extremely angry.

"Dare to beat Lao Tzu! You unfilial son! Picking up the crutches, Master Liu shaved Liu Bo's ass and balls according to the Hengshui County order. Just gave his father an electric cannon, how could Liu Bo dare to fight back at this time, why did he cover his head and pout his ass and shrink into a ball, letting Master Liu cut him with a clatter.

However, in the eyes of the magistrates who squeezed in behind, this scene changed its meaning again, and Xiongyue County, who has always been 'friendly' with Hengshui County, and is ready to marry his 'daughter' to Liu Bo, saw this scene, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "This group of old coffins who rely on the old and sell the old dare to beat people, everyone!" Rescue Hengshui County! ”

Screaming, dozens of local officials from thirty to fifty years old also rushed in with their fists, and for a while, the old man who was watching the excitement around him was also unlucky, especially the Gushan County Order, and the distressed 'son-in-law' The old man grabbed Master Liu is a big slap, and the crisp sound of listening to it made Liu Bo simply 'want' cry without tears.

"Stop fighting, my father!"

"Haha! It's time to fight! Listening to the crackling sound in the room and holding his stomach, Li Jie's mouth was crooked.

An oolong petition came to an end, at noon ten o'clock, a group of old men with blue noses and swollen faces supported each other to walk out of the palace, seeing the neighbors waiting in the square outside the palace 'gate', was red and swollen buttocks, limping Liu Bo was supporting, his face was swollen into a dough Old Man Liu couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get in, raised his hand sadly, and shouted loudly: "Neighbors go back, King Min built the canal for the country and the people, and will not work for the people and lose money!"

Seeing a large group of people in Beijing, looking at it with a blank eye, Liu Bo, who was covering his buttocks, simply limped forward, raised his hands and shouted loudly.

"Master Jing's father, listen to me!"

"Why did King Min build the canal? It's not for fame, it's not for the sake of going east to have fun like Emperor Yang of Sui, it's all for everyone, not only for the people on both sides of the Ganges, but also for you! The main grain producing areas of Fujian are on both sides of the Ganges River, and most of the rice and grain consumed by the Beijing division every day are produced here, if the floods flood every year, not only the people on both sides of the Ganges River will be displaced, but you will also starve! ”

"Think about the tragedy of going through those days of famine and not being able to buy rice even if you have money, Master Jing, we are closely linked!"

The design of the Vermilion Bird Square in front of the Min Palace originally had the role of a speech, Liu Bo's words were clear to the tens of thousands of people in the vicinity who listened to the amplification, and for a while, the crowd listening was silent.

"The old man misunderstood the King of Min, and the old man also wanted to donate money for the repair of the river, so the old man decided to donate all the fifty stone rice in the warehouse! Save the people on both sides of the Ganges, our compatriots in Fujian! ”

"I, I'll donate too, I'll take out all twenty pieces of cloth from the warehouse!"

"And me, Master Liu said well, donate to my Fujian compatriots, we are one!"

The old man who came out of the petition jumped out one after another, listening to their roar, the people of Beijing who were present were suddenly driven, this one shouted for me to donate twenty buckets of rice, the other shouted for me to donate how much silk, and some of them were 'sexual' anxious and even ran home to get it on the spot.

"Second brother, why don't you hurry up and find someone and write down everyone's donations!" Seeing this 'messy' and 'chaotic' scene, Master Liu finally had a sense of pride, slapped Liu Bo's buttocks, and slapped the dignified county magistrate grinning again, scratching the back of his head innocently.

"Then, I'll ask someone from the household department."

With a smile on his face, he saw his son limp out, and Master Liu shook his head sincerely and smiled: "It's really good to live in Fujian!"

"Liu Weng, who hit you in the face?" In this kung fu, in the crowd of 'mixed' and 'chaotic', the tail student of the same neighborhood actually squeezed over, asked with concern, and a sentence immediately turned Master Liu's smile into a bitter smile, and he turned his head helplessly and arched his hand: "In-laws, your fist and foot kung fu is really a must."

"In-laws, yours is not bad!" Covering his swollen nose that was kicked, Gushan County Ling Dou Di also smiled helplessly, and after looking at each other, the two old men pointed at each other and laughed.

The busy day of the Jingshi people passed quickly, but it was driven by the respected old man in his own city, and the momentum of donations and materials has not been diluted until now, many dignitaries and nobles, rich businessmen watched the household officials take out a thick account book, and each citizen who donated was recorded in his name, saying that he would build an inscription record in the river, and many big businessmen were even more red-eyed.

Now that I have money and a very nourishing life, isn't it a reputation to pursue it again? The canal is a public industry for thousands of generations, think about it, if the inscription on the canal side is engraved with Jingshi so-and-so, how much donation to fund the canal, how much face!

Thinking of this, many wealthy businessmen in the Beijing Division immediately heard the wind and moved, the carts of rice and grain, desperately sent to Suzaku Square, such a large material, immediately made the unprepared household 'chaos' into a mess, the original sent to deal with a few cases into a 'waiter' Lang with more than ten principals, the staff outside Lang was busy into a mess, and even the household secretary Zheng Chongjian was shocked to the scene in person.

"Damn, so many!"

Seeing the more than ten household warehouses that were piled up, Li Jie couldn't help but grow his mouth in surprise, and when he entered his eyes, boxes of copper coins, silver coins, and even gold coins exuded dazzling light, and all kinds of ready-to-wear were hung on the wall one after another, among which there were many high-end ready-to-wear products made by Fujian weaving, some high-end clothes were more valuable than gold coins and gems, quilts, and daily necessities.

More is food, and it is also the most needed food, and in the first day alone, there are 100,000 more stones, enough for an army of 500,000 to eat for a month.

He also knew that the people in Fujian were rich under the policy of hiding wealth from the people, but he didn't expect to be so rich, catching up with the grain pile of Fujian's half-year harvest, and a thought suddenly popped into Li Jie's mind.

"Your Highness, with this money, it is enough to repair from the Jingshi River section to the Tongzhou River section, do you want to expand the donation and order the prefectures and counties under the Fujian State to also donate money and materials to help the imperial court build the canal?" Seeing such a reserve of citizen donations, even Zheng Chongjian, the head of the household department who followed him, and Lang Laiji, the 'waiter' of Fengge, were all hot-eyed, and Laiji rubbed his hands excitedly and asked.

Unexpectedly, Li Jie shook his head and refused: "No, starting tomorrow, you will try to minimize the donations of citizens, and even if you accept, you will accept some small items, daily necessities and food, and you will not need the money first!"

"Huh? Why? In front of him, it was a way to earn a huge income for Fujian, but Li Jie refused, and when he heard it, Zheng Lianggu stared at him and asked in a lost voice.

"Lone thought of a better way!" Turning his head, Li Jie's young face was full of a mysterious smile.

The day after the promulgation of the decree on the construction of the canal, the Fujian State issued a second important order, which was to provide relief through work!

The four corners of the capital, on the main streets, are plastered with new notices everywhere, and the fast horse comes out from the four 'gates', all the way to the affected areas of the Ganges River valley in the east.

In order to build the canal, the Fujian State had to recruit hundreds of thousands of river workers in the disaster area, and all those who participated in the construction of the river, regardless of the 'Bo' people or the Tianzhu people, also obtained the status of Tang people, distributed enough rice and grain to feed the whole family, and gave priority to the distribution of land on the banks of the repaired rivers.

It is really like the 'Spring Festival', millions of refugees are like ants slowly approaching Beijing, for the identity of this Tang people, and even Tianzhu, which is not refugees in the surrounding states and counties, the 'Bo'si people join the ranks of the displaced people.

No way, Tianzhu Sanskrit with more than 40 letters is difficult enough to learn, and Chinese characters with more than 2,000 commonly used words are even more difficult to learn.

This time also for the first time to break the Tang people, Tianzhu people, 'Bo' people race barriers, in the face of disasters, everyone is equal, on the road, everywhere can be seen all kinds of skin 'color', faces supporting each other crowd, the young 'Bo' people carry the old Tianzhu people, the sturdy Tang people support the frail Middle East immigrants.

On the one hand, the money and grain that Fujian 'spent' out were 'spent' like flowing water, and on the other hand, Fujian began to refuse donations and materials from big merchant families, which couldn't help but arouse the doubts of the upper echelons of the great Beijing Division.

In this kind of doubt, the Fujian Chamber of Commerce, which had no activity in the past, suddenly issued invitations on a large scale, and almost all of them with commercial status received a sheet, from Southeast Asia to Khorasan, thousands of wealthy merchants and aristocrats also gathered in Beijing like 'spring' - 74968 + dsuaahhh + 28218687 - >