Two hundred and fifty thousand yuan is far from being as simple as two hundred and fifty thousand yuan.

Zheng Lang said that it was enough, then 250,000 yuan, Jia Changchao wrote a good book and sent it back to the capital.

However, after more than half a day, Cai Xianghu asked suspiciously: "Is it too little?" ”

Wang Zhaoming and Cao Xiumu also came to listen to such a major event, and they wanted to report to Zhao Zhen.

Wang Zhaoming asked: "Why is it less?" ”

"The victims are not the people who moved last year, they are real ninth-class households, and you can count the clothes, quilts, living utensils and farm tools for winter."

Last year, the fifth-class households had at least a few beds of tattered quilts, a few pieces of torn clothes to cover the cold, and there were still simple daily necessities at home, otherwise how could they spend their lives before? Even if the farm tools are poor, they will not all be bad, so the government will borrow a little money and basically repay it after the autumn.

These destitute households had almost nothing, even a few meager clothes, and in the panic that night, a quarter of the people had nothing because the ship was burned. How much does it cost? It is also necessary to make the ministers of the DPRK and China speechless, and it is possible that the 200,000 yuan will be gone. What do you do with the remaining 50,000 yuan, more than 37,600 people!

Jia Changchao was puzzled: "He said that Lu Xianggong also knows. ”

"No matter," Song Zhen was too lazy to worry, these people had nothing to do for 250,000 yuan, and they could drag tens of thousands of victims for a few months, yes, we can't afford to mess with them, let's do practical things. The victims of the disaster must be handed over to Taiping Prefecture one by one, and the cases will be investigated.

God, let me write a recital, I can write it all over the place, but when did I check the case!

The Great Song Dynasty was depressed, and the bigwigs in the capital were even more depressed.

Seeing Jia Changchao's twists and turns, the faces of several bigwigs were full of black clouds, where was the 250,000 yuan, which was separated by more than a thousand miles of time and space, stretching out a giant palm, and the left and right were fanning their big-eared melon seeds. Lu Yijian's face was white and vibrant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Batch! ”

1 million yuan, 500,000 yuan, can you still find a reason, saying that the treasury is tight, can you not approve 250,000 yuan?

Started waiting for some people to be verbose!

Sure enough, seeing the 250,000, Fan Zhongyan let out an angry roar.

He didn't know that he didn't know that the finances were not handled by him, but he could send the people of the four states, drown the people in the aftermath, and then cultivate and exempt the people, how could it be more than 250,000 yuan? It was in Suzhou that several new rivers were excavated to drain the water, and more than 100,000 yuan of money and grain were spent.

Zheng Lang is a good minister.

The finances are so tight, and they only ask the state for 250,000 yuan, what kind of minister is not a good minister?

Zheng Lang is a good minister, and the other person is even more villainous, he actually paid 250,000 yuan, just Zheng Lang contributed the income of two silk weaving supervisors for three or four years, and dragged tens of thousands of victims for a few months, a good Dongfu, a good Chinese book, and a good prime minister!

Immediately impeach Lü Yijian.

Zhao Zhen vaguely felt that this matter was not what Fan Zhongyan said, but on the other side, he received Wang Zhaoming's recital, and Zheng Lang also said that it was estimated that Lu Yijian would guess that he would ask for a maximum of 500,000 yuan, and at least 200,000 yuan, but in fact, Lu Yijian's order to Jia Changchao was a maximum of 500,000 yuan.

This matter is not right, if this money is difficult in the book, I can save a province.

Calling Lu Yijian, Wang Zeng, Song Shou, and Wang Suiyi to the important officials of the Eastern Mansion is not only Lu Yijian's mistake, but the entire Eastern Mansion is at fault this time.

Hearing Zhao Zhen's question, Lu Yi Jian Tie blushed and said: "The minister originally thought that he would ask the court for a million yuan if he mobilized the people, otherwise it would not be like this. But I didn't expect ......"

Can't open your mouth.

"Why do you say 500,000?"

"Squeeze it, 500,000 yuan should be enough for him, it's no one else, he's a capable official." Depressed, there was no way to answer, so he had to admit that Zheng Lang was a capable official.

"Why do you only ask for 250,000 yuan?"

"Not enough," this matter has nothing to do with Fan Zhongyan, so he shouted at the ministers and good ministers, and the people in Dongfu are all bad guys. However, Wang Zeng dealt with Lu Yijian, and knew the details of these victims, so Wang Zeng said: "Listen to the ministers." ”

Calculate the income and expenditure of Taiping Prefecture, as well as the expenses of the victims, to Zhao Zhen one by one.

Either save six weirs, only open two weighs and three weirs, and save the cost, so that the disaster victims are even more difficult to arrange. Either add polders, but the cost will be greater. How unreasonable. This is also explaining for Dongfu in disguise, it is not that we intend to do this, and we were also worried that Zheng Lang would take advantage of this to open his mouth and blackmail the court.

Zhao Zhen listened to Wang Zeng's one-time accounting, and finally became confused, and asked several officials in the Eastern Mansion to retreat, not very relieved, and sent someone to ask Zheng Lang, Zheng Lang replied, it was enough. Less is not good, more is not.

Zhao Zhen was even more confused, so he asked Fan Zhongyan, the intention was not to let him attack Lu Yijian, he had been watching coldly for more than a year, but he could see very clearly that some times Lu Yijian was indeed doing practical things. It was because Fan Zhongyan had gone through two water conservancy projects and knew the specific expenses.

Unexpectedly, Fan Zhongyan said after hearing this: "Zheng Lang said that Lu Yijian knows, and Lu Yijian must know." ”

"Fan Qing, why do you say this?"

"Zheng Lang taught several students to be different, and he intended to train a few good ministers for the imperial court."

Zhao Zhen's forehead is not a secret, a few students almost taught him to become a few little monsters.

"Usually, he discusses national affairs with students, cultivates their future, and has a steward by his side."

I understand, what plan Zheng Lang has, he must have said it to Lu Yijian's third son, even if he is Zheng Lang's student, the two don't help each other, and there is a person in charge who can report to Lu Yijian. Wang Zeng didn't know, Lu Yijian must know. So Zheng Lang said, with Lu Xianggong's power technique, it will be counted as my need.

Zhao Zhen was finally a little unhappy with Lu Yijian.

Soon Lu Yijian learned.

I almost got angry at home, and sat down and thought about it. These two, that one is not easy to deal with.

That Zheng Jiazi, through the letter of the third uncle, knew his surname, soft and hard, and easy to satisfy, merit, fame, profit, and Lu, the requirements are not high, and even took out money from the family to advance to the state capital, and lived on the polder embankment for the encirclement. Zhichen also coveted a clear name, but he would rather make people laugh at the shame of a loser for a few years, and he didn't say anything. Those who are greedy only learn from their talents, and they can't give it to themselves.

Unless you use means to close the workshop in his house, will it be? It is to close it, and with this wisdom, he can also use other righteous and bright means to make him legally accumulate wealth.

Not easy to deal with!

Zheng Jiazi is a little better, he suffered a sullen loss this time, almost self-inflicted. As long as he doesn't embarrass him, it seems that this son doesn't want to embarrass himself. However, the other person, if he does not embarrass him, he must also embarrass himself.

After thinking and meditating, Zheng Jiazi put it aside, thinking about Fan Zhongyan first.

This calamity blows in the emperor's ears every day, and in the end, he will be unlucky.

He thought about it for several hours, and suddenly an idea came to mind.

After going to court the next day, he proposed to let Fan Zhongyan serve as the governor of Kaifeng. When he heard this proposal, the king and the other ministers were so shocked that they almost fell to the ground.

Lu Yijian has a hard time, grandma, Mr. Fan, I can't afford to mess with you, slap you, is it okay? Let you jump from a small wait to Kaifeng Mansion Yin, can you let me go this time?

…… It is very good to outsiders, Zheng Lang single-handedly single-handedly challenged the big guy in the book, although he suffered a small loss, he used a 250,000 yuan to sprinkle a handful of salt on Lu Yijian's small wound, and everyone should be even.

For example, Pang Ji, who tried to pick Li Di, had Lu Yijian's secret support behind him, and he was also not degraded?

If you want to compete with the bigwigs, how can you lose nothing?

But Zheng Lang was very depressed, returned home, sat on the bed, meditated, and sat for three days, only then did he dissipate the depression in his heart.

When he walked out, he was so anxious that he jumped outside, and when Zhao Tongju saw him come out, he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Zheng Zhizhou, the money is not enough." ”

"What's not enough money?"

"Money for the victims."

It was set up quickly, and Lu Yijian directly transferred the autumn tax directly from Jiangning Mansion, and it could be paid soon. The order has not yet come down, but Zhao Tongju is also calculating left and right at home, feeling that it is too bad, and comes to the door.

"Zhao Tongju, that's enough."

"It's not enough."

"It's really enough, you can't count on the imperial court, if you count on the imperial court, give 500,000 yuan, it's still not enough."

"That's ......," Zhao Tongju also wondered.

"But there must be 250,000 yuan from the imperial court first, otherwise the money will not come."

Zhao Tongju's eyes were at a loss, could it be that after the money from the imperial court came, he could give birth to sons and grandsons, and conjure up a lot of money? Or Zheng Lang is in business on his own, even more impossible.

"Don't worry, I'm going out, you will continue to take care of it for me, and the victims can't be negligent."

"Okay," Zhao Tongju watched Zheng Lang leave the state city with two concubines with mixed feelings, and then asked a few students: "Do you know where Zheng Zhizhou's money comes from?" ”

Several students shook their heads, equally dazed in their eyes.

Sitting on the boat, Jiang Xing'er also asked curiously: "Official, what's going on?" ”

"I don't want to say it for the time being," Zheng Lang said unhappily.

In any case, 250,000 yuan is less, which makes him very nervous.

Zheng Lang went to see the site of Xinwei, but the news that came made Zhao Tongjuan even more shocked, Zheng Lang not only looked at the Liuwei, but also looked at other lakes and rivers, that is, he had a few medium-sized polders in the future. This is also a solution, otherwise where would the more than 30,000 people be resettled?

But Zhao Tong's judgment is even more puzzled, the money is not enough, and if he opens a new polder, what will happen to the money?

After the victims went from house to house, Zheng Lang came back again, and Zhao Tong said: "Zheng Zhizhou, you have seen Xinwei." ”

"Hmm."

"I mean the polders other than the six."

"Hmm."

"Zheng Zhizhou, what are your plans?"

"I carefully calculated the labor, if I have time, I can open three medium-sized polders, about more than 1,000 hectares of land."

"Money."

"Hmm."

"Zheng Zhizhou, the labor is enough, but the money is not enough, and even if it is more than 1,000 hectares, it can't arrange 7,000 households."

"Hmm."

Zhao Tongju was defeated by the gorgeous and said, "Zheng Zhizhou, can you tell me what detailed plans you have?" ”

"I can't say that the time has not come, but you are here just in time, and we will do one thing together." Bring Zhao Tongju to the front of the disaster shed. They are all simple disaster shelters, which can only shelter from the cold wind and rain, all in order to save costs, after all, they are not formal residences.

Zheng Lang looked at the victims, asked the officials to pick some representatives from there, and said to them: "This official has received 250,000 yuan from the imperial court, and he has also promised the imperial court to give you a good name. ”

The victims were silent.

Zheng Lang said: "A good life, including your food, clothing, housing, and a life path in the future." Do the math for yourselves, how much it will cost. ”

At the very least, the victims must be understood.

The fire burned so that the victims were very indifferent to themselves, and if they continued to maintain this attitude, the following work was not easy to arrange.

More than 200 victims counted and their faces became cautious.

Zheng Lang continued: "This official can only point out one path for you, whether you can be happy or not, you still have to create it with your hands. After that, I will let you go to Jingmin Liangwei in batches to see for yourself, and ask where the people are and how they create happiness. ”

I can't listen to the imperial court, and even the Great Song Dynasty They preached, as soon as you come, you have good land, clothes, housing, and food, as if there are mountains of gold and silver everywhere.

He continued: "You have all registered in the household register, and from today onwards, you will officially be the people of Taiping Prefecture. There are two paths to choose from, one is that you volunteer to work, or become tenant farmers, which has nothing to do with the officials, and if you don't want to, cooperate with me. Go back and talk about it, if you are willing to go out to work or be a tenant farmer, please come out, and if you are not willing, from today onwards, you must listen to my arrangement. ”

Let them go back and pass it on one by one.

After half a day, more than a dozen people came out and asked, "May I ask Zheng Zhizhou, how will we be arranged in the future?" ”

Someone else asked, "Can we get a polder?" ”

"There is no way to tell you, it is still too late for you to leave, and if you do not leave after an hour, this official will take your acquiescence. In the future, if you don't listen to the arrangement, there are scholars from the imperial court who also write edicts to Your Majesty, there are Chongwen Hall who tells stories and lectures on scriptures to Your Majesty, and there are also ministers who advise you, and the servants in the palace, this official can only let you fend for yourself. ”

"Zhizhou is saying that if you listen to you, you will have a good name?"

"I'm just showing you a way, and the good thing is that your hands created it, didn't I just say it clearly?"

Cai Xiang said in a low voice: "Zheng Zhizhou, it will scare them." ”

Zheng Lang frowned and said unhappily, "What can you see?" In Taipingzhou, I will make a good move, and because of you, good chess becomes bad chess. ”

I didn't want to distinguish it, so I asked more than a dozen people to go back again, called Zhao Tongju, and said: "Some fourth-class households and a small number of fifth-class households want to sell their land, take 50,000 yuan and take all their land." ”

The overall situation is determined, the people of Taiping Prefecture are full of joy, no matter what, Zhizhou is still that Zhizhou, development is still that development, Liuwei began to measure, so people sold their fields one after another. That is, the 5,000 households, some fourth-class households, and some fifth-class households, have more than 50 acres of land in their hands, and only a few acres of land in their hands. These rents are not easy to manage, and they are not like houses, they are dismantled, loaded with boats, and loaded into Xinwei to build a new house, nor are they like mulberry trees, and they can also survive when spring comes. So they sold their land on a large scale.

They can sell it, but someone has to ask for it.

With so much land sold, the price of land fell all at once. Some fertile land is less than two taels per acre, and the sloping land is only worth a few hundred yuan.

It's okay to shout low, if you don't sell it, it will be abandoned next year, and you will have to pay land tax.

Some are shooting, and some are continuing the stalemate.

At this time, it was really cheap to buy, but the government went to buy it...... Cai Xianghu asked suspiciously: "Zheng Zhizhou, why do you want to buy it." ”

"What if you don't buy them?" Zheng Lang pointed to the victims.

Okay, but where did you get so much money? Zhao Tong snorted: "It's not good. ”

"Listen to me."

Zhao Tongju had no choice but to order.

After an hour, some of the victims came out, saw that there were few people, and walked back. Zheng Lang said to the Great Song Dynasty and Jia Changchao: "I have said many times that in the future, they will not listen to the transfer and will fend for themselves, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

After speaking, he took a few officials and officials back on the boat and left again.

Zheng Lang's various things made Song Zhen, Jia Changchao, Cai Xiang, Cao Xiumu, and Wang Zhaoming all confused, and no one could understand it.

Next, Zhao Tongju took the victims to Liangwei one after another to take a look, and let them inquire about it themselves.

Then pick it up by boat.

The autumn water gradually flattened.

Jiang Ning sent 250,000 yuan, some of which were money, and some of which were silk, which were converted together.

However, the first huge sum of money in Taiping Prefecture also flew out, and it was turned into land again and returned to the government. Only then did Zhao Tongju receive an order from Zheng Lang from afar, asking him to gather these lands in a few pieces through exchange, and then plough them and keep them for winter frost.

After receiving the order, Zhao Tongju's eyes lit up, but after thinking about it again, there were still many things he couldn't understand.

Autumn is at its deepest point, and the leaves begin to wither.

Suddenly, a number of ships came to the dock of Taipingzhou, the boats were moored, and the people on board carried boxes to the shore, and the boxes were autumn and winter clothes. After moving the boxes like a hill, a middle-aged man who looked like a leader came out and said to the yacha who maintained order: "Please inform your Zhao Tongju. ”

Zhao Tong didn't know what to do, and walked over and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”

The visitor didn't answer, so he took out a list and handed it to Zhao Tongju, the list wrote the number of clothes, three sets of clothes for a disaster victim, including winter clothes, underwear, autumn clothes, and the location of procurement, and a total of more than 61,000 yuan. Then he said: "Zhao Tongju, please count the quantity." ”

"You are ......"

"No matter who we are, you send someone to check the number, and we have to go back."

Zhao Tong sent a number of people, one was not much, and one was not much, and then asked: "Who are you, why did you send these clothes here?" ”

The person who came still smiled and didn't answer, got on the boat and left.

Song Zhen was investigating the case everywhere, and it was even more difficult, all the officials and officials were busy, and he couldn't find anyone to help, so when he heard about it, he rushed to ask him, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Tongju looked at the cheering victims, smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either." ”

Before the words were finished, several ships came over, stopped, and moved things to the shore again, this time the tricks were changed, it was a variety of winter kudzu quilts and winter hemp quilts, one for each person, and a list was handed over again, indicating the purchase location and price, more than 52,000 yuan.

It is not very expensive, although the quality of each quilt can not be compared with the satin duvet and felt, but the quality is not bad, and it is very thick, more than 30,000 pieces, one is only a piece of money, a very fair price. However, Zhao Tong stopped the person and asked suspiciously: "Who are you?" ”

"We're the ones who deliver things." Smiled again, took the guy on the boat and left.

Listening to the louder cheers of the victims, Cai Xiang and Jia Changchao also came over and asked the reason, but Zhao Tongju and Song Zhen were almost a little crazy.

Not long after these boats left, another group of ships came to carry things again, pots and pans, couches and tents, and very standard daily necessities, almost all of which were prepared. Of course, the list is even more terrifying, 96,000.

"Who are you?"

"We're the ones who deliver things."

"You don't say that the official won't let you leave."

"We are people who are kind enough to send things, Zhao Tongju, I heard that you are also a good official, and you will not be unreasonable."

A good official hit Zhao Tongju's weak heart, and almost burst into tears, after being an official for more than 20 years, someone is finally willing to admit that he is a good official. Since he was a good official, he couldn't make rude moves, so he had to let him on board.

The ship left the harbor and drifted away.

The officials were distributing the goods and distributing them to the victims one by one, and the victims shouted with joy one by one.

However, a few officials stared at each other and sent things over, which can be explained, it may be Zheng Lang's arrangement, the money and silk in the treasury of Guan Jianzhou have not moved, it is impossible for Zheng Lang to move, and there will be many large families who have given 200,000 yuan of money to Taiping Prefecture.

It is impossible to change Lu Yijian to come! It's someone who is willing to give credit and will pay it back later. Young Zheng Lang dares to take credit, does so many Zheng Lang dare to take credit?

Several officials stood at the port, watching the little white sail go farther and farther, and looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Growing up, I've heard or seen many weird things, but I've never been so weird today.