After arranging the affairs of the porridge shed, Guan Yingzhen arranged for someone to hire a wolf to buy some materials to build a house and build a temporary residence for the victims. Although he was very busy, Guan Yingzhen still found time to write a note to the Emperor of the Apocalypse, hoping that the Emperor of the Apocalypse would send someone over.

Although he was confident in his own ability, Guan Yingzhen knew that if he did his best to organize disaster relief, there would be absolutely no problem. But now there are corrupt officials and corrupt officials and businessmen making trouble, and they can't be busy if they want to rectify them.

"Master, Governor Wu Yang of Nanzhili asks to see you!" When Guan Yingzhen was writing the recital, the old servant who came with him walked in, respectfully saluted Guan Yingzhen, and said.

For this belated governor, Guan Yingzhen also had no good impression in his heart, such a large-scale earthquake occurred in the place he governed, and this military governor was not in Yangzhou. Guan Yingzhen did not go to Nanjing, but came directly to Yangzhou, but he didn't see the military governor here. He didn't have a good impression of Zhang Qian, and he was also extremely disgusted with this military governor Ying Zhen.

However, Guan Yingzhen knew that he still had to meet this person, so he nodded and said, "Invite Master Wu in!" ”

It didn't take long for an official in his fifties to be brought in, with a kind smile on his face, and Shi Li said: "Wuyang, the governor of Xiaguan Nanzhili, has seen the old man of the official pavilion of Lord Qincha!" ”

nodded, and said expressionlessly: "Sit down!" When Wu Yang sat down, Guan Yingzhen asked directly, "I don't know what happened to Master Wu here?" ”

Guan Yingzhen's words, Wu Yang's face suddenly turned red, and he was blocked back by this sentence on his own territory, and the grief and indignation in Wu Yang's heart can be imagined. If it was to come to Yangzhou to organize disaster relief, it seems that he came too late. However, Wuyang is not easy to get along with, thought about it, and said: "Returning to the elder, Xia Guan is the governor of Nanzhili, and such a big natural disaster has occurred under his rule, it is really impossible for people to change it. However, in order to prevent the people from being displaced, they arranged for starvation all over the land, and the officials tried to find a way. Borrowing money and grain from rich families in Nanjing is a little late! ”

Looking at Wu Yang with an embarrassed face, Guan Yingzhen smiled and nodded, but he was sneering in his heart, Come with me. After a slight sigh, Guan Yingzhen asked: "Lord Wu is really loyal to the country and cherishes the people, I don't know how much food Lord Wu brought this time?" Tens of thousands of mouths of the victims are waiting to eat! ”

At this time, Wu Yang's face changed, but he was also brought again, and said: "Lord Hui, Xia Guan brought ten boats and 20,000 loads of grain." ”

"Twenty thousand quintals!" Guan Yingzhen looked at Wu Yang mockingly, and said teasingly: "Then I don't know how many of these 20,000 quintals of grain were borrowed by Master Wu?" ”

Finished! Wu Yang suddenly felt that he had lifted a stone and hit his own feet, his face was constantly changing, and his forehead was already covered with sweat. Under the gaze of Guan Yingzhen, he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. Why did he listen to the ideas of those people and only brought 20,000 loads of grain, is there anything more stupid about this!

Although 20,000 quintals of grain is a lot, what kind of place is Nanzhili, that is the southern capital of the Ming Dynasty! Saying that this is the richest place in the Ming Dynasty, I'm afraid no one will object, even Yanjing has no way to compare with here. Now he, the governor of Nanzhili, actually only stayed for 20,000 loads of grain, and then said that he borrowed it, so what about the money and grain in the treasury?

Seeing that Wuyang didn't speak, Guan Yingzhen said with a smile: "When the official first arrived in Yangzhou, the Yangzhou prefect had already told the cabinet, and the Yangzhou treasury was empty, and there was not much money and food left. This makes the official very curious, Yangzhou is an important town in the south of the Yangtze River, more than half of the salt merchants are concentrated here, and there are a lot of fertile fields around. There is no grain or silver in the treasury, and this pavilion is really curious about how Zhang Qian's prefect is done. ”

Wu Yang's cold sweat was dripping down, and he scolded Zhang Qian in his heart, and hurriedly said: "My lord, there is grain in the treasury of Nanzhili, and the officials went to borrow more, but they wanted to borrow more." After arranging everything in Nanjing, Xia Guan hurried over with people. The grain in the back is loaded in Nanjing, and I believe it will arrive! ”

Now Wuyang doesn't dare to say that there is no food in the treasury, and this crime alone is enough to raid his family and exterminate his family.

Nodding with a smile, Guan Yingzhen seemed to be very satisfied with Wu Yang's answer, and asked with a smile: "Then I don't know how much food Master Wu can raise?" When will it arrive? ”

"Back to my lord, Nan Zhili's treasury can take out 300,000 quintals of grain, and there is no way to do more. It is believed that it can be transported within ten days, which can ensure that the people are safe in spring ploughing. However, after spring ploughing, it is still green and yellow, and it will take at least a few months to harvest, and I am afraid that it will take 600,000 loads of grain! Although Wu Yang's face was very calm, he had already scolded in his heart, and he must train those people well when he goes back this time. 300,000 quintals of grain! It's all silver, it's all gone, and I'm very dissatisfied with Guan Yingzhen Wuyang.

didn't have the mood to care what Wuyang thought, Guan Yingzhen felt that the grain seemed to be about the same, and if the grain was distributed, the people could be sent back to rebuild their homes. As for the relief food in the future, it is enough to distribute it by the government at all levels, and of course it is necessary to avoid enriching one's own pockets.

After pondering for a long time and sorting out a general context of the things behind, Guan Yingzhen slowly raised his head. Seeing that Wu Yang's face was flushed, ** squirming around, as if there were thorns on the chair, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Master Wu, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"My lord, the officials are in a hurry, please forgive the officials for being rude!" Wu Yang stood up, arched his hand to Guan Yingzhen, and ran out quickly.

Looking at Wu Yang's embarrassed figure, Guan Yingzhen snorted coldly, he was sure that what Zhang Qian said was true, and all of this was Wu Yang's ghost. There are many ways to embezzle in the event of a catastrophe, but there are also a few more commonly used methods, which are the lowest methods to directly enrich one's own pockets.

There must be grain in the treasury of Nanjing, and the official Yingzhen is sure of this, but whether this grain is distributed to the common people or sold to the common people is a great deal of knowledge. If officials privately sell their official rations to merchants, who then sell them to the people at a high price, the money will flow into their pockets.

As long as you report a little more on the relief afterwards, they will all be eaten by the refugees anyway, who can calculate how much! As long as you take out a small amount of grain, or go to other places to buy low-cost grain, these are all good ways to make money. But in this way, those who cannot afford to buy food are unlucky, and they can only sell their sons and daughters.

was supposed to be used to give relief to the people's official food, so that corrupt officials and businessmen became their tools to make money, and all they earned was blood money! Just now, Guan Yingzhen tested Wuyang, also to find out what they were doing! Since Wu Yang can take out 300,000 loads of grain, then he has food, but he just doesn't want to take it out to help the people.

300,000 quintals? Snorted coldly, really I'm an idiot, if there are only 300,000 quintals of grain in Nanzhili's treasury, then what happened to the Ming Dynasty? However, Guan Yingzhen will not expose these, and it is most important to get the grain first, as for those corrupt officials and businessmen, sooner or later they will be cleaned up.

After taking the written fold, Guan Yingzhen handed it to the old family member on the side, lowered his voice and ordered: "Let the people of Jinyiwei send them away overnight, and rush into Beijing for eight hundred miles!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The old servant nodded cautiously, took the fold and walked out quickly.

"Wait a minute, you go and tell that Wuyang, Benge is a little tired, let him go back! In addition, tell him that the batch of grain must be delivered as scheduled, otherwise this cabinet will punish him for the crime of not doing well! Don't hide anything, just do what I say! After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and strode back.

The old servant smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seems that the master is really angry this time, the master has never spoken like this before. Shaking his head, the old servant strode out to find the urinary governor.

At night, the capital was quiet in the water, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse was lying in the bath for a busy day, and several palace maids who were wearing very little were bathing the Emperor of the Apocalypse, putting their heads on the platform behind them, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse made a comfortable ** sound.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse still remembers the first time he took a bath like this, and he was excited for a long time, and he directly arranged four palace maids. It seems that it is natural to get used to it, and I don't feel like anything anymore. The Emperor of the Apocalypse has always paid attention to controlling his ** in terms of women, and you must know that many emperors' deaths are related to the uncontrolled surname life.

"Your Majesty, the queen mother sent someone to pass the word, and the queen mother prepared lotus seed soup for the emperor, and asked the emperor if he went over to eat?" Wang Chengen walked to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse and said cautiously.

Waving his hand, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said in a deep voice: "I don't know what happened to Jiangnan, and there is no news back until now." I'm not in the mood to eat right now, you tell the queen that I'm not going to go today! ”

"The emperor doesn't have to worry too much, there are Wei Guogong and official scholars in Jiangnan, and there will be no mistakes in thinking about it!" Wang Chengen did not mention the matter of Empress Zhang, but opened his mouth to comfort.

Slowly closing his eyes, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said in a deep voice, "What time is it?" You go to the General Administration Department to see if there is any excerpt handed over! ”

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's see what is going on tomorrow! The emperor has been tired for a day, so take care of the dragon's body! The Ming Dynasty is all tied to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty is more important than anything else! Wang Chengen hurriedly persuaded and explained, it was time for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to still want to watch the performance.

"By the way, Wang Chengen, has there been any news from Fujian? How did the governor of Fujian communicate with the Dutch? The Emperor of the Apocalypse slowly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice, this can be said to be the one thing that the Emperor of the Apocalypse is most concerned about. (To be continued.) )