They came to Xue Lian's study together. There were already six people waiting in the study, three of them were wearing the robes of civil officials, one was wearing the robes of military attachés, and two of them were also dressed as scribes, and it was estimated that they were also Xue Lian's staff. The middle-aged scribe who brought Wu Shigong in first took the initiative to introduce himself and said: His name is "Zhang Kehua", and then introduced everyone present to Wu Shigong one by one, Wu Shigong couldn't remember so much, anyway, he greeted him when he introduced anyone, and only remembered that one of them was an official of Shuntianfu, an official of the Ministry of Industry, and an official of the Ministry of Households. That officer was an officer of the Jingying. Everyone also politely returned the salute one by one. Everyone sat down separately, and Wu Shigong also sat in a corner of the study and listened to their discussions.

It turned out that this matter was about to talk about the explosion of Wang Gong's factory again. After this incident, the household department allocated 10,000 taels, and the inner treasury allocated 10,000 taels, a total of 20,000 taels of silver, so that the Shuntianfu, the Ministry of Industry and Jingying jointly rescued the disaster. Zuihou, Wei Zhongxian asked Xue Lian for this errand, and he said to the emperor that sending a noble lord to take charge of the matter would help show the importance of the imperial court and the peace of mind of the victims. The emperor was also convinced. Therefore, the emperor issued an edict to let Xue Lian be in charge of this disaster relief, and asked Shuntianfu, the Ministry of Industry and Jingying to cooperate with him. But according to the rules of disaster relief in the Ming Dynasty at that time, the household department and the inner treasury must deduct thirty percent of the silver, so that there are only 14,000 taels in the hands of Xue Lian, and then Wei Zhongxian has to be given 5,000 taels of filial piety, then there are 9,000 taels left. But what can nine thousand taels do? Up to now, a month has passed since the explosion at Wang Gongchang, but the ruins are still the same pile of ruins. Not to mention the rebuilding of homes, not even the cleaning of the roads at the site of the explosion and the disposal of garbage in the rubble. Xue Lian was also in a hurry, even on the morning of her daughter's wedding, she hurriedly summoned people from relevant departments to discuss a solution.

In fact, Wei Zhongxian asked Xue Lian for the errand of the disaster relief commander, but it was not to harm him. Wei Zhongxian calculated it this way. As long as Xue Lian is in the middle of nine thousand taels, he takes out three or four thousand taels to set up a porridge field or something to give relief to the victims, don't make any big trouble, and then share the profits with the officials below, then Xue Lian's own pocket can also fall three or four thousand taels. This can be regarded as a beauty difference, and it can be regarded as taking care of one's own people.

However, Xue Lian has not completely lost his conscience, but he wants to provide good relief to the victims. However, in this disaster, nearly 11,000 houses collapsed, nearly 10,000 people died, and even more were injured and homeless. If you want to seriously relieve the disaster, how can 9,000 taels of silver be enough? If you don't have enough money, you can't do it, as long as you have manpower. At least some disaster relief work can be done. However, Xue Lian has been negotiating with the three departments of Shuntianfu, the Ministry of Industry and the Jingying for almost a month, but the three departments have repeatedly shirked their responsibilities, and they have refused to send more people except for sending a few puppies and kittens to deal with it. Xue Lian was also ruthless today, and he must squeeze out some manpower.

After briefly speaking the opening remarks, Xue Lian went straight to the point, and then looked around at the officials sitting next to him and asked them to come up with a solution.

Seeing Xue Lian's gaze looking at him, the official of Shuntian Mansion began to speak first. The content of the speech was simple, summed up in two words - "No one!" ”。 He explained: "Now is the season, it is the busy time of summer, if we draw out manpower now, what will happen to the harvest in the field? It is not here that the victims of the explosion of Wang Gongchang have been relieved, and there are victims fleeing famine in Shuntianfu. There are good reasons for this, and the issue of ensuring the stability of agricultural production has always been an issue that deserves attention. Even in the current information age, agriculture is the basic national policy of our country. Needless to say, the Ming Dynasty was an agrarian society.

After listening to the explanation of the officials of Shuntian Mansion, Xue Lian could only look at Xiangxia. It was the official from the Ministry of Works. The official of the Ministry of Industry also replied succinctly, and it was also two words - "No!" ”。 He explained: At the current disaster site, except for a few main roads that can be guaranteed to be smooth, the other roads are densely packed with temporary straw huts where the victims live. How do people clear the roads? In addition, even if there are no victims on the road, the Ministry of Industry will not be able to send people to work. Because of this explosion, not only the houses were blown up, but even the southern and western walls of the capital were blown up, and the craftsmen of the Ministry of Engineering were hurrying to repair the city walls. Otherwise, in the autumn and winter, there is a large Mongolian army on the border, and if the defenders of the nine sides doze off and let a group of Mongolian soldiers come into the capital, the fun will be great. The southern wall is fine, and there is an outer wall. But what about the western city wall? At that time, those Mongolian soldiers found out that they had left a VIP passage in the western wall of the capital, so they were not happy? The reason is even stronger. The security of national defense must always be guaranteed.

Without waiting for Xue Lian's eyes to look at him, the officer of the Beijing camp shouted. The core content of his shouting is still two words - "Cry poor!" ”。 He explained: In the Beijing camp, the most elite warrior battalion is well paid, but they have to protect the palace and the core of the capital, so they can't move. The only ones who could move were the 10th regimental battalion stationed on the outskirts of the capital. But the soldiers of the 10th Regiment Battalion can only get 70% of their salary, so how can they and their families live in the high-cost city of Beijing? So most of them are out there working in a second career. Now, if they stop their second vocation to go to disaster relief, then, what are they going to eat? Wouldn't they be allowed to go to the porridge field and grab porridge from the victims? Still, in Zuihou, the officer left a tail. He said that as an idealistic and disciplined soldier of the people, as long as he can make up the salaries, he will be able to pull out a disaster relief team with combat effectiveness. This reason is a bit too naked. To sum it up, it is eight big words - people die for money, and birds die for food!

In desperation, Xue Lian could only look at the household official, hoping that the household department could squeeze out some more disaster relief funds. The household official was not in a hurry, he sacrificed the household department, a Mahayana-level master, who was kept in his body, cultivated thousands of years of power, and the ultimate magic weapon that integrated attack and defense. The name of this magic weapon is very simple, just two words - "No money!" ”。 This magic weapon suddenly put Xue Lian Lei on the spot.

Here, by the way, I will reveal a little secret to the officials, the author also once had such a rune treasure, when the author sacrificed him, a few ghosts did not disperse, chasing the author, the Yuan infant level, the insurance salesman, saw it and fled (about the Mahayana level, the Yuan infant level, the magic weapon and the rune treasure for the explanation of the nouns, please refer to the "Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", the author also likes this work, I hope to forget the capitalization of "Immortal World").

The official of the household department secretly thought in his heart: It was given before, and the 10,000 taels of disaster relief silver were all saved from the teeth of the household department. If you have money, what can't you do? If Shuntianfu can't send people, then spend money to hire people; If the Ministry of Industry can't produce craftsmen, then spend money to invite folk craftsmen; And the military salary of the Beijing camp has long been able to make up, and is still waiting for the officer to cry poor?

Wu Shigong sat in the corner, it was an eye-opener, he enjoyed a national-level, highest-level performance. And it's a top-of-the-line calfskin. Although because he and Xue Lian are sons-in-law, the two are in a trench, so Wu Shigong had to express his most sincere greetings and understanding to Xue Lian in his heart, but Wu Shigong didn't think anything else was true. Because today, his role is a very clear soy sauce party.

But the problem has to be solved, right? Several people discussed and discussed, and they came up with a way to continue to raise donations from various princes, nobles, officials and gentry for disaster relief. Seeing that there was no other good way, Xue Lian could only announce the dismissal of the meeting. After the meeting ended, Xue Lian's face was pale, and his heart was ruthless, at most he spent the nine thousand taels of silver, or even put an extra amount of silver into his own house, as long as he made a good appearance of the disaster relief work, even if it was a good deed. Xue Lian thought helplessly.

After the officials took their leave, Xue Lian left his staff behind to continue to discuss something. Seeing this, Wu Shigong also got up to leave, and suddenly Xue Lian raised his head and asked him, "Is there any good way for a virtuous son-in-law?" ”

Wu Shigong was sitting on the side just now, thinking about his position, and he had already flown out of the clouds. Besides, he didn't know the ins and outs of this matter at all, so what could he answer? He was not familiar with disaster relief, and the People's Liberation Army did the work. Killing people and setting fires to create victims is Wu Shigong's forte. So, Wu Shigong bent down and said, "Master Hou, there is no good way for my son-in-law to do this. ”

After listening to Wu Shigong's answer, Xue Lian did not have any disappointed expression on his face. It is estimated that he did not have any hope that Wu Shigong would come up with a way. He waved his hand and let Wu Shigong leave. Then he said to his three staff: "Wait a while, the three gentlemen will accompany Ben Hou to see the situation, and the most important thing is to suppress the turmoil of the victims......

Wu Shigong left the study and walked away, not caring about what his father-in-law was saying. When I walked halfway down, I suddenly remembered: Why didn't I ask my father-in-law about what position I had obtained when I was leaving? It's good to prepare yourself mentally. But now it's not good to go back and ask. Forget it, you'll always know.

At noon, Xue Lian went out to run errands, and only his mother-in-law, Mrs. Zhang, had dinner with their young couple. Mrs. Zhang was very kind and kept saying some words of concern to Wu Shigong. This made Wu Shigong feel a little warm in his heart. In two lives, Wu Shigong has never enjoyed the care of his family, and he has not even made a show. At this time, Wu Shigong's heart also secretly planted the seeds of caring for his family and taking care of his family.

Wu Shigong also sighed: When he was in the Wu family, Wu Shigong could only have a meal with the whole family on special days such as ancestor worship and the Spring Festival, but when he arrived at the Xue family, he naturally went to the main table, and the whole family was able to eat together. So, with the identity of this son-in-law, has his status been lowered or raised?

At the dinner table, Mrs. Zhang, her mother-in-law, still complained about Xue Lian all the time: "The first time I had dinner with my daughter and son-in-law, I had to go out to do errands, and the Hou Ye was too indiscriminate in doing things." ”

Because Wu Shigong, who learned that he was going to get a position, was in a very happy mood, and slapped his ass on the back: "Madam, Lord Hou was reused by the imperial court because of his outstanding ability, and not to mention the matter of helping the victims, it is also immeasurably meritorious and beneficial to his descendants." ”

Everyone loves to listen to sweet words. Mrs. Zhang and Xue Yufei both laughed. Especially when she heard the phrase "blessing and descendants", Mrs. Zhang also looked at Xue Yufei's stomach with a smile. Feeling her mother's eyes, Xue Yufei's little face turned red. Seeing the small actions of the mother and daughter, Wu Shigong sighed in his heart: "Please! Not so fast, okay? ”