The first wind and rain drifted away

"Please play!"

In the face of Bi Ziyan, a veteran of the Three Dynasties and a senior minister loyal to state affairs, even if he interrupted Yaxing, Emperor Chongzhen still gave him enough respect.

"Your Majesty, there is a lot of water on both sides of the Jianghuai River, and the summer rain has made the people on both sides of the river miserable.

Now the victims of the disaster are migrating in all directions, swarming to Nanzhili, and the plague is spreading.

The sediment on both sides of the river is getting heavier and heavier, and the city of Anqing is a mess, and the people are not home. ”

Bi Ziyan's eyebrows and beards were as white as ice and snow, and the head on the black gauze hat shook with his movements.

Anqing is located in the southwest of Anhui Province, on the north bank of the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, where the Anhui River estuary.

It is bordered by Hubei in the west, Jiangxi in the south, the main peak of Dabie Mountain in the northwest, and the remaining veins of the Yellow Mountain in the southeast.

When the flood season arrived in July, the section of the Anhui River suddenly burst, the flood was monstrous, the water potential spread everywhere, and directly threatened Anqing City.

"Zhang Aiqing ......"

Emperor Chongzhen's eyes were slightly raised, and his tone was friendly and supple, as if he was in a very good mood, but he was bitter in his heart.

Uncle Cao, this is a hundred thousand urgent things?

The imperial court has its own regulations for disaster relief, and the performance is sent to the cabinet, and Wen Tiren will naturally report it to me, as for such grandstanding?

If you don't announce anything, you can't kneel for a long time.

These courtiers are all making a fuss in the name of righteousness.

Do you think I'm very idle?

Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, bowed down and knelt on the ground in a hurry, and responded respectfully: "The minister is here." ”

"Humph!

Didn't Lord Zhang say that the disaster was under control, so that I don't have to worry?

Now he braved the pouring rain and rushed to see me with a twist and turn to give me a reasonable explanation, what the hell is going on? ”

With a hint of hidden flame in his cold voice, Emperor Chongzhen angrily threw away the yellow fold in his hand.

The anger in his heart was not good for Bi Ziyan, an old minister of the Three Dynasties, but for Zhang Fengxiang, a boneless man who surrendered to Jiannu in the future, Emperor Chongzhen took the opportunity to be angry and expressed dissatisfaction.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and several old ministers sat with their heads down, but they were terrified to hear.

Looking at Zhang Fengxiang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry who was slightly hanging his head in front of them and was emaciated, he held his breath and didn't dare to speak.

Only the dense raindrops outside the carved window lattice kept beating on the dripping eaves, a sound, a wisp, endlessly.

Listening to the human ear, it just adds a wisp of inexplicable trouble.

"Back to the emperor, there is a shortage of silver in the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Household has not allocated the remaining silver taels for a long time, and the ministers have nothing to do. Now there is only the emperor of Qiyu, looking at the holy judge. ”

The corner of Zhang Fengxiang's eyes swept over Emperor Chongzhen very quickly, and then he hung down quietly.

"Bi Aiqing! Why don't you dial the silver taels? ”

Emperor Chongzhen's voice resounded through the silent hall, without sorrow or joy.

Bi Ziyan wanted to kneel down to answer, but was stopped by Emperor Chongzhen waving his hand, and Zhang Fengxiang, who was kneeling on the ground next to him, was very sour in his heart.

Your Majesty, this is a different treatment!

Bi Ziyan's old eyes secretly observed the king's expression, considered the words, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the old minister has allocated 150,000 taels of silver for disaster relief.

Now that the treasury is empty, the autumn grain has not yet arrived, and there is no surplus grain to control the military salaries at the border gates, and the other 100,000 taels of the treasury really have no choice.

The northern Jiannu was eyeing the tiger and had to guard against it.

The old minister asked the emperor to allocate internal funds for the country's use, but he repeatedly wrote to the cabinet, but to no avail.

The old ministers had no choice but to face the monarch and ask the emperor to decide. ”

The hood on the black gauze hat slid through the dreary air, leaving a black trail that lined his snow-white sideburns, making them even paler.

After listening to the words of self-discipline, Emperor Chongzhen finally understood the purpose of their coming.

It turned out that I wanted to share the spoils!

Recently, the factory guards raided several ministers, and collected shop security fees in the capital, and they looked at it in their eyes, and their eyes were red!

Emperor Chongzhen finally understood why the previous ones were fooled and succeeded, because they were very clever in the time and opportunities they found.

There's always a reason why you have to say yes.

Their purpose is noble, selfless, and they are all for the sake of the court.

What about the real thing?

How many people want to do this, I'm afraid only God knows.

"Bi Aiqing, the dynasty is unable to make ends meet, and now the treasury is basically exhausted, and there are only a large number of calligraphy and painting antiques, and I am also very troubled.

Can you find a way to monetize them and use them for state affairs?

I've heard that the ministers of the DPRK and China like these very much. ”

Emperor Chongzhen looked helpless and said earnestly to Bi Ziyan.

If you want money to go to the treasury, it's impossible.

He believed that Bi Ziyan was loyal to state affairs, but what about the others?

If you still trust the courtier's morality like the deity, the Jiangshan Sheji left by this ancestor will have to change its name and surname.

And I'm afraid that I will also hang the crooked neck tree.

Therefore, even if he saw the tragic appearance of Bi Ziyan's dedication to the country, he only had a heart as strong as iron.

Money can only be used to the greatest extent if it is distributed and used by oneself.

Bi Ziyan's old body wrapped in the vermilion official robe embroidered with the peacock pattern was shocked, and he hesitated for a long time before Langlang spoke:

"Your Majesty, how can you raise 100,000 pieces of silver in a hurry?

If the flood problem is not dealt with immediately, it may cause public anger and riots.

The torrential rain for several days has not stopped, but the only way to do this is to destroy the embankment and discharge the flood water to make the river water fall back.

It's hard to build an embankment, and it's even harder to destroy an embankment!

Once the embankment is destroyed, it means that the nearly 300-mile plain on both sides of the Jianghuai River will be completely submerged, and tens of thousands of people will suffer a catastrophe, the crops will be destroyed, and their homes will no longer be there.

Originally, the Anhui River flooded in the autumn, and there were no less than 40 embankments, flooding 10,000 hectares of fertile land in 15 counties in three prefectures, displacing tens of thousands of victims, and even epidemics gradually arose.

The tragic scene of mourning all over the wilderness, the old minister shuddered when he thought about it. ”

"Who escorted this disaster relief officer's silver?"

The voice of the king is as clear as the bell of an ancient temple in the mountains and wilderness, elegant and calm.

The thin lips curved out of an elegant arc, and that suffocating smile had a different kind of thrill.

"Back to the emperor, it is Li Yi'an, the imperial historian of Jiangnan."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded, as if thinking about something.

The official position of the inspector is not big, and the rank of seven-rank official is very large.

On behalf of the Son of Heaven, he patrolled the hunting, and inspected the ministers and county officials of Fuzhou and counties, and impeached them in particular, and decided on major matters and small matters.

Li Yi'an, I haven't heard of it, and I don't know how?

However, Emperor Chongzhen knew that disaster relief has always been the only magic weapon for officials to be promoted and make a fortune.

In the event of a natural disaster, the officials reacted very quickly, how many houses were washed away, how much land was flooded, and how many silver taels were lost in the first half of the night...... The data came out in the second half of the night.

But as for man-made disasters, the spread of the plague, and the number of casualties...... The processing method is completely different, if you can hide it, you can hide it, but if you can't hide it, you will squeak, and you can't get the exact data for a long time.

In the event of a disaster, as long as the officials in charge go to the scene to deal with the aftermath, it is generally not a dereliction of duty.

And the more severe the disaster, the more relief is often received.

Generally speaking, judging by the severity of the disaster, the so-called "turning a major incident into a small one and a small one into a small matter" has become an unspoken rule for some officials to "turn evil into good fortune."

Emperor Chongzhen slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he already understood eight or nine points in his heart.

After a while, the light in his eyes flashed, and a complicated and incomprehensible smile floated, "Okay, all Aiqing, I'm tired, let's go home, I have my own opinions." ”

The ministers looked at each other in disbelief.

"Wait for the resignation!"

Zhang Fengxiang hesitated for a long time before he slowly got up and straightened up, his legs under the dark vermilion palace robe were already numb from kneeling for a long time.

The moment he raised his head cautiously, he saw that the emperor's dark eyes were without waves, looking at him in a dead silence.

I felt like a prey targeted by a bird of prey, and my heart couldn't help but tremble.

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