CHAPTER XXXII
"Ahh
Zhu Jingming, who was far away in Yunchuan, suddenly sneezed, he looked up at the sky and felt the precursor of the coming storm.
In the past few days, I have been in a hurry, and I arrived in Yunchuan yesterday, a few days faster than expected. The people who practiced martial arts were okay, but they took pity on a few literati appointed by the imperial court, especially Wei Meiyi, who couldn't bear it at all, so Zhu Jingming immediately ordered to leave in two batches.
Based on their itinerary, it is estimated that it will take three to five days to arrive. But it doesn't matter, Zhu Jingming acts, no matter how big or small the official position is, as long as someone does the work.
Several towns in Yunchuan province are located in the lower reaches of the Jinshui River, and it rained incessantly for the previous month, when the dam burst and the villagers downstream were flooded.
According to a report by the Yunchuan prefect, a total of five towns were affected by the disaster, some of which were only destroyed by rice fields, some of which were more than 50 villagers who drowned in serious cases, and four or five villages were completely washed away, and all the villagers became refugees.
As soon as Zhu Jingming arrived in Yunchuan, the first thing he did was to take in these refugees.
Originally, there were too many refugees, and only Sui'an County and Banli County opened the city gate to accommodate these refugees, but there were many monks and few porridges, and the refugees were hungry again, and there were many chaotic phenomena such as smashing and fighting, which made the city a mess.
Shen Mo proposed that those young refugees should build villages outside the city by themselves, and the imperial court would pay for their work, so that those refugees would not have to do anything again.
Zhu Jingming accepted his proposal, and in the past two days, he asked the two of them to deal with these matters separately with these two county orders.
At this moment, the prefect of Yunchuan was trembling and kneeling in front of Zhu Jingming, he had been kneeling for a pillar of incense, Zhu Jingming didn't tell him to get up, he didn't even dare to raise his head.
"Lone came in from outside the city yesterday, some villages and towns are in a mess, and I saw those suffering villagers trapped outside the city, starving to death, freezing to death, as the prefect, why don't you think of some countermeasures to deal with these refugees?"
The prefect of Yunchuan was aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, so he hurriedly replied: "Back to Your Highness, there are too many refugees, and there is no extra room in the city to accommodate them." Originally, Weichen wanted to let the families in the town who were not affected by the disaster help one by one, but few families were willing to ...... The minister can't, that's ......"
If you don't dispose of it, you don't dispose of it, Zhu Jingming ignored his quibbles, and asked: "Then before I wait, why didn't you open a warehouse and release grain?" ”
"Back to His Royal Highness, I have also opened a warehouse to cook porridge a few times, but there are too many people to receive porridge, and some townspeople are really cunning, and those who are dressed in tatters also come to receive porridge, but in the end, the villagers who were affected by the disaster could not receive it. Later, the minister ordered people to go outside the city to distribute rice, but he had no choice but to open his mouth too much, and the rice in the house was about to bottom out. ”
This Yunchuan prefect is about fifty years old, but his hair is gray, and listening to him Zhu Jingming almost knows what he is like.
He wanted to do something practical, but he didn't have enough courage, and he made a mess now.
Zhu Jingming ordered someone to help him up, which was considered to be a temporary letting him go.
"In the next two days, you should go and count the number of refugees, don't cheat, report it as soon as possible."
"Wechen obeys."
The prefect of Yunchuan was about to leave, when Zhu Jingming stopped him again, "Wait, is there a chaotic scene in the porridge shed opened today?" ”
"Never."
Zhu Jingming waved his hand to show that he understood, and said, "Go ahead." ”
When the people went, Zhu Jingming sat down at his desk and began to read the disaster relief plan written by Shen Mo and Cai Yankun.
He had already adopted Shen Yankun's proposal, as for Cai Yankun's ...... Zhu Jingming is still watching.
He said that after the flood, there will be a big epidemic, and it is very important to deal with the refugees, not only to solve the problem of food and clothing, but also to solve the problem of medical treatment.
Refugees are homeless and in a mess, and no doctor is willing to go to see a doctor when they are sick, and if they do not do a good job, it is very easy to develop an epidemic.
He once obtained a manuscript in the hands of a traveling monk, in which he wrote in detail the methods of curing chaos, water, and epidemics, and attached a prescription for diwen san.
Zhu Jingming couldn't understand the prescription, he pondered for a moment, and then summoned a number of doctors in the city.
"How?" He asked.
Several old men are all well-known doctors in the city, and the prince of Qin did not dare to ignore it, so after carefully reading the prescription and discussing it, the oldest one with the most qualifications replied.
The old man replied respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, this prescription says that Atractylodes, Banxia, licorice and other medicines are indeed medicinal materials for typhoid fever. ”
"Oh? If you let people boil a lot of people to prevent the epidemic, do you think it is feasible? ”
The old man groaned slightly, "It should be feasible to return to Your Highness." ”
Knowing that there was no problem with the prescription, Zhu Jingming immediately made a decision, "Okay, then tomorrow Er and the others will enter the yamen to assist in this matter, and this matter must be completed." You must know that the affairs of the people are no small matter, and remember not to cut corners and play tricks, if something goes wrong, none of them will be able to leave. ”
Several doctors looked at each other and replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness." ”
As a superior, Zhu Jingming naturally does not need to do many things himself, as long as he gives orders, someone will naturally do it, and most people will do their best.
What he has to do is to coordinate the overall situation and arrange things well, if he has no idea, seeing the chaotic and tragic scene outside the city, he will have no master long ago. Although the situation of the victims outside the city is indeed serious and pitiful, he is used to seeing life and death, and it has not reached the point where he can't eat or sleep.
Now is the time to employ people, but it is not the time to settle accounts, wait for things, the promotion of the promotion, the depreciation of the depreciation, he knows in his heart.
After being a little free, Zhu Jingming took a hot bath.
He dismissed the maid sent by the prefect's wife to serve him, and sat alone on the surface of the bathtub to scrub.
The heat was permeated, Zhu Jingming's face couldn't distinguish between joy and anger, he held a jade pendant and played with it in the palm of his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
When he was changing his clothes, this pendant fell out of his clothes, and it was the one that Cui Yuzhu gave him.
The personal object she was wearing was now in his hand, which felt a little strange, but she was reluctant to throw it away.
Zhu Jingming's mind came to the image of her leaning on his shoulder weakly and helplessly, with tears and a slight panting, which could not be described as moving.
And later, because he hid in a rockery, he didn't think much about it at that time, but he was simply afraid that she would be caught by the stones behind her, so he stopped her waist. It's a pity that she doesn't seem to appreciate it very much, and those two hands are softly propped up on his chest, secretly struggling.