The interrogation can't be rushed, Jiang Banxia took He Qiaoyi's words in a kind way, and she said, "Since you have already woken up, I will change you to keep vigil in the second half of the night." ”

"Huh?" Now it's He Qiao's turn to be stunned, is he lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot?

What the?

When the bride, who was originally worried about He Qiaoyi, heard that she was going to be in the same room with He Qiaoyi, she was so shocked that she was afraid that He Qiaoyi would do something to her.

"What are you afraid of, you and I don't eat people." He Qiao leaned up and sat on the ground, glanced at the bride hiding in the corner, and whispered, "Bad luck." ”

I don't know if it's because the bride is bad or if he is disturbed by his sleep.

I know the night rain through the window, and the banana has a sound first.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River came urgently, the first half of the night was still cloudless, picking the stars and seeing the moon, and waiting until the second half of the night the rain sounded into a curtain, washing the eaves and alleys.

At this time, the weaving yamen in Hangzhou is hung high, the figures are like weaving, and the maidservants wrapped in silk and satin drag the tea tray between the halls.

The main hall of the weaving yamen was crowded with people, the high-ranking officials sat in the front, and the low-ranking officials stood in the back, the figures were longing, and the whispers of conversation were endless.

"Pick the highlights." At this time, a round-faced man commanded.

The wick that was provoked crackled and burst in the air, and the light became brighter, and the face of the round-faced man illuminated was clearer, and his face was white and beardless, this was a eunuch's face.

He sat in the second position of the lower right hand of the main seat, with a teacup with the lid lifted on his hand.

"Princess, the people are almost together." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a full beard, and he sat opposite the father-in-law surnamed Wang, looking slightly sleepy.

It is obviously extremely important to allow so many officials to gather together in the rain at such a late hour.

The father-in-law surnamed Wang took a sip of hot tea and said expressionlessly, "Wait, Lord Zheng hasn't arrived yet." ”

The justice of this surnamed Wang is Hangzhou Weaving King Zhan'er, and the Weaving Bureau is his place, obviously he has the final say.

The middle-aged man with a beard on his face was angry for no reason, but for the sake of face, he had to sit back in his seat.

The sound of rain outside the window is getting louder and louder, and I can hear the big and small officials under the hall of the Weaving Bureau who have no reason to start the hair, the flood has not passed, and now the rain is starting to fall again, how can this be done!

"Princess, let's start now." The middle-aged man with a beard on his face stood up irritably, "Wait, I'm afraid it's too late!" ”

What's too late? The officials below pricked up their ears to listen, so that Hu Lingtang, the political envoy of the clan and the yamen, could say that it was too late, how big must this matter be?

"People should come or will come." Wang Zhan'er said unhurriedly, "Besides, it's just a messenger who fills the gap, regardless of civil affairs, why are you in a hurry now." ”

He said this to Hu Lingtang, but Hu Lingtang was anxious, and he hurriedly said without making it clear: "The imperial court asked us to provide disaster relief, and the appropriation was allocated from the household department, and it has been more than a month, where have we gotten the money!" The cabinet reprimanded us every day! All the good things are for them to be touched, and the people below us should take the blame? Now that some people have died in several counties, they will send people to investigate the case! ”

"It's a common thing for people to die in disaster years, so much of a fight, I think it's someone in the court who is working against the court!" Hu Lingtang's words were almost shouted.

"Now that the prince and all my colleagues are here, everyone has said a few words, what should I do about this?" Hu Lingtang set his eyes on Wang Zhan'er.

It's a pity that Wang Zhan'er didn't look at him at all with his eyes closed.

Disaster relief, dead people are a common thing, officials have to talk about political achievements, Hangzhou is such a rich place in this flood actually killed a few counties!

Such a tragic situation is unheard of and unseen!

Taxation keeps the country running, and as an individual who pays taxes, everyone is a valuable asset.

The court can turn a blind eye to other things, but when it comes to the affairs of the family and the country, they must not close their eyes.

"The troublemakers have been arrested during the day, and they are all locked up in the yamen prison." The commander of the capital, Xiao Changming, said viciously with a black face: "Diao Min is Diao Min!" Arrogant and unreasonable! ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Hangzhou weaving Wang Zhan'er, but Wang Zhan'er still closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to talk.

"Princess, you are a person in the palace, has the ancestor of the celebrant sent any news?" Hu Lingtang couldn't help but say.

Wang Zhan'er slowly opened his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "The celebrant has already changed the sky, and now Li Sanshun is in charge, and the news in the palace is not very clear to our family, but——"

He changed his words: "The imperial court did send someone to Jiangnan at the beginning of the month to investigate, who this person is, and we don't know what the secret investigation is, if it is placed in the past, it may be less troublesome." ”

This is skillful, first named his attitude, not that he doesn't want to help, but the sky has changed, he has the heart but not enough.

Hu Lingtang sighed and slumped back to his seat, he was the political envoy of the Yamen of the Domain, in charge of the civil affairs of a province, not to mention anything else, the victims who were killed and injured in this year's floods alone were enough to make his political achievements very ugly.

What's even more ugly is that after the floods, the fertile fields washed away and the homeless people have no food for disaster relief! A large number of people will die this autumn and winter!

Everyone froze in place, Jiangnan was originally a land for taxing and producing grain, and now after the flood, the subsequent chain reaction is enough to make the imperial court more difficult.

"What about the food?" Hu Lingtang spread his hands and raised his voice in vain, "It's not good!" It's not enough to take off our black gauze hats! ”

"If you want to pick it, you will pick it up first!" An old and tired voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

The official leaning against the door hurriedly opened the door, and saw that Zheng Yanggu, the governor of Zhejiang, was wearing an oil coat, and the rain was dripping down his cheeks in the ravines, and soon there was a puddle of water stains on the ground.

"Why don't you invite Master Zheng in." Wang Zhan'er pointed to the little eunuch waiting behind him to help Zheng Yanggu undress and wipe the water.

Zheng Yanggu waved his hand, he untied his oil coat and walked quickly to the main seat.

"Everyone!" Zheng Yanggu didn't sit down, he stood in front of the main seat and said with a sad look in his eyes, "I can't wait any longer!" ”

"The day after tomorrow at the latest, you must borrow food!" The sound almost came out of his throat.

Emptied the grain in the treasury, and even boiled the disaster relief porridge for nearly a month, I thought I could hold on to the imperial court to allocate grain, but I didn't expect to wait for anything!

Now that the rain is non-stop, the disaster will only get worse!

"Where can I get food?" Hu Lingtang, the political envoy, said with a wry smile: "All provinces have sent people to borrow it, and they all say that there is no food in the disaster year, and now people are starving to death, and the imperial court will send people to investigate." ”

"We people are roasted on the fire on both sides, and the people just scold us, and we have to lose our heads if we suffer for the court! What a thing! ”

There is not enough food for disaster relief, people are dead, people are panicked among the victims, and some lawbreakers take the opportunity to make trouble, if this matter cannot be controlled, Jiangnan is bound to be in chaos.

But what can they do! There is no money or food from above, and they are in despair.

"I'm afraid of going out against the people." Zheng Yanggu sighed.

"Otherwise." At this time, the commander of the Yamen opened his mouth: "Tomorrow, I will send troops to drive away all the people who fled from the city. ”

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