Xue Mengzhuo had the idea that he could get the prince drunk, so he changed his method to persuade him to drink. The genius remembers the first drunkenness in a second, the first is to get closer, and the second is to seize the time to make up for the work and appease the victims. He didn't expect the prince to drink so shallowly, and after drinking less than one-tenth of him, he actually left the table drunk.

At this time, everyone was sitting in danger, listening to Xue Mengzhuo's report. Xiao Junzhi's head was still a little painful, and after listening to it for a while, he bent his fingers and knocked on the table, interrupting Xue Mengzhuo's long story.

After listening to this for a long time, Xue Mengzhuo talked about Wangbu's repair of Jiangyan last year, and when he talked about how to relieve the disaster, it was estimated that it would be tomorrow.

"The list focuses on how to provide disaster relief."

Seeing the prince speak, Xue Mengzhuo hurriedly flipped through a few pages, cleared his throat and began to talk about how he rescued the disaster under the leadership of Prince Linjiang as soon as possible after the embankment was broken, and distributed more than 20,000 catties of food to the victims in three days, and so on.

Xiao Junzhi sighed, "Master Jing, you come on." ”

Jingguang listened to the prince's name, so he had to speak, and he didn't even read the report handed over by Xue Mengzhuo.

"Tell the prince that the minister will make a brief report on the disaster relief work in the near future. After arriving in Jingzhou, the minister immediately went to the scene to investigate the disaster and formulated a disaster relief plan according to the disaster situation. The specific work is as follows: First, the basic information of the people affected by the disaster, the number of acres of houses and acres affected by the disaster, etc., will be listed and bound into a book after verification by the Jingzhou government to serve as a base for disaster relief," he said, handing the register to the prince.

Xiao Junzhi looked through it carefully, Jingguang continued, "Second, the Jingzhou Mansion opened a warehouse to release grain and porridge to relieve the victims, so that there is no hunger on the road and the small people survive, so far, a total of more than 44,300 catties of grain have been released. ”

Xiao Junzhi nodded and said, "Very good." ”

In addition to the designated soup soup in Jingzhou Prefecture, other wealthy businessmen also gave soup and rice to the affected people, and the number has not yet been counted. Third, we will organize the dredging of rivers and the construction of other cities for the victims of the disaster, and provide relief through work. On the one hand, it will solve the problems of the victims, and on the other hand, it will stabilize order and strengthen public security control. At present, the water flow along the Dingjiang River has been smooth, and there will be no secondary floods in the short term. ”

"Fourth, recruit 8,362 reserve soldiers of the disaster victims to General Nie Lingping's troops, first, to solve the problem of food shortage in Jingzhou, and second, to solve the problem of insufficient troops of General Nie."

Hearing that there was a shortage of grain, Xiao Junzhi asked, "How much grain is still in Jingzhou?" ”

This problem is fatal, and it is also a problem that Jingguang has been worried about recently.

Jingzhou's official grain stock only has more than 30,000 catties left, and he wrote a letter to the capital asking for help, but the capital only sent the prince down, and it seems that there is no hope of asking for grain from the capital.

How did he not know that the capital was now short of food? Fighting a war is to fight money and logistics, and the capital is also in a difficult situation, because it is really impossible to allocate grain to Jingzhou, disaster relief is a bottomless pit, and such a catastrophe cannot be filled with much grain.

After a while, Jingguang said, "There are less than 30,000 catties left......

Xiao Junzhi frowned, among the hundreds of thousands of victims, there are only more than 20,000 catties of grain left in Jingzhou?

He had no concept of 20,000 catties of grain, but after a little calculation in his heart, he found that the situation was worrying, according to the calculation of 100,000 victims in the register, 30,000 catties were averaged to each person, and one person could only get three catties of grain!

The reality is that Jingzhou's grain storage will last less than a week.

Xiao Junzhi pursed his thin lips tightly, and for a long time, he asked, "Why don't you ask the capital for food?" ”

Xue Mengzhuo said with a sad face, "I have already written a letter to the past. Jingzhou does not produce grain, and a while ago it was a time ago to levy military grain, this Dingjiangyan burst the embankment, and the grain to be harvested after the autumn was washed away, hey! What's even more infuriating is that General Nie passed by Jingzhou a while ago, obviously there is no shortage of food, and Jingzhou needs to provide 50,000 catties, God is pitiful, if you want to give him 50,000 catties, we 100,000 people should sit and wait for death! Fortunately, Director Jing went around and gave him 10,000 catties of grain, which is enough for three days of porridge......"

Listening to Xue Mengzhuo's complaining and angry words, Xiao Junzhi understood the general situation.

No wonder my father wanted to come to Jingzhou by himself.

After a long silence, Xiao Jun said, "You continued." ”

Jingguang continued, "Due to the heavy rain and cold for several days, we are preparing to distribute cotton clothes to the victims. ”

Xiao Junzhi looked out the window, it was pouring rain, and it was still cold to sit in the house in his jacket, not to mention those homeless victims, thinking of this, he immediately said, "Go to the resettlement site and distribute the cotton clothes immediately." ”

Hearing that they went to the resettlement site, everyone present had different faces, the corners of Jingguang's mouth were sarcastic, Wu Qingliu couldn't hide his schadenfreude, Bu Qing's face was sad, Xue Mengzhuo was frightened, but just for a moment, everyone continued to be expressionless.

Xiao Junzhi accurately captured everyone's different expressions, and he couldn't help asking, "What?" ”

Jingguang coughed and pointed at Xue Mengzhuo, "The work of resettlement of the victims was done by Xue Fuyin, please ask Lord Xue to report to His Highness." ”

Xue Mengzhuo couldn't help but scold, this guy is really shameless, he called him a brother last night, and said that he would share the weal and woe together, and as soon as the prince asked, he pushed himself. Turning your face is faster than turning a book!

Xue Mengzhuo hesitated for a long time and said, "It's raining heavily outside, Your Highness doesn't have to go to the resettlement site in person, if it is infected with wind and cold, I can't afford to wait." Let's do something as small as a cotton coat. ”

Xiao Junzhi saw him prevaricating and knew that there was a problem, so he immediately got up and said, "Baili, prepare the car, go to the resettlement point." ”

At this time, not only Xue Mengzhuo panicked, Jingguang and others were also a little panicked, the disaster was Xue Mengzhuo's breakthrough, but they couldn't get out of it, although they have been appeased in recent days, but with little effect, the prince went, seeing the people's resentment boiling, he must be furious.

What to do, what to do!

When everyone was stunned, Xiao Junzhi had already rushed into the heavy rain with a cold face.

When he arrived at the resettlement point, Xiao Jun couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What a terrible human phenomenon that is!

Rows of soldiers stood straight and motionless at the gates, their knives clenched tightly in their hands, letting the rain trickle down their jaws into their armor.

The boundless open space stretched to the edge of the Dingjiang River, and the ground was densely packed with victims, with yellow and thin faces, ragged clothes, and a look of despair in resignation. The simple shed was crowded with old and weak women and children, and the child in the woman's arms was pale and dying, and it seemed that he would not live for a few days. There are only a few hundred improvised sheds, and six or seven out of ten of the victims are sitting directly in the muddy water, tightly wrapped in soaked clothes.

Not far away, there are also men in the prime of life, some carrying wood, some digging pits, they are braving the rain to build a disaster shelter.

Xiao Junzhi's face turned pale, "This is your resettlement site?" Why don't you let them go into the city to take shelter from the rain? ”

Seeing that the prince was angry, Xue Mengzhuo shuddered for a moment, and said with a sad face, "The reason for moving the victims outside the city is because there is an epidemic spreading now, and I am afraid that the prince will ...... after the illness."

What a reason for this! Xiao Jun didn't wait for Xue Mengzhuo to finish speaking, and interrupted him rudely, "You guys simply have no conscience. Spread the will of the orphan and lead the victims into the city! Cotton clothes are distributed immediately! ”

As soon as the news of entering the city was sent, the victims rushed into the city, and the soldiers could stop them.

Xiao Junzhi was about to ask Jingguang, but Baili Mu hurriedly ran over, "Your Highness, news just came that the war in Yunling Pass is tight, and General Xie wants 30,000 catties of grain." ”

。