Shi Yiqing wanted to speak again and again, and finally under Wen Yiheng's persuasion, he was finally willing to tell the reason: "All the excerpts reported by the drought were refuted by the prince." ”

Su Jiudong was very puzzled by this: "The excerpt about the drought in the state capital is very important, and it should be reported directly to the saint, Yun Mulin secretly refuted the excerpt and did not report it, what kind of thoughts are there?" ”

Wen Yiheng thought for a while before he said in a deep voice: "Maybe Yun Mulin has something to do with this drought, or it has something to do with it, so I don't want the saint to know about the drought." ”

Wen Yiheng subconsciously pondered in his mind whether Yun Mulin had arranged someone with hands or eyeliner in Guannei Dao, otherwise it would be of no benefit to him if the disaster broke out.

Su Jiudong did not agree with Yun Mulin's behavior of suppressing the twists and turns: "As the saying goes, there is a line of waterlogging and a large area of drought. The drought is related to all aspects, even if Yun Mulin rejects the report and does not want to report it to the saint, the situation will only become more serious when the disaster breaks out in the future. ”

Shi Yiqing's face was sad: "Now the drought in the west of the city can be regarded as a moderate drought, which is much more serious than the drought without rain and snow... In the future, it may also affect the crop yield or even the harvest will not be lost, and if it eventually leads to famine, it will be too late to make amends. ”

Therefore, Xia Guancai kept sending letters to the capital, but there was no news of him like a stone sinking into the sea. As for Weichen knowing that the prince secretly intercepted the folding, he was told by a friend in Beijing. It was precisely because of the constant rejection that Xia Guan transcribed more than a dozen copies as a backup. ”

Su Jiudong took the transcription of many copies in Shi Yiqing's hand, roughly skimmed through the contents, and was even more puzzled: "If the drought is sent to the capital, it will definitely be inspected by officials at all levels." The prince pressed and refused to let him go, didn't the other officials dare to play the saint? ”

Shi Yiqing looked at Wen Yiheng, and his voice was suddenly hoarse: "Now Wen Xiang, who can balance the prince's power in the court, is far away in the northern Xinjiang, and the officials in the court are smaller than the prince's. The prince pressed and refused to let his hair, who would dare to touch this moldy head to provoke the prince to anger..."

Su Jiudong asked, "Didn't you just say that you have a friend who is an official in the capital?" Why don't you ask him to play for you? ”

Speaking of this, Shi Yiqing couldn't help but sigh deeply, like a deflated balloon, only breathlessly said:

"My friend's Jingguan is not enough to look at it in front of the prince, let alone hand the fold directly to the saint. Even if he can play directly, he is afraid that he will succumb to the prince's obscenity and dare not squeak. ”

In this regard, Su Jiudong could only shrug his shoulders helplessly: "It's also... After all, it is not easy to go from a local official to a Beijing official, and no one is willing to wear an official uniform and hat. If you want to blame Yun Mulin, you can blame Yun Mulin, who put the lives of the border people at risk for his own selfishness! ”

"This matter was suppressed by Yun Mulin and could not be reported, and it will always break out in the future. When the drought can't be concealed, the imperial court will naturally take action. Wen Yiheng had already known Yun Mulin's temperament, and it was no surprise that he had been so disregarded by the people.

Wen Yiheng asked Shi Yiqing: "Now that the saint has not known about the drought situation, and the disaster relief funds cannot be distributed smoothly, how have the officials in the city dealt with the disaster situation in these days?" ”

Shi Yiqing sat up straight and reported to Wen Yiheng word by word: "The lower officials have ordered the government to open warehouses and release grain, and distribute relief items such as cloth and salt to the people to solve the urgent needs of the victims. ”

"But now the grain in the warehouse can only barely support it, and if the DPRK and China do not provide disaster relief, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the victims to support it."

Wen Yiheng suggested: "If the disaster relief money is not in place for a long time, you can go to the city to find rich people to ask for donations." Although the western surrender city belongs to the Guannai Road, it is not bad for silver as a key point of north-south transportation. ”

Su Jiudong added: "There are also officials in the state capital, and they can also be called on to donate. As the parents of the people, they certainly cannot stay out of the matter and remain indifferent. ”

Shi Yiqing let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Not to mention the officials in the state capital, no one responded to the government's call for donations, and it is even more difficult to find those rich people to ask for donations..."

"Most of the richest families in the Western Surrender City are the Rongdi nobles who previously surrendered to my Dayin Dynasty. They have a special status, and we officials don't want to have too much contact with them. ”

As soon as Wen Yiheng heard the word "Rong Di", he couldn't help but glance at Shi Yiqing: "Why?" Could it be that those Rongdi people still have the heart to rebel and cause chaos in the city after they surrendered? ”

Shi Yiqing stood up and said seriously: "It's not that serious. Although they did not make trouble, they refused to cooperate with the work of the government. ”

"Why don't you cooperate? You elaborate. Wen Yiheng asked Shi Yiqing to sit down again and pushed the teacup to Shi Yiqing's hand.

Shi Yiqing didn't dare to touch the cup of tea, and only stated dryly: "Earlier, the south of the city was damaged by the water of the Wujia River for a long time, and the former envoy asked for donations from the wealthy nobles of Rongdi who surrendered, but they refused. ”

"Later, the southwest city was once again eroded by the Yellow River and collapsed, and they found all kinds of reasons to dodge the government's donations, which is really more than an iron rooster."

In the end, Shi Yiqing's tone couldn't help but bring a little anger and resentment.

"Since they surrendered to our Da Yin Dynasty, they have taken advantage of the important military position of our western surrendered city to collect arms and money, but when they encounter difficulties and disasters in the city, they want to avoid asking for donations. It is more difficult to get them to dig out the silver than to ascend to the sky. ”

"It just doesn't make sense!" Su Jiudong couldn't help but shoot the case, but he still restrained his emotions and didn't directly lift the table in front of Shi Yiqing.

Although he can't do anything at the moment, Su Jiudong is still a little indignant: "These surrendered aliens occupy the territory of my Great Yin Dynasty and rely on border wars to make money, but they just want to enjoy the peaceful and prosperous world and ignore the disasters in the city, how can there be such a cheap deal in the world..."3800

Wen Yiheng's eyes were cold, and his tone was cold: "If it is said that they did not take the initiative to make trouble in the peaceful and prosperous times, they are still acquaintances." But in the face of such a great drought, I still want to be an iron rooster that is unstoppable, but I don't allow it..."

Su Jiudong also reminded: "Don't forget that there are also officials from the state capital!" As an official of the people's parents, he actually did not pull out a dime, and with this kind of inaction, the dismissal and dismissal were light. ”

Hearing Wen Yiheng's words, Shi Yiqing understood that Wen Yiheng stayed in Xishou City this time, and it was estimated that he was sincerely trying to take care of the drought in the city.

The big stone in his heart sank to the bottom, and only then did Shi Yiqing finally drink the tea that Wen Yiheng had pushed over to moisten his throat.

After bidding farewell to Shi Yiqing, Wen Yiheng sat alone in the courtyard, turning over the information on the drought sent by Shi Yiqing in his hand.

Su Jiudong came to Wen Yiheng with the boiled medicinal food and routinely supervised the plan to drink the medicine every day, but after several urgings, Wen Yiheng ignored her voice and only devoted himself to reading the information.

Su Jiudong simply came to Wen Yiheng with a medicine bowl, like a bitter old mother, and urged in person:

"Don't rush to deal with the drought at this time, take medicinal food first. The short quarter of an hour of taking medicinal food won't delay you much. ”

Wen Yiheng closed the scroll in his hand, his eyes were full of warm tenderness, and he smiled: "Listen to it yourself, your tone of urging me to eat is becoming more and more like an old husband and wife... Can't wait any longer? ”

"Can't wait for what?" Wen Yiheng suddenly changed the topic, so that Su Jiudong couldn't keep up with the train of thought for a while.

"Of course, you can't wait to marry me, and you want to be my wife."

Wen Yiheng's tone was flat, and he was also a light emotion when he talked about marriage, as if he was talking about ordinary things like drinking water and eating.

Su Jiudong smiled and said, "I can't wait to marry you... Hmph, I'm afraid that it is someone who refuses to take medicine on time, not me. ”

Wen Yiheng said with a rare sigh: "Seeing that I am about to return to Beijing to resume my will, I am about to talk to your father about the marriage of you and me in the future, but who knows that this drought has come out, interrupting the original plan for no reason." ”

Su Jiudong said with a smile: "Even if there is no such drought, it is estimated that you will not have time to prepare for marriage when you return to Beijing." ”

Wen Yiheng was interested for a while, and asked curiously, "How do you say this?" ”

Su Jiudong didn't answer out loud, only silently said the words "Gong Gao Zhen Lord" with his lips, and then he said: "It's not just you, it is estimated that after my father and General Guo return to Beijing to offer victory, I am afraid they will begin to rein in their wings." ”

Su Jiudong already had such scruples in his heart: "The birds are all gone, and the good bow is hidden." ”

Wen Yiheng took the opportunity to continue: "If you don't hide, you will die." ”

"See, you know it yourself." Su Jiudong's tone was low: "This time in the northern expedition to Su Jinguo, not only succeeded in pocketing Su Jinguo, but also captured the king of Su Jinguo and Xiangguo, and the prestige of the three of you in the army is estimated to have reached its peak." ”

"Since ancient times, every emperor has attached great importance to the power in his hands, and the most taboo is that his courtiers are highly meritorious."

Su Jiudong skillfully used the knowledge listed in the history books as an example: "You see the four famous generals of the Warring States, the god of war Gongsun Qi was given to death, Li Mu was unjustly killed by King Zhao, and Lian Po was only killed in a foreign country, and all three of them died well. ”

"Only Wang Qian, who retreated bravely from the rapids, can have a good death, which is in stark contrast to the other three."

Wen Yiheng's face was still soft, but his eyes were already calm and clear: "You mean that we need to rein in our edges and retreat bravely from the rapids." ”

Su Jiudong nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, if you and my father fail to retreat even if the rapids are not successful, I am afraid that what awaits you in the future will be imprisonment, or even death." ”

Wen Yiheng smiled, took out the fold he had just written in the afternoon from his arms, and handed it to Su Jiudong: "Look at what this is." ”

Su Jiudong took it, only glanced at the three words on it hurriedly, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Chen Qing Table!" ”

Wen Yiheng nodded, and said casually: "Yes, this is another copy of the "Chen Qing Table" written by Li Mi, the Taishou of Hanzhong, and it is also based on the theme of 'filial piety to rule the world', and I proposed to the Holy Lord that I want to resign and return to the house to take care of my father." ”

"I have long planned to resign from the saint after returning to Beijing to pay tribute, and I also persuaded General Su to write to the saint after returning to Beijing to restore the decree, indicating the whereabouts of retiring and returning to old age."

Wen Yiheng had already thought about this early, and the cruel battles he had experienced for many years had been spurring him to keep a clear head at all times, and never make a wrong step.