Zhao Rui had already explained that once he received the news of the victims in Fuzhou and Jizhou, even in the middle of the night, he would report it immediately, and he was overjoyed to hear that Ganzhou had a letter back.

He was so anxious that he couldn't wait to say, "Let him in!" ”

The official of the Yimen received the order to go out, but when the important ministers of the two provinces entered the palace, he stood aside and waited for everyone to enter in turn.

Zhao Rui looked at the person standing aside, hanging his head and waiting, and wanted to kick the window open and kick the door official out.

Wait a fart!

I'm in a hurry!

Fortunately, there were only one or twenty people from the two mansions entering the palace to perform, and Zhao Rui stared at the Yimen official going out of the palace, and then he hung his heart and took his eyes back.

The ministers of the two provinces have already stood in the palace.

Fan Yaochen stood in the second position on the right shift.

After being scolded all morning, he was not in a good mood, but he knew that the Son of Heaven must be even more annoyed, and if he didn't speak out at this time, if he left the impression of "avoiding things" in Zhao Rui's heart, it would be troublesome.

Fan Yaochen thought about it, so he had to take a step forward and said: "Your Majesty, the Zhongshu has already issued a decree, and the transfer envoy of the east and west roads in the south of the Yangtze River and the Xuanhui envoy will turn back. ”

He paused for a moment, and then said: "Tanzhou and Jinling have already prepared 300,000 Shigang grain, once there is a letter from the displaced people, they can immediately send grain relief, Your Majesty will wait a few more days." ”

It's these words again!

Zhao Rui was already reluctant to listen to it anymore.

At that time, the Jiangnan East Road transfer envoy said that there were 20,000 displaced people, and the Jiangnan West Road transfer envoy said that it was 3,000, which one should he believe?

In his selfish heart, Zhao Rui naturally preferred that everything was a disaster lied by the governor of Fu and Ji, but he knew that it was almost impossible.

The two states have been in drought for more than half a year, and there have been locusts several times in a row, these are all certain things, and in this case, it would be strange if there were not tens of thousands of victims.

Before Zhao Rui could speak, Huang Zhaoliang, the second minister standing aside, had already stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty cares about the people, this is the blessing of the Great Jin, but there is no need to be too anxious, Fuzhou is okay, the people of Jizhou are fierce, if the disaster is really sad, resulting in starvation all over the wilderness, where will it be so quiet." ”

Fan Yaochen heard this, and he wanted to scold.

What a Huang Zhaoliang!

Is this what the Prime Minister should say?!

On the surface, these words are asking the Son of Heaven to be relieved, but he can't think about it deeply, as long as he thinks about it, it is all hinting that if there is a civil uprising in Jizhou in the future, it will be all his Fan Yaochen's responsibility!

However, Fan Yaochen couldn't refute it at all, and he also thanked this "Huang Xianggong" for helping him speak and solve problems......

"The people of Jizhou are good at fighting fiercely, and there have often been chaotic people in ancient times, and they have to make trouble when they have nothing to do on weekdays......" Fan Yaochen burst out a few words from between his teeth.

"It's a pity that there are so many chaotic people, and there are tens of thousands of them, and they suddenly lost their news, and they don't know where they are, which must be thought-provoking......" Huang Zhaoliang continued unhurriedly.

Zhao Rui has been sitting on the dragon chair for decades, and it is naturally impossible not to hear the secret confrontation between the two important ministers, but at this time, he has no heart to pay attention to what the two said.

At the gate of the Chongzheng Palace, a eunuch wearing a soft-footed head and a scarlet robe walked in, Zhao Rui looked at it from a distance, and the person seemed to be very familiar and a little strange.

The man walked in, and seemed to be taken aback for a moment when he saw so many important ministers inside, and his steps paused.

Zhao Rui's buttocks were almost unstable, and he opened his mouth to urge: "Xu Jizong, come in and talk!" ”

Xu Jizong almost ran all the way into the hall, and knelt beside Fan Yaochen, less than ten steps away from Zhao Rui.

"Come on, where are the displaced people in the two states?!"

Zhao Rui hurriedly urged.

Xu Jizong raised his head, exposed his face that had been hungry for three or four days, and his cheeks were sunken, and specially selected an angle, so that the saint could see his face clearly, and replied loudly: "Your Majesty, the ministers went to Ganzhou to announce the edict, and inquired about the ash worms, and saw that a camp was set up outside Ganzhou City to appease the victims, and the ministers left the local area, and the displaced people in the camp were already 47,612 people!" ”

As soon as he spoke, the middle of the Chongzheng Hall became audible.

Dozens of eyes suddenly gathered on Xu Jizong, almost trying to see him out of a hole.

Zhao Rui could hardly believe her ears.

He opened his mouth, but it was stuck for a moment before he picked up his voice and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Xu Jizong raised his head and shouted in a sharp and thin voice: "So that Your Majesty knows that the 47,612 displaced people in Fuzhou and Jizhou are all in the camp outside the city of Ganzhou at this moment, and the imperial court is full of food, business, warmth, and residence, so that the old people can rely on it, and the few people can learn, and the homeless people live and eat in peace, and there is no hunger!" ”

Zhao Rui involuntarily stood up, leaned over and asked, "How many people?!" ”

"Forty-seven thousand six hundred and twelve!"

"Do you have a certificate?!"

"Just outside the temple!"

With the back and forth of questions between the monarch and the minister, the number of displaced people pacified by Ganzhou was almost remembered by the ministers of the two prefectures.

Xu Jizong's face turned red, looking at the face of the Son of Heaven who seemed to be relieved, he only felt that the big stone that had been hanging all the way in his heart finally fell to the ground.

That's it!

Hurry up and hurry, and finally return to the palace before the truth of the displaced people enters the capital!

With his own merits, with the face that he showed in front of the saint and the two mansions today, he finally trampled Zheng Lai, Zhu Baoshi and others under their feet!

has served Zhao Rui for decades, the character of this son of heaven, Xu Jizong does not dare to say clearly, and he can at least touch seven or eight points, as long as you remind him from time to time, how much hard work you have done, he will remember you in his heart.

In three to five years, worry-free!

It was easy for Xu Jizong to suppress the pride in his heart.

If he learned anything on this trip, it was Gu Tongju's unpretentious, but shocking way of speaking in Ganzhou City.

Xu Jizong still remembers how shocked he was when he heard the other party's face remain silent, but the number "41,826 people" was spit out in his mouth.

At this moment, when he imitated Gu Yanzhang's tone at that time and reported the numbers that he had memorized in his heart for a long time, he finally saw the shock on the face of the Son of Heaven as he wished.

Fortunately, I went early and fast, but unfortunately I went too early!

If you wait for two more days, the number of displaced people in Ganzhou will exceed 50,000, which is really very possible, and if you wait for another half a month, it will be 60,000 or 70,000 people, and it is not impossible to see it.

If we can report a large number of 100,000 displaced people, I am afraid that everyone in this temple will be struck by lightning.

Xu Jizong spoke, hurriedly lowered his head, glanced to the right, and saw Fan Dashen's face full of disbelief.

He was secretly amused.

The courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty have been looking for so long, and they are actually in Ganzhou, and they all think they are dreaming!