The closest place to Zhaiqian Dam is called Fengning Town, where the drought is most severe.

The cold winter wind drained the last shred of water in the field, and all the seedlings on the ground dried up, mixed with the same dry weeds, and burned a little bit.

Every day, the common people have to go to a small puddle dozens of miles away to get a little water.

The water in the puddle was dirty and smelly, and they had to clarify it repeatedly after taking it back before they could drink it.

Even so, the bacteria in it still make most people sick.

And the water in the puddle is also limited, there are more people who go, and the weather has been dry for a long time, and the water in it has become less and less, and it has slowly dried up recently.

Groups of villagers fled with their families and mouths, and some died of thirst halfway through the escape.

The situation is terrible.

There are a few moistened wrinkles on the fold from there, I don't know if it was left by the writer who cried while writing.

Such a drought is a natural disaster, and even in modern times, there are still big problems, and a reduction in grain production is inevitable.

Fortunately, people in modern times are no longer short of food, and even if there is no harvest for a year or two, the family can still cope with the past.

But the Dasheng Dynasty can't do it, it's too poor.

People have eaten the last meal but not the next, and then there is such a drought, and there is no harvest, and they can't find anything to eat at all.

Ling Tiancheng was also worried, after the end of the Great Dynasty Meeting, he left a few important ministers behind and asked them what to do.

But everyone discussed and discussed, and couldn't come up with a proper solution.

The saddest thing is that even if the imperial court provides disaster relief, there is not much food in the treasury.

Ling Tiancheng put the fold in front of them and said, "According to what you say, let them starve to death, anyway, it's not you who die, anyway, you always have a bite to eat in the capital, right?" ”

The ministers all knelt down with a "bang", and they all hung their heads in frustration, but they couldn't say a word.

As an emperor who is not confused, the last thing he wants to see is the death of his people.

Those who have done bad things, Ling Tiancheng did not show any softness when he killed them, but for ordinary people, they were diligent and diligent, and they stayed in that field all their lives, basically without other delusions, and they had only one idea for generations, that is, to eat enough.

But even this tiny request is no longer there.

He suddenly thought, maybe Zhuang Siyan is right, there is no drought in the capital, and there will be no floods, even if it is a heavy rain, there is a place for drainage here.

This is a natural good land, and it should be good to grow food, at least they can plant a little bit of it themselves, so that they can save a little for the people.

A good emperor was forced to go farming by this.

In the Zichen Palace, everyone couldn't discuss a countermeasure, Ling Tiancheng didn't let them go, and when they were tired of kneeling one by one, they sat on their heels.

If you can't kneel, you can also give a seat, but whether you are sitting or kneeling, there is no food in the palace, and they urgently need to come up with an idea.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, wisps of the fragrance of rice were faintly sent from the harem, and those old ministers were dizzy with hunger, but when he looked up at Ling Tiancheng, he also happened to look at them, and his eyes were sharp.

The old minister was busy putting his gaze back, and he didn't dare to make another mistake.

I don't know who it is, I couldn't help it when I was so hungry, I whispered: "Why don't you donate it everywhere." ”

The sound was like a gospel, and it immediately set the wilting crowd on fire.

They seemed to have been unlocked in an instant, and they became active in an instant, knelt down in front of Ling Tiancheng and said, "Your Majesty, you can donate some food from all over the place, and then combine it with the treasury and send it to Fengning County, which will definitely solve some of the dangers there." ”

Ling Tiancheng looked at him with a glint in his eyes and said, "Donating is a good way, so which state and county does Lord Lu think can donate food?" And it's a drought, and you can't just have food, you have to have water. ”

The minister, who had finally mustered up the courage to speak, lowered his head again, looked at his kneeling knees, and couldn't say half a word.

In fact, as long as there is food, the people can temporarily move to a place where there is water.

However, Ling Tiancheng knew better than them that there was not much food in the entire Dasheng Dynasty.

In the past few years of war, grain and grass are indispensable, and every time an army is sent, taxes are collected from the people, and the homes of the common people everywhere have long been empty.

If you really want to say where there is still grain in stock, it may be the landlords everywhere, or the squires, or these officials in front of you.

They were worse than anyone else, but in fact, no one would go hungry, and some of them even ate better than Ling Tiancheng.

He just left these people behind, just to get some food from them, but these old foxes, who are also smarter than the other, kneel until they are dying, and they don't spit out.

It was getting darker and darker outside, and the eunuch had quietly lit the lamp in the room.

The cold wind slipped in through the cracks in the windows and doors, and although it was early spring, it was no better than winter, and it was still cold and shivering.

Ling Tiancheng couldn't help it, and said, "The people really don't have anything to donate in their hands, but can you donate some?" As far as I know, you all have fertile land in your hands, and your annual output is more than that of the common people. ”

These words were like drops of water on cotton, and they didn't even make a sound for half a minute.

The ministers silently took half a step back, burying their heads as far down as they could, lest Ling Tiancheng see their faces.

At this moment, it seems that he can see at a glance how much food he has and must take it out.

Some people who don't have a strong family background can still speak boldly: "Your Majesty, although the ministers have land, it is not good land, and the annual output of grain is only enough for the family to eat, and there is no savings, besides, didn't you say it before, Fengning County is not only short of food, they are also short of water." ”

Ling Tiancheng: "Yes, what they lack most is water, so do you have a way to transport water there?" ”

The people who were kneeling looked at each other.

If they were asked to donate water, they would be able to find a way, after all, they were still close to the moat, and now the winter snow in the capital has not melted, and it is all water.

But if it is sent to Fengning County, there is really no way.

Speaking of this, Ling Tiancheng remembered a person, that is, Shi Fangbin, who ran to the Tiantian Detective Agency a while ago and asked Zhuang Siyan and them to help find his son, and then refused to say anything.

When Shi Fangbin came out, he checked it out.

It's a showman, and it's a very good showman.

With his qualifications back then, it was not bad to take the test to explore the flower list, but the imperial court was smoky and miasma back then, and people who were really talented and learned were not necessarily reused.

Shi Fangbin probably collapsed because of this.

Ling Tiancheng also found out the articles for the exam that year, he has always had an amazing memory, and everything he has read will be stored in his own mind and can be used at any time.

At this time, Shi Fangbin's article was in his mind, and it seemed that he was talking about how to prevent drought and waterlogging.

In modern terms, this is something that benefits the country and the people, and even if it is not effective, it is something that can be taken out and studied.

It's a pity that the Dasheng Dynasty was still a country and a peaceful country at that time, although there were disasters in various places, but they were not big, and there was still a treasury to support it at that time, so it would not be as poor and white as it is now.

So no one took a fancy to his article at all, so he was directly deducted.

Ling Tiancheng pinched his eyebrows, and finally looked at the people who were kneeling below, and the poor people said: "Zhong Aiqing, as an official of the imperial court, when the catastrophe came, he couldn't come up with an effective idea for the people, I am really disappointed.

Not only for you, but also for yourself.

Therefore, I have decided, from now on I will do my best with you to find a way, and if we don't think of a good idea, we will not leave this Zichen Hall for a day, and we will not eat for a day.

Think of the people who were starving to death and thirsty, and we are better off than them.

Li Fu, come to tea. ”

When the ministers heard him speak, they thought that hope had come, but they did not want to change the topic and become even more desperate.

And the emperor followed them.

Now it's okay, they don't dare to escape, they don't dare to go, and their brains are already hungry, and they can't even think of half of the attention.

In the middle, I was hungry for half an hour, and someone fainted with black eyes.

The ministers took advantage of this and knelt down again.

didn't say that he was about to starve to death, only said that Ling Tiancheng should take care of the dragon body, if he was really hungry, not only would the victims be unable to save him, but the court would also be in chaos.

One person spoke, and a large group of people spoke in unison like flies, and miraculously called out the fainted ones again.

In addition, the imperial doctor came in to check his pulse and fed some water into it, and finally succeeded in reviving the person.

He weakly glanced at Ling Tiancheng, who had eaten the scales and had an iron heart, and had already guessed the final ending.

As long as they don't let go, the emperor is likely to really starve them all here.

And they starved to death, and they had nowhere to reason, because the emperor was hungry with them, and as the son of heaven, he didn't eat with the ministers, which was completely reasonable, and blocked the door for them to cry out for injustice.

In the face of death, people's minds are still relatively easy to sober, and the old brother finally said: "Later, there are still 500 stone of grain in the minister's family, and you can donate 300." ”

Ling Tiancheng was like a wolf with a big tail: "Song Aiqing, then what do you eat at home?" ”

Lord Song said with a bitter face: "It's already over the New Year's Festival, and it won't be long before the spring breeze blows, the snow in the field will melt, and the seedlings will begin to grow, and soon the new grain will come down. ”

Ling Tiancheng couldn't be moved.

personally came down from the palace, patted Lord Song on the shoulder twice, and almost knocked him unconscious: "Song Aiqing is really a good official, worried about the country and the people, what you said is very right, in a few months, the spring grain will come down, there is no drought around the capital, we can pass, so donate 400 stones, countless people are waiting for you to save your life." ”

Lord Song: "......"

In fact, it was not his final say in this matter at all, Ling Tiancheng was just trying to pry their mouths open.

Once the soldiers who requisitioned food went to their mansion, the figures they reported could not be counted at all, and they would take out as much food as possible from their homes according to the standards provided by Ling Tiancheng.

It's a banditry, but it's something they have to do.

Although Ling Tiancheng had done the thing, he didn't feel good at all.