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"This ......" Ning Yebo was speechless for a while, grinning reluctantly.

Yan Qingyu turned to look at him, a sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "It seems that Lord Ning still doesn't seem to understand it, or this official will carefully analyze it for your lordship, whether it is cost-effective to build a reservoir or relocate." ”

The corners of Ning Yebo's mouth grinned, and he reluctantly smiled at Yan Qingyu, "My lord, please speak." ”

"The reservoir has broken the embankment year after year, and the people downstream have been affected by disasters year after year, and the imperial court has sent officials to come to the disaster relief and rebuild the reservoir every year.

Yan Qingyu put his hands behind his back, took a deep breath, and continued: "Although this official's proposal to relocate the downstream people does require a lot of expenses for the imperial court, but with a long-term perspective, at least it can avoid the stability of the downstream people in the second year, the third year, or even the next few decades, the people will no longer have floods, and the imperial court will no longer allocate funds to Ningbei every year, wouldn't it be more cost-effective in the long run?" What about a big fight? ”

"This ......" Ning Yebo was silent and grinned awkwardly, "What the adults said is very true. ”

"The reservoir will be renovated, and the flood will endanger the largest area to build a solid embankment to ensure that the people who do not relocate downstream will completely avoid the flood, and the construction will start tomorrow! In addition, the victims of the disaster will temporarily move to the major temples to rest, and tomorrow according to the number of victims, each household will be distributed with relief food, and the official will personally supervise it! Yan Qingyu said.

"Your Excellency wants to personally distribute relief food?" Ning Yebo stared at Yan Qingyu with a look of disbelief.

In previous years, disaster relief officials escorted him here, and after handing over his errands, he signed the official document and returned to Beijing.

"Naturally, the official has to ensure that a lot of relief food is delivered to the victims." Yan Qingyu said seriously.

"Hmm." Ning Yebo smiled reluctantly and nodded hurriedly.

"The official sent Mo Qiu to the upstream early in the morning to investigate, enough to resettle another thirty families to live, as for the land, it will be redivided into each family, in addition, the official is in charge, because of the division of the land, the local people can be exempted from paying taxes, until the local people resume their economy and work in peace and contentment." Yan Qingyu said.

"What? Exemption from taxes? Ning Yebo was startled and looked at Yan Qingyu dumbfounded.

"Isn't Lord Ning happy?" Seeing him like this, Mo Ting laughed for a while.

"Exempt from taxes, adults as parents and officials, should be happy, what, don't adults want to?" Yan Qingyu raised her eyebrows and looked at him and asked rhetorically.

"You don't have to pay taxes to the imperial court anymore, and the lower officials are naturally willing." Ning Yebo smiled reluctantly, frowning and looking at Yan Qingyu, "It's just that the people are exempted from taxes, and the adults are afraid that it doesn't count, right?" ”

"This official will return to Beijing to resume his life, and he will explain this matter to His Majesty." Yan Qingyu said.

Ning Yebo nodded, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Xia Guan thanked the local people on behalf of the adults. ”

"Ning Zhifu does not have to be polite, the people in the lower reaches of the river in Ningbei have been suffering from disasters year after year, and there has been almost no harvest in recent years, and now they have moved to the upstream and re-divided the fields with the upstream people, in recent years, I am afraid that the economy will not be able to keep up, first stabilize the disaster situation and solve the problem of food and clothing, as for the tax exemption, it is also reasonable, Your Majesty should agree." Yan Qingyu said.

"That's good......" Ning Yebo nodded uneasily.

Mo Ting glanced at him, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said in a solemn manner: "Ning Zhifu, you can put a hundred hearts, as long as it is our master's request, Your Majesty will never refuse......"

"Mo Ting!" Yan Qingyu turned her head and glared at him.

Moting shrugged.

Mo Qiu nodded thoughtfully, "The master is right, if the situation of the victims can be completely solved this time, even if the expenses are larger, it is understandable, at least the master thinks long-term and relocates to prevent future troubles." ”

"Tomorrow the victims will be gathered, and each household will be distributed according to the number of people, and the official must ensure that every household can get enough food." Yan Qingyu looked at Ning Yebo with a commanding tone.

Ning Yebo's heart tightened, and he nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, my lord, the lower official guarantees that the arrangements are in place." ”

"Mo Qiu, Mo Ting." Yan Qingyu spoke sharply.

"The subordinates are here." The two bowed their heads in response.

"Responsible for overseeing the records." Yan Qingyu said.

"Yes." The two glanced at Ning Yebo, whose face was ugly, and nodded hurriedly.

"My lord, the victims have already visited, and there is a big storm here, why don't you go back to your home and rest first?" Ning Yebo asked tentatively.

"Lord Ning also knows that there is a big tuyere here?" Yan Qingyu sneered, and ordered sharply: "It's not long before you settle the victims to live in the major temples temporarily, it will take a long time to build houses, does Lord Ning want the victims to live in the shantytown here?" ”

"Xia Guan will arrange it immediately." Ning Yebo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded hurriedly.

"Don't go yet." Yan Qingyu said coldly.

"Yes, the lower official will arrange it." Ning Yebo was just about to leave, as if he had thought of something, he turned to look at Yan Qingyu, and said uneasily: "Then ...... you, my lord?"

"This official will go back to the house on his own in a while, there is no need for Lord Ning to follow closely, it is important for Lord Ning to go and settle the victims quickly." Yan Qingyu frowned and reminded.

"If the lower officials don't take care of it, please take care of it." Ning Yebo smiled reluctantly.

Mo Ting pursed his lips and glanced at him, and urged impatiently: "Okay, you go and get busy, don't talk a lot of official words." ”

Ning Yebo smiled awkwardly, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and order the official to transfer the victims in the disaster shed area.

"This Ning Governor is timid, looking left and right when he speaks, and he doesn't know what medicine is sold in the gourd." Mo Ting clasped his hands in front of his chest and pouted.

"Who knows, it's a weak face anyway." An Wanqing shook her head.

"It seems that the Governor can't return to the capital in a hurry." Yan Qingyu said thoughtfully.

"How many more days does the master want to stay here?" Mo Qiu asked.

"After the disaster relief food is delivered and the construction of the house and embankment begins, it will not be too late for the governor to return to Beijing, not to mention, the governor always thinks that this Ning Zhifu is strange." Yan Qingyu said.

"Master, my subordinates have sent someone to inquire, and the local people have indeed praised this parent official." Moqiu Road.

Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, walked to the side of a tent, looked at an old lady who was packing up her shabby clothes, and asked casually: "The disaster relief food escorted by the imperial court in the past few years, has the Ning Governor Mansion distributed it to everyone in sufficient amount?" ”

"Lord Ning is a good official, he gave my family a few loads of food last year, fortunately, there are good officials like Lord Ning in Ningbei." After the old lady finished speaking, she hurried into the tent with her clothes.

Yan Qingyu turned to look at the other victims, the victims seemed to be particularly resistant to being officials, although Yan Qingyu was dressed in civilian clothes, he was just a young man, but the victims avoided their eyes one after another, as if they were afraid of being questioned by him.

Mo Qiu and Mo Ting walked over and casually caught a few victims, and asked a few simple questions, everyone praised Governor Ning for being a good official and caring for the people.

"Let's go." Yan Qingyu took a deep breath and walked back with her hands behind her back.

An Wanqing followed, "Does the Overseer think it's strange?" ”

"Everyone tried their best to avoid their gaze, obviously afraid of being questioned, and what they said was even more insincere." Yan Qingyu said.

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