Chapter 389: This Emperor Is No Better Than His Emperor
"This is not the time to talk about this." Luo Zhongsheng interjected: "The river map, as well as the detailed documents for dredging the river over the years, according to the rules, at least one copy must be copied, and stored elsewhere, go and ask, and transfer it to use it first." ”
Senator Yao's face turned blue with anger, and after listening to Luo Zhongsheng's words, he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, it is not interesting for him to compete with him here, these drawings and documents have not been updated for decades, well, from now on, the evidence and witnesses collected will be collected and collected.
Chang Jiagui's heart slipped through the thread and couldn't say that it was inappropriate, and in a flash, since he took over the water prison, since his father's time, the water prison yamen has always been like this, but no one has ever said half a word.
"It's a lot lighter." Bai Qiao, who was standing in front of the window, turned back with a little surprise.
He and Luo Zhongsheng ran around the southeast, northwest and northwest cities, and no one said anything, but everyone knew that the water was flooded on this, except for hoping that the rain would stop, there was nothing else to do.
Chang Jiagui hurriedly stood up and walked to the window, looking at the thin rain and the faint light in the sky, his face was faintly disappointed......
Bai Qiao slanted at the faint disappointment on Chang Jiagui's face, and couldn't help frowning, he really couldn't figure out his disappointment.
Senator Zhu remembered the Buddha, Senator Yao couldn't help Amitabha, Luo Zhongsheng showed a slight smile, and sighed again, "Bodhisattva bless, this rain is finally a little smaller, and tonight, it can be better." ”
Outside the city, the whole funeral procession has been rushed to the mess and messy, and the time of the burial is determined by Mr. Yin and Yang, but the heavy rain and mud, as well as the soaring rivers and streams, and the long road that cannot be found by the river, disrupted and blocked the trip, and the throats of the stewards were dumb with a roar, but they still missed the time of burial, and they did not rush to the cemetery until it was dark, and they were buried in a panic.
Quan Deqing, who couldn't go back and could only rest in the nearby Zhuangzi for the night, was full of anger and missed the time of burial, perhaps, he missed the future of the children and grandchildren of their whole family, this is not providence, this is a man-made disaster! It's just a few days of rain, and he's grown so big, and the rain is much heavier than this, and he's seen it before, not ten times, but eight times, and none of them have flooded the city and outside the city like this time.
This river channel is silted up year by year, and the river channel that has been silted up for decades has what it is today!
The bastard of the Chang family!
Quan Deqing's anger poured another barrel of oil.
The steward who rushed from the city in a hurry came in with a little urgency: "Master, these copies are the tabloids that just came out in the afternoon, you look here, they account for more than half of the place, and say that the capital is flooded because we beat the scholars during the funeral and angered the way of heaven, so ......"
Quan Deqing grabbed the tabloid, raised his hand to stop the steward's report, and swept it through the ten lines at a glance, his face was pale, "There are already rumors in the city?" ”
"Yes, the little one is in a hurry, so I bought these copies, and there are others, I'm afraid it's the group of scholars......" The steward hurried over all the way, his face was pale all the way, and the panic at this moment could not be revealed.
"Call the second master over. You go and rest. Quan Deqing interrupted the steward and ordered.
After a while, Quan Deming came in, and Quan Deqing pointed to a stack of tabloids on the table, "The Chang family has made a move, and they want to put the charge of flooding the capital on our heads." ”
Quan Deming picked up the tabloid and read a few copies, his brows furrowed, and his tone was angry, "Why is this Chang family a bastard like this?" His river has not been dredged for decades, and he has not counted it in his heart? Heaven? When the emperor and the court are all idiots like him? ”
"It's just too numerous, so I hurriedly found someone to carry the black pot for him, this trick is stupid, but I have to prevent someone from taking advantage of it." Quan Deqing sighed, "Also, did the Chang family's group of bastards come up with this idea, or did someone point to it?" If someone points out, this person ......" Quan Deqing looked at his younger brother and didn't continue.
Quan Deming's face was a little blue, the Chang family did not investigate, and their whole family could not be investigated, as long as they provoked a little trouble, they started to investigate......
Quan Deming shuddered lightly, "What should we do?" ”
"Tomorrow morning, the impeachment of the water supervisor to dredge the unfavorable folds, all handed in, and the group of scholars, let the nobles rush back, find someone to let those scholars write, impeachment of the water supervisor never dredged the river, so that the capital flooded."
Quan Deqing has already sorted out his thoughts, "The Chang family is really a bastard, when Daddy is alive, no matter how many times he told Chang Jiagui and his bastard father, as a supervisor of the capital water supervision, Gyeonggi River, dredging this one, this must be done well, this is fundamental." I have been talking about it for more than ten years, and it is useless! Now, he wants to hit us with a backhand rake! ”
"The Chang family's nest is simply four or six!" Quan Deming slapped those tabloids, "How far have we got?" ”
"Daddy said that the emperor is not as good as the previous emperor." Quan Deqing lowered his eyelids and was silent for a while before he continued: "The first emperor attaches great importance to affection, and the emperor ...... This trip flooded the capital, saying that even the palace was flooded, the family was damaged, and the people's anger was forgotten, the courtiers, I am afraid that everyone has a belly of anger, just because of these angers, impeachment folds, we can't not go on, in any case, we can't be involved in the flooding of the capital, but on the fold, to what extent, who knows. ”
Quan Deming's mood also sank, and Daddy instructed him on his deathbed......
"Let's take a look at the Chang family first, if it's really ......" is half there, Quan Deqing's voice is extremely deep and very low.
"Daddy explained it before leaving......" Quan Deming looked at his brother.
"Well, look at how the Chang family's trip is, from Daddy to us, from the emperor to the emperor, in the past few decades, if you want to retreat, I'm afraid it's not easy."
Quan Deqing's voice was even lower, Quan Deming frowned tightly, and sighed for a long time.
The injured and frightened scholars in the capital inn had already moved into the high-terrain, sturdy and spacious Taixue under the arrangement of Su Ye and Gu Liu.
In the evening, the rain became lighter, and when it was dark, the rain almost stopped, and everyone was relieved to have a deep joy, they had just experienced a catastrophe of life and death, and now they were finally safe.
The soldiers, who had not suffered from this calamity, rushed over to answer the conversation, or came together to escape the disaster, formed a group of threes and fives, and came back from a trip, bringing back bags and bags of tabloids.
The tabloid was distributed to the scholars, and after a few glances, some people scolded angrily, "What a bastard!" Is this going to bring this flood to our heads? ”
"It's because the whole family beat us and provoked ......" Another gentleman looked at it halfway and hurriedly answered.
"This statement can't be studied in detail, it can be said that the whole family beat us, and it can also be said that we are angry and caused this disaster, these are all bastard words, how did this flood come about? Heaven? Isn't that a joke? ”
"I've heard that this Bianhe River hasn't been cleared for decades." A gentleman next to him answered.
"I know this, I have a fellow uncle Chang, in Changyuan Wharf to lead a mission, said not only Bianhe, this capital river, from the Chang family to the water supervisor Yamen, it has not been cleared, the first few years are fine, no matter how heavy the boat, from the canal all the way into the East Water Gate, and then out, unimpeded, more than ten years ago began to run aground, to these seven or eight years, heavy ships have to stop at Changyuan Wharf for a day, a boat to go out some, to these two years, a ship of cargo, at least divided into two boats, can enter, it can be seen that the siltation of the Bianhe River, serious to what."
A gentleman who sat at the door spoke in great detail.
"I have lived in the capital for 20 years, the first time I returned to the capital, before the autumn, such a heavy rain as today, it was full of ten days, it did not stop for a while, it was not small for a while, I was from Shanxi, I was really frightened at the time, but there was nothing at all, this time, it was not as heavy as the last rain." An old servant who was squatting in the room fanning the fire and boiling water answered.
"The river is silting up so much."
"The Chang family took over the water superintendent, two generations, right? I heard that the Chang family is very rich. ”
"It's not rich, all the money of the river workers is in their house."
"Who wrote this article? It's really interesting, don't mention the siltation of the river, what to say provokes the way of heaven, the way of heaven is unkind, everything is a dog in the eyes of the way of heaven, let's get beaten This little thing can provoke the way of heaven, then it would be good. ”
"The person who wrote the article was vicious, you say, could it be someone from the Chang family?"
"It's so hateful, put a pot of on our heads."
"You can't let them detain the, it's not that we can't write articles, how did the articles in this tabloid come out?"
"We can still jointly make an excerpt, the water supervisor has rotted like this, and the prime minister's responsibility for negligence cannot be shirked!"
"That is, if it weren't for our fate, maybe we would drown in this rain and be killed by the Chang family! This time is enough, there can be no second time! We have to speak up, too. ”
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Gu Liu and Su Ye separated in the morning and afternoon, at this time, Su Ye had already gone back, and Gu Liu stayed in Taixue to take care of it.
Gu Liu stood in the shadow of the corner of the house, listened for a while, and saw that the crowd was getting more and more angry, a few scholars had already studied ink and laid paper, and were about to write articles, turned around, quietly withdrew, beckoned a small servant to come over, and gave a few low orders, the little servant went out, made a few turns, and went straight to the Lu Mansion to find General Lu.