Chapter 278 The knife is bloody

When Lu Xiangsheng and Li Ruolian came in, the original atmosphere of getting along with the monarch and the minister was destroyed.

"100,000 people, can you eat this pool in Beizhili?"

Zhu Youzhen got straight to the point.

"Yes." Lu Xiangsheng is not like Bi Ziyan, every time he promises something, he also talks about a little condition, he belongs to Tie Hanhan in front of Zhu Youzhen.

"What can be? Anything goes. "Zhu Youzhen has no way to face Tie Hanhan, if you don't think about it for him, he is the kind of person who boils himself to death and doesn't open his mouth.

You say this is a good quality, but in fact, the emperor doesn't like it, everything is in his hands, in case he collapses, wiping his ass is a lot of deadly work.

Lu Xiangsheng only knew how to smile honestly, he understood that His Majesty was a knife-mouthed tofu heart in his own place, and he said it harsher than anyone else, but he was promoted and made a fortune without falling.

"Just now, I said to Bi Shangshu of the household department that the money and food needed should be solved by the household department first. I'll teach you a good lesson, and it's much faster to find Bi Zisu than his brother who is a scholar. On the Dagu side, he estimated that he had a lot of Annan rice in reserve, which didn't taste very good, but it was better than a large amount and cheaper. Negotiate with him and let the household department delay half of the silver settled with him for three months, understand? ”

Only then did Lu Xiangsheng know why His Majesty was not so anxious.

"I have food in my hands, and I don't panic in my heart. You, Lu Xiangsheng, are ready to die in the fields all your life. Beizhili's side has been straightened out, and I am going to add a farming department in addition to the six departments, and you can pay attention to me with some manpower. ”

"Good!" Lu Xiangsheng agreed with one bite.

In the past two years, he has become more and more fond of the field, standing in the field and watching the green seedlings grow strongly, which has become one of his few hobbies.

"The farmland of the household department, fishing, tea mountains, cattle, horses and sheep and often close positions. Ministry of Water Conservancy, Rivers and Shipping. The Ministry of Rites offers spring ploughing sacrifices, arable land registration and land reclamation. The Ministry of Industry and the Academy of Sciences popularized agricultural tools. ”

Zhu Youzhen waved his fingers, this time to Han Ying.

"The Ministry of Agriculture, probably take these from the middle of the six."

"And what about taxes and forced labor on the fields?" Han Ying knew that His Majesty the Emperor was talking about the arrangements after the Prime Minister's Government Affairs Yamen.

"I didn't think about it." Zhu Youzhen shook his head.

"I can give a thorough explanation, and there is a high probability that I want the government and gentry to be one, and the land is the main policy. The rest still needs to be discussed by the cabinet, and we will solve this problem at the end. ”

Han Ying nodded and wrote hard.

Zhu Youzhen continued to instruct Lu Xiangsheng.

"Don't go back to Baoding today, go to the Academy of Sciences to find Song Yingxing. Does he have a good relationship with you? ”

"It's good to reply to Your Majesty's words. The ministers basically invited Lord Song to the field for the planting of various new crops, and sometimes the two of us could drink some wine when it was late. ”

"This exile is actually not necessarily a bad thing for me, or for Beizhili. Song Yingxing had a train project there, and the first route was from Tianjin to Beijing. To build the road alone, it takes at least 10 million taels of silver, except for the materials, all labor money. ”

When he said this, Lu Xiangsheng's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Misfortune and fortune depend on blessing and misfortune, this is really unthinkable by the person who caused this man-made disaster."

"Well, so you see I'm in a pretty good mood right now, aren't I? But, ah......" Zhu Youzhen glanced at Li Ruolian.

"I can Li Ruolian also called over, and I basically agree with you and Han Shoufu's point of view, this disaster in Shandong is a man-made disaster out of ten."

"Your Majesty, the minister will send someone to Jiaozhou."

Li Ruolian probably also understood the whole process. In his view, the core question now is whether Jiaozhou has suffered a disaster. And according to His Majesty the Emperor, nine out of nine did not suffer from disasters.

"Shandong, Shandong. Shandong I am ready to hand it over to Shen Yongmao, you can't handle that big family, and if you put it on others, Jinyiwei will suffer a congenital loss. ”

Li Ruolian looked dazed.

"People have sent 100,000 people here, and there are no ghosts here, do you believe it?"

"I'm telling you, these 100,000 people are really hard to deal with. With you as the main one, take 5,000 people from the army academy. I settled down at one time, and the ghosts and ghosts in it must not be buried. Lu Xiangsheng sang red-faced, distributed food and money, and those who could become villages became villages. You sing blackface here, the imp picks it out, and the mines in Naturalization City also need labor. ”

"Whoa!"

Li Ruolian understood the importance and the proportion.

After finishing speaking, Lu Xiangsheng raised his head, but saw that although Zhu Youzhen was still very young, he was also under pressure.

He was a little stunned, and he didn't know why every time he saw the emperor, he always felt that he had seen a feeling that he was older than his age. Ever since he became an official in the court, he has known that things are going on in the court. Especially now.

I heard that the Fu King of Shaanxi and Gansu is reversed, and the area around Huguang is not very peaceful, plus this inexplicable Shandong and 100,000 displaced people who fell from the sky. He said unconsciously:

"Your Majesty also takes care of your health."

For a moment, Zhu Youzhen was also stunned. For the first time since the crossing, it seemed that he had received genuine care from his subordinates. He nodded, turned and walked back.

Huh?

Lu Xiangsheng was stunned for a moment, what is the situation?

Only Han Ying dragged him and said:

"Let's go, go to the old man, the old man and you and Song Yingxing will talk about the train."

What I thought in my heart was that this kid really walked into the heart of His Majesty the Emperor at once with this sentence. His Majesty seems to be really a person who eats soft rather than hard, and this point needs to be pondered slowly later.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Thousands of displaced people trampled through the fields around the Laojun Temple outside Baoding Mansion almost day and night. Even though most of them were poor peasants, they could not endure prolonged hunger.

With the first there was the second, and everything in the field that could be eaten, whether it was a one-foot-long bag of grain seedlings that had just grown, or sprouted sweet potato chunks and potatoes that had been buried in the ground, were dug up by these people.

The people behind couldn't even find the firewood to cook the food, and they couldn't bear the hunger, so they could only eat it raw. Bao Gu Miao is fine, at most they eat grass juice, but the sprouted potatoes have become a life-threatening poison.

The children were the most cared for, and they ate the most, and after being poisoned, they began to vomit, and finally lay hungry and dying in the arms of their equally skinny parents.

Even though the Jingshi Wai has begun to provide disaster relief and release porridge, the news still cannot be delivered to the people behind. They dragged their children and daughters, and their grief and indignation were inexplicable. I was living a good life in my hometown, but I don't know why, and when I woke up, a large group of people dressed in Japanese clothes rushed to my village, and they killed people and set fire to the grain that was about to ripen, and took down their houses.

In the end, the officers and soldiers finally came. Before they could see how they fought, the men in the robes of the Japanese retreated. Later, they learned from the mouths of the officers and men that they said that these were all Dongying Japanese who had suffered from a typhoon at sea, and that they had come ashore only after being affected by the disaster.

There was no food and no shelter, and the government only told them to go north at this time, and only then could the government send them food. They don't want to leave either, and who wants to leave their homes?

But as long as they don't leave, they will be patronized every night. Seeing that there were more and more people in the village, they were afraid. So, we set out on our way north.

This walk has been going for more than a month.

At first, they also resisted, and there were also people from several villages who gathered together, just ready to stop and ask the government for an explanation.

However, as soon as it gets dark, the ghostly faces will pounce.

Walking and walking, you become the walking dead.