In June, when the land of Qilu was hit by a great drought for half a year, and most of the crops dried up, the sand on the surface of the ground began to squirm in the dark night.

Worms continue to emerge from the desertified soil, and when the worms molt, they begin to eat the dry rice and wheat nearby.

"Three watches in the middle of the night, beware of the fire ......"

In the township, when a watchman was walking in the dark night, he was shouting for a change, and his eyes glanced at the locusts that were constantly wriggling in the hay.

He used his mallet to push away the grass, and the light of the lantern instantly stimulated the locusts in the grass, and all the locusts flew up like black smoke, and frightened the man to the ground.

"Locust plague! A plague of locusts is coming! ”

Even rolling and crawling, the husband kept yelling, but with his roar, countless locusts flew up from the hay in an instant, like black clouds, towards the rice and wheat fields.

The people in the village were woken up by the shouts of the husband and went from house to house, and when they knew that there was a locust plague, everyone closed their doors and windows and pressed the grain tanks with wooden planks.

The mayor of the township also rode on a donkey and ran to the surrounding county towns to report the news.

It's just that such a scene keeps appearing in the entire land of Qilu, and at dawn, tens of millions of locusts swept through the entire Jinan Prefecture, and in just one day, the crops of some villages near the water source were also eaten up.

After a short time, the locusts swept towards Yanzhou, Hejian, Dongchang, and Qingzhou......

Yuan Keli, who was in Qingcheng, was basically woken up from his sleep by locusts that kept crashing into the doors and windows, and after getting up, he held a torch and walked through the county office.

It's just that at this moment, the county government is in a mess, and officials at all levels are surrounded by locusts, only Yuan Keli keeps waving with torches, and at the same time as rescuing the officials and officials, he immediately organized:

"Don't panic! Light the torches and let people take care of the regular closing and granary! ”

"Yes......"

The panicked officials found the backbone and began to raise torches and wave them.

It's just that their individual abilities are limited, and when the locusts begin to decrease and finally disappear, only a pile of locust corpses is left on the ground.

After Yuan Keli left the officials to deal with the affairs of the county government, he rushed to Changping and Guancang with people in a hurry.

However, although Changping and Guancang were saved, most of the private granaries and grain shops were swept away and ravaged by locusts (the damp-proof straw and chaff would be eaten, and the "Book of Famine Relief" forbade grain merchants to sell contaminated rice and wheat directly, and they had to be inspected by the government before they could be sold).

The streets were filled with people wailing at locust attacks, children, and merchants sitting in front of their shops wailing.

Faced with such a scene, Yuan Keli ordered the extermination of locusts, and went to the capital, please transfer food and soldiers to encircle and suppress locusts.

When the news arrived in the capital, it was already the afternoon of the second day of the locust plague, and Ye Xianggao, who was holding the music in his hand, only felt that his blood was surging, and he was dizzy for a while.

[In the autumn and June of the fifth year of the Apocalypse, the land of Shandong saw a group of people flying in, if the smoke is like a wave, if the dust of the army, from west to east, more than 100 miles before and after, it is endless, and the whole territory is in trouble, please adjust ......]

"If there is a locust plague, ......"

Holding the note in his hand, Ye Xianggao couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only say to Hanlin beside him:

"Send the song to Banzai, and ask Banzai to issue an order to order the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies to encircle and exterminate the locusts."

"Yes......" When Hanlin heard this, he immediately took the song and ran to the Qianqing Palace.

It's just that when he came to the gate of the Qianqing Palace, he was blocked by the Jingjun at the gate.

"You can go in, but people can't."

"I'm the Hanlin Squire of the Cabinet, not even me?"

Seeing that the Jingjun Thousand Households spoke, the Hanlin Squire asked with an angry temperament.

"Without the order of the factory and Banzai, it is useless for anyone to come."

The Thousand Households of the Pure Army did not shy away from opening their mouths, and when the Hanlin Squire heard this, he could only hand over the music in his hand.

got the thousands of households that played the sparse, and turned around and asked a hundred households to send the sparse to the outside of the Qianqing Palace.

Han Lin could only watch as the door of the Qianqing Palace opened and closed.

When he had no choice but to leave, Song Shu was also sent to the front of the Qianqing Palace, but this Song Shu was not directly handed over to the emperor, but when he arrived at the door, it was handed over to Wang Tiqian, who hid it in his sleeve and walked into the Qianqing Palace.

When he entered the Qianqing Hall and came to the door of the Yangxin Palace, what he saw was Zhu Youxiao, who was concocting wood, and Wei Zhongxian, who was squatting on the ground and teasing Zhu Ciran and Zhu Shu'e on the wooden horse.

"Long live, the celebrant has something to find Wei Bingbi."

"Hmm." Zhu Youxiao answered, didn't say anything, but concentrated on concocting his own wood.

However, when Wei Zhongxian heard this, he hurriedly gave the rattle in his hand to the Ke Shi next to him, and walked out of the Heart Cultivation Hall with Xiaoxiao, and instantly put away his smile in the place where he turned his back to Zhu Youxiao.

He and Wang Tiqian walked out of the Qianqing Hall together, and Wang Tiqian also took out the recital:

"This is the lure of the locust plague in Shandong, and the cabinet wants to let Banzai transfer the soldiers and horses of the Governor's Office of the Five Armies to Shandong to encircle and suppress the locust plague."

"Huh? Is there a locust plague in Shandong? Hearing this, Wei Zhongxian took over the recital, and only after glancing at a glance and ten lines did he speak:

"Tune it, the locust plague is not handled well, it is easy to cause a civil uprising, maybe the king of Qi will hurry back after hearing it."

"That's right......" Wei Zhongxian looked sideways at Wang Tiqian and said, "What are Cao Huachun and Wang Chengen doing?" ”

"They are still mobilizing the things of the Imperial Horse Supervisor to help the white disaster in Shaanxi, and I heard that His Royal Highness also went to Yan'an and sat in Yan'an for disaster relief."

Wang Tiqian responded, and Wei Zhongxian nodded when he heard this, and said with satisfaction:

"It's better to come back later, when he comes back, we will have to be slaves with our tails between our legs."

"Remember to handle the affairs of Shandong well, and if it really doesn't work, you will transfer 200,000 taels of silver to buy grain for disaster relief, in short, there is no need to bother with this kind of thing."

After that, he turned around and walked into the Qianqing Palace, and Wang Tiqian also transferred 200,000 taels of silver to the eunuch officials for disaster relief according to Wei Zhongxian's words.

Wei Zhongxian is not a fool, after all, he has also been a farmer, so he naturally knows the harm of locust plagues to farmers.

If this kind of thing is not handled well, a rebellion will arise if you are not careful, and when Zhu Youzhen returns to the capital, I am afraid that the first thing is to clean himself up.

It's just that Wei Zhongxian and Wang Tiqian are not stupid, but they are stupid because they underestimate the greed of eunuch officials.

After 200,000 taels of silver were exploited and bought with grain, they only bought less than 200,000 stone of relief grain.

And when these relief grains arrived in Shandong, there were more than 200,000 stone of grain, but only less than 100,000 stone remained.

All of this was clearly seen by Jin Yiwei, and sent to Yan'an along with other news.

When Zhu Youzhen got the news, it was already June 20.

"These guys have a big appetite!"

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In the backyard of the Yamen of Yan'an Mansion, Zhu Youzhen looked at the information in his hand with suppressed anger, and outside the hall in the backyard, there was heavy snow and a strong wind that was constantly blowing.

Heavy snow in June, such a rare scene is a disaster for the people of this era.

Such a disaster is not only in northern Shaanxi, but also in the entire Loess Plateau.

In the whole of Shaanxi, only Xi'an, Hanzhong, Gongchang, Minzhou, Lintao, Taozhou, Pingliang, and Fengxiang stopped snow in May.

In addition to them, Ningxia Mansion, Shuofang Mansion, and Yan'an Mansion all suffered white disasters.

The current white plague not only affected the problem of more than one million people in the three prefectures, but also involved the problem of the delay of spring planting in southern Shaanxi except Shaanxi, and the problem that there were almost no seeds in northern Shaanxi.

Originally, the Imperial Horse Supervisor had to undertake the heavy task of relocating the people to the Hetao, but now a white plague may cause a million people to go without food, and the problem is even more serious.

The only good news is that the snow has stopped in the three counties of Dingxiang, Jiuyuan, and Fengzhou in Dingxiang Prefecture, and even the snow has begun to melt.

Therefore, Zhu Youzhen, who was helpless, could only order the people who had taken the migration scroll to go to Qiantao to settle down after arriving in Yan'an.

After that, he transported more than 4 million stone grain from Qiantao to the south, and ordered Wang Chengen and them to transfer another 3 million stone grain to Datong, Shanxi, and send it to the three counties of Qiantao.

This was only the first step, and in the second step, he began to let the four cavalry guards go door to door to count the grain stocks, and send migration rolls to those who had no land at home, or whose land was less than three acres.

Their land, the Imperial Horse Supervisor exchanged one mu for ten mu, and took advantage of this white plague to begin to count the population of the land of the three prefectures, and according to the number of people, issued food stamps for relief grain.

In the face of the white plague, the people who had no resistance did not dare to hide the population at all, but honestly reported the number of the population.

Zhu Youzhen ordered each household to receive a grain stamp once every 10 days according to the capitation, one pound of rice per person per day.

When such an order was issued by the four cavalry guards of Shangzhi, the number of household registrations of the people in the three prefectures of northern Shaanxi was soon counted in just one month.

The population of the three prefectures in northern Shaanxi is more than 705,400 adult men, more than 876,000 women, and more than 234,000 minor children, totaling more than 1.85 million.

When Zhu Youzhen saw this number, his head instantly became bigger.

The family of the Imperial Horse Supervisor can't support the food and drink of so many people, not to mention that there are more than 200,000 people in southern Shaanxi who want to move to the Hetao.

In other words, he will at least let these two million people last until next autumn's harvest.

Even if a person has one pound of rice a day, he has to eat nearly 400,000 stone rice every month.

By next autumn's harvest, there will be fifteen months left.

Although there were 7 million stone of rice for disaster relief, the fire consumption on the road was a large amount, and the people who moved to the Hetao had already been given food stamps, and each of them had 30 stone food stamps.

At present, the number of known migrants has reached more than 426,000 people, and they alone hold at least more than 12.6 million stone of food stamps.

Although the Imperial Horse Supervisor could only exchange one stone per month for them, the grain in the Hetao was only more than three million stones, which lasted for half a year at most.

Although the autumn harvest is only three months away from the rest of the world, the ......

"The Juntun seed grain of the five southern provinces must be handed over to the old port, and the Juntun seed grain of the six provinces in the north, Shaanxi, Shandong, Hexi, and Liaodong is estimated to not be much."

"We only have to see if the seed grain of Henan and Shanxi, as well as the Juntun of Beizhili, can survive."

Looking at the map in front of him, Zhu Youzhen felt a headache, he now knew how great the harm caused by the disaster was.

Man Gui garrisoned the army in Hetao, Sun Chuanting was still in Xining to deal with the affairs of the Duogan departments, and Cao Wenzhao was in Xining waiting for the three battalions of Duogan to train after being transferred.

Now there is no one around him who can give him advice except for a Sun Shoufa and a Saihan, which makes Zhu Youzhen miss Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou, Xiong Tingbi, and Yuan Yingtai.

"Do you want to stop the migration of Liaodong?"

"No......"

Zhu Youzhen looked at the map of Shaanxi in front of him and rejected the idea.

Since he knew how terrible the disaster affecting a province was through this time, he could not stop the migration of Liaodong and the old port.

Only in the remaining two years can Liaodong and the old port be turned into granaries that the Ming Dynasty can better cope with the catastrophe of the next 17 years.

Thinking about it, Zhu Youzhen said to the Jinyi Wei Qianhu at the door:

"Send someone to send a letter back to the capital, let Lu Jianxing go to Henan, once the seed grain in Henan's Juntun is harvested, don't hand over the field to the household department for the time being, and transport all the grain to Shaanxi first."

"In addition, tell Lu Wenzhao that he is the same, responsible for the seed grain harvesting of Juntun in Shanxi and Beizhili."

"As for the seed grain of the military tun in the south, all of them will be mobilized by Shen Tingyang, and I will move people to the old port as quickly as possible."

"Jinyi Wei Cha Eucalyptus checked for me, so isn't there someone under Wei Zhongxian who is corrupt and perverts the law? Ask Choi Chengxiu to hand over the evidence to Cho Nam-sung. ”

"Once the evidence is conclusive, everyone should be exiled and exiled according to the "Da Ming Law", and all family property should be confiscated into the Imperial Horse Prison, so that Wang An can buy grain in Jiangnan and go north to relieve the disaster in Shandong."

"Finally......" Zhu Youzhen said a bunch of instructions in one breath, and finally glanced at the military information on the table, and what was written on it was some pension silver and bounty silver accumulated in the battle of Fuset.

This amount of silver is not much, a total of 420,000 yuan of pension silver, more than 40,000 acres of pension fields, and more than 900,000 taels of silver.

"Tell Cao Huachun that the imperial brother is asked to allocate two million taels of silver to reward the soldiers of the battle of the resumption......"

"Yes!" Seeing that Zhu Youzhen had no other instructions, Qianhu turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhu Youzhen stopped him again.

"Wait! Yan Siqi: How are they? ”

"Back to Your Highness, they are still training in the Ryukyus, and according to the words of the Navy Governor's Office, it will take about half a year to pull them out to fight."

Jinyi Wei Qianhu's reply made Zhu Youzhen squint, and after thinking about it, he spoke:

"Let Lu Jianxing go to Ryukyu after he is busy with Henan's affairs, and bring a batch of rifles and five-pound guns with him, and accompany Yan Siqi and them to Japan when the training is over."

"In addition, let him tell Yan Siqi at the same time that from the day he landed in Japan, if he can't get the silver mines around Kyoto within three years, he doesn't need to restore his identity as a Ming citizen."

Zhu Youzhen's words are obvious, he must Yan Siqi to take over the silver mining area south of Kyoto within three years after landing in Japan.

Not only for the sake of the Ming Dynasty's tax reform, but also to plunge the Tokugawa shogunate into civil strife and war.

After he finished ordering, Jinyi Wei Qianhu left the study, but not long after, Sun Shoufa walked into the study in a daze, and said to Zhu Youzhen:

"Your Highness, there is some resistance to the matter of distributing food below."

"What resistance?" Zhu Youzhen frowned and raised his head, and Sun Shoufa was embarrassed to say:

"Some of the powerful gentry below also want to receive relief food......

"Kacha", the brush in Zhu Youzhen's hand was broken by him with one hand, this scene made Sun Shoufa lower his head, and his heart was terrified.

"It seems that Lone is too easy to talk, so they think Lone is bullying, isn't it?"

Zhu Youzhen just wanted to kill a few heroes at the moment to relieve the hatred in his heart, and the affairs in Shandong, Duogan, Shaanxi, Liaodong, Jiugang and other places were overwhelming.

At this time, Haoqiang in northern Shaanxi still dares to jump out to provoke him, if he Zhu Youzhen is good-tempered to the people, he will be good-tempered to Haoqiang?

"Tell Jinyiwei that you should raid your home and your family, and you should be exiled and exiled!"

Zhu Youzhen lowered his head, and in one sentence put the provocation of the heroes and the strong into the coffin.

As for Jin Yiwei not being able to find evidence, he was not worried at all.

This is the beginning of the seventeenth century, and since this group of guys dares to jump out, do they still need evidence?

"Yes......" Sun Shoufa understood what Zhu Youzhen meant, and immediately retreated.

As his footsteps continued to go farther, more than a dozen short-sighted Haoqiang in northern Shaanxi were raided and exiled in just a few days.

Tens of thousands of acres of fields and more than 100,000 acres of grassland, as well as more than 100,000 stones of grain, were pocketed by Zhu Youzhen, and then distributed in the form of relief grain.

As soon as he made a move, Shaanxi Haoqiang, who was about to jump out, suddenly closed his mouth.

But in the same way, after what he did was known to the Qin Party in the capital, although it was only a small party, they still stood up and continued to impeach.

It's just that this kind of impeachment doesn't let Zhu Youzhen take it seriously at all, he wanders around the counties and towns outside Yan'an Mansion every day, for fear that the people below will be corrupt.

People are more likely to change, and it is impossible for everyone to be like robots, not corrupt, and not to engage in small actions.

Just like the Shaanxi White Disaster, since the beginning of the disaster relief, there have been more than 700 scribes and eunuchs in the Imperial Horse Prison who have corrupted the law.

For them, Zhu Youzhen's method was very simple, to exile Liaodong.

Under his personal leadership, the entire three prefectures in northern Shaanxi finally survived the snow disaster.

When the time came to the tenth day of the seventh month, the dark clouds that had shrouded northern Shaanxi for nearly eight months were removed, and the sun sprinkled on the entire land of northern Shaanxi.

Of course, the melting of the snow does not mean that the disaster is over, on the contrary, the cold released by the melting snow has caused a large number of people to catch the wind cold.

"Ahem......"

On the snowy dirt road, Zhu Youzhen in the carriage kept coughing, and sitting opposite him in the carriage was Wang Kentang, a famous doctor who accompanied the army and a typhoid fever family in the late Ming Dynasty.

Wang Kentang is seventy-three years old this year, but his hair and beard are black, and his skin is so ruddy that people think he is only in his forties.

He was diagnosing Zhu Youzhen, and after a long time, he withdrew his hand and said with a smile:

"Your Highness is running for the people, and when the snow melts, he is infected with some cold, but fortunately, his body is strong and harmless."

"After that, you can ask someone to go to Yan'an Mansion to grab three doses of medicine for typhoid fever."

Wang Kentang comforted Zhu Youzhen with a smile, and because of his identity, he did not choose to prescribe and catch medicine by himself.

For his words, Zhu Youzhen knew why the other party was so evasive, and the reason was relatively simple.

Unlike other famous doctors collected by Zhu Youzhen, Wang Kentang was born in the family of the official eunuch of Nanzhili, read a lot of books since childhood, and studied medicine because of his mother's illness.

Due to his background, he was naturally also a Jinshi, and was elected as a Hanlin reviewer during the Wanli period, and the official went to Fujian to participate in politics.

Later, because the imperial court did not accept his anti-Japanese proposal, he angrily resigned and returned to his hometown, and since then he has returned to the medicine he loved when he was young.

In addition to typhoid fever, he also excelled in diagnosing and treating mental illnesses, and cured many of the children of wealthy families and traffickers.

If it weren't for Zhu Youzhen, he might have practiced medicine in Nanzhili for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Loss An ran for the sake of loneliness and delayed the teaching of the medical school, and he was really ashamed to be alone......"

Withdrawing his hand, Zhu Youzhen apologized to Wang Kentang, but Wang Kentang stroked his beard and smiled:

"It should be the old man who thanked His Highness, if His Royal Highness hadn't invited the old man to Yanshan, how could the old man have taught more than a dozen apprentices in a few years?"

"Besides, on this trip to northern Shaanxi, the old man also brought all the disciples and asked them to participate in the treatment, after all, every time the people around the school are sick, the disciples under the command of various doctors are rushing to treat the disease, and this time they came to Shaanxi, but they have been practiced."

"Hehe......" Hearing Wang Kentang's words, Zhu Youzhen also smiled, and then asked:

"This Yanshan Medical University is divided into more than a dozen departments, is it appropriate to look at Mr."

"Hmm......" Wang Kentang stroked his beard and said without thinking:

"It's not bad to divide into disciplines, but the disciples who have been cultivated in this way may only be good at one aspect, and they will be a little helpless in the face of other pathologies."

"But ......," he added,

"If it is according to what His Royal Highness said to the old man at the beginning, if these students are grouped together, and a group of people are wanted to treat a patient together, the effect achieved is better than that of a single famous doctor."

"It's just too slow, to let that Ming Dynasty have a hospital in more than 1,600 counties, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve it in decades......" Zhu Youzhen sighed when he heard this.

He actually knows that with the means of teaching apprentices in traditional Chinese medicine, a famous doctor can bring more than a dozen apprentices at most, and it will take five years to bring out a group of teachers.

In this way, it may take dozens or even hundreds of years to have a hospital in every county.

"It's that His Highness's requirements are too high, if you just gather all the doctors in the world, maybe only fifteen years will be enough."

Wang Kentang tried to make Zhu Youzhen believe in the folk doctors, but Zhu Youzhen said:

"Even if you let it gather, I'm afraid it will take the students of Yanshan Medicine to go to the local area and investigate them one by one."

"If quacks are involved, they can be picketed."

"In addition, Gu also plans to wait for this group of students to graduate in the seventh year of the Apocalypse, and then send them to various provinces to start establishing branches of Yanshan Medicine in each province."

"That's fine." Wang Kentang smiled, and then saw that Zhu Youzhen was in a much better mood before he paused, and then said with concern:

"When the old man was diagnosing His Highness's pulse just now, although the wind and cold could not hurt His Highness's body, His Highness may not have taken good care of his body since he entered the old age."

"Sleeping in the open air, lack of sleep, for a long time, I am afraid that I will lose my body......"

"Your Highness, don't worry too much sometimes, it's normal to rest properly."

"I want to be lonely, but ......" Zhu Youzhen didn't know that what he was doing was hurting his body, but the problem was that if he was lazy, then when the natural disaster broke out completely, it would be too late to remedy it.

He thought so, and Wang Kentang was about to open his mouth to persuade again, but at this time, the car window was suddenly opened, and Cao Wenzhao handed a copy of the military information to the window with a stern face:

"Your Highness, Liaodong and Beizhili have changed."

"The Huangtaiji Alliance Hutudun (Lin Dan Khan) attacked the barbarians, and the Karaqin Bo led the troops to rebel and attacked the Baima Pass ......"

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