Chapter 53 Lin Zhou
Qian Si agreed to open a warehouse and release grain, so he immediately went to do it, and also joined a few small businessmen next to him to open a warehouse and release grain.
The moment the warehouse was opened to release grain, it was crowded with people.
Those victims were so excited that they almost knelt down for him, and some old people bowed to him, and it was lively for a while.
The refugees who received the food held the food in their arms for a long time, leaving tears of excitement.
Jiang Wan looked at the scene in front of her, the corners of her mouth rose, her temperament was soft, and she got into the carriage with Bei Jinchuan and left.
Soon arrived at the border of Linzhou.
As soon as you step inside, the heat wave rushes in, the scorching sun hangs high in the sky, the sun dries up, and the crops wilt.
Along the road were refugees begging, and some with children clutching tree bark and gnawing on the roadside.
It was a desolate scene, lifeless all around, and there was no hope in people's faces.
Qin Yang, the prefect of Linzhou, stood at the entrance of the city and guarded, and saw from afar that the king of Qi was coming with several carts of grain, so he hurriedly asked the soldiers to open the city gate and come forward to greet him personally.
"Xia Guan has seen King Qi."
Bei Jinchuan bowed his head, and his heart sank when he thought of the desolate scene along the road.
"Lord Qin, how is the situation in Lin Zhou now?"
Qin Yang smiled bitterly, he was originally a military general who could only dance guns and sticks on the battlefield, but later because he was transferred to Lin Zhou as a prefect.
Over the years, Lin Zhou has been very good under his management, but he didn't expect that there was a drought this year, he repaired the book overnight, but there was no movement on the court side, and many people in Lin Zhou had starved to death.
He was about to despair when he was guarding Linzhou, but he didn't expect the emperor to live up to his wishes, and the imperial court finally sent people to come to relieve the disaster.
"Today's Lin Zhou is at the end of the crossbow, and a large number of refugees come to the prefect every day to make trouble."
Qin Yang's face was full of sorrow, he sighed, looked at the desolate and cracked land, and looked in the direction of the imperial city.
"The saint is wise, Lin Zhou is finally saved with the arrival of His Royal Highness."
Jiang Wan pursed her lips and stood aside silently.
The situation in Lin Zhou is even more serious than she imagined, and it is not enough for such a parched land to rely on disaster relief alone, and without water, everything is in vain.
They followed Qin Yang, the prefect of Lin Prefecture, to the front of the government office.
The two stone lions in front of the door cracked a thin slit, the sun was shining, the sun was getting more and more vicious, and the people below gathered in front of the government gate.
One by one, they were dressed in rags, their faces were sallow, and they held hoes in their hands and protested in front of the government office.
"These officials don't care about the life or death of our ordinary people, poor my baby, starved to death for five days!!"
"The crops in the fields don't grow, and the merchants raise the price of rice, God, open your eyes."
"Your Majesty doesn't care about us anymore, we will all starve to death!"
A wail was like a sharp knife piercing into the hearts of everyone present.
Suddenly, a man saw them.
"It's Lord Qin! Lord Qin is out! ”
With a scream, all the refugees looked at them and surrounded them.
"Lord Qin, help us, we haven't eaten in many days."
"Lord Qin, when will Your Majesty send someone to provide disaster relief?"
"Has Your Majesty given up on us?"
One by one, the refugees scrambled to ask, their eyes revealing eagerness.
"Alright, everybody's quiet."
Qin Yang stopped the refugees who wanted to rush up and prevented them from crashing into the King of Qi.
He held his hands aloft to reassure the refugees.
"This is His Royal Highness the King of Qi, it was His Majesty who sent the King of Qi to come to the disaster relief, His Majesty did not give up on us, these are the disaster relief food brought by the King of Qi!"
He revealed the cart loaded with grain behind him, and the noisy street seemed to suddenly fall silent, and then they seemed to react, rubbing their eyes in disbelief what they were seeing.
Bursting into cheers of joy.
"Great, we're saved."
"Woo woo~ Your Majesty has not forgotten us!"
They wept with joy and hugged each other, tears dripping across their dry faces and falling to the ground.
The sun was still roasting overhead, but they seemed to see hope, and the decadence and despair on their faces faded into happy smiles.
Jiang Wan was also infected by them, and her eyes were slightly wet.
"Okay, everyone line up, according to the number of people in the family, everyone has a share."
Du Ruohe was imprisoned to maintain order at the scene, resigned from the table and distributed food to several officers and soldiers.
In front of the huge government gate, people lined up to receive their own food.
After a big man received the food, as if he was still dreaming, he slapped himself hard, and his face was hot and painful, and he realized that it was not a dream.
He really has food to eat!
"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, King Qi, long live Your Majesty!"
This sound seemed to have triggered some switch, and everyone spontaneously knelt down in the direction of the imperial city and spoke in unison.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, King Qi, Long live Your Majesty, Long live, Long live, Long live!"
The sound came like a tidal wave, echoing for a long time, shaking Qin Yang's blood surging, and there was an indescribable shock in his heart.
Many years later, when he recalls today's scene, his eyes still moisten.
Inside the prefect's office.
Bei Jinchuan and Qin Yang are still full of sadness, although the relief food has been distributed, but the drought in Lin Zhou is still a problem.
If it is not solved, it will not last long.
Now the rivers in Linzhou are about to dry up, and soon after, there is no water source, and Linzhou is really in a desperate situation.
Jiang Wan lowered her eyes and stayed quietly aside, her noble face frowning.
Bei Jinchuan looked at the young man who had been silent since he stepped into Lin Zhou, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were slightly red.
After all, he is a young man, and such a tragic situation scares him.
"Divine Doctor, what do you think?"
Only then did Qin Yang notice that there was a good-looking young man beside King Qi, white and pure, very much like a pampered little boy from a family, with clear and bright eyes.
"Merchants put grain, pay taxes lightly, accumulate widely, build rivers, give fields and houses, and use utensils to survive droughts."
A cold voice sounded, Qin Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, his thoughts seemed to be pushed away, and he muttered and repeated the words of the young man just now.
"Merchants put grain, pay taxes lightly, and accumulate extensively..."
"Okay, very second!"
He didn't dare to look down on the young man in front of him anymore, and his expression finally became positive.
"I don't know the name of the adult?"
Jiang Wan gave up.
"Childe-ki."
Qin Yang suddenly thought of the rumors of the divine doctor Gongzi Mu, who was rumored to be able to heal the flesh and bones of the dead, and his medical skills were unparalleled in the world, and he was admired by the six countries.
"It turned out to be a miracle doctor, and he has admired the name for a long time."
He leaned over and saluted, thinking of what the young man had just said, and hurriedly asked.
"What does the divine doctor mean by the merchant releasing grain?"
Jiang Wan looked at Qin Yang and explained unhurriedly.
"Merchants have raised the price of food, and ordinary people can't afford to eat it, and if they only rely on the imperial court, it is far from enough. Only the unity of the government and the people can overcome this difficult time. ”
Qin Yang nodded thoughtfully, he had thought of this method before, but it was very difficult to get those merchants to produce food.
At this time, an officer and soldier outside the door hurriedly came to report.
"Oh no, my lord, there are refugees outside the door who have fainted from poisoning!"