Jiyin County Ling was an elegant middle-aged man, he frowned and looked at the post in his hand, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Seeing this, the official who handed over the post immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw the county order waving his hand, he hurriedly retreated.

At this time, the Jiyin County Commander handed the post to the staff around him and said with a smile:

"I thought that the imperial court sent an envoy to embarrass the teacher, but I didn't expect that in addition to Cao Bin's gentleman, the other one was still stunned."

"In that case, I'm relieved."

After reading the post, the staff hesitated:

"But the words in his post were harsh, and he seemed to have a lot of opinions about Dong Weng."

The county magistrate stroked his beard and said with a smug smile:

What if he reprimanded him? Not to mention the drought this year, it is an ordinary year, and the imperial court also has regulations to protect the river, which is not harmful to me. ”

"On the contrary, his post has revealed its roots, and if his insight is limited to this, we don't need to take him to heart."

"And most of the people in Shandong are teachers, what kind of storm can they set off?"

As he spoke, he suddenly came to the spirit and said:

"Prepare a pen and paper for me, and the official will write a letter to the teacher to inform ...... of this."

The staff was a little puzzled:

"Isn't Uncle Cao his own person? The Taishi intends to let him increase his qualifications, doesn't the boss plan to cooperate? ”

The county magistrate shook his head disdainfully and said:

"He's a gentleman, why does the teacher have to cooperate with him in acting? If he knows each other, it's okay to give him a little credit. ”

"If he is not greedy enough, we will let him know ......"

Yangsanpo is also called Junoze, and the seat of Jeju is in Juye County, which is also the destination of Cao Bin and others.

In later generations, due to various reasons, there was no water at the original site of Liangshanbo, but now it is still a Daze that spans 800 miles.

It's just that because of the drought, the waters have shrunk a lot this year, but you can also see its grandeur in its heyday.

Guangji River berthing wharf.

Thousands of forbidden troops and soldiers have put it under martial law.

A large group of officials, including the Jeju governor, are looking forward to it.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd suddenly became uproaring.

Immediately afterwards, countless boats slowly appeared from the upper reaches of the Guangji River.

The governor of Jeju breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile on his face:

"The relief materials from the imperial court have finally arrived, and if it is delayed for another two days, Jeju will not be able to support it."

When the ship stopped, Cao Bin held the holy decree in his hand, got off the boat first, and read it out without saying a word.

There is no other content on the holy decree, which is nothing more than to express the emperor's and the court's concern for Shandong.

After reading it, Cao Bin saw a fat-headed and big-eared official come forward and salute:

"The two envoys have worked hard, and the lower officials have prepared a banquet in the city to wash the dust for the two of them."

Without waiting for Cao Bin to respond, Yan Chasan hurriedly walked in front of Cao Bin and said:

"Disaster relief is like fighting a fire, there is no need to catch the wind, let's unload the grain first, how many victims are there in Jeju today?"

Seeing him so impatient, Cao Bin couldn't help rolling his eyes, didn't say anything, and let him play.

Jeju Zhizhou hurriedly said:

"I heard that the imperial court's disaster relief materials will be brought ashore in Jeju, and hundreds of thousands of victims have already gathered in Jeju City."

As he spoke, he said with a hint of fear in his eyes:

"The two envoys came too timely, if they delay for two days, I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe in Jeju City."

At this time, the Jeju general judge had already begun to direct the soldiers and Minzhuang to unload the grain from the ship.

Cao Bin waited a little impatiently, so he moved out a chair and watched them busy while drinking tea with melon seeds.

Fat Zhizhou looked at Cao Bin enviously, licked his lips, and kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

Yan Chasan looked disgusted, turned his head and didn't want to look at Cao Bin, and hurriedly helped to command.

After working for most of the day, more than 2,000 board trucks were mobilized, and only 50,000 stones of grain and grass were transported.

Seeing the sun setting in the west, Fat Zhizhou said enthusiastically:

"Two adults, come with me into the city to rest, I have already ordered someone to set up a banquet in Taibai Building......"

Yan Chasan acquiesced.

Cao Bin stretched, got up from the chair and said:

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go, I didn't expect to move food, the efficiency is so low."

"I'm tired from sitting with pantothenic acid in my muscles and bones!"

The five rats and the others rolled their eyes, and Yan Chasan snorted even more coldly.

They looked at their sweaty clothes, and then at Cao Bin's refreshing clothes, and they were all speechless.

The sedan chair seemed to be unconscious, and when he heard Cao Bin say this, he hurriedly patted his forehead and said:

"Oops, the massage technique that the sedan chair just learned, I forgot to use it for the young master."

When Fat Zhizhou heard this, he hurriedly patted his thigh and joked:

"It turns out that Uncle Cao likes this mouthful, and he is the same way, and the lower officials have already prepared it...... Please! ”

So everyone got on the horse, got on the donkey, got on the donkey, and followed Fat Zhiju to Jeju City.

As he walked, Yan Chasan asked:

"Wang Zhizhou, can these 50,000 stone grains help you get through the difficulties?"

Fat Zhizhou was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Lord Yan said that he only gave me 50,000 stone of grain in Jeju?" ”

Yan Chasan nodded and said:

"Although the imperial court has allocated 500,000 stone of grain, there are ten states in the whole of Shandong that have been affected, and we can only give you 50,000 stones."

When Fat Zhizhou heard this, he suddenly became anxious, and shook his head like a rattle:

"Lord Yan, two messengers, I have 400,000 people affected by the disaster in Jeju."

"50,000 stone of grain is only enough for half a month, and it definitely can't last a winter......"

Yan Chasan looked at him seriously and said:

"How can it only be enough for half a month? According to the calculation of half a catty of grain per person per day, this 50,000 stone of grain is enough to support more than a month. ”

"As long as we hold on until next spring, we will have enough time to buy grain from Jiangnan!"

One stone of grain is about 120 catties, Yan Chasan's arithmetic is not bad, and the result is calculated in the blink of an eye.

Fat Zhizhou said with a sad face:

"Lord Yan, you can't count it like that!"

"Not to mention that the victims from other states and counties are still flocking to Jeju, even if the number of victims does not increase, it will not be enough for a month."

By this time, they had come to the outside of Jeju City.

Fat Zhizhou pointed to the victims who were queuing up to receive porridge and said:

"In addition to the really hungry victims, there are also many rich families who have stored food to fish in troubled waters."

"Others are repeatedly receiving government aids."

"With our little strength, we can't stop it at all."

"With so many victims, if you are not careful, you will cause a riot!"

"50,000 stone of grain seems like a lot, but when it really reaches the hands of the victims, it has to be discounted."

Yan Chasan looked at the boundless victims outside Jeju City, and a sense of fear suddenly surged in his heart.

Don't look at the hungry faces of these disaster victims, they seem to be loyal and honest, once they break out, it will be a monstrous disaster.

"This ......"

Hearing the concerns of the Jeju governor, he had nothing to say.

But if it is really calculated according to what he said, even if he is given another 100,000 stone of grain, I am afraid it will not be enough for the victims to eat.

So how can we help other places?

Cao Bin laughed and said:

"What's so hard about that? In the future, when you boil porridge, you can make it as unpalatable as you can, and then add some loess sand to it......."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Chasan was already glaring angrily.