Chapter 50 Disaster Relief Funds
"Ahh Zheng Guangzong suddenly sang about the dedication of love.
"Guangzong, if you insist on this, it won't be long before the Zheng family will all become poor." Zheng Wancai spoke bitterly and patiently comforted.
"Dad, have you thought about it, who is cultivating the Zheng family's fertile land, if those tenants are gone, who farms with the Zheng family, we can't just care about the immediate interests,
After helping the victims through the disaster first, the victims will remember the good of the Zheng family in the future. Zheng Guangzong takes a long-term view, which is of course a reflection of people-oriented.
"I can't go on now, where can I take care of the future?" Zheng Wancai only smiled bitterly, his son is older, he can't help his father!
"Young, young master, Mr. Cheng is back and on his way to the Zheng family." Xiangling ran over in a panic, and the excitement in her eyes could be seen even by a fool.
"Xiangling, what the hell is going on, I see how happy you are?" Zheng Wancai glared at Xiangling.
Xiangling was so frightened that she trembled, Zheng Wancai was her future father-in-law, and Xiangling didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience.
Zheng Guangzong laughed: "Xiangling, come over and tell me what's going on?" β
"Still laughing, I see when you cry." Zheng Wancai looked for a sentence angrily.
Zheng Guangzong grabbed Xiangling's hand and walked outside.
"Guangzong, where are you going?" Zheng Wancai's anger has not yet been vented, and he is extremely uncomfortable.
"Dad, you are here, Xiangling is afraid, I will take her back to the bedroom and ask carefully." Zheng Guangzong knew that a person's strength was limited, so it was better to be busy and lazy.
Zheng Wancai was happy when he saw that his son would have a bedroom.
He was afraid that his son would work hard, and if it continued like this, the Zheng family's wealth would really be lost by his son.
As soon as Xiangling left the hall, she giggled.
Zheng Guangzong was not surprised: "Xiangling, what are you laughing at?" β
"Young master, the rain outside is getting lighter and lighter, and it seems that it will stop soon, so I'm happy!" Xiangling smiled playfully.
"I can't be happier, so many victims, as soon as I close my eyes, I just cry in my ears." Zheng Guangzong only hated his limited ability and powerlessness.
"Young master, Mr. Cheng is back, aren't you happy?" Xiangling is still very naΓ―ve.
"Mr. Cheng is so old, what can he do?" Zheng Guangzong did not think that Mr. Cheng was useless, but that he was too old, and besides, he was just a gentleman.
"Young Master, when Mr. Cheng comes back from the capital, he will definitely have news of Sister Murong, don't you want Sister Murong?" Xiangling's words are the key, hitting the softest place in Zheng Guangzong's heart.
"Sister Murong?" Zheng Guangzong's eyes flashed with Murong Ling's appearance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly the same: "But, now that the disaster is rampant, how can I?" β
"Young master, Mr. Cheng must have brought some good way to relieve the disaster when he came back from the capital, you always persuade the slaves and maids to be open-minded, how can you pay it back now?"
Xiangling has long known that Mr. Cheng's identity is not simple, otherwise, the dignified prince of the county would be so afraid of him?
Zheng Guangzong hugged Xiangling in his arms: "Xiangling, don't you say it, I really didn't expect it, you are really my little heart!" β
"Young master, let go, be careful of being seen." Xiangling was held by Zheng Guangzong, but she was actually very happy.
"I see it, I see it, and I make them envious and jealous." Zheng Guangzong disagreed, picked up Xiangling, and spun in place.
"Young master, it's all my fault, if it weren't for saving me, your golden pixiu wouldn't have become like this, and it would have been easier for you to rescue the disaster."
Xiangling heard Zheng Guangzong talk about Jin Pixiu, but now all the energy of Jin Pixiu has disappeared.
"I don't feel anything, don't be angry, you go to the kitchen in a while, let me cook a few more dishes, I want to have a few drinks with Mr. Cheng."
Zheng Guangzong's character is a fine Mr. Cheng, of course, he also wants to knock on the side and learn some about Murong Ling's situation.
"Young master, you always hold me, how can I go?" Xiangling is actually relying on Zheng Guangzong, and if you hold it for a while, you will be able to be happy for a while.
In the hall of Zheng's family, Zheng Wancai said that he would not receive anyone, and when he heard that the family was coming to report that Mr. Cheng was visiting, he hurriedly walked out of the hall and came out to greet him in person.
Fortunately, the rain was much lighter.
Several walls of Zheng's house were washed down by rainwater, and Zheng Er was leading the family to repair them.
Mr. Cheng walked in in a hurry, his face extremely grim.
Along the way, Mr. Cheng saw too many miserable scenes.
What wives are separated, what starvation is everywhere, and what sells children and daughters are also common, and they abound.
It wasn't until I walked to the street near Zheng's house that I saw the warm side.
Several cauldrons have been set up outside Zheng's house, and they have been helping the victims.
"Mr. Cheng, you are tired of traveling, why don't you rest in the academy, it's not too late to come back!" Zheng Wancai greeted him, his face full of humility.
"Gong Zheng, where does the old man have the heart to rest, he came from the capital, and he also served the emperor's order, you and I still went into the house to talk in detail."
Mr. Cheng did not stop, but walked directly to the hall.
Zheng Wancai instructed his subordinates to serve tea, and then sat down with the guests.
Mr. Cheng looked at it for a long time, and frowned slightly: "Gong Zheng, why don't you see Young Master Zheng, the old man has come all the way, and I have heard many people praising Young Master Zheng." β
"He, he's been going to be day and night for the past few days, and when I saw that he was tired, I let him rest." Zheng Wancai was actually insincere.
As long as the son is jumping, the family's silver and food will continue to flow out.
"Gong Zheng, the merits of the Zheng family for several generations will have such an outstanding figure as Young Master Zheng, and the old man is really admired." Mr. Cheng is sincere.
"Mr. Cheng, you praised it falsely, where is the younger generation as good as you say." Zheng Guangzong shook the folding fan and walked in from the outside.
"Young Master Zheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are a lot haggard!" Mr. Cheng looked at Zheng Guangzong and was stunned.
"Mr. Cheng, it has been raining heavily recently, and the juniors have tried their best, but there is no effect, and the juniors are really sad, and I don't know if they can persevere."
Zheng Guangzong said bluntly, in the past few days, he has hardly slept well.
"The emperor sent a minister to assist the local disaster response, and the emperor is also worried about this." Mr. Cheng was slightly relieved.
"I don't know how much disaster relief money the emperor has allocated to the local government, this is a charcoal in the snow!" Zheng Guangzong asked eagerly, now the people need food and disaster relief goods the most.
"Now that the external situation is serious, the emperor is powerless!" Mr. Cheng's face changed instantly.