Chapter 205: Disaster Relief Supervisor

In the blink of an eye, it rains very little today, and there is not much rain throughout spring and summer.

The emperor and the crown prince were worried, the south was well watered, but some northern areas had little rain, and the fear of drought had already been played.

The father had a sad face, and the prince was just grinding respectfully beside him.

This year's treasury is full, and it is possible to allocate funds, but it also needs to be manned.

"Emperor, who do you think this person should choose?"

The crown prince lowered his head and thought for a while, "Lord Li, Lord Tang can do it!" ”

The emperor nodded, these two are old men, and they can handle these easily.

"You say, how is Mo Xuan?"

Suddenly hearing Mo Xuan's name, the prince looked up unexpectedly.

"Master Mo is capable enough, but after all, he is young, and he is afraid that someone will interfere with him!"

The emperor snorted coldly, those officials who don't have big fart skills have a lot of things.

"I'd like to see how they don't accept it!"

The official errand of disaster relief, that is a fat difference, if there are some silver taels from the greedy ink, it is enough for a large family to use it for a long time.

At this time, many people are staring at it.

I heard that the emperor and the crown prince valued Mo Xuan, so naturally some people wanted to participate in it.

Lord Mo is too young to convince the public, and has no experience in dealing with drought.

were all scolded back by the four princes and the ten princes, and in the end, this errand still belonged to Mo Xuan.

The matter was too urgent, Mo Xuan didn't dare to delay, he hurried to prepare.

The silver taels for disaster relief in the capital also need to be prepared in two days.

Two days later, Mo Xuan set off.

Yunshang stood not far away to say goodbye, drought and flood management are different.

Fortunately, the disaster has not yet taken shape, it has been cultivated, but there is no water for irrigation, and the reduction in production is certain.

Mo Xuan is in contact with several high-yielding regions at the same time, and because of the popularity of potatoes, this year's disasters are not much.

Some areas in the south have quite high yields.

There are still Zero One Three Zero Nine and others around him, and Zero Qi is sent to buy potatoes.

This time the place is northern, and the farmland is irrigated with river water, but because it doesn't rain, many branches have been cut off.

It took five days for Mo Xuan to arrive at the place, and he met a lot of victims on the road, all of them were yellow and thin, and even if the seedlings were replenished in the field, they were missing piece by piece.

In order to protect the fields, the village used a lot of manpower to patrol, but these people were so hungry that the mountains were bald, and they would steal when the patrols were not looking.

Who is in charge of the fields now, people can't live.

At this time, the weather is hot, and the red sun is drying the population.

Mo Xuan looked at the dry riverbed, which was full of cracks.

The county commander behind him had chapped lips and bloodshots, and his official uniform was like a beggar's suit.

"My lord, Xiaguan really has no choice, the city can't keep these refugees, there is a shortage of manpower, and even Xiaguan hasn't eaten enough for a long time."

The county commander opened his mouth tremblingly, and his eyes were full of bitterness.

Mo Xuan nodded and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty has already learned about this and has already sent two pieces of disaster relief silver, and the manpower will arrive later."

Mo Xuan didn't expect the disaster here to be so serious.

A few of them came quickly, and there were scholars and men sent behind them.

Scholars are familiar with geology, and hope to find groundwater and drill a few deep wells.

Now that he had arrived, Mo Xuan hurriedly distributed some of the grain he brought, sent people to make porridge, and gave porridge in several fixed places.

At the same time, he took the two of them to get acquainted with their surroundings, and the rest were sent by him to guard the soup kitchen.

If you are hungry for a long time, it is inevitable that someone will make trouble.

The surrounding mountains are bare, there is nothing, and standing on the top of the mountain can quickly see the surrounding environment in a comprehensive way.

Whenever they went to a hill, they would dig a one-meter pit and hold the dirt in their hands.

Not only on the mountain, but also at the bottom of the mountain.

There are no plants on the surface, and they can't tell whether the soil inside contains water or not.

In two days, the two ran many places, but the soil quality was similar.

The next day, when the army arrived, they did not have time to rest, and immediately began to prepare.

In order not to burden the county, everyone brought their food, and everyone could only eat most of their food.

The situation here is so serious that no one knows if they can dig a deep well, so you have to save food and you will inevitably go hungry.

Mo Xuan discussed with geologists and thought that Mo Xuan's method was feasible, but did not encounter a slightly moist soil, and immediately decided to increase all the soil pits by one meter.

Mo Xuan and the others also found that there was a place where the soil was a little damp, and the scholars took a look there first.

The rest of the people are still digging holes everywhere.

After another five days, the second batch of relief grain from the capital arrived.

Mo Xuan also wrote an excerpt to the emperor, knowing that someone was hiding the local disaster, and almost made the disaster worse, and there would not be so many victims by then.

The emperor was furious and directly beheaded the officials involved in the case to show the public, and added silver taels and grain for disaster relief.

In just a few days, everyone was in a dark circle, and there was no underground river in the place where they were last time.

Two more were found, and construction began at the same time as the digging of wells began.

One is in the mountains, the other is in a valley.

The place on the mountain was added by Mo Xuanli against public opinion, and everyone thought that there could be no underground river on the mountain, but the land where it was taken was the wettest.

So Mo Xuan wanted to take a gamble.

At this time, Mo Xuan did not wear an official uniform, but wore a sweat-absorbing linen cloth and dug a well with everyone.

The machine that digs the well is naturally stronger than the human, but it is inseparable from people.

By this time, the well had already been dug for five meters.

"My lord, it's not out of the water yet, should we continue?"

Mo Xuan reached out and grabbed the dirt, and was silent for a few seconds, this was the soil dug from a depth of five meters, slightly wetter than before.

Mo Xuan threw the dirt from his hand, "Dig, keep digging." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Even if others complained, they couldn't say anything and had to continue.

After noon, someone from another place came to report, "Report to your Excellency, another well has been dug to eight meters, and the soil suddenly becomes soft and sandy, and the scholar advises to give up." ”

Mo Xuan sighed slightly in his heart, how much he wanted to hear the good news?

"Sure, tell them to rest for half a day and continue tomorrow!"

"Yes, sir!"

Mo Xuan was still firmly staring at the well in front of him, and he could only hope for this well now.

At this time, just eight meters later, someone brought the earth up, and he and a scholar hurriedly surrounded it.

"My lord, the soil quality has not changed!"

Scholars are indescribably disappointed, I wonder if there is really an underground river here, after digging for so long, the soil quality of eight meters and five meters is about the same.

Either the underground river is deeper, or there is no one here at all.

Mo Xuan still said, "Keep digging!" ”

Many people sighed, I don't know why adults are so persistent, and they must dig deep wells on this mountain.

Seeing that he had reached twelve meters, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the well, "The water is out, the water is out!" ”

The sound of the urn was angry, but it shocked everyone's hearts.

"Haha, my lord, it's out of the water."

"My lord, there really is a deep well here."