Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh is not optimistic
"It's August 14th?"
Liu Mingzhi pondered slightly and looked at Longwu Guards Captain Jiang Lei on the side: "Jiang Lei, give me the map!"
"It's my lord!"
Liu Mingzhi stared at the map for a moment and sighed: "Go and invite General Cheng. I have something to tell you!"
"Got the order!"
"Xiao Qing!"
Qinglian lifted the curtain from the carriage and looked at her husband doubtfully: "Master Liu, what's wrong?"
In order to avoid suspicion, Liu Mingzhi had to ask Qinglian to change her title. Otherwise, it would be quite contrary to etiquette to bring her family members with her during disaster relief!
"Pack your bags and take all your belongings with you. Let's ride a horse and go do something!"
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away!"
"My lord, the last general Cheng Kai has met your lord!"
Seeing Longwuwei General Cheng Kai and Liu Mingzhi pointing to the route on the map and giving instructions softly, Cheng Kai nodded from time to time.
"In short, no one is allowed to enter the city without an order from me. First, I sent five hundred people into several groups. The brothers of Long Wuwei went to the states under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou Prefecture in disguise to investigate the situation, especially how the governors of several state capitals dealt with the locust plague.
The matter must be investigated thoroughly, and no exaggeration or jealousy is allowed, and no concealment is allowed."
"The general will get the order!"
"Pay attention to the private conversations of the people. What they say is more convincing than what we see. Public opinion cannot be falsified! Go and pass the order!"
"I will finally retire!"
Liu Mingzhi took out the memorial from Qingzhou Prefecture from his arms and looked through it carefully. It said that the locust plague was not a serious problem for the people of Qingzhou Prefecture. Of course Liu Mingzhi was willing to see the scene described in the memorial, but he didn't quite believe it.
The reason why the disaster relief work has been delayed for so long has to do with this memorial from Qingzhou Prefecture.
In this case, why did the emperor let him go to Qingzhou Mansion with the memorial? He also transported 100,000 shi of food. He didn't believe that there was no way to kill Liu Mingzhi.
"Oh, if another whitewash of peace happens, the people will suffer in the end! I hope the human blood steamed buns won't happen!"
"Third brother, what's going on? Why are these orders you gave so weird!"
Liu Mingzhi handed the memorial to Song Qing: "The locust plague clearly had its symptoms before we went to the Kingdom of Jin, but if you look at the content of the letter written by the governor of Qingzhou Prefecture in this memorial, it is completely inconsistent with common sense. Otherwise,
In May, the disaster relief officials of the imperial court should have rushed to Qingzhou, and it was not our turn at all. However, because of the content of this memorial, it was handed over to the Tong Xiang after the six departments reviewed it, and the Tong Xiang presented it to His Majesty, which caused a delay.
Around the month, everything is caused by the people living and working in peace and contentment. If nothing is really wrong, why did your majesty ask us to escort 100,000 dan of grain and grass to Qingzhou? I doubt it."
Song Qing held the memorial in his hand: "The officials of Qingzhou Prefecture pretended to be peaceful, but your Majesty's spies found out the truth!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded heavily: "Yes, but I prefer to believe that the words in the memorial are true, but there are too many unreasonable things about this disaster relief. Think about it since the establishment of Dalong by Shang Fang Zhan Ma Jian,
Never have you ever had such a right!"
Liu Mingzhi handed the imperial edict in his backpack to Song Qing: "Below the fourth rank also includes the fourth rank, and the governor of Xiazhou happens to be the fourth rank!"
Song Qing was also a little shocked when he saw the content of the imperial edict: "Since ancient times, officials of the sixth grade and fourth grade officials must be handed over to Dali Temple, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Yushitai for trial before they can be convicted. This is your Majesty's decree."
"Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, I think we are not going to provide disaster relief, but to clean up the mess!"
"You mean the locust plague has broken out in Qingzhou Prefecture?"
"It's ten thousand, otherwise it would be too unreasonable. We should go to disaster relief in May, so why delay it until the end of June? It's almost July. The one hundred thousand shi of food is also unreasonable. This time we have to give Qingzhou Mansion
It’s shaking the world!”
“My God, these local officials are so audacious just to keep the chair under their butts!”
"Master Liu, you have packed up and are ready to go at any time!"
Qinglian got out of the carriage and stood happily with a luggage on her back!
Liu Mingzhi pointed his horse whip at Qinglian: "You see, this is the most vivid example. Is it because Qingzhou Prefecture has bad feng shui and has created these corrupt officials who are eating corpses? I hope I am overthinking it!"
Qinglian looked at her husband blankly, not knowing what he meant.
"Master Liu, the fast horse is ready!"
Longwu Guard Captain Jiang Lei came over on horseback, holding Xiong Jian's Turkic war horse in his hand.
"Now that you're done, tell General Cheng that everything should be done in accordance with the established orders and there should be no delay!"
"Got the order!"
"Xiaoqing, can you ride a horse?"
Qinglian looked a little embarrassed and looked at her husband in a low voice: "I can't ride well, I can't afford a horse, so I just use Qinggong to travel!"
Liu Mingzhi handed the horse rein to Song Qing: "Brother, you have two horses, and Xiaoqing and I have one horse. Let's go to Jinling first, and then to Qingzhou Mansion!"
"Jinling? Why go to Jinling?"
Liu Mingzhi sighed a little absently: "I'm going to pay homage to an old friend. Don't worry, I will definitely arrive at Qingzhou Mansion a day early. Our horses are much faster than the large group of people!"
Song Qing shrugged: "You are the imperial envoy. Everyone must listen to you. Just do whatever you say!"
Liu Mingzhi stretched out his hand to Qinglian: "Get on the horse!"
Qinglian smiled faintly and stretched out her jade hand to put on her husband's wrist. She turned over and sat on the horse. Liu Mingzhi tightly held Qinglian's waist and pinched the horse's belly. Fengxing led Liu Dashao and his wife.
Walk away.
Song Qing, who was left eating dirt, walked away behind him.
Song Qing looked at the popular Young Master Liu depressedly: "Grandma, I have already planted the seeds. Sooner or later, I will harvest a bloody horse. Let's see how arrogant you are!"
He led another fast horse and chased him.
The three of them rushed to Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River without stopping.
Looking at the familiar city wall, Liu Mingzhi sighed, and regardless of sighing, he rode slowly on horseback and entered the city gate.
"Husband, are you homesick?"
Qinglian clung tightly to her husband's chest and looked up at her husband, who looked a little downcast.
Song Qing sneered from the side: "Brother and sister, you underestimate the third brother too much. He won't go out of his way to come back just because he misses home."
Liu Mingzhi did not defend himself, got off his horse, bought ingots, candles, paper money and other items to commemorate the dead, and slowly left the city.
Passing by the Qinhuai River, Liu Mingzhi glanced at the bustling Penglai Pavilion with a gloomy look on his face, tightened his horse's belly and hurried out of the city.
"call"
Under the confused looks of Song Qing and Qing Lian, Liu Mingzhi got off his horse and walked to the lonely grave that was overgrown with weeds.
Qinglian got off her horse and walked over: "Husband, what is this?"
Liu Mingzhi shook his head with a low expression: "An old friend!"
He took out the huozhezi, placed the memorial items one by one, and lit them.
Liu Mingzhi tidied the weeds on the lonely grave and sighed: "Sister Ruyi, how are you doing after a year? Brother Liu said that he would come to visit your grave every year, but tomorrow is your death anniversary. Brother Liu
You won’t blame me for coming a day early, right? I can’t help it, brother is too busy, I will definitely visit your grave on time in the future!”
"Brother came in a hurry. He didn't prepare anything good to eat or drink. He only had some paper money, so don't dislike it. But he brought something that you will definitely be happy about. He has been looking forward to it for a long time!"
"Brother, Shang Fang Zhan Ma Jian!"
Song Qing directly threw Shang Fang's horse-killing sword to Liu Mingzhi. Liu Mingzhi took the sword and inserted it on Ruyi's grave: "Kill people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay back money. The eldest brother said that he would personally use Shang Fang's horse-killing sword to kill Jiang."
Mom and those thugs will put heads on their necks to pay homage to your spirit in heaven, soon, soon!"
A gust of breeze came and circled around Liu Mingzhi. I don’t know whether it was the sound of the wind from nature or the sound of the wind.
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and took off Shang Fang's horse-killing sword: "Go to Qingzhou!"