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Chapter 268: White Disaster

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was heavy snow.

There are light feathers all over the sky, snow-covered plains, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting. It is a good time to enjoy the snow. Literati and poets have a banquet with delicacies, and there are hundreds of stories about romantic and talented people fighting for wine.

Maybe there will be poems that will last forever and be passed down as legends thousands of years later.

But Liu Xiang was not in the mood to appreciate it. In his eyes, it was more than two feet of snow that had accumulated overnight. It continued to fall after dawn, and it had become a snow disaster. The barbarians outside the Great Wall called this a white disaster.

How big is the scope of this snow? How many people's houses have been crushed? Will traffic be cut off? How many people are affected by the natural disaster? How much manpower and material resources are needed for disaster relief?

We cannot wait for the officials below to report these issues, we must take the initiative to understand them.

In the early morning, Tiqi was sent out to contact various places to check the disaster situation. Officials of all sizes in Zhuo County and the surrounding generals were also tormented by him.

"Looking at the situation, the snowstorm has arrived. Si Xuan and the thieves have all moved to check the damage of the people. The damaged houses have been arranged to stay together and told them not to panic. They will help them repair them after the spring begins. The undamaged organizations

Manpower was used to clear the snow from the roof.”

He drove out the county officials like dogs.

"Wang Xing, send people to various workshops to see the damage and organize craftsmen to help themselves. Gather the carpenters in Zhuo County to make snowshoes and sleds. Let the craftsmen come over and I will teach him how to do it."

Don't be lazy as a supervisor, Wang Xing took the work officer, and Chief Cao was also assigned a task.

"Cui Yi, when you organize soldiers to help with disaster relief, you must strictly observe military discipline and do not take the opportunity to steal or rob. Otherwise, you will be severely punished. Tell the sergeants and soldiers that they were originally civilians. What they wear and what they eat are all supported by the common people.

A person must live up to his conscience. Anyone who feels dissatisfied and complains will be removed from the military regardless of his rank."

"General, I will obey the order." Cui Yi and others took the order and left.

Liu Xiang sat quietly in the office, waiting for reports from various places.

There are four battalions of Xiaoqi, Yueqi, Shooting, and Light Chariots stationed around Zhuoxian County, with 10,200 regular soldiers. With their participation, disaster relief in Zhuoxian County will be very fast. But will the sergeants of the army be willing to take advantage of the opportunity?

He didn't feel confident about stealing.

Although the Anping Army has always emphasized military discipline and has never harassed the people, the ancient army is not a people's army. If they are asked to brave the wind and snow to provide disaster relief, there will always be some people who are unwilling to do so.

Let's take a look at what kind of army he has brought out through his words and deeds.

Light gray clouds cover the earth, and the goose-feather-like heavy snow never stops. The wind started to blow in the morning, and the temperature is still dropping. The strong wind is blowing the snowflakes, whining strangely, and is rampant on the earth. This kind of climate is unique in the Northeast region.

The proper noun is called white-haired wind, which is called snowstorm in meteorology.

Liu Xiang was furious. Why was it raining so much? To show his presence? He knew that the cold wave was coming and it might snow, but he really didn't expect it to be so heavy. He just thought that people would have more food in their homes and briquettes would be convenient.

If you store it, it won't be a big deal.

As a result, I was caught off guard.

The climate is as bad as a dog's day, and the ice age is like a fool's errand.

He muttered nonsensically: "Oh my God, if you keep doing this, something big will happen. Give me some face and go down somewhere else. There is water shortage in the northwest. Wouldn't it be better for you to go down there? We don't need so many in the northeast."

Zhao Yun, Dian Wei and others felt that their lord cared about the people and admired him in their hearts.

Zhao Jing's brain circuit was extremely strange. He thought that his lord was keeping in touch with the outside world and must not be disturbed. The government servant who reported the news was stopped by him at the door and did not dare to approach.

Liu Xiang shouted angrily: "What are Zhao Jing doing? If you don't let him come over, do you want to be whipped?"

This guy is crazy. He actually dared to block disaster relief communications at this time. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He pointed at the door and yelled: "Go and get ten lashes yourself. If the punishment is light, you will be punished double with the executioner."

"Lord, I've made a mistake, don't be angry." Zhao Jing begged for mercy with a bitter face.

Dian Wei winked at him with pleasure, it was just ten lashes, he didn't think it was a big deal.

Zhao Yun began to advise: "My lord, please don't be impatient. All ministries have begun to provide disaster relief, and everything still needs to be controlled by your lord. If your lord is unstable, the people below will be in panic. Although natural disasters are serious, they are not as dangerous as battle formations. Don't be too nervous, just be orderly."

Just rescue me."

"Zilong's golden words, I have written them down." Liu Xiang nodded, calmed down the anxiety in his heart, looked at Zhao Jing who was still standing at the door, he couldn't open his mouth about blocking communications, and said angrily:

"You don't even want to receive the whip, but you dare to block communications. You have been confused all day long about what you can do and what you can't do. Can't you tell the difference? This is a small punishment but a big warning. Let's improve your memory.

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"only."

Zhao Jing was startled and broke into a cold sweat. Then he realized that although he had only blocked the door, blocking communications without permission and isolating the inside and outside without orders was a serious crime that could kill his head. In other words, the Lord was gracious and was only punished with ten lashes.

, I was terrified for a while.

Not to mention that Zhao Jing went to the military commander to receive the whipping. The government officials who reported the news were a little panicked. They all said that the general was strict in running the army. Today he was able to show his true seal. The guard was whipped just for blocking him for a moment. This military law is really enforced.

Strict.

Seeing Liu Xiang looking at him, the officer who reported the news was startled, and he hurriedly saluted and reported: "Qi... General Qi, I am the commander of Division Xuan. After inspecting the county town, eighty-three houses were damaged, and four hundred houses were damaged.

Sixty-two people were affected by the disaster, more than 100 suffered frostbite, and seven were injured. No deaths have been found so far. All personnel have been handed over to the magistrate of Zhuoxian County."

Hearing this number, Liu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. Zhuoxian County is a big city, and the workshop area has been specially expanded. There are nearly 100,000 people living in the city, and only more than 400 people were affected by the disaster. This ratio is really not large.

It seems that adobe houses can still be trusted. Fortunately, they started to be promoted the year before last, and most people in Youzhou County have built adobe houses.

Fortunately, if we still live in thatched huts and thatched huts, I don't know what kind of miserable scene it would be if we encountered such a big snow disaster.

I'm afraid the bodies will have to be pulled out one by one.

Now we are waiting for the thief Cao to report on the situation of various rural pavilions outside the city. Most of the people in the countryside live in underground cellars. They do not have city walls to block the wind, so they prefer semi-underground buildings that are warmer.

This thing should be more adaptable to heavy snow than an adobe house? After all, it is a house specially designed to keep out the cold in the north, so its performance should not be worse.

The remoteness of the countryside and the white-haired wind made it difficult to see clearly and make it difficult to travel. It was not until noon that people from the countryside near the county town came back one after another. The underground cellar lived up to expectations and there was no collapse. However, some doors and windows were blocked, so they could be dug out.

OK, there were no casualties in the house.

However, there are basically no huts left. They were all crushed and blown down, and the roofs of some adobe houses were collapsed. Fortunately, most people live in underground cellars. There are not many people affected by the disaster in each township, and nearby households can accommodate them.

When there are more people, there is always something different. Some people think that the underground cellars are like tombs, and they can't live or die. Those who imitate the adobe houses built in the city are fine, but some don't even build adobe houses and just live in the houses passed down from their ancestors.

Inside the hut.

For these people, Liu Xiang basically let them go their own way. They should cultivate the land and pay taxes. He also knew that a good life was not easy, knew how to be grateful, and had no intention of opposing him. Because his living habits were regulated, then

That's too much.

Anyway, you are not the one who is suffering from the cold. If they want to huddle in the grass nest, just do as they please.

No one thought that there would be a white disaster in Youzhou. It was a natural disaster that only occurred in the Mobei grassland.

The rewards around Zhuoxian County are increasing, and Liu Xiang feels more and more relaxed. From one county to another, he knows that Youzhou has not been in vain, so won't the results come out?

very nice!

The people of Youzhou can bear this level of losses without much suffering, and all counties can be stable.

As long as the Han people can stay stable, there will be no big problems in Youzhou.

Now it's time to think about other things.

He is not the one who suffered the disaster. Xianbei, Fuyu, and Goguryeo, which are close to Liaodong, are estimated to also suffer from the White Disaster. Liu Xiang doesn't care how many people died, but will they come to rob after the disaster? The barbarians will come when the disaster occurs.

Robbing Han people is their tradition and their way of survival.

We must be more vigilant.

There is another problem, that is, the Wuhuan, Xiutu, and Xianbei tribes who have surrendered to themselves. The White Disaster has had a huge impact on the animal husbandry industry. Their lives cannot be described as bad. After the White Disaster, they are likely to starve to death.

In order to prevent them from causing chaos and to win over people's hearts, I had to do something.

After all, the more difficult it is, the more likely it is to win people's hearts.


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