In the small courtyard of Prince Fu's Mansion, Zhu Youcong was furious at the three people in front of him.
The past year, the third year of Tianqi, was really good. The academy with the title of county school was opened. The palace hired teachers from all over the country with high salaries and recruited one or two thousand students. The harvest in the fields was also good. , the wheat harvest is better than in previous years, and what’s even more gratifying is the sweet potatoes. The highest yield of potatoes per mu has actually reached three thousand kilograms. As a result, no one in Luoyang is planting wheat this year. The little fat man wants to keep his ulterior secret , the by-product of soap production has now become popular all over the Yangtze River. Some businessmen even came to Luoyang directly with a large amount of cash to wait for delivery. This incident actually made King Fu lose some weight. Why? He was busy directing people to move. Warehouse, move money! Zhu Youqu was also honored to be caught as a young man. What was even more unlucky than his unlucky elder brother Zhu Yousong was that he could only sell department stores while he could still make some handicrafts.
Of course, there were worries. In May, the Yellow River burst through the Suiyang area of Xuzhou. Zhu Youcong secretly sent another three hundred thousand taels of gold to the emperor, which gave Emperor Tianqi the confidence to withstand the pressure and announce that Suining County would be exempted from the imperial rule in the first year of Tianqi. In July, He Zhongwei from Luzhou, Annan, invaded Shangsizhou, Guangxi, but was chased and beaten by the governor He Shijin.
Moreover, the shortage of talents also gave Zhu Youcong a headache. Even Zhang Guowei, who Gu Xichou had finally abducted, was sent to Lingshan Guard for preliminary preparations. Many of our ideas have to remain at the stage of making small fuss.
Four years after entering Tianqi, Zhu Youcong felt that life was even more difficult. First, there was an earthquake in Luanzhou, the capital, on February 30th. This time, he was still the one paying for the emperor's affairs. He finally calmed down, and Zhu Youcong's ninth letter The important person's secrets were also sent up, but what was waiting for them was that the Yellow River burst again.
What makes Zhu Youcong angry is that unfortunately the breach occurred in Xuzhou, as if it was a revenge that only flooded 150 miles up and down last time. This time Xuzhou City is flooded with water, the water is 1.3 feet deep, and you can go boating and fishing. "Damn it, what do these bastards from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works do for food all day long? Flooding once is not enough, how about a second time?"
"Little general, calm down..." Gu Xichou has been hanging around in the court for a long time, how could he not know the tricks involved? Even though it was Suiyang that was flooded last time, this time it was Kuishan embankment; but in fact it was the emperor's edict that caused the trouble. .Free money and food for two years. How tempting is this for the gentry in Xuzhou Prefecture? The emperor exempted them from taxes, but they should continue to collect from the common people. Maybe they can take the opportunity to make up more excuses and create a few new names. How many people will get rich if you fish up and down like this!
"Hey... I have suffered so much for the people of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Youcong also knew that getting angry was useless. He was only eleven years old and being angry too much was not good for his growth, and he had to do what he should do. "I will call the government again tomorrow. Five hundred thousand taels of gold, just from..."
"No, General!" Gu Xichou knew what Zhu Youcong wanted to do and what the consequences would be if this continued, so he quickly interrupted Zhu Youcong's words.
"No?" Zhu Youcong was very surprised. This old guy usually rushed to do anything that was beneficial to the people. Why did he jump out and object this time when it was time to provide disaster relief?
"General, you should listen to the results of Chief Jun's last investigation before making a decision!" Gu Xichou felt exhausted mentally and physically when he thought of the news from the investigation, and gradually understood why Zhu Youcong wanted to find another way to cultivate talents.
The person named by Gu Xichou was the scholar who ate and drank at the first Luoyang feast in the second year of Tianqi. His surname was Wang Mingzhizhen. The reason why he was left behind was that he was thick-skinned enough and kept pestering Zhu Youcong;
Because he is proficient in classics and history, and is erudite. Of course, Zhu Youcong will not refuse such talents who come to his door...
Zhu Youcong also knew that without him, Wang Zhizhen would have jumped out when the Qing army surrounded Yangzhou and persuaded Shi Kefa to surrender, took the initiative to make the decision for Shi Kefa and sternly refused to surrender, and wrote the "Answer to Dorgon" that has been praised by future generations.
Then reject the great integration of nationalities,
Wang Zhizhen, who does not follow the trend of history, will be labeled as a certain person and become a victim of Qingqing's iron cavalry. Of course, a tough-boned person will not have a good temper. He stayed in the palace for less than two months and was betrayed by a shameless person.
The little fat boy went to study government affairs with Gu Xichou.
"Yes, my subordinates discovered after many days of visits..." Although Wang Zhizhen was very dissatisfied with the behavior of a certain fat man who cheated and abducted wealthy families while doing practical things for the people, he was still very angry after receiving this task.
It took a lot of effort. Wang Zhizhen, who left Luoyang with fresh clothes and angry horses, almost caught up with the refugees from Somalia in later generations when he came back.
"This, this group..." After listening to Wang Zhizhen's report, Zhu Youcong really couldn't find the words to describe that group of people. Scumbags? He really praised them. It wasn't the emperor's own money, and he didn't feel bad.
A stroke of the pen, enough
A total of 3 million taels of silver were exchanged and transferred. After entering the Ministry of Household Affairs, 200,000 taels were deducted to deduct Suining County taxes. When they came out, they only had 1.8 million taels. As for the one million taels
Is it? It’s all because the weather is too hot.
The money also evaporated. Then I went shopping in Nanjing's household department and another 800,000 taels disappeared. It would be great to say that this million can be distributed, but the fact is that Xuzhou Prefecture only took out 600,000 taels.
After much tossing and turning, I finally got it
Tens of thousands of ordinary people had less than one tael each. The officials later felt that the disaster relief fund of one tael was too shameful, so they kindly asked for help from the people and exchanged it for five buckets of old rice with sediment.
Sent it on.
As for the policy of exempting all kinds of money and food for two years, it has been well publicized and implemented. However... we have to save ourselves after a disaster. Look, parents and officials organized the people to build embankments. If we want to build embankments, people have to eat first.
To ensure food and pay some wages? So, everyone should donate more. Those who have food will contribute food, those who have money will contribute money, and those who have no money or food will contribute! What, the house is flooded and there is no place to live? That’s not simple.
, heaven should be covered and earth should be covered
Bed! Oh, by the way, the emperor has nothing to worry about for his old age, and the whole world belongs to him, so it is right for him to exempt you from taxes; but we gentry from a small family cannot resist it.
, you still have to pay the land rent, do you want to be reasonable? Finally, there is a small request. You see how hard-working officials like us are, shouldn’t we also send some banners and give people a discount?
commendation?
"Think about it, think of a way for me now! If you can't think of anything, go patrol the roof!" Zhu Youcong was so anxious that he was running around in the room. His little head was so angry that he couldn't think of any good ideas. Fortunately,
There are also three punching bags around.
"Move!" The little fat man's threat sometimes works quite well. The three unlucky guys murmured in private for a long time, and finally came up with a solution that was not a solution. This method can temporarily solve the lives of the people who were most severely affected by the disaster.
"Relocation? How to relocate?" Zhu Youcong wondered whether he should hang these three guys at the door to make dried meat. If there is a disaster in some places and the people are relocated, is there any stable place in the entire Ming Dynasty? Simply
Everyone is like the gypsies, just take a caravan and stroll around for fun.
"Yes, move!" Lu Xiangsheng also knew that it was not very reliable, but this was the only way at the moment. Even though Luoyang was their world now and it was in full swing, they had no idea outside of Luoyang. "For now.
The only plan is to move the most severely affected and helpless people to Luoyang first."
"What about those who stay locally?" It would be good to move the orphans and widowed people to Luoyang to take care of them, but Zhu Youcong also knew that the people would not leave their homeland easily until they could no longer survive.
"This... subordinates really have nothing to do!" Lu Xiangsheng also felt a headache. His hands were too short to reach out. Even if he reached out, it would be useless. Didn't you see that people even dare to disobey the emperor's orders?
"Hey... Mr. Wang will work hard again to bring over the old and weak who are homeless and have no one to take care of them!" Zhu Youcong himself couldn't think of a better way, but he couldn't completely ignore it.
The people who stayed in the local area. "If you want to stay, you can secretly give five taels of silver to each household to help them cope with emergencies!" When he said this, Zhu Youcong was helpless. It doesn't take a long time to do good things.
Being sneaky is about to turn you into a thief!
"Mr. Ruiping, after this year's autumn harvest, we will measure out the wasteland that can be cultivated as soon as possible; Jiutai Highway will quickly mobilize manpower to build houses for the people who are coming. I request that when they arrive in Luoyang, no one will go hungry!" Thinking of it!
In the winter of the second year of Tianqi, Zhu Youcong felt sad, but he could no longer let the people suffer like that.