Jiujiang Prefecture
As soon as I arrived in Jiujiang Prefecture,
What Zhu Xiongying saw was a world of purgatory, with the smell of water mixed with the smell of rotting corpses hitting his face.
Although the rain has stopped, the flood has not completely subsided. The water in the city is still as deep as a calf.
Moreover, when I stepped into the water, there were several inches of mud at the bottom, making it extremely difficult to walk.
The entire Jiujiang Prefecture is like a dead city. The surviving refugees kneel in front of their disaster houses with dull expressions.
There were no hysterical cries, only faint sobs, weeping like ghosts,
In the face of natural disasters, human beings are so insignificant.
The three people traveling with His Highness also had solemn expressions on their faces.
Anyone with a bit of conscience, how could they not feel uncomfortable when seeing this tragic situation?
Zhu Xiongying gritted his teeth, restrained all his emotions, and mobilized his utmost rationality.
"Xia Yuanji, go to the store right away and help me calculate the food prices.
When I'm done, you can immediately collect food and provide disaster relief. "
Zhu Xiongying took off the Emperor's Sword from his waist and handed it to Xia Yuanji.
"Those who are not convinced will be killed first and then punished."
Xia Yuanji took the Emperor's Sword with both hands, his eyes full of determination, and he nodded heavily.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Then, he turned around and left quickly.
Zhu Xiongying took off the jade pendant from his waist, which was a dragon jade symbolizing the status of the state crown prince, and handed it to Yang Shiqi.
"You have to work harder and go south along the river immediately, starting from Lujiang Mansion.
Under the emperor's edict, all local governor's offices were mobilized to evacuate the victims and move them all to Jiujiang Prefecture. "
Yang Shiqi took Long Yu and didn't understand what the decree meant for a while.
Then he opened his mouth and asked,
"Your Highness, it is too difficult to relocate the victims on a large scale.
What is the purpose of this move? "
If Yang Shiqi doesn't understand what Zhu Xiongying means, he definitely won't be able to do this.
So Zhu Xiong explained in very fast English,
"Look at this waterway, it has been washed out along the way. Whether it is blocked or dredged, the floodwaters have to be discharged. Poyang Lake can no longer store it.
When the lower reaches of the Yangtze River discharge floodwaters into the sea, they will inevitably wash away all the surrounding state capitals along the way, leaving nothing behind but human lives at the very least.
Yang Shiqi, this thing all depends on you. "
Zhu Xiongying looked at Yang Shiqi seriously, his eyes full of trust.
Yang Shiqi's task is definitely the most difficult.
Migrant refugees leave their land and homes and head north, and they have to race against time before the next heavy rain!
In a short period of time, it is necessary to coordinate the various governor's offices and the victims.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of ability this requires.
However, Zhu Xiongying has great confidence in Yang Shiqi,
Yang Shiqi met Zhu Xiongying's gaze and his heart trembled for no reason.
The voice was hoarse and said,
"Yes, Your Highness."
Yang Shiqi turned and patted his horse and left.
The fifth uncle Zhu Xi was standing aside, looking at Zhu Xiongying with admiring eyes.
Natural disasters are merciless, floods are overwhelming,
but,
Zhu Xiongying stands here,
But it is necessary to lift the world up again!
Just like what Zhu Yuanzhang said when he was in the salt factory,
The sky is falling, we are holding on!
Zhu Xiongying paused and looked at Uncle Wu with a wry smile.
"Uncle Five..."
The fifth child, Zhu Ru, nodded solemnly.
He opened his mouth and said,
"I don't know anything else, but I'm good at treating diseases.
When I smell this smell, it means there's an epidemic. I'm going to think of a solution. "
"Thank you Uncle Wu."
Lao Wu shook his head, stretched out his hand and hung it on Zhu Xiongying's shoulder.
After a pause,
Then took two shots.
Lao Wu lives for himself in this life, and it has nothing to do with him what other people do.
However, now he seems to feel something is different.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility,
He had to do something too.
The group of three people dispersed in three directions. Zhu Xiongying looked in the direction of the Jiujiang government and walked over quickly.
...........
Jiujiang Mansion Chen Ji Rice Shop
“How much does one stone of rice cost?!!”
Xia Yuanji couldn't help shouting,
The shopkeeper of Chen Jimi Shop leaned on his chair, picking out his ears with one hand and cracking melon seeds with the other.
It's so comfortable that it gives people the feeling that Jiujiang Prefecture is disaster-free.
"Pooh!"
The shopkeeper spit out the melon seed peels and stretched out his hand.
"Fifty silver, one stone!"
Xia Yuanji was extremely angry and laughed.
In the 15th year of Hongwu, the price of rice ranged from 5 taels to 8 taels per shi. Compared with the price of rice, the price of rice was on average one to 2 taels less.
In the 16th year of Hongwu's reign, after new crops were put into the fields, the price of rice dropped to two taels and one stone, while the price of rice dropped to one liang and one stone.
Xia Yuanji had already guessed it,
In a major disaster, businessmen will definitely hoard goods and raise the price of rice, taking advantage of the disaster to make a fortune.
However, this price increase was completely beyond Xia Yuanji's imagination.
The price of rice has increased fifty times!
Xia Yuanji suppressed his anger and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Now that there are disaster victims all over the country, how can they afford fifty liang and one stone of rice? !
The shopkeeper asked for a high price and had no intention of selling!
Xia Yuanji gritted his teeth and looked at the shopkeeper. He had been dealing with senior officials all day long in the capital, but no senior official was as difficult as the brat in front of him!
"Pooh!"
The shopkeeper spat out the melon seed peels and sprayed them in front of Xia Yuanji. He stood up on the counter and looked at Xia Yuanji with squinted eyes.
"Ouch! Your sword is pretty good!
How about you give me your sword and I'll give you a pound of rice?
In today's world, your stuff can't fill your stomach. "
Xia Yuanji shouted coldly,
"Want this sword?
Haha, are you worthy? ! "
The shopkeeper's face instantly fell.
When there is a disaster, there are desperadoes. In the current Jiujiang Prefecture, all laws are bullshit.
I was extremely hungry, and there was no guarantee that victims would rush in to grab food.
But Chen Ji Shop dared to open its doors to do business carelessly.
I'm just not afraid of you making trouble.
"Boy, let me tell you, there is no official government or court in Jiujiang Mansion now.
If I give you face and you don’t want it, there’s nothing you can do about it. "
The shopkeeper slowly stood up and called the big and powerful clerk to close the shop door.
He is determined to take advantage of others.
Xia Yuanji didn't hesitate when he saw this, drew his sword forward, and pierced the shopkeeper with his bloody sword.
The emperor's sword cuts iron like clay,
Xia Yuanji cut off the head of the shopkeeper who looked horrified with his backhand.
This young servant, not to mention killing, has never even hurt anyone.
He raised his head and roared,
"Why don't you get out of here?!"
The rich and powerful clerks looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what was going on. They were the gangsters from Jiujiang Prefecture.
The shopkeeper was killed in front of them, and the Chen family blamed them, but they couldn't get any better.
After gritting their teeth and thinking for a while, these gangsters opened the door and fled in all directions.
Xia Yuanji's hands trembled wildly and he threw his head on the ground.
What a critical moment just now,
The shopkeeper not only wants to sell goods, but also kills people.
Xia Yuanji couldn't even defeat a single ruffian, let alone five or six.
If Xia Yuanji hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been killed by now.
Xia Yuanji resisted the desire to vomit, wiped the Emperor's Sword with his clothes, sheathed the sword,
He weakly held on to the counter, lowered his head and rummaged through the account books.
After shaking out the ledger,
Xia Yuanji lowered his head and looked over,
Then he looked horrified.
