Jiankang, Kuaiji Palace.
It was already Haishi, but the lights in the hall were still brightly lit, and singing, dancing and laughter could be heard outside the hall.
Lanterns were hung on the corridors on both sides of the hall, and the maids were carrying dishes in their hands. The fragrance wafted far away, attracting the guarding warriors to gulp down their saliva.
The great victory in Luoyang shocked the government and the public. Dong Huai brought horses and armor from Qin. The officials praised him for his contribution to Xie An and stabilized the Jin Dynasty.
Sima Daozi, the king of Kuaiji, was so proud that he held wine and celebrated in the palace for three days in a row. Half drunk and half awake, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, he felt as if he was in a heavenly palace.
The lobby of the Shizhong Mansion on the left side of the palace is also brightly lit, and Sima Yuanxian is hosting a banquet for Zhang Fashun, the prefect of Lujiang.
Sima Yuanxian heard that Zhang Fashun was quite strategic and wanted to recruit him to Beijing as the mastermind.
Zhang Fashun is a native of Kuaiji County. He is nearly forty years old and has a handsome face. Following the example of Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty, he is wearing a silk scarf on his head and waving a feather fan in his hand. He is talking eloquently.
"... With the great victory in Luoyang, the king's prestige has been greatly enhanced. The prince can take this opportunity to reuse his close associates, weaken the power of the family, and return the government to the Sima family."
Sima Yuanxian sighed: "What Mr. Wang said is true, but the Wang and Xie families in the court are deeply entrenched and have many clan members and disciples, so it is difficult to shake them. The outer towns have been monopolizing power, and they have been stupid and miserable for a long time. People like Wang Gong who rely on soldiers have clear self-respect. He is a traitor who is causing trouble to the country, and he hates him deeply, but regrets that he has no talented people to help him."
Zhang Fashun made an arc with the feather fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Your Highness, the Sima family has its own talents, why don't you use them. The four brothers of King Qiao are all outstanding people and loyal to the court; King Sima Zunren of Wuling is filial and intelligent, and can serve Lord’s arms.”
Sima Yuanxian nodded repeatedly and said: "Yu has suggested to my father that after the year, General Jianwei (Sima Shangzhi) should move to Zhenjiangzhou and join forces with Yu Kai to guard the upper reaches of Jiankang. In this way, Jingzhou will not be a concern."
Wang Dan, the literature writer of King Langxie, laughed and said: "The words of Governor Zhang are like turning the clouds to see the moon, and the situation is immediately clear. I would like to offer a toast to Governor Zhang."
Wang Dan is a descendant of the Wang family in Langya, and is the nephew of Wang Xuntang, the minister in charge. His father, Wang, is regarded as Taichang.
Sima Yuanxian raised his glass happily and said sincerely: "Sir, I wish you had the opportunity to tell your father, and you will find out later in the year. You are a great talent, why don't you stay in the court to help me? What do you think, sir?"
Zhang Fashun lowered his feather fan, stood up, saluted and said: "I am willing to serve my lord as a dog and horse."
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On December 11, Yang Anxuan returned to Xinxi City, and Hu Cao presented the official documents submitted by various counties.
Yang Anxuan paid special attention to the situation in Ancheng, Pingyu and Nanton counties.
Ancheng County reported that all 16 townships were affected by the disaster, with 16,727 victims, 2,672 hectares of farmland damaged, more than 70 miles of roads and 18 bridges damaged...
Yang Anxuan recalled what he saw when passing through Ancheng County. The damage was not serious, and it was definitely not as serious as stated in the report.
Looking at Pingyu County again, 893 hectares of farmland were reported to have been damaged by the disaster. There were about 4,600 victims. There were still 3,200 shi of corn in the treasury and 52,700 money.
Yang Anxuan secretly praised Ma Bo, the magistrate of Pingyu County, who was indeed a talented person, and the relief gap was not big.
Magistrate Qian of Nanton County reported that 1,246 hectares of farmland were damaged by the disaster, with only 176 dan of grain and more than 12,000 yuan in the warehouse.
Yang Anxuan frowned. He heard Ying Xu say at Ying's house that he had just donated 500 shi of corn two days ago. Where had the food gone?
Calmly, he read the disaster reports from other counties and estimated that the number of victims was around 270,000. Each person consumes four taels of corn per day, which means that the daily requirement is one hundred and eight thousand kilograms, or three thousand kilograms in total. Six hundred stones.
If we count from December 20 to the end of February, it will be a total of seventy days, and we will need about twenty-five shi of food. However, the disasters reported by various counties must be watery. Yang Anxuan felt that if he suppressed them, they could be reduced to about 150,000 dan.
Even so, the food gap was still not small. Yang Anxuan felt his scalp numb and his heart weak. The numbers on the paper involve human lives. Without relief, how many people in the small village south of Pingyu City would have died of cold and starvation, and how many of Old Man Xu's three grandsons could survive.
After handing the official document to Xin He, Yang Anxuan said: "Let's compare it with the results of the inspection. I want to see how many people have committed fraud."
Yang Anxuan sneered. Many people regarded the disaster relief as fat. During the Xinye disaster relief, many people stole the relief food. His father only arrested some people out of sympathy, which made Yang Anxuan deeply regretful. Now that I have the power, I can act according to my heart. If anyone dares to reach out for disaster relief food, I might as well kill him and have his head cut off.
Zou Chen shuddered secretly when he saw Yang Anxuan's ferocious face. He had just heard from Chief Xin's office that Chief Yang's fundraising trip was not going well, so he must not take his anger out on himself.
Chen Ding, the assistant secretary, took the official document into the hall and reported: "The court has an order to order all states, counties, and counties to provide relief to the victims."
The imperial court issues disaster relief orders every year, and whether they are implemented depends on the capabilities of each locality.
After Yang Anxuan read it, he put the official document back on the case, stroking his chin and pondering for a while, and said: "Chen Shuzuo, please notify us and discuss disaster relief in the hall tomorrow. Zou Hucao, please lead the people to clean up the grain depot and do a good job." Prepare."
On December 12, Yang Anxuan convened officials in the government office to discuss disaster relief.
First, Zou Chen read through the disaster damage and number of victims reported by each county. Yang Anxuan typed on the list and asked: "There are nearly 200,000 victims. The relief food needs 200,000 dan. Where will it come from?"
The officials on both sides were like wood-plastic clay tires, bowing their heads and saying nothing. Many people know that there is water in this number. Children who cry will get milk. According to the custom, if you report more, you can get more when the time comes to divide the pie.
"The imperial court has ordered the prefectures and counties to provide disaster relief without any delay." Yang Anxuan said: "Publish the list and inform the people that disaster relief will begin on December 15th and will end at the end of February. According to the quota of four taels of millet per person per day, , half the price for children under ten years old.”
Four taels of corn were boiled into porridge, which was barely enough to survive. Yang Anxuan could only do this.
Hu Cao Zou Chen gritted his teeth and reported: "Master Yang, there are only 12,000 stones of corn in the treasury. How can we provide disaster relief?"
"I have sent people to raise food, and it will be delivered in the next few days. Let the counties use their stocks first, and the money and food for disaster relief will be distributed before the end of the year."
Yang Anxuan patted the reports reported by the counties and said: "The disaster damage reported by each county is often exaggerated. We will verify it after the follow-up reports. Chief Xin's Office, you send a document to each county and tell them to re-assess the victims." List, if anyone is found guilty of falsification, he will be dismissed from office."
Many people couldn't hide the smiles on their lips. With such a large amount of relief food, just grabbing a handful of it would be very profitable.
"We will no longer provide porridge for this disaster relief." Yang Anxuan's words attracted everyone's attention. "Food will be distributed directly. Each household will receive food for ten days at a time, and they will sign and sign. The county will send the food to the township, and the township will send the food to the village. The village will recommend three chiefs. Count the people who receive the corn, and let each person who receives the corn draw a pledge, and whoever makes a mistake will be slapped with a slap in the face."
Yang Anxuan said sternly: "Disaster relief plans are posted everywhere, and the government sends officials to the villages to read them out to make sure every household is aware of them. The Yu Hui will send people to the villages to ask. If anyone doesn't know, the person who made the announcement will be whipped forty times."
When Xinye provided disaster relief, it would be good if half of the food went into the mouths of the people. Yang Anxuan knew that if he did not severely punish and punish people, the disaster relief food would only enrich corrupt officials.
He slapped the table hard and said: "I know that disaster relief is an opportunity for some people to make a fortune. Officials are as clean as water and officials are as smooth as oil. There are very few people who plan to deduct money, pass off inferior goods, falsely list names, etc. There are so many ways to do it.”
Yang Anxuan sneered and said: "As you said before, if you are found guilty of embezzlement during this disaster relief operation, you will be fined ten times the amount of your family property if it is less than 10 shi. Dismissal from office; if someone embezzles more than five hundred shi, the officials will raid his home and escort him to court officials for questioning. As for the others, it will be up to you whether you are tough or my sword is sharp."
After saying a few words, everyone in the lobby felt a chill on the back of their necks, and many people shivered.
"These words are also written into official documents, and are made known to all county officials. They are also spread to the common people when they are preached, and the people are allowed to complain to the government offices. Anyone who dares to disobey Yu's wishes will not be blamed for Yu's words when punished. I won't tell you." Yang Anxuan said with murderous intent.
Xin He swallowed his saliva and said dryly: "Master Yang, the court has laws to punish corruption. The punishment you mentioned is a bit harsh. I'm afraid the censor will be impeached after learning about it."
Yang Anxuan knew that Xin He had good intentions, but he didn't know that a big chaos was coming and the court would have no time to take care of itself, so how could he worry about such a trivial matter. Yang Anxuan wants to take this opportunity to win over the people of Runan and build his foundation.
Xin He smiled bitterly. Money and silk are very attractive to people. There must be someone who will tamper with the disaster relief food. If this is really true, many officials in Runan will probably be killed by the sword.
Yang Anxuan saw that everyone in the hall was afraid, sneered or disapproved, and remembered something and said: "Xinji Office, when you ask the counties to re-report the disaster losses, let them raise the money and food on their own to make up for it. If it is found out that someone is falsely reporting , then the magistrates of each county will perform the surgery first."
Xin He was shocked. He and Yang Anxuan went to Ancheng and Nandun. The Zhou family in Ancheng donated 300 shi of grain, and the Ying family of Nandun donated 500 shi. Neither of these two counties were recorded when they reported their inventory. While I am waiting for my next article, I might as well warn these two counties.
Yang Anxuan continued, "Some people probably think that since Yu is in charge of Xinxi, it is impossible to inspect the counties. They are right. Yu alone cannot control the fifteen counties in Runan. However, Yu will bring thousands of soldiers with him, and Yu will send them to Go visit Yu everywhere. It is said that there are three fires for new officials when they take office. You must not be burned to death by Yu's fire."
All the officials in the hall were horrified, and many people wailed silently. This trick was too powerful. Thousands of eyes and ears, coupled with widespread publicity, allowing people to appeal and many other methods, it is better to forget about the food relief this time and don't do anything.
Xin He led the crowd and bowed and said: "Servants don't dare. We must abide by the law and provide relief to the victims."
Yang Anxuan nodded and said: "There will be punishment for faults, and rewards for merit. If you all work hard, you will be fooled and you will be rewarded based on your merits."
After leaving the Yamen, Xin He followed Yang Anxuan to the inner hall and persuaded earnestly: "Master Yang, the punishment you just mentioned is against the law of the court. I'm afraid someone will report it to the Censor's Office, especially the death penalty. How can I do it lightly without the approval of the Tingwei? Mr. Yang, please think twice."
Yang Anxuan smiled and said: "Brother Xin, don't worry, Yu is aware of it. As for the death penalty, it needs the approval of the Tingwei, so he will be put into prison first to be executed."
Xin He remembered that Chief Yang was a favorite of the King of Kuaiji, and that the King of Kuaiji would take care of things for him if something went wrong, so he stopped trying to persuade him.
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