The fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The weather is cold and gloomy.
Even colder than the weather is the atmosphere in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
It will arrive at Mao hour (five o'clock in the morning.)
The lobby of Jingzhao Mansion was already filled with officials.
Under the light of candlelight.
The officials had lingering sadness on their tired faces.
The weather changed drastically last night.
More than 4,000 people froze to death outside the four walls of Chang'an City.
If it were in the past, it would be too normal for more than 4,000 people to die overnight.
But don’t forget, that was the past!
Since Xu Yi took over as Jing Zhaoyin.
The number of casualties outside the city dropped off a cliff every day.
In recent days, the number of casualties and victims has even been controlled to less than 500.
But now, overnight, it's back to the past again.
However, the officials of Jingzhao Mansion have already tried their best!
Be it the supplies purchased in the past few days or the supplies "donated" by ordinary people or large commercial banks.
As long as they can keep out the cold, they will always transport them to various gathering places for disaster victims as soon as possible.
But even so, it's still not enough.
Anyone who tries his best and gets such a result will not feel good deep down.
After the desk case.
Xu Yi slowly stood up and looked at the officials below, saying in a deep voice: "You have already tried your best, there is no need to blame yourself."
As soon as these words came out, more than 80% of the officials in the lobby instantly had red eyes.
No matter what, at least Xu Yi saw their efforts.
Xu Yi walked around the table and said in a deep voice: "Disaster relief is a protracted battle, and a temporary defeat is nothing."
"I know you feel uncomfortable in your heart, and I feel uncomfortable too."
"But, being uncomfortable won't solve the problem! If you guys lose your fighting spirit at this time."
"Without waiting until dark, more than five thousand victims will die due to the sudden change in weather."
"If it continues like this, it won't be long before corpses are everywhere outside Chang'an City again."
The words are over.
All the officials in Jingzhao Mansion looked dull.
They all understand the truth, but the problem is that it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw!
How can they work hard without supplies? Is it possible that quilts, cotton-padded clothes, tents, etc. can appear out of thin air?
The head clerk of the household department wiped his wet eyes.
He raised his hands and said, "Sir, we don't want to lose our fighting spirit, but...but now, there are no quilts, cotton clothes, tents, iron stoves, or charcoal."
Xu Yi looked calmly and said, "You don't need to worry about the relief supplies. I will go and raise them myself."
"Now, all you need to do is rest! Be mentally prepared to fight again!"
The words are over.
Xu Yi looked deeply at the officials below.
All the officials present were awake all day and night.
If this continues, Xu Yi will not be able to raise enough supplies.
The officials fell first!
Xu Yi's eyes stayed on Kaiyuan and ordered: "Arrange the resting place for everyone, and we will talk about everything after I come back!"
The words are over.
Xu Yi strode out of the lobby.
In an instant, countless pairs of tired eyes looked deeply at the figure moving forward firmly.
For some reason, everyone was extremely panicked at this moment.
It was as if a huge stone suddenly appeared in my heart that I couldn't bear.
Everyone stayed up all day and all night, why not Xu Yi?
"Sir! I'll go with you!" The head clerk, who was over fifty years old, took a deep breath, shouted, and then chased out of the lobby with staggering steps.
"I am coming too!"
"And I!"
"Count me in!"
"We can't let the adults shoulder everything for us!"
"Yes! If the Ministry of Household Affairs does not allocate supplies to keep out the cold today, I will kneel to death at the door of the household today!"
"Count me in! I'm an old bone! I've been confused for half my life! I've lost my moral character for half my life! I finally want to be a good person and accumulate some moral character! It belongs to his grandma! Whoever stops me! I will fight with anyone!"
In an instant, a fire seemed to be lit in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
One after another, Jingzhao Mansion officials stepped out of the lobby excitedly.
Young or old, good or bad before.
At this moment, they are of the same mind.
...
The sky outside the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion was gray.
The cold wind penetrated the cotton-padded clothes, scraped through the flesh and blood, and penetrated into the bone marrow.
Xu Yi turned around and looked at the tired faces behind him.
Listen to their heartfelt shouts.
Unknowingly, his eyes became slightly moist.
Xu Yi bowed his hands deeply and said with a smile: "Gentlemen, please go back. Hubu is not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I can come as I go."
The words are over.
Xu Yi looked at Kai Yuan at the door of the lobby.
Zhang Yuan sighed in his heart and dissuaded loudly: "You should listen to your Majesty and rest for now! Otherwise, even if your Majesty has raised the supplies, there will be no one to distribute them, which will make it even more troublesome."
"What's more, you are a prince. Even if you lend ten courages to the household department, they would not dare to make things difficult for you."
After Kaiyuan Yuan’s earnest dissuasion.
Xu Yi stepped off the platform with unusually firm steps.
Zhang Kaiyuan was right, the Ministry of Revenue did not dare to make things difficult for him.
However, Tobe can play ball.
It’s not like Jingzhao Mansion has never requested material support from the Ministry of Household Affairs in the past.
But every time he was kicked around like a ball.
In short, he said, "We are also worried about the victims, but the household department is not rich either."
...
...
In the biting cold wind, more than ten riders left Jingzhao Mansion and ran straight towards the square gate.
As soon as Fang walked out of the workshop, an unusually beautiful lightning flashed across the gray sky.
After a few breaths, rumbling thunder exploded in the sky.
It is going to rain.
Xu Yi's heart sank and he loudly ordered: "The target is Anxingfang! Everyone, follow me! Don't fall behind!"
The words are over.
Xu Yi hit the whip with a heavy wave of his hand, and the war horse ran wildly towards the outside of the square in pain.
When Zhao Shou and others saw this, they waved their whips wildly without hesitation.
In an instant, more than ten riders were running wildly on the deserted streets.
House seemingly endless rain.
The inexplicably cold weather and the upcoming heavy rain disrupted Xu Yi's original plan.
If the weather hadn't suddenly turned cold, the several workshops outside Xuanping Gate would have officially started work in less than three days.
At that time, the most important step in disaster relief can be implemented - work-for-relief!
By then, it won't take long to deal with most of the Guanzhong victims.
As early as several dynasties ago, some people had already used this method.
But why did no one use this move in the Zhou Dynasty nearly a thousand years later?
It is not that no one in the Zhou Dynasty mentioned the use of work for relief.
But the operability is too low.
Often once it is brought up, it will be met with countless ridicules.
As for the reason, it is very simple.
The food reserves in ordinary cities are not enough to support work-for-relief.
If food is transported from other places, should it be transported by water? The river course changes, the water level drops, take the overland route? Just based on current road conditions.
Transporting one hundred shi of grain, people ate what the horses chewed along the way. It would be a blessing to be able to have thirty shi left after arriving at the destination!
Moreover, these thirty stones of food still need to be established
When no one reaches out along the way!
And this is just the most obvious reason.
Even if we don't take into account the losses, if we want to work for relief, the difficulty is as high as the sky.
First of all, food cannot appear out of thin air. To put it bluntly, "relief for work" means using the country's surplus materials to support local areas.
But others are rich and have a surplus, and you want others to selflessly take out the surplus food they have accumulated for many years just by relying on an imperial edict?
This is simply nonsense!
As for forcing local governments to collect it?
Based on the current situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if the local officials push too hard, it won't be long before the great Zhou Dynasty's territory will be ignited one after another!
Secondly, even if a large amount of food is obtained.
How to distribute it is also a big problem.
After all, the victims in Guanzhong were not just one or two, but hundreds of thousands!
Therefore.
Xu Yifang started making preparations after taking over as Jing Zhaoyin.
Kill Han Tong, erect two monuments, compete with aristocratic families, compete with Emperor Zhengde, destroy the Feng family of Qingzhou, and wipe out more than 20 trading houses backed by big trees.
Taking advantage of the imperial edict and pretending to be a tiger, they forced large aristocratic families to hand over their hoarded supplies.
The picture is nothing more than to solve the first problem - money and food!
In addition, officials from the Jingzhao Prefecture were recruited, three ministries and one academy were integrated, and donations from the people were used to bring together the officials and the Imperial Academy students.
The purpose is nothing more than to accumulate the underlying strength for disaster relief!
If we follow Xu Yi's plan.
After purchasing the first batch of goods today, a work-for-relief program will begin, and even more! He even built a workshop!
After Yao Silian invited Lu Zaizhong, he summoned the literati and scholars of Chang'an City in the name of Jia Jingzhao Mansion.
After a few days of simple running-in.
He then entrusted all matters in the city to Lu Zaizhong and Yao Silian.
He himself walked out of Chang'an City with hundreds of students from the Imperial College, as well as officials from Jingzhao Mansion and 90% of the government officials.
Implement comprehensive cash-for-work programs!
But no matter what, man’s calculation is not as good as God’s calculation.
A sudden cold snap completely disrupted his plan.
However, everything has two sides, a blessing in disguise?
...
"Crack!"
"Boom!"
The sky in Chang'an City became darker and darker.
Lightning bolts were densely distributed on the dark sky.
The rumbling thunder exploded in the sky without stopping.
Xu Yi looked pale and waved the whip in his hand wildly.
The horses under him even neighed in pain.
Behind him, Zhao Shou and more than ten government officials looked equally pale.
The hands holding the reins tightly became slightly hot from the cold.
It was as if countless ants were eating the back of my hand.
even so.
There were more than ten government officials, but no one slowed down the horse!
Nothing else.
Their Jing Zhaoyin was still running wildly ahead.
Behind them, there are countless colleagues waiting for their triumphant return.
Outside Chang'an City, there are more than 100,000 victims waiting for their lives!
Run!
Run!
Keep running!
Tick tock, tick tock...
Halfway through the journey.
The rain finally fell from the sky.
The raindrops like soybeans hit more than ten people, but they were as heavy as ten thousand kilograms.
The front of the line.
Xu Yi sighed helplessly in his heart.
He struggled to lift his numb and stiff arms.
The horse that galloped all the way finally had a chance to breathe.
It's not that Xu Yi doesn't want to continue running.
But, the situation really doesn’t allow it.
ten
The remaining people slowed down their horses.
The originally dripping raindrops became a line in the blink of an eye.
The already howling cold wind did not slow down even after everyone slowed down their horses.
Instead, it became increasingly noisy.
It doesn't take a while.
The streets were filled with whining sounds.
Strong winds, heavy rain, and freezing weather!
All of them were destroying the dozen or so people who were struggling to move forward.
Xu Yi opened his mouth to say something.
But the words haven't been spoken yet.
The cold wind and rain rushed straight into his mouth.
Xu Yi pulled up his cloak and covered his mouth and nose.
He roared loudly: "Dismount! Lay out an arrow array!"
The words are over.
Xu Yi quickly turned over and dismounted, placing the extremely humane horse at the front.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Shou and others quickly dismounted and swung their horses in the direction of the arrow.
After the formation is formed.
More than ten people hid on the side of the war horse and controlled the horse to move forward slowly.
That's it.
Everyone left for who knows how long.
We just arrived at Tianfu, Anxingfang.
Xu Yi braved the violent storm and controlled his horse to leap onto the steps of Tian Mansion.
Under the porch of Tian Mansion.
Xu Yi didn't have time to breathe and immediately ordered the door to be called!
The front door of Tian's house made a clanking sound as it was beaten by government officials.
At the same time, more than ten people roared in unison: "Open the door!!!"
Xu Yi rubbed his stiff face.
After calling the door several times to no avail.
He couldn't help but look at the courtyard wall to the side.
It was already so difficult for everyone to come here.
It is not difficult to imagine what happened to the victims outside the city.
Just when Xu Yi couldn't help but want to jump over the wall and enter.
Suddenly an impatient voice came from inside the door: "Who is it?"
Xu Yi waved his hand to stop the government officials from knocking on the door.
He replied in a deep voice: "Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi!"
"Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi?" The man inside the door shouted.
Then he quickly opened the door, exposed his head and looked at Xu Yi.
Wearing a white jade crown, a black jade python robe, a long black knife hanging from his waist, and surrounded by government officials.
Who else could this be if he wasn't the Sixth Prince?
The servant hurriedly saluted and said, "I would like to pay my respects to His Highness the Sixth Prince."
Xu Yi spoke quickly: "Hurry and report to your master that I have something important to meet you!"
Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly raised his hands and saluted, "Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, please wait a moment. I will go and report."
The words are over.
The servant quickly closed the courtyard door and ran towards the backyard.
Xu Yi turned around and looked at the rain outside the porch with furrowed brows, and did not regain his consciousness for a long time.
At this time, the rain outside the porch became more and more rapid.
The howling wind kept blowing the rain everywhere.
The entire sky was covered with dark clouds, making it look like an apocalyptic scene.
I don't think the rain will stop for a while.
It doesn't take a while.
The front door of Tian Mansion opened again.
The servant held several umbrellas and said, "Your Highness, the Sixth Prince, please."
As he spoke, the servant handed over several umbrellas.
Xu Yi reached out to take the umbrella and said, "Can you please housekeeper prepare some ginger soup for my colleagues?"
After saying this, Xu Yi took out two wet pieces of silver from his sleeves and handed them to the servant.
The servant's expression changed and he said again and again: "Don't dare, don't dare, your highness can rest assured that I will treat you well."
"There has never been any precedent for taking back the money I sent out. Stop talking nonsense and lead the way quickly." Xu Yi urged.
He took Zhao Shou and strode into Tian Mansion.
A flash of joy flashed in the servant's eyes, and then he trotted to catch up with Xu
Yi.
Money makes the world go round. This sentence is a wise saying at any time.
It doesn't take a while.
Master Xu Yi and his servant approached the Tianfu hall under the leadership of their servants.
