Strong winds whipped up bone-chilling rain.
While mercilessly slapping Xu Yi on the cheek.
He also ruthlessly took away the only umbrella in his hand that was used to protect him from the rain.
The Tianfu hall not far away was brightly lit.
A bloated figure stood upright in the corridor outside the hall.
The cold rain blurred Xu Yi's eyes, but it did not affect his judgment of who the person was.
Xu Yi threw away the bare umbrella frame in his hand and walked with unusually firm steps.
Walking calmly in the biting rain.
"Tian Shangshu, Jing Zhaoyin came to ask for help."
Approaching the corridor of the hall, Xu Yi shouted loudly towards the figure in the corridor.
The sentence "Jing Zhao Yin" shows Xu Yi's identity at this time and also shows his determination for this trip.
"Jing Zhaoyin, please come in and talk." Tian Yichu responded, turned around, opened the heavy curtain, and walked into the hall.
After more than ten breaths.
Xu Yi stepped into the Tianfu hall, and it was like walking from one world to another in an instant.
Outside the hall, the cold wind was biting and the rain was biting to the bones.
In the hall, it is as warm as spring and filled with sandalwood.
"Jing Zhaoyin, please take a seat." Tian Yichu faced Xu Yi and bowed his hands slightly in salute.
As one of the leaders of the six tribes, he is qualified to pay a small courtesy to the prince who has not yet become a feudal lord.
Xu Yi bowed his hand in return, then strode towards the guest seat.
He reached out and picked up the tea poured by the maid.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Xu Yi put down the cup in his hand and looked around.
"Go down." Tian Yichu waved his hands towards the maids serving in the hall.
"Yes, sir."
In an instant, the maids retreated.
Only Tian Yichu and Xu Yi were left in the huge hall.
Without waiting for Xu Yi to speak.
Tian Yichu stood up and said slowly: "I know Jing Zhaoyin's intention, and the Ministry of Finance also wants to lend a helping hand, but there is no food left in the Ministry of Finance."
Xu Yi's expression did not change when he heard this, he stood up slowly and said, "Do you know what Tian Shangshu wants me to ask for?"
Tian Yichu replied: "The weather suddenly turned cold and it rained heavily. What Jing Zhaoyin wants is nothing more than cotton clothes, quilts, tents, charcoal, and other things to keep out the cold."
"The Ministry of Household Affairs has no inventory of cotton-padded clothes and quilts. The tents were all allocated to Jingzhao Mansion before the Sixth Prince took office as Jingzhao Yin."
"The existing charcoal in the household department is a tribute from various places to Your Majesty. I have no right to appropriate it without authorization."
The words are over.
Tian Yichu slowly took his seat, then looked at Xu Yi, waiting for Xu Yi's next words.
What he said just now is of course true, and Xu Yi must know it in his heart.
But even though Xu Yi knew it, he still came in the rain. What was his purpose? What are you planning?
Tian Yichu didn't believe that Xu Yi would do something useless.
Xu Yi's expression didn't change at all when he heard this, and he said calmly: "What Tian Shangshu said is absolutely true. I came here to get something to keep out the cold."
"The weather turned cold last night, and more than 4,000 people died of frostbite outside Chang'an City."
"The winter rain is already biting to the bones, and today it rains heavily again. After the rain stops, I don't know how many more victims will die outside Chang'an City."
"Those victims are just like you and me. They are all subjects of the Zhou Dynasty. I can't bear it, so I came here to ask for something to keep out the cold."
Tian Yichu frowned slightly and said, "Jing Zhaoyin, I can't bear the suffering of the people outside the city, but as I said just now, the Ministry of Revenue doesn't have it, it's not that I won't give it."
With that said, Tian Yichu picked up the tea cup.
A smile appeared on Xu Yi's lips and he ignored Tian Yichu's offer of tea to see off the guests.
He said calmly: "There are no quilts or cotton clothes in the household department, but there is cotton in the household department."
Cotton, a flower that was used to enjoy by the dignitaries of the previous dynasties, has completely changed its taste since the Taizu period.
Emperor Taizu
When the emperor separated one side from another, he already vigorously promoted cotton under his rule.
Later, because cotton fields encroached on farmland, many laws were issued to restrict the expansion of cotton fields.
Now more than two hundred years have passed, due to cotton restrictions and restrictions on textile technology.
Cotton has always been tepid.
Because of this, Xu Yi focused on cotton among the supplies he purchased, but in the end he gained very little.
What is collected is more silk, linen and other items.
However, the scarcity of things in commercial houses does not mean that the household departments are also scarce.
Tian Yichu's face paused slightly and he said, "There is cotton in the household, but the water from far away cannot quench the thirst of the people nearby, and no amount of cotton can stop the current cold."
"What's more, most of those cottons are original flowers and have not undergone any craftsmanship."
Xu Yi said calmly: "Since it is there, it will be easy to handle. Please ask Tian Shangshu to order the door of the warehouse to be opened, and I will send someone to pick it up myself."
Tian Yichu looked deeply at Xu Yi, nodded slightly after a few breaths and said, "Okay, I'll write a letter right now."
The words are over.
Tian Yichu clapped his hands and ordered someone to bring oil paper and other waterproof materials.
During this process, the two of them had a tacit understanding that neither of them mentioned Zhang Shuyan's donation of a large amount of goods.
After a while.
Tian Yichu handed the letter tightly wrapped in oil paper to Xu Yi and said, "Jingzhao Yin can just go to the cotton warehouse with the letter written by me."
Xu Yi took the letter and solemnly bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Lord Tian."
He didn't say why he wanted to thank him, but it was obvious from the smile on Tian Yichu's face.
it is more than words.
Xu Yi stood up slowly and said again: "I have one more thing I need to trouble Mr. Tian."
Xu Yi's goal has been achieved, what else can he ask for?
Tian Yichu couldn't figure it out for a while and asked, "What's the matter?"
Xu Yi solemnly raised his hands and said, "I would also like to ask Tian Shangshu to come with me to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit and ask for the tent of the Ministry of War."
There are no tents in the Ministry of Hubu, but the tents in the Ministry of War are piled up like mountains.
If you ask for it at other times, the Ministry of War will definitely ignore it.
But now and then, this heavy rain is really a blessing and a disaster, and a misfortune and blessing.
Compared with the marching tents of the Ministry of War, the tents used by the victims outside Chang'an City are simply indescribable.
Cotton can be used as a long-term cold protection material, and the tents of the Ministry of War are the key for the victims outside the city to tide over the immediate difficulties.
If Xu Yi entered the palace first, Emperor Zhengde would definitely summon Tian Yichu to the palace for questioning.
This time back and forth, the time will definitely not be too short.
Therefore, Xu Yi would go straight to Tian Mansion instead of the palace from the beginning.
Moreover, this trip is not just a trial.
After all, the front foot just received the goods "donated" by Zhangjia Trading Company.
Tian Yichu looked at Xu Yi with a solemn face and felt dumbfounded for a moment.
Deep in my heart, I sighed again and again: "The people's hearts are not as old as they used to be."
Tian Yichu looked away, nodded slightly and said, "I change my clothes."
The words are over.
Tian Yichu turned around and walked towards the back hall.
I don’t know if Xu Yi is delusional.
Just when Tian Yichu turned around, a vague voice came from Xu Yi's ear.
"My belly is not as small as you think."
Xu Yi shook his head and walked towards the main entrance of the hall.
"Sixth Master." Seeing Xu Yi approaching, Zhao Shou, who was taking shelter from the rain on the verandah, hurriedly saluted.
Xu Yi nodded slightly and handed the letter in his hand to Zhao Shou.
He ordered: "Take half of the troops to the Hubu cotton warehouse, and divide the remaining troops into two."
"Part of us is going to find Yang Xian'an to mobilize the carriages. Remember that all the carriages needed for this trip must be sealed."
"The other group returned to Jingzhao Mansion and ordered Hu Yuanchu to mobilize skilled craftsmen and send officials to escort them to the workshop thirty miles outside Xuanping Gate."
Zhao Shou's face straightened, he immediately clasped his fists and said, "Obey the order!"
The words trailed off.
It was as if he suddenly remembered something.
He asked hurriedly: "What about Mr. Liu?"
Xu Yi looked up at the rain curtain outside the corridor, which was almost connected in a line.
He took a deep breath of cold air and said, "I'm going to the palace, so there's no need to worry."
...
Tatsuki (seven o'clock in the morning.)
The sky is still as dark as night.
The cold rain beat mercilessly on the carriage.
Xu Yi was leaning alone on the collapsed carriage of Tian Mansion.
Holding Tang Pozi in her hands, she closed her eyes slightly and kept thinking about her future plans.
No one expected that there would be a sudden heavy rain in Guanzhong.
You know, there has been no rain in Guanzhong for nearly a year.
The only God-given gift was the heavy snowfall on the eve of the winter solstice.
Since the heavy snowfall, until today, the sun has been shining brightly and it is as warm as spring every day.
The sudden heavy rain disrupted Xu Yi's plan and also broke the drought in Guanzhong for nearly a year.
It has been raining bitterly in Guanzhong for a long time.
But today’s heavy rain is definitely not what we are waiting for.
If the heavy rain today continues for several days.
The entire Guanzhong will be littered with corpses.
And this... was established before the rains turned into floods.
If it becomes a flood.
The entire Guanzhong will become a ghost!
Xu Yi sighed and slowly closed his eyes.
Natural disasters are merciless, natural disasters are merciless!
After finally solving all the pre-existing problems, the disaster relief is about to officially come to an end.
But at this time, God did not fulfill his wishes.
I don’t know how long it took.
The sound of rain hitting the car gradually became fainter.
Xu Yi opened his eyes suddenly, pulled back the curtains and looked out the window.
In an instant, the rain mixed with the cold wind rushed directly through the car window towards Xu Yi's face.
Xu Yi allowed the cold rain to slap his cheeks mercilessly.
Not only was there no trace of sadness on his face, the corners of his mouth gradually curved.
Xu Yi reached out and touched his cheek which was wet by the rain.
Remove an object from your cheek.
"Ice crystals." Xu Yi felt the melting ice crystals in his hands, and the smile on his lips became stronger.
"God will not destroy the people in Guanzhong! Hahahahaha." Xu Yi looked at the gradually slowing rain outside the car window and couldn't help laughing.
Only then did he realize that the rumbling thunder had stopped at some point.
The heavy rain gradually turned to sleet!
Although the air is still cold, the victims outside the city are still struggling on the edge of life and death!
But, at least there is no chance of flooding.
This is already a blessing among misfortunes! Isn't it?
...
In the imperial palace, in the imperial study room of Zichen Hall.
Emperor Zhengde sat on the dragon throne full of majesty.
He looked deeply at the two people standing under the stage.
He said he was looking at the two of them, but in fact his eyes were more focused on Xu Yi, who was like a drowned rat.
After a while.
Emperor Zhengde spoke slowly: "Zhan Zhu, follow Tian Aiqing to the Ministry of War, gather 20,000 tents, transport them to Xuanping Gate, and hand them over to Jingzhao Mansion."
It was related to the situation in Guanzhong, so Emperor Zhengde could not help but refuse to agree.
Xu Yi handed over his hand to thank him, and before Zhan Zhu and Tian Yichu left, he opened his mouth several times and then shut up several times.
"Let me know if you have anything to say." Emperor Zhengde looked at Xu Yi, his words filled with the dignity of a superior to a subordinate.
Xu Yi pretended to take a deep breath and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, Jingzhao Mansion is short of manpower and the victims are weak. Even if there are 20,000 tents, we don't know when they will be completed."
"In the short time it takes, countless victims may freeze to death in the wind and rain."
"I have the courage to ask Your Majesty to order the Ministry of War to take charge of the landing of the tent."
The words are over.
Xu Yi cupped his hands in a salute, bent his back instantly, and covered his face with his sleeves.
Emperor Zhengde said calmly: "That's right."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xu Yi bowed again and stood up slowly.
It doesn't take a while.
Except for a few accompanying eunuchs, only Xu Yi and Emperor Zhengde, his father and son, were left in the imperial study.
"Give me a seat." Emperor Zhengde calmly ordered.
Immediately, an accompanying eunuch quickly brought a chair from outside.
Xu Yi cupped his hands to thank him and then slowly took his seat.
Since Emperor Zhengde sent away Zhan Zhu and Tian Yichu.
Xu Yi expected this scene.
Therefore, the whole person's performance can be said to be neither humble nor arrogant.
Observing words and expressions is just a necessary skill for getting along with tigers.
