The sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The wind and snow have stopped, and everything in the sky and earth is pale.
The morning sun bloomed with a trace of warmth, reflecting on the earth and stirring up a vast white brilliance.
Farewell to everyone at the inn.
The convoy walked slowly on the official road through knee-deep snow.
The wheels rolled over the thick snow, making a squeaking sound.
Yao Silian sat at the front of the carriage, looking at the pale earth.
He kept humming an unknown tune in his mouth.
It was in stark contrast to yesterday's anxiety.
inside the carriage.
Lu Zaizhong held a bundle of bamboo slips and read softly.
The accompanying soldiers were even more interested in teasing each other with snowballs.
From top to bottom, the entire convoy was filled with joy.
March five miles.
As far as the eye can see, there is nothing but white snow.
Yao Silian, who was sitting at the front of the carriage, silently closed his mouth, and the leisurely look on his face disappeared without a trace.
Then we marched another five miles.
As far as the eye can see, there is still nothing but white snow.
Yao Silian's face was already serious.
If I remember correctly, there were still a large number of victims gathered here when I left the city.
"Is it possible that those who died yesterday were all victims of the peripheral disasters?" Yao Silian couldn't help but wonder in his heart.
Gu Dengyun waved his hand slightly, signaling the convoy to stop temporarily.
"Master Jijiu, please rest for a while before leaving." Gu Dengyun stepped forward and bowed his hands in salute.
Seeing Yao Silian's serious expression, he immediately said: "It's not that we can't continue walking, it's actually snow here. If we don't rest, the soldiers' eyes may be damaged."
Yao Silian came back to his senses, nodded slightly and said, "Let's rest for a while."
The words are over.
As if he suddenly remembered something, Yao Silian hurriedly looked at Gu Dengyun and said, "This place is only fifty miles away from Chang'an City."
"When we left the city, there were at least over 10,000 victims gathered here, but now, not even a single soul has been seen."
"I'm very worried. When we march later, can Gu Baihu send some scout horses to check the situation ahead?"
Gu Dengyun had no reason to refuse. Hearing this, he clasped his fists and said, "Follow the order!"
A quarter of an hour later.
The convoy continued to move forward slowly through the snow.
At the front of the convoy, more than twenty skilled soldiers with bows and horses, controlled the BMWs under their seats, and galloped away into the distance.
When the convoy traveled five miles again.
More than twenty war horses came galloping with billowing white mist.
Yao Silian's face straightened, and before he could reach him, he asked loudly: "What's the scene ahead?"
The soldiers quickly stopped their horses.
The leading uncle turned over, dismounted, clasped his fists and said, "Return to the Lord Jiujiu, the ten miles ahead are full of busy victims and officials of Jingzhao Mansion."
"Busy victims? Officials of Jingzhao Mansion?" Yao Silian murmured in a low voice.
Then he asked, "What are they busy with?"
The uncle replied: "I'll go back and offer sacrifices to you, Master Jiu, and then I'll be busy building tents and porridge sheds."
"Put up a tent?" A trace of doubt flashed across Yao Silian's face.
Then he asked: "Didn't all the victims be settled yesterday? Why are we still setting up tents?"
The uncle smiled and replied: "I heard from the officials present that His Majesty ordered Master Jing Zhaoyin to move all the victims of the Beicheng disaster to Xuanpingmen."
Yao Silian nodded noncommittally upon hearing this, still full of doubts deep in his heart.
No matter how much Emperor Zhengde had his will, he couldn't move the victims at this time. Wouldn't it be possible that countless victims would die tragically when the weather was freezing?
Yao Silian sighed, waved his hands and said, "Go on and travel ten miles as fast as possible!"
Said to be traveling at the fastest speed.
Can be on the ground
Everything is knee-deep in snow, no matter how fast we go, where can we go?
When the convoy arrived thirty-five miles outside Chang'an City.
The sun was already high in the sky, and it was half past noon.
The war horse paused.
The carriage stopped.
Except for the twenty or so soldiers who were the first to explore the horses at the beginning.
The rest, without exception, were all stunned on the spot.
Yao Silian stood up from the carriage in shock.
Look forward.
Countless "civilians" in ragged clothes were organized by the officials of Jingzhao Prefecture.
Neatly arranged in three rows.
The division of labor was extremely clear and the tent was erected.
Not far away, countless craftsmen were scattered, shouting uniform slogans, building porridge sheds and other facilities.
Horse-drawn carriages loaded with timber moved slowly along the bare official road.
Look beyond the front of your eyes and look into the distance.
The tents glowing with white light were neatly distributed on the vast land outside Chang'an City, just like a formation of soldiers.
If you look closely, you can easily see that there are small black dots all around the tent.
"Those are the victims?" Yao Silian made an unbelievable sound in his throat.
The snow on the ground in the distance is disappearing at a flying speed amid the movement of countless black spots.
"He's upright! He doesn't do what he's told! He's not upright! He doesn't obey orders!" Yao Silian clenched his hands and murmured in a low voice.
Yao Silian looked up to the sky and laughed and said: "There is such a Jingzhao Yin! There are so many people who are united in the disaster! There are so many people in Chang'an City who are worried about Guanzhong! Why worry about the drought not being eliminated? Why worry about the drought not being eliminated?"
Yao Silian sat down slowly, waved his hand and said, "Keep going!"
The soldiers came to their senses and moved forward quickly, shouting loudly.
The snow in front has been removed, so the speed is naturally different.
And having witnessed everything just now, with hope in their hearts, everyone naturally returned home like an arrow.
In just over a quarter of an hour, everyone had walked five miles.
Several large workshops stood quietly in front of everyone on the left.
Carriages kept coming and going under the command of the government officials.
The sound of "harps" in the workshop has not stopped for a long time.
Yao Silian looked intently and saw several figures slowly walking towards the main entrance of the workshop.
The leader has a white jade crown on his head, wears a black robe, and has a long black knife hanging from his waist.
Although he was not wearing the gorgeous black jade python robe, Yao Silian still recognized the person at a glance.
Yao Silian patted the carriage gently and whispered, "Senior brother, Jing Zhaoyin is here to pick you up."
The words are over.
Yao Silian quickly stepped out of the carriage.
He stepped forward, raised his hands and saluted, "I've met Jing Zhaoyin."
This worship has nothing to do with royal status, it is Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi who is worshiping! I worship you willingly!
Xu Yi stopped walking, raised his hands and said in return, "Mr. Yao, you're welcome. It's been a tiring journey all the way. In the evening, I will personally serve wine to Mr. Yao to wash away the dust."
He didn't ask if it was possible to successfully invite Lu Zaizhong out of the mountain, but just said thank you for your hard work like an old friend.
It was this sound of hard work that washed away most of Yao Silian's physical and mental fatigue.
Yao Silian stood up and said with a smile, "Fortunately, this trip will live up to my mission."
Said.
Yao Silian turned his head and glanced at the carriage behind him.
Strangely, there was no movement on the carriage.
Yao Silian cupped his hands and was about to turn around and walk towards the carriage.
Unexpectedly, before he could turn around, he was stopped by Xu Yi.
"Mr. Yao has worked hard, let's take a rest for a while." Xu Yi chuckled and said calmly.
Yao Silian might not care about some common etiquette, but he couldn't care less about Xu Yi when they met for the first time.
Xu Yi straightened his clothes.
Step forward.
Yu Ma paused two steps away.
He arched his hands high and bowed deeply.
He said loudly: "The sixth son of the royal family, Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi, please come out."
After a pause of more than ten breaths, there was still no movement in the carriage.
Xu Yi straightened his back, not showing any impatience on his face.
Continue to worship deeply.
He said loudly: "The sixth son of the royal family, Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi, please come out and help me calm down the disaster and save all the people from the fire and water."
After another pause of more than ten breaths, there was still no emotion in the carriage.
Xu Yi stood up again and then bowed deeply three times.
He said loudly: "The sixth son of the royal family, Jingzhao Yin Xu Yi, please come out and help me calm down the disaster and save all the people from the fire and water."
The words just fell.
The car curtain was slowly opened.
Lu Wensu helped Lu Zaizhong slowly get out of the carriage.
Lu Zaizhong took two steps forward and helped Xu Yi, who was bowing deeply.
He said calmly: "I have seen Jingzhao Yin's heart in helping the people here. Now that I have come out of the mountain, I will do my best to help Jingzhao Yin."
Xu Yi stood up, cupped his hands with a serious look on his face and said, "Thank you for your righteousness, Mr."
...
...
At night.
After some warm hospitality.
Yao Silian and Lu Zaizhong followed Xu Yi slowly into the study room of Jingzhao Mansion.
"Two gentlemen, please take a seat." Xu Yi opened the two Taishi chairs that had been prepared and said.
The evening was described as a warm welcome, but in reality it was nothing more than ordinary meals.
As for the drinks, there was not even a drop.
It’s not Xu Yi who can’t afford to entertain.
But the current situation really doesn't allow it.
If it's big fish and big meat, the three of them will inevitably part ways tonight.
As soon as the two of them took their seats, Zhao Shou brought over a pot of tea with billowing white smoke.
After making tea for the three of them, Zhao Shou slowly exited the study and closed the door.
Xu Yifang took his seat.
Lu Zaizhong was the first to ask, uncharacteristically: "I see that the outside of the city is already well organized by Jing Zhaoyin."
"The victims of the disaster are united as one to fight against the disaster. I wonder what makes Jing Zhaoyin so difficult?"
"Is it food? Or is it the court?"
The words are over.
Before Xu Yi could speak, Yao Silian slapped his forehead suddenly and said angrily: "Look at my brain, I'm so confused that I forgot to talk about business along the way."
Xu Yi chuckled and signaled to Yao Silian that it was okay.
Then he slowly said, "Sir, you don't know. The current peace in Xuanpingmen is based on yesterday's disaster, and is closely related to a major purge a few days ago."
"A few days ago, I wanted to turn the big porridge shack outside Xuanping Gate into a small porridge shack, and this move just touched some interest groups among the victims."
"If I hadn't been prepared in advance and those people hadn't thought well, there would have been a river of blood outside Xuanping Gate that day."
"After this incident, the trust of the victims outside Xuanping Gate in Jingzhao Mansion skyrocketed."
"It was snowy yesterday, and Jingzhao Mansion took decisive measures. This move deepened the Xuanpingmen disaster victims' trust in Jingzhao Mansion."
"This is what led to the scene you saw today, sir."
Lu Zaizhong picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Xu Yi said it calmly, but with Lu Zaizhong's knowledge, how could he fail to detect the risks hidden in it.
If one thing is not handled well, everything will be lost.
Lu Zaizhong put down the tea cup, nodded and said: "Since ancient times, there has been death, and people cannot stand without trust. Jing Zhaoyin has already achieved trust in the people, which is really not easy."
Xu Yi smiled, then sighed: "Of course, this letter is only at Xuanpingmen."
"During the heavy snowfall in Beicheng yesterday, some villains almost incited the victims to mutiny."
"Fortunately, little boy
They prepared to attack Beicheng first and arranged for government officials to infiltrate among the victims in advance. "
"Moreover, the captain arrived in time yesterday, which prevented the mutiny from reaching a large scale."
"In the case of Beicheng, there are factors such as lack of manpower and sudden heavy snowfall, but more importantly, the kid was thinking too much and failed to kill the villain in the city in advance."
The words are over.
Xu Yi sighed heavily, after all, it was the fate of man that was not as good as God's.
Lu Zaizhong looked at Xu Yi and asked, "We couldn't kill him in the city?"
Xu Yi nodded slightly, took out a token the size of a baby's palm from his arms, and handed it to Lu Zaizhong.
Lu Zaizhong reached out to take the token and looked at it carefully.
I don't know if the token is gold-plated or pure gold, but it weighs a lot.
A large Chinese character "Song" is engraved on the front, and a large Chinese character "Zhang" is engraved on the back.
However, compared to the Song character, the Zhang character is slightly smaller.
Lu Zaizhong was silent for a few moments, then raised his head and confirmed, "The Duke's Palace of Song Dynasty?"
A token of this size is engraved with Song and Zhang on the front and back respectively, and the character Zhang is larger than the character Song.
In the real world, apart from the Duke of Song, Lu Zaizhong really couldn't think of another force.
Xu Yi nodded slightly and said, "When I took over as Jingzhao Yin, I noticed that there was something fishy about the death of my predecessor Jingzhao Yin, Zhou Qiping."
"During the secret investigation, we gradually discovered the reason. Zhou Qiping was really a good official who dedicated himself to the people. It's a pity that he was so weak that he couldn't defeat those aristocratic families."
"However, even though Zhou Qiping died, he still left behind a lot of evidence."
"After that, the boy annihilated the Qingzhou Feng family and found some evidence again. Combining the two, it was confirmed that Zhang Yongnian, the Duke of Song Dynasty, and some wealthy families worked together to control the disaster."
"The boy presented the evidence of his crime and will soon receive a grant of approval."
"With this decree, some of the troops of Jing'an Division can be mobilized. At that time, under the joint efforts of Jingzhao Mansion and Jing'an Division, Song Guogong and other aristocratic families will have no choice but to capture them."
Xu Yi picked up the teacup and drank the whole cup in one gulp.
He sighed and continued while pouring tea: "After the boy got the imperial edict, due to lack of manpower and greed, he didn't take advantage of the victory."
"Instead, they used the imperial edict as a bargaining chip to carry out a... blackmail on the trading firms controlled by other aristocratic families."
"As a result, a large amount of goods were obtained for disaster relief."
"If everything goes well, the goods are finished, the master arrives, and the city is stable, then it will be time for me to clean up Song Guogong and others."
"Unexpectedly, on the night of the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather suddenly turned cold. Around the fifteenth hour of the twelfth lunar month, it rained heavily. After that, the rain turned to heavy snow, which lasted for a full day."
"This also disrupted many of the boy's plans."
"It also gave Song Guogong and others the opportunity to fight back."
Lu Zaizhong rubbed the token in his hand noncommittally.
He slowly said, "When manpower is limited, Jing Zhaoyin does not need to blame himself."
The words are over.
Lu Zaizhong placed the token on the desk and asked, "Where is the person holding this token?"
Xu Yi replied: "He died. Seeing that the matter was exposed and the government officials came to kill him, the man buried the token in a hurry, and then committed suicide with a knife."
Lu Zaizhong looked at the token and affirmed: "The snow suddenly fell, and there was no obvious sign in advance. This person must have other purposes for leaving the city. Has Jing Zhaoyin found out?"
Xu Yi nodded slightly and said: "After interrogating a large number of prisoners, we learned from the prisoners that this person left the city to organize "disaster victims." "
"Organizing "disaster victims"? Lu Zaizhong murmured to himself.
Then he showed a sudden look on his face and said, "Recruit servants from a large family in the surrounding counties to pretend to be victims of the disaster, with the intention of consuming food?"
Xu Yi nodded and said, "It should be so. The predecessor Jing Zhaoyin was framed because of the real and fake disaster victims."
The drought has swept across Guanzhong, affecting hundreds of thousands of victims, but there are still a large number of people in surrounding counties struggling to survive.
Not to mention some wealthy gentry and wealthy landlords who took advantage of the opportunity to amass wealth crazily.
Mr. Huang of Chencang County is the most distinctive force.
The drought broke out in Guanzhong, where the capital was located and where countless troops were stationed. Even if the victims wanted to rebel.
I don't have the guts either.
If you don’t rebel, you might still be able to survive, but rebel? That is bound to die.
Naturally, some careerists would not choose to agitate the people in the capital. After all, the soldiers stationed in the capital had all gone to the battlefield and killed the Huns more than ten years ago.
Naturally, the corrupt military personnel of the previous dynasty cannot be compared with this.
After all, it was only the past ten years or so.
If Xu Yi's guess is correct.
What Zhang Yongnian wants to mobilize should be the people in the county and the servants of wealthy families.
After all, who wouldn’t want to eat free meals that are organized and planned?
Lu Zaizhong thought for a moment and then slowly said: "We have to guard against this matter. Even if Zhang Yongnian is captured, Li Yongnian, Wang Yongnian and Sun Yongnian will still appear."
"After all, what Jing Zhaoyin did harmed the interests of too many people."
Xu Yi nodded slightly and said, "What you said is absolutely true, but the situation in Guanzhong is complicated. If you want to solve it completely, you must first solve your worries."
"Now that sir is here, I would like to entrust my back to him and hope that he can help me."
The words are over.
Xu Yi stood up and bowed solemnly again.
Lu Zaizhong stood up and helped Xu Yi up and said calmly: "Three obeisances outside the city have shown Jing Zhaoyin's sincerity. Now that I'm here, I will definitely help you with all my strength."
"Jing Zhaoyin needs me to do something, but it doesn't hurt to say so."
With that said, Lu Zaizhong motioned Xu Yi to sit down and spoke slowly.
After the two of them took their seats again.
Xu Yi said: "Sir, you should have seen the tent built thirty-five miles away when you came."
"The boy wants to uniformly manage the disaster victims around Chang'an City, so the place he chose is outside Xuanping Gate."
"In addition, I want to re-register the victims during their relocation."
"First, this can integrate disaster relief resources more efficiently and manage disaster victims more efficiently."
"Secondly, this can effectively prevent real and fake disaster victims."
"This third move is also preparation for future work-for-relief projects."
"Whether it is re-registration or post-relocation management, it cannot be separated from a large number of literate people."
"Relying solely on the power of Jingzhao Mansion and Imperial College is obviously not enough."
"What's more, the two monuments in front of the door attracted a large number of donations from the people."
"There are millions of people living in Chang'an City. If they are properly guided, this will be a considerable source of supplies."
"This place also requires a lot of manpower."
"Therefore, the biggest difficulty facing Jingzhao Mansion right now is the lack of manpower."
"That's why I dared to ask Mr. Yao to invite him here."
"I hope to use your reputation to attract thousands of Confucian scholars in Chang'an City."
Xu Yi paused.
He continued: "In addition, there is another problem, that is, when the number of people is large, it is easy for people to sneak in to pretend to be fake or even fish in troubled waters. Therefore, I still need my husband to sit in Jingzhao Mansion and conduct supervision."
"A gentleman with a reputation first and a supervisor behind him should be able to greatly intimidate Xiaoxiao."
The words are over.
Xu Yi looked at Lu Zaizhong, waiting for Lu Zaizhong's reply.
Lu Zaizhong pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Although this move is time-consuming and laborious, it is the most appropriate move. I will write a notice tomorrow to inform Chang'an City."
The words are over.
Lu Zaizhong looked at Xu Yi and said, "Although using work for relief is a good strategy, it also has huge drawbacks. Before using work for relief, Jingzhao Yin needs to make good arrangements for the existing manpower."
"In addition, gold, silver, goods, food supplies and other measures must be taken very well. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for Jing Zhaoyin to establish his prestige."
Yi will be burned to the ground. "
"In addition, some nightclubs should also be cleaned up as soon as possible."
"There are only those who can be thieves for a thousand days, how can there be people who can guard against thieves for a thousand days? There is nothing wrong with Jing Zhaoyin wanting to expand his results."
"But Jing Zhaoyin needs to remember that when manpower is limited, God's calculation is ultimately inferior to man's calculation."
"A prairie fire starts from the smallest moment. When you are cutting the grass and roots, don't think too much about other things, lest you suffer the consequences."
What Lu Zaizhong said was serious.
Lu Zaizhong's ability to say these words has already shown his attitude to a certain extent.
Only sincerity can buy sincerity. If Xu Yi was secretive, hidden and unwilling to admit his mistakes at first, then Lu Zaizhong would definitely not say such a thing.
Xu Yi's face straightened when he heard this, he stood up and solemnly raised his hands and said, "Sir, what I'm teaching you is that you must remember your teacher's teachings and yesterday's lessons, and use yesterday's cause and effect to correct yourself in the future."
Seeing that Xu Yi has a correct attitude and is sincere in teaching.
Lu Zaizhong couldn't help stroking his beard and said with a smile, "You can teach me a kid."
Said.
Lu Zaizhong took out a scroll from his arms and solemnly handed it to Xu Yi's hand.
Just when Xu Yi didn't know why.
Lu Zaizhong chuckled and said, "Twenty times, plus an annotation, and hand it over to me tomorrow."
The words are over.
Lu Zaizhong smiled and cupped his hands, turned around and left the study and walked toward the wing that Xu Yi had prepared for him.
Xu Yi put away the scroll without comment.
He walked the two of them to the door, cupped his hands and said, "Best regards, gentlemen."
In the inner courtyard.
Yao Silian chuckled and said, "Senior brother, you really haven't changed at all, you have done it twenty times every now and then."
Yao Silian would not advise Lu Zaizhong on where to live.
Without him, he knew in his heart that he could not persuade him.
The door of the wing.
Lu Zaizhong paused and turned around slowly.
Yao Silian slapped his forehead fiercely and said in surprise: "No! Suddenly I remembered that there are important things to deal with at home. Senior brother, please rest early, so I won't bother you anymore."
The words have not yet finished.
Yao Silian quickly turned around and ran towards the courtyard gate.
Unexpectedly.
After all, it was still a step too late.
"Medium, twenty times, give it to me in a few days."
Lu Zaizhong's voice was like a magic sound, rising and falling, echoing in Yao Silian's ears.
Yao Silian paused and cursed himself with a wry smile.
He cupped his hands without looking back and quickly disappeared into the courtyard.
Lu Zaizhong looked back at the brightly lit study, with a smile on his lips.
Stopped for more than half a quarter of an hour.
Just now he opened the door and walked into the wing.
In the wing room.
Lu Wensu had already fallen asleep on the ground.
Lu Zaizhong shook his head and tucked his feet into place.
Then he walked towards the bed.
Late at night.
