During an investigation in Mozhang Province, Su Yunqi, the Minister of Civil Affairs, found that apart from several prefectures such as Kaihuai Prefecture and nearby Tongzhou, which were seriously affected by the disaster, other prefectures and counties were only slightly affected.
However, the disaster relief food has not yet arrived. Except for the places where the casualties from the earthquake are slight, food can be directly transferred from the government for disaster relief. The food transferred from other serious places is only enough for one or two meals.
"Cen Shangshu!" Liu Zhiyan, the right minister of Hubu, hurriedly walked towards Hubu Shangshu with a letter.
After Cen Wenxing, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, heard the call, he stopped holding the scroll in his hand and looked at Liu Zhiyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Finance, who was running in a hurry.
"Shang Shu, Su Shangshu has handed over a letter." Liu Zhiyan said.
"Quick! Open it and take a look!" Cen Wenxing stood up with a smile on his face and walked to the right servant Liu Zhiyan.
"Shang Shu, I believe that apart from the serious disasters in Kaihuai Prefecture, Tongzhou and Xing'an Prefecture, the rest of the prefectures and counties can handle it themselves. At present, Kaihuai Prefecture, Tongzhou and Xing'an Prefecture are waiting for disaster relief food."
After hearing this, Cen Wenxing had already made a decision in his mind: "Quick, spend two thousand dan of grain from the treasury to immediately support Kaihuai, Tongzhou, and Xing'an!"
"Yes. I'll go now." After saying that, Liu Zhiyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, immediately followed what the minister said.
Liu Zhiyan hurried to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The so-called Prime Minister's Mansion is not the residence of one prime minister, but the place where two prime ministers usually work.
The so-called distribution of disaster relief grains in the Mo Dynasty was not only carried out by the Ministry of Revenue alone, but a receipt was drawn up and stamped by the two prime ministers before it could be sent to the disaster relief area.
While the two prime ministers were whispering to each other in the prime minister's house, the right prime minister Liu Zhiyan walked in.
After Zuo Cheng saw each other, he stopped talking and looked at Liu Zhiyan, the right servant of the Ministry of Finance, who was standing in front of him: "What's the matter?"
"Returning to Prime Minister Huang, my subordinates were entrusted by Cen Shangshu to hand over the grain for disaster relief to the two prime ministers to have their seals stamped."
"Okay. Present it." Prime Minister Zuo looked calm and calm.
After taking it, Prime Minister Zuo Huang Zhiyuan placed it on the wooden table, took out an official seal slightly smaller than the jade seal from the side, and stamped the official seal on the document with both hands.
"Okay. Take it."
"Thank you, Prime Minister Zuo, and I will resign." After Liu Zhiyan got the seal with the Prime Minister's seal, he hurried to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
After seeing Liu Zhiyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, walking away, the two prime ministers started talking while handling official duties.
"Prime Minister Zuo, will there be any mistakes in this matter?" Prime Minister Right Li Huixuan whispered in a panic.
Huang Zhiyuan, the prime minister on the left, smiled and looked at the prime minister on the right with his old eyes: "Don't worry, this matter is all under my control, and your share will be indispensable."
"Thank you, Prime Minister!" Li Huixuan smiled slightly.
"Don't be too polite. We have been prime minister together for eight years, so we have some friendship." Huang Zhiyuan said with a smile.
Soon, several carriages hauled two thousand stones of grain and hurried towards Kaihuai Mansion, where the disaster was most severe in Mozhang Province.
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However, just as the food arrived at Kaihuai Mansion, Su Yunqi was in Tongzhou to check on the people.
Affected by the Kaihuaifu earthquake, when an earthquake occurred in Tongzhou that day, Lin Zhizhou organized people to escape from Tongzhou City and ordered people to open the state's Zhongliang depot and give porridge to the people.
However, there is very little food stored in Tongzhou City. It is only enough for the people of Tongzhou City to eat one meal, and they have already run out of money.
Afterwards, there was no food, so the people had no choice but to eat bark, leaves, and grass roots that had not yet grown outside the city...
"Uncle Xu, I'm hungry..." Chen Ziyuan's stomach was already growling.
Chunxu looked at Chen Ziyuan who was aside and comforted him: "Just wait, the relief food will arrive soon."
Among the crowd, a person suddenly appeared, causing the people to gather around and watch.
"Folks! I know you are hungry! Don't worry! The relief food is coming to Tongzhou right now!" Su Yunqi shouted happily with a smile on his face.
After hearing this, the people who were already too hungry came to talk one after another, and the scene was as noisy as flies.
Su Yunqi has experienced this scene dozens of times. Ever since the South Vietnam disaster relief operation eight years ago, it was highly praised by the people and the emperor. Every time a disaster occurred afterwards, the emperor would order Su Yunqi to go there.
"Folks! Please be patient! I will work hard to urge the relief food to arrive as soon as possible, so please hold on!" Su Yunqi said loudly.
At this time, a thick-skinned middle-aged man who was already extremely hungry shouted with all his strength: "Hold on! We have persisted for so many days! How many people have starved to death! How can you tell us to persist!" "
As soon as he finished speaking, he was stopped by a hundred people who whispered: "He is an official of the imperial court. You don't want to live anymore?"
Hearing these words, the man broke out in a sweat, and after being hungry for so many days, he fainted among the crowd.
Seeing this scene, Su Yunqi still pretended to be a good official who loved the people: "Folks! Since the earthquake, we have endured for so many days. Now that food is coming, I hope you can persevere."
When Su Yunqi raised his head and looked up at the people here, Sun Chunxu, who was standing not far away, hurriedly avoided his head.
After seeing this, Zi Yuan looked at Sun Chunxu with a childlike expression: "Uncle Xu, why are you covering your face?"
Chunxu wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it loudly. After all, Su Yunqi had a grudge against his family. How could he let him see it? If he could identify Zi Yuan's identity, all his efforts would be wasted. Chunxu had better signal Ziyuan not to speak.
After seeing Uncle Xu's gesture, Ziyuan shut up and looked away from the official sensibly.
Suddenly, a shout from a government official made everyone look outside the city.
"Disaster relief food is coming! Disaster relief food is coming!"
Immediately afterwards, a carriage carrying disaster relief food drove towards the city. The people immediately gave way and looked at the carriage with weak eyes.
Some people who couldn't hold on fainted from hunger at this moment.
