"Folks!"
"Listen to me and tell you a few honest words."
Seeing that these people were not as hateful as they imagined, if he did not step forward, those people would not step forward to stop them. Chang Fumiyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, continued to speak.
"I know it. You guys really don't want our government and our court to access the grain stored in Lin'an Mansion's granary. But you don't know. A few months ago, several officials from Yusi joined forces with Sun Cao from the capital. The inn sold the stored grain to an unknown location."
"Later, when the two prime ministers of the dynasty found out about it, they immediately convicted them, but the food could not be recovered after all. Now, the disaster has occurred again in Jiang Lai Province, and the grain stored in the granary had been used for disaster relief in Jiang Lai earlier. , where is there any food left?"
"Jiang Lai Province is known as the land of plenty, do you folks know that?"
Chang Fumiyan, the right minister of the Household Department, asked, and saw some people nodding their heads but saying nothing.
Chang Shilang continued: "Perhaps the folks don't know that Jianglai Province collects the largest amount of grain every year in Damo. Whenever there is a disaster in Damo, most of the money used for disaster relief is Jianglai. of rice.”
At this point, Chang Shilang continued to ask: "Fellow folks, do you still remember the hurricane that year?"
I saw that when Shilang Chang asked this question, some shook their heads, some nodded.
"The three provinces of Nam Jung, Nam Yu, and Quang Nam were severely affected by the hurricane that year. At that time, the imperial court used most of the relief food for disaster relief, and the relief food used came from Jiang Lai Province."
"If we hadn't collected so much grain from Jiang Lai Province, I'm afraid today... what I would see wouldn't be you strong fellows with weapons, right?"
After what the right minister of household affairs, Masafumi Yano, said, the hands of the people holding the tools seemed not to be so tight, and after a while, they all put down the farm tools.
Seeing such a scene, Chang Wenyan, the right servant of the Ministry of Revenue, smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Dezhang, the prefect of Lin'an Prefecture. "You see, words are still useful. Learn more."
Upon hearing what Chang Shilang said, the magistrate Zhang Dezhang's eyes were opened: "Thank you very much for your teaching, Chang Shilang."
Looking at the people who were ready not to resist but had not yet left, Chang Wenyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, said a few more words: "Folks! Go back! These grain reserves are related to the folks in Jiang Lai Province. Food If it’s gone, you can plant it again, but if the human life is gone, it’s really gone.”
As soon as he said this, the people sighed, some shook their heads and dispersed.
As soon as the people left, the door of Lin'an Mansion's granary could be seen.
Sure enough, the bigger the place, the better things are.
The granary of Lin'an Mansion is very solidly built, and the two gates are made of heavy iron.
"Prefect Zhang, please."
"Shilang Chang, please go first."
Seeing Changfumi Yan, the right minister of the household department, walking towards him, several officials on the side just followed him.
When I walked to the granary door, I saw two guards guarding it.
"The young one has met the prefect and the minister."
"Open the door." Magistrate Zhang said.
"yes."
After responding, the guard took out the key, grabbed the copper lock on the city gate with one hand, pushed the key in, and twisted it.
After twisting it, the two guards worked together to open the door of the granary.
When I opened it, I saw that there were long sheds one after another inside, and bags of grain were placed under the sheds.
Wooden strips are also used under the grain to prevent the grain from contacting the ground, so that the moisture on the ground will cause signs of deterioration and germination of the grain.
"Zhang Zhifu."
"The official is here."
Looking at the grain under the sheds in front of him, the right minister of household affairs asked with interest: "How much grain is in this granary?"
The prefect Zhang Dezhang thought about it for a moment, and then replied after a while: "Huichang Shilang, about one thousand dan."
After hearing this, the servant Chang Fumiyan stopped saying anything and walked around the granary for a few times before continuing to speak.
"Okay, Magistrate Zhang. Since the people are no longer in the way, you should order people to transport these grains to Jiang Lai Province as soon as possible without any mistakes." Chang Shilang ordered.
"Yes. I will transport these grains to Jianglai safely." Zhang Dezhang, the prefect, promised.
"Okay, I won't be here for long. There are other state capitals that are waiting for me to handle in person."
"I'll send you off to see the Minister of Chang."
After solving the problem of the people of Lin'an Prefecture obstructing the grain storage, Chang Wenyan, the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue, did not dare to slack off and hurried to other prefectures and counties.
However, the imperial minister Cen Wenxing, who was still waiting for news in Jinling City, finally received the good news.
"Envoy Cen and Magistrate Qi, the relief food has arrived at the gate of the government office."
Upon hearing this, the prefect Qi Shao Yuan was happy, and the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing was so happy that he put down the writing brush in his hand and hurried out.
Of course, the one who was even happier was probably Lu Zhuang, the colleague who was punished by imperial envoy Cen Wenxing with not being able to eat for several days.
Sure enough, it seems that now it is exactly as he said a few days ago. His body has indeed lost a lot of weight, and his face does not seem to be as energetic as it was a few days ago.
"The relief food has arrived?" Lu Zhuang, a fellow acquaintance, couldn't believe it, fearing that this was a torture method used by the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing.
Seeing this, the yamen servant smiled happily and nodded happily: "It's right at the yamen gate."
Upon hearing this, Tongzhi Luzhuang, who was happier than anyone else, hurriedly walked outside the government office.
Seeing the appearance of Tongzhi Luzhuang, the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing on the side smiled, and the prefect Qi Shaoyuan also became happy.
The two walked out calmly.
I saw, as the yamen servant said, several carriages carrying disaster relief food were parked at the yamen gate.
Each grain carriage is loaded with grain, and is guarded by several out-of-town government officials escorting disaster relief grain.
As soon as he saw the official coming out, the leader of the convoy came forward and took out the letter in his hand.
"You two...who is the prefect?"
Perhaps because he had never seen him before, it was understandable that he did not recognize him.
If the two officials were not wearing winged hats, it would be hard to tell just by looking at their official uniforms.
But if you're not sure, it's better to ask. It wouldn't be embarrassing if you made a mistake, and you might even be fired from your job.
Imperial Envoy Cen Wenxing smiled and looked at the prefect Qi Shaoyuan aside: "He is."
Upon hearing this, the officer hurriedly handed over the letter in his hand.
"This is a letter from our prefect to you. Please read it," the Yamen servant said.
After receiving it, the prefect Qi Shaoyuan looked at it and realized that it was a grain reserve shipped from the town government of Huguang Province, containing 1,200 shi.
After reading it, the prefect Qi Shaoyuan looked at the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing beside him, smiled slightly, and handed him the letter in his hand.
After receiving it, Cen Qinqi started to look at it.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work all the way." The prefect Qi Shaoyuan said.
After hearing this, the yamen servant in front of him smiled with a smile on his face: "It's not hard. Our prefect knows that many places in Jianglai are seriously affected by disasters. This is because we care about people's livelihood and we are determined to transport this grain to Jinling City."
The prefect Qi Shaoyuan smiled with a smile on his face, turned to look inside the yamen, and shouted: "Everyone! Come out and unload the goods!"
After shouting, Magistrate Qi looked at the sweaty government servants in front of him and said with concern: "You guys just sit aside and let them unload the food."
"Okay, thank you, Magistrate."
Afterwards, the yamen servant shouted, and everyone rested against the wall.
While the government officials were carrying relief food, Qin Envoy Cen and Magistrate Qi stood by and talked.
"Prefect Qi, how many people are there in the city now?" Imperial Envoy Cen Wenxing asked.
Magistrate Qi thought for a while and replied: "I have just learned about it in recent days. Before the disaster, there were about 500,000 people. Most of them were killed or injured during the disaster. Now there are about 200,000 people."
Upon hearing this, the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing frowned slightly: "Okay. These grains are the first batch received. I don't know how many days it will last. In this way, the government officials will be able to give out less porridge for a while."
"Okay, I will remember it."
At this time, the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing suddenly thought of a good idea, and he started learning from Su Yun, the current left prime minister.
"Prefect Qi, do you have any tiles?" Cen Qinqian asked.
Upon hearing this, Magistrate Qi was a little puzzled: "What do you want these tiles for?"
"Hey, Magistrate Qi. Don't worry, everything I do is for the sake of the people. Just tell me if you have any?"
"Since Envoy Cen has spoken, how can I dare to hide it? These tiles covering the roof can be seen everywhere. These useless tiles are really not found in the Yamen. However, Envoy Cen, you can go to the street Go, maybe there are actually some tiles that fell on the ground."
Upon hearing this, Cen Qinqi smiled slightly: "Okay."
As soon as they finished speaking, these government officials had already finished transporting the disaster relief food.
"Zhifu Qi and Qin Cen, the relief food has been transported." A yamen servant came to report.
After hearing this, the two officials looked at the carriage and saw that the move was indeed completed.
"Okay." Magistrate Qi responded and saw the out-of-town government servant walking over.
"Prefect, since the food has been delivered, the children will go back first."
"good."
After the explanation, the out-of-town government servant jumped on the carriage and went back.
Perhaps because they had been talking just now, the two officials did not notice that the hungry people were gathered in front of the Yamen.
Seeing that the hungry people were already waiting, Imperial Commissioner Cen gave the order: "Okay, Magistrate Qi, hurry up and supervise them to cook the porridge."
"Hey." In response, Magistrate Qi walked away.
Cen Qinqi also hurriedly walked over. Seeing the yamen officer who was about to go to the Yamen, Cen Qinqi shouted: "You guys! Come here!"
After listening to the imperial envoy's words, several government servants came over with expressions of confusion on their faces.
"You guys, grab the dustpan and follow me."
"yes."
As soon as he responded, several yamen servants hurried back to the yamen, took their dustpans, and followed the imperial envoy Cen Wenxing.
Along the way, not to mention, as Magistrate Qi said, every few steps, I saw broken tiles. Even if there were no broken tiles, the tiles that were about to fall from the roof would have to be poked out and put in a dustpan. inside.
In the yamen, Lu Zhuang, a colleague who had been hungry for several days, gathered around the big pot and was so hungry that he wanted to reach over and take a few licks.
But thinking that he was an official, and the prefect was here, if it was in his own home, he might actually lick it.
