"Quick play!"
"Henan flood!"
"The Taihang embankment collapsed!"
Outside Wenyuan Pavilion, the servants who came from Kaifeng Mansion in Henan Province knelt down and loudly reported in a hurry.
There were only a few palace eunuchs hiding in the corners.
At this time, in the Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhu Yunxu was asking Yu Xin about the tax affairs in the 28th year of Hongwu, the land tax reform in Liudao, and the expansion of the scope of the tax office from Yingtian City to the reform of grain chiefs and tax collectors.
Yu Xin's face looked a little ugly.
There is nothing to say about Liudaotian's tax affairs. This is something that has been done. Now it is time to continue to deepen the degree of restructuring and consolidate the existing results so that the Ministry of Household Affairs can firmly control the tax revenue in this area from now on.
What really troubled him was the tax office.
In the final analysis, it was nothing more than the imperial court reaching out to ask for money from the local gentry, dignitaries, and merchants.
It's just a little more money, and each family will eat less delicacies from the mountains and seas two times a year.
But the tax office is different!
This will destroy the foundation for everyone's survival in local prefectures, counties and villages.
"I believe that this matter should not be rushed. We should plan it slowly and implement it in each government according to the sky, so that nothing can go wrong and the court will be stable."
As long as you do it slowly, things will always turn around.
Yu Xin was already admonishing with the idea that it would only be temporary.
Zhu Gaochi, who was participating in the Wenyuan Pavilion discussion, immediately raised his eyebrows.
According to Brother Xie's intention, the powers and responsibilities of the tax bureau will be spread among the six roads this year. The reason is very good, because the taxation work of converting six roads to farmland has been done for two or three years, and now is the time to take the opportunity to promote the taxation office.
Zhu Gaochi had some different ideas about this. He felt that the most he could do at the moment was to set up a tax office in Zhili, and wait until the entire Zhili area was completely stabilized before taking the general trend to sweep across the world.
But Yu Xin's method is more conservative, or stubborn.
He wants to promote the tax office in each government.
As the head of the tax department, he belongs to the Ming Dynasty clan.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but look at Yu Xin and coughed lightly: "Yu Shangshu..."
As soon as Xiaopang finished speaking, he suddenly paused and looked outside Wenyuan Pavilion with wide eyes.
"Quick call! Flood in Henan, Taihang embankment collapsed!"
Flood in Henan!
The Thousand Mile Taihang Embankment, which cost the imperial court tens of millions of stones of food and grass and countless money, unexpectedly burst!
What about the restructuring of the tax bureau?
What a mess.
In the face of the levee bursting, everything becomes a big deal.
There was a crash.
Countless stools fell to the ground throughout Wenyuan Pavilion.
Ma Quan, the Qing of Guanglu Temple, who was hit on the instep by a stool again, also forgot about the pain. He stood up and turned his head, looking at the outside of Wenyuan Pavilion, where the door of the palace was closed, with a horrified look on his face.
"quick!"
"Open the door and ask someone to come in and ask questions!"
I don’t know who yelled in Wenyuan Pavilion.
Several eunuchs who were still in a daze immediately trotted behind the palace door and quickly opened it with their hands and feet.
A gust of wind carrying dust blew into Wenyuan Pavilion.
The people who were closer to the door couldn't help but narrowed their eyes.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi's brows were also beating wildly, his heart was beating violently, and his hands tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the armchair.
….
The embankment of Henan Road burst, and Baili Jiji was in a hurry.
Outside the door, Zhu Yunxi could clearly see Hong Yu behind the officer.
If the matter were not urgent, the danger was serious, and the situation was serious, Henan Province and Kaifeng Prefecture would not use such emergency measures.
Zhu Yunxi had no time to breathe, so he stood up abruptly, walked down the steps quickly, pushed aside a few people in front of him, and rushed out of Wenyuan Pavilion.
The imperial grandson of the Jianguo Emperor was wearing a regimental dragon suit, and the guards who rushed all the way from Kaifeng Mansion to Wenyuan Pavilion recognized him at a glance.
come out.
There was a pop.
The officer then knelt down and bowed to the ground.
"I'm sorry to see you, His Royal Highness."
Zhu Yunxi frowned, tried hard to control the eyebrows that kept raising, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Speak!"
Behind him, the footsteps of Zhu Gaochi, Zhai Shan, Yu Xin and other officials from the six ministers, the three ministers, and the ministers of the five temples formed a chaotic group and surrounded him one after another.
Today, Yu Xin, who had just had a quarrel with the Minister of War, Ruyu, because the Ministry of War wanted to build more armor and weapons and asked the Ministry of Husbandry for money, at this time, his brows were beating wildly, and his mind was already starting to figure out how many people the imperial court would have this year. of the annual income, how much of it must be thrown into the big puddle on Henan Road.
The remaining ministry officials were also shocked.
The collapse of the great river is not unique to today, but every time it is necessary to rush to the capital, every stroke of the collapse is marked by the ink brush on the history of history, and each one under the ink brush is countless living beings.
For those above the court, it is more likely to turn into a catastrophic disaster.
The officials were overthrown, and the yamen attacked each other.
At this time, officials were no more valuable than a weed beside the official road.
The officers who came from Kaifeng Mansion could not understand the thoughts of the big shots in the court.
"Your Highness, rain began to rain in the upper and lower reaches of the Yellow River ten days ago. It rained heavily and continued for several days."
"Seven days ago, the level of the Yellow River rose and the water flow accelerated."
"Five days ago, the spring flood peak arrived in the upper reaches, starting from Sanmenxia and passing through Xin'an, Luoyang, Yanshi, Rongyang, Rongze, Zhengzhou, and Kaifeng. The flood peaks rose layer by layer, and the embankments shook and there were siltations from time to time."
"The prefect of Luoyang cleared the siltation and the flood peak passed through, and arrived at Lankao County that day."
"The Taihang Dike in Lankao County broke for more than 30 feet, and the flood was like a tidal wave, surrounding the county town. The county magistrate, a famous river worker and policeman, tried to blow up the downstream embankment to protect the peace of Lankao. When the embankment was blown up, the upstream collapsed. After two defeats, Lankao County no longer has the power to block the breach."
"Kaifeng Prefecture, Guide Prefecture, Chenzhou Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, and Fengyang Prefecture were all flooded."
All the lands in the two six provinces were flooded.
Those are millions of people in the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Yunxi instantly felt a surge of energy and blood pouring into his brain, his vision went black, and his whole body became erratic.
"Hold on! I can't live without you at this time!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhu Gaochi stepped over from the side, walked behind Zhu Yunxi, held him firmly, and whispered a reminder in his ear.
Zhu Yunxi nodded and took a deep breath.
At this moment, in his ears, the ministers and ministers of the Ming Dynasty were already discussing heatedly in horror.
An invisible pressure almost submerged Wenyuan Pavilion like the flood on Henan Road.
….
The veins on Zhu Yunxi's forehead were pulsing, and he stared at the quick-player who was kneeling in front of Wenyuan Pavilion.
Five days ago, the Taihang Embankment collapsed, and five days later, Kaifeng Prefecture's urgent report was sent to Beijing.
The current situation of the six prefectures submerged by floods, especially Kaifeng Prefecture, is certainly unimaginable to ordinary people.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the rushing servant with mud on his body and a tired face, and waved his hand: "Take him down to clean up and rest."
"I would like to thank Your Highness, and I beg Your Highness to order the imperial court to support the Six Prefectures as soon as possible."
The servant who was supposed to follow the chamberlain who came over suddenly ignored the rules and suddenly began to beg.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes sank: "I understand."
The servant raised his head and looked at the dozen people in the corridor in front of him, including the grandson of the Ming Emperor. Then fear appeared in his eyes, he lowered his head and carefully left with the chamberlain who had been waiting for a long time.
Wait until the guards leave.
Yu Xin, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, immediately walked down the corridor and came to Zhu Yunxi's eyes: "Your Highness, the Ministry of Revenue can now urgently raise 300,000 tons of grain and grass, and send it directly from Yingtian Prefecture to the six disaster-stricken prefectures. Within ten days, it will be shipped to Hangzhou Prefecture, Huai'an 500,000 loads of grain and grass from the prefecture and other places were sent to the six prefectures.”
Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, also walked up to Yu Xin, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Your Highness, the Ministry of Industry can recruit 50,000 corvees from the surrounding prefectures and counties within ten days. Within one month, corvees can be recruited One hundred and fifty thousand."
Stabilizing the situation in the six prefectures and controlling the subsequent political risks caused by the floods are what Yu Xin and Wang Jun think about at the same time.
Once the disaster in the six prefectures affected by the disaster cannot be controlled, and the court cannot suppress the disaster as soon as possible, stabilize people's livelihood, and rescue the people, the people of the six prefectures in the Central Plains, which are the most populous areas of the Ming Dynasty, will bring huge disasters to the court.
The chaos in the six prefectures will inevitably threaten the north-south connectivity of the Ming Dynasty and interrupt the north-south connections.
The victims of the disaster become refugees. If they are exploited by someone with malicious intentions, they will directly turn into rioters and provoke civil uprisings in the Central Plains.
At that time, it will no longer be something that hundreds of thousands of loads of grain and grass and hundreds of thousands of corvees can solve.
Zhu Yunxi suppressed the murderous aura in his heart, looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Kaifeng Mansion's urgent report, the two breaches are in Lankao County, today you can stay here in Wenyuan Pavilion. Time has passed. It has been delayed for five whole days, and the court must come up with a charter today."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi no longer ignored the courtiers who had countless suggestions for disaster relief, gave Xiaopang a look, and left outside Wenyuan Pavilion.
The Yellow River burst and floods occurred in the Central Plains.
This is something that cannot be taken lightly in all dynasties.
Compared with last winter, the snow conditions on both sides of the Yangtze River were more severe.
The collapse resulted in the destruction of rural villages and the destruction of people's homes and families. How many people are submerged in floods? After the flood, the people were hungry and had no rice for cooking. After the disaster, the earth decays, which is more likely to cause unstoppable plagues.
Millions of people in the six prefectures are trapped, and tens of millions of people in the Central Plains are facing threats.
If you are not careful, the court will invest countless money and food, and use the swords and guns in your hands to attack the people of Li who were originally under their rule.
This matter is no longer something I can decide alone.
….
The prince’s father needs to know.
Old man...
Need to know too.
There is a long road from Wenyuan Pavilion to Qianqing Palace.
Along the way, countless methods and decrees were formed in Zhu Yunxi's mind.
There is no doubt that the embankment explosion in Lankao County will inevitably increase the level of floods in the six prefectures. So the chief official of Lankao County who issued the order to blow up the embankment wanted the court to deal with it?
Lankao County has been dealt with, should Kaifeng Prefecture deal with it?
How to resettle the people, how to distribute money and food, how to block the breach, every issue needs to be dealt with.
During this period, what will happen to the local situation? Will there be people with bad intentions who will take the opportunity to cause trouble? And whether there will be merchants and gentry who will take advantage of the disaster year to occupy fields and raise prices.
Is this Yingtian Chaotang, and whether it is related to the disaster in the Six Prefectures.
But no matter what, today is the day of mourning for the Ming Empire.
Millions of people were affected by the disaster, which is destined to leave a mark in history.
"Isn't Your Highness discussing matters with the ministers in Wenyuan Pavilion today?"
Finally, the voice of Sun Gou'er, the palace manager, reached Zhu Yunxi's ears.
Zhu Yunxi frowned slightly and slowly raised his head, only to see that the Qianqing Gate was already in front of him.
At the same time, in front of him was Sun Gou'er who looked puzzled.
Zhu Yunxi said calmly: "Is the prince here?"
Sun Gouer became more and more puzzled and looked at the three main halls in front of the Qianqing Gate: "The Crown Prince is at the Huagai Hall. The prayers for the late Queen will be done in the next few days. The Crown Prince is still busy organizing the details of the ceremony. .”
Zhu Yunxi nodded, feeling that he was really overwhelmed by the flood. He looked at Sun Gou'er and said, "Go find the prince first. Don't tell grandpa first."
Sun Gouer naturally nodded in agreement.
wait
He watched Zhu Yunxi turn towards the Huagai Hall, then immediately turned around and disappeared behind the Qianqing Gate.
After a while, Sun Gouer appeared in the Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, just came from Wenyuan Pavilion. After asking the Crown Prince, he went to Huagai Palace. Your Majesty asked me not to tell you this matter first."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was flipping through records related to water and land rituals and Zhaijiao rituals, raised his head from the stack of books when he heard the sound and looked at Sun Gou'er, his eyebrows twinkling a few times.
"If we remember correctly, there will be officials from various ministries discussing matters at Wenyuan Pavilion today."
Sun Gou'er nodded: "Your Majesty, yes."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "Go to Wenyuan Pavilion and see what happened in the court today."
Sun Gou'er bowed and retreated quietly.
Huagai Palace.
Zhu Biao was leading Monk Zhihui, Master Sun Biyun, and several other candidates from the two sects around two architectural models that were obviously a smaller version of the prayer meeting in Yingtian West City, discussing various matters in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi's footsteps seemed a bit loud at this moment.
As soon as he entered the hall, he was greeted by everyone's gaze.
"I'm sorry to see His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson."
"The poor monk meets His Royal Highness the Emperor."
Monk Zhihui and Sun Biyun led the group of monks to salute.
….
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently and came to the prince's father: "Son meets father."
Zhu Biao's eyebrows twitched slightly and he looked at Zhu Yunxi deeply.
This kind of formal greeting is rare.
Zhu Biao turned his eyes and looked at Monk Zhihui and Sun Biyun with a smile.
The two of them didn't need Zhu Biao to speak.
Then they all said in unison: "His Royal Highness Taisun is here. There must be important matters of state and dynasty. We will leave the palace first and wait."
After finishing speaking, he led the monks and Taoists out of the Huagai Hall.
At this time, Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yunxi again and sighed softly: "Something happened that would allow you to leave the various ministers of Wenyuan Pavilion here."
Zhu Yunxi's words were concise and concise: "Two Lankao counties collapsed, and the people in the six prefectures were affected. The disaster was severe."
Zhu Biao's body trembled violently, and he immediately put his hand on the table beside him, lowered his head and took a deep breath.
Zhu Yunxi stood quietly, his brows furrowed.
"Besides Kaifeng Mansion, what are the other five mansions?"
Zhu Yunxi looked at his father, whose face had turned pale and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible, and he whispered: "Henan Province Guide Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, Chenzhou Prefecture, Zhili Xuzhou Prefecture, Zhili..."
"Fengyang Mansion?"
Zhu Biao looked at his son with a trace of uncertainty, expecting to get another answer.
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "I thought about it on the way when my son came here. The tombs of our ancestors are near the Si River in Hongze. In the surrounding counties, the terrain is low-lying, the Yellow River is bursting, and the river is overflowing. The flood will inevitably rise. At this moment, It has been five days since the defeat, and I am afraid that I will go to the tombs of my ancestors..."
The ancestors of Lao Zhu's family were all drowned by the flood.
This is not good news for the clan, the court, and even the world.
Zhu Biao breathed hard to keep his head clear. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Let's talk about the flood in Kaifeng Mansion first."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and whispered: "According to what people from Kaifeng Mansion said, the situation is very serious now. Henan Road is the cultural land of our Central Plains, with a large population. The Taihang Embankment has long been built higher than the terrain on both sides, and the river bed has accumulated . This time there were two breaches in Lankao County, and the floods washed away the homes of hundreds of thousands of people in Lankao."
Zhu Biao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The imperial court must be fast! It must be stable! We must do everything possible to rescue the people first, and then provide money, food, grass, and everything else. We must not let Henan escape." trouble."
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "My son means the same thing. Kaifeng Mansion and Guide Mansion are right next to the river.
, this time it must be the most severely affected place. After stabilizing these two places, the imperial court will use additional means to stabilize the remaining four prefectures, so that basically nothing will happen.
The son had just come over from Wenyuan Pavilion and had already called all the ministers and ministers to discuss it. At this time, the court was going to come up with a charter today. Once confirmed, the court will immediately promote implementation. "
Zhu Biao looked back at his son, his eyes twinkling.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "You don't have Grandpa Huang's side yet, right?"
"I left Wenyuan Pavilion after getting the news. I walked outside Qianqing Gate before, but suddenly I remembered it, so I diverted to your side first."
Zhu Biao nodded: "You and I will go to Grandpa Huang to present this matter together."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao stood up straight, held the robe around his waist with both hands, stretched it heavily, and then went to the back door of Huagai Hall.
Just after taking two steps, Zhu Biao remembered: "Remember not to talk about the tombs of your ancestors in front of your grandpa."
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently.
In a short while, the father and son had passed through the Qianqing Gate and walked into the Qianqing Palace.
When the two of them just walked into the hall, they saw Zhu Yuanzhang's figure with his back to them, walking barefoot in the middle of the hall, bending over and looking at the ground, pacing back and forth.
Zhu Yunxi lowered his head slightly.
I saw that there was already a huge Zhongyuan Kanyu spread on the ground in the Palace of Qianqing.
The old man's feet are now on the Ruzhou Mansion and Runing Mansion, and his eyes are staring at the Kaifeng Mansion and Guide Mansion in the northeast.
Without waiting for Zhu Biao and Zhu Yunxi to speak.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had his back to the father and son, was already waving his hand and pointing to the two chairs that had been set up.
"You two sit over here first, and we'll take a look at Kanyu later."
Zhu Yunxi and the prince's father looked at each other, with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.
Did the old man know so quickly that the Taihang embankment of the Yellow River had burst?
What is the old man going to do now?
…
There are only about a hundred monthly passes left to pass!
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