Dingyuan County Government Office is magnificent and mighty.
In the third hall, the magistrate Wu Caimao was admiring the silver ingot in his hand. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Wu Caimao couldn't help but angrily yelled: "My Lord said, don't disturb the office hours. What's going on?"
"Your Majesty, the refugees from Huaiyuan are running towards Dingyuan City."
"What?"
Wu Caimao shook his mustache, opened the door, looked at the county magistrate Zhou Zhong and the chief secretary Xie Gang, frowned and said: "Send someone to drive them away and not allow them to enter Dingyuan City! A group of beggars, come to us, It’s definitely up to no good.”
The county magistrate Zhou Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Your Majesty, you can't do it."
"How to prevent it?"
Wu Caimao said with a majestic glare.
"These are Huaiyuan mobs... If they are angered, our government office may not be able to stop them with our limited manpower..."
Zhou Zhong said depressedly.
Wu Caimao said disdainfully: "They still dare to attack my Dingyuan County Government Office? That's all, they are just a bunch of idiots. Place them in the west of the city. Remember, no one is allowed to enter the city!"
"What should we do with the food?"
Xie Gang, the chief clerk, looked at Wu Caimao uneasily.
Wu Caimao's eyes lit up and he said: "This is an opportunity. Isn't there still food in the warehouse? Mix some sand and give it to them as charity. As long as they don't starve to death, after these few days, they will still have to go back to Huaiyuan when the water recedes. .”
"If that's the case, haha..."
Xie Gang's face was full of smiles.
"Yes, they came and did us a favor. Go ahead, you don't need me to teach you how to provide disaster relief, right?"
Wu Caimao pushed the two of them away impatiently and returned to the house.
The county magistrate Zhou Zhong and the chief secretary Xie Gang looked at each other and took twenty government servants to the west of the city.
There was a flood in Huaiyuan and many people died. Even the county magistrate was beaten to death by these mud-legged people. Zhou Zhong and Xie Gang didn't know the magistrate of Huaiyuan and had no intention of meeting that gentleman, so they brought a few extra men with them. .
However, Zhou Zhong and Xie Gang were surprised when they saw the refugees.
This group of people looked like wandering ghosts. Their clothes were in tatters, their faces were covered in dirt, and there was mud hanging on their heads. There were also some leaves and branches mixed with them. Some people didn't even have shoes and were walking barefoot. What was creepy was that there were nearly three hundred people there, but they were as quiet as ghosts.
"Lord Registrar, why are you so scary?"
The Yamen Hou Bing asked timidly.
Xie Gang rolled his eyes at Hou Bing and stepped forward and shouted: "Listen, behind me is Dingyuan City. The magistrate is kind-hearted and specially took out food and ordered me to wait for relief. Now you can find a place to rest first. The porridge is ready. Just call you."
Li Laosan swallowed and seemed to take a breath. He lowered his head and glanced at the sleeping baby girl in his arms, his eyes full of sadness.
A few days ago, I went to the city to rescue people and saw a wooden basin floating in the water, with this poor baby girl in it.
No one knows whether her parents are still alive or not.
"Li Jiu, let's arrange for everyone to rest outside the city. Find a few people who can move and see if we can build a thatched hut or tent for women and children to live in."
Li Laosan sat slumped next to a tree, carefully placed the baby girl on the ground, and looked up at the afternoon sun. At this moment, his body seemed to have warmed up.
Li Jiu agreed and arranged for everyone to rest temporarily in the woods outside the city. Then he led a dozen people around some trees, pulled a rope at head height, tied up some moldy old quilts and sheets, and covered them. In a small area, someone picked up dead grass and leaves and piled them on the ground, which was regarded as a floor covering.
"Old squad leader, my baby has a bad cough. Can you go to the city to find a doctor?"
A woman held a boy of seven or eight years old and asked Li Laosan.
Li Laosan leaned against the tree trunk, took a few breaths, and said: "If anyone is sick or injured, let them come together, and I will take them into the city."
The woman thanked her quickly, threw the child aside, and ran to call someone.
Not long after, more than thirty people gathered in front of Li Laosan.
Li Laosan picked up the baby girl, handed it to his family, and then led people towards the city gate.
Seeing this, the county magistrate Zhou Zhong quickly stopped Li Laosan with a few government officials and said sternly: "What do you want to do?"
"Master, they are all sick. I will take them to the city to find a doctor to check on the illness. Look at this child, he keeps coughing and his face is a little blue."
Li Laosan said quickly.
"You are not allowed to enter Dingyuan City even if you are sick! If you contract some plague and spread it to the people of Dingyuan, wouldn't everyone in the city be like you? It would be great if the county government can give you food, but you still want to enter the city ?I advise you to take people away and avoid suffering."
Zhou Zhong covered his nose and said with a look of disgust.
"What are you talking about? It was Fengyang Prefect who asked us to take refuge here..."
A lame man behind Li Laosan shouted angrily.
"Are you using Fengyang Magistrate to suppress me? Do you know that this is Dingyuan County, not Fengyang, the central capital! If you have the ability, call the Magistrate over and let me take a look."
As Zhou Zhong spoke, he punched the water and fire stick in his hand on the ground, drew a line, and said: "Whoever dares to cross this line will not blame grandpa for being rude with the stick in his hand."
Li Laosan opened his arms and stopped everyone who wanted to cause trouble. He looked at Zhou Zhong and begged: "The children are right, they need a doctor."
"Stop talking to me about this! I just know that you shouldn't come here!"
Zhou Zhong refused coldly.
Li Laosan sighed, it seems that the world will always be the same.
"Ahem."
The boy couldn't stop coughing.
After days of heavy rain and rushing on the road, some people fell on the road forever. They were just outside the city but couldn't get in!
Do you have to watch your child die of illness at the gate of the city?
Li Laosan looked at Zhou Zhong and others and took a step forward.
"What do you want to do?"
Zhou Zhong clenched the stick in his hand.
Li Laosan's cheeks trembled, then he knelt down and shouted: "I beg you to be merciful and let them enter the city for treatment."
"Old team leader..."
The people behind him couldn't help shouting.
"Kneel down!"
Li Laosan pulled the boy, who stood stubbornly, but was too weak after all, so he was pulled to kneel down. Seeing this, the others also knelt down.
Seeing this, the Yamen Hou soldiers whispered to Zhou Zhong: "County Prime Minister, why don't we let them in? It's so pitiful..."
Zhou Zhong slapped his hand, and after hitting the Hou soldiers, he stepped forward and kicked Li Laosan, shouting: "You bunch of rioters still want to enter the city to cause trouble? Get away from me!"
Let them enter the city?
Not to mention being so dirty, what if he is really sick? What if he enters the city and causes riots among the soldiers and the people?
The most terrible thing is that the mob in Huaiyuan beat the county magistrate to death. This is known far and wide. What if they go to the county government office instead of seeing a doctor when they arrive in the city, and then beat the magistrate to death...
Only strong deterrence can make them timid and retreat. Once they show their cowardice, there is no way they will attack the city gate.
In the south of Dingyuan City, dozens of horses slowed down.
“It’s time for the Huaiyuan refugees to arrive, right?”
Cabinet Minister Yu Xin looked at the Huaiyuan City Gate in the distance and asked the people next to him.
Huang Zicheng, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, sighed and said: "It's too painful to ride the horse. Now I feel like I am a refugee. Hey, considering the time, the refugees should arrive in Dingyuan today."
"Master Shangshu, you are not the only one who feels uncomfortable."
Yuxin pointed to his thigh.
Mao Taiheng, the right servant of the Ministry of Personnel, frowned in pain and said: "What can we do? The emperor was so angry that he almost found the body of Wei Bacai, the magistrate of Huaiyuan County, and whipped it."
Yuxin felt cold all over when he thought of the scene at that time.
Since Emperor Jianwen ascended the throne, Zhu Yunwen has been in power
In court, he is always kind and kind. Even if he gets angry occasionally, he is justified. After refuting the officials' opinions, he gets angry and accuses the officials of not doing their best.
But after Fengyang Mansion issued that fateful document, the Ming Dynasty created an unprecedented existence:
Night court!
Historically, the imperial court only held morning dynasties, and at most the emperor was diligent and held a noon dynasty. No one had ever held an evening dynasty, but Zhu Yunwen not only held it, but also held it all night long!
No matter who the official is, no one who is supposed to go to court can escape.
If you are drunk and unconscious, you will immediately induce vomiting.
Those who visit brothels immediately push the girl away.
For those who exercise in place on the bed, quickly change to a running event.
All in all, no matter where you are or what you are doing, you should always enter the palace.
Such a large-scale evening party shocked the entire capital, and what shocked everyone even more was Zhu Yunwen's overwhelming anger.
The bursting of the Huaiyuan embankment in Fengyang was caused by a natural disaster, but the man-made disasters caused by natural disasters are the most outrageous, especially what the magistrate of Huaiyuan did. Not only did he not provide disaster relief, he also occupied the main road up the mountain and allowed the people to do whatever they wanted. Drown!
Not only did Zhu Yunwen get angry, but he also used the royal staff for the first time and disabled the censor Li Sen. However, the censor was not in good health and died before reaching the dungeon.
A beating with the imperial cane made all the officials sleepless.
The imperial censor Li Sen deserved his death, because Li Sen returned to the capital from Huaiyuan only half a month before the dike broke. He even praised the magistrate of Huaiyuan in his memorial for winning the hearts of the people and loving the people like a son.
Zhu Yunwen believed that Wei Bacai won the hearts of the people and loved the people like a son, but he died. In this case, Li Sen should have won the hearts of the people and loved the people like a son. How could he live up to these eight words if he didn't die?
A small county magistrate, not to mention causing harm to the local area, even the censor was bribed!
If Li Sen reported truthfully, then Wei Bacai should have been removed before the embankment burst. How could there be such a human tragedy?
Zhu Yunwen was so angry that he not only beat Li Sen, but also reprimanded the Sixth Section, the Supervisory Office, the Ministry of Personnel, and the Cabinet one by one. Even the unrelated commander Shi of the Security Bureau was brought to the court for training. I was given a meal, and the reason was that the supervision was not done properly.
After scolding, Zhu Yunwen planned to go to Huaiyuan to provide disaster relief in person, but was strongly discouraged by hundreds of officials. In the end, he was forced to give in under the pressure of Xie Jin, Yao Guangxiao and others.
However, Zhu Yunwen's anger and distrust of the local government also made everyone realize that simply sending an official from the Ministry of Revenue or finding a passerby to express condolences would not calm the emperor's anger at all.
Therefore, there were dozens of people including Cabinet Minister Yu Xin, Minister of Household Affairs Huang Zicheng, Inspector Zuodu Yushi Jingqing, Minister of Rites Mao Taiheng, Doctor of the Ministry of War Gu Pu, Commander of the Security Bureau Xiong Wucheng, Xingren Secretary Yan Xubo, etc. The highest level disaster relief mission.
Jingqing pointed to the designated far city gate and said: "This Dingyuan City is a famous place. In the former Song Dynasty, a man named Bao Zheng served as a county magistrate here. I think Wu Caimao, the magistrate of Dingyuan County, must have been tainted by the blue sky." Are you angry? It’s a good place to choose this place for disaster relief.”
"In previous years' civil service examinations, Wu Caimao was only considered average. Although he had no achievements, he should still be considered a good official."
Mao Taehyung said with extraordinary memory.
Security Bureau commander Xiong Wucheng frowned. These intellectuals always like to avoid talking.
For the Ming Dynasty, the most famous person in Dingyuan City is not Bao Zheng, but Li Shanchang, the first hero of the founding of the country, who destroyed Lan Yu in Beiyuan!
This is their hometown.
However, they are all dead.
Judging from Jing Qing's words, is this Wu Maocai contaminated with the turbid aura of Li Shanchang and Lan Yu, and is he not far from death?
"Sir, the Huaiyuan refugees have arrived in the west of the city and have not entered the city."
A horse galloped up and announced loudly.
Yu Xin's face turned cold and he said gloomily: "Why are they not resettled in the city? The refugees have worked hard all the way, and the old and weak must be sick and injured. If they are not resettled in the city, how can they be raised just outside the city? Come on, let's go to the west of the city!"
