Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 331 I still need to be more restrained

flood!

When Wang Liang heard this, his pupils shrank uncontrollably. The Jianghuai area was originally a land of fish and rice. Nearly [-]% of the grain in Ganping was produced here, and half of it was harvested in summer.

If the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers were flooded this summer... wouldn't the total amount of grain and grass produced by Ganping this year drop by [-]%?
How many people would that affect!

And... when his father came to Beijing to visit him at the end of last year, he seemed to have heard him mention that in recent years, the water levels of all rivers and rivers in the Jianghuai territory have been rising.

If the water level doesn't drop this spring, it may be flooded for the last time in five years.

In order to prevent this trouble, since the year before last, His Majesty has allocated a sum of money to Jianghuai and other places from time to time, ordering them to build dams and strengthen water-proof measures for granaries in various places.

"...Sir, are you sure you are responding to the disaster this summer?" Wang Liang said with difficulty, he felt like a huge stone was blocked in his throat, and he was almost out of breath.

Right now, the battle between Qianping and Hanze is in full swing. Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses consume a lot every day. Last year was a cold year, and most of the farmland in the north was frozen to death. The remaining crops can't produce much food. After a year, It is almost non-acceptable.

Most of the grain stored in the Jianghuai region in the past few years was sent to the northern frontiers, either as food for the army, or for disaster relief, and the rest was less than two or three out of ten.

These two or three miles, and those old grains that are too old, rotten and moldy, and can only be regarded as waste, are less than two-tenths.

We have to count those that were washed away by floods.

In other words, if this crop of rice suffers a disaster this summer...Jianghuai, there will be famine.

Although the state treasury has enough grain, there should be some surplus grain in the other war | granaries, but those places are too far away from Jianghuai.

It would take at least ten days and half a month to transport these food and grass to the Jianghuai River. In addition, in the officialdom, whenever there is a matter of relief to the people, the money and food will be exploited by officials along the way and distributed to the people. , there is not much left.

There will still be a famine... and before the relief food allocated by the imperial court arrives, there will be a famine!
And the flood itself can easily cause plague and epidemics...

If the flood is accompanied by famine and plague, the people will not be able to make a living. Will there be starvation everywhere?
Jianghuai is in danger!

Wang Liang's teeth chattered, and his complexion became paler and paler. He stared at the figure revealed on the silk screen, trying to find the eyes of the "Taoist of Prejudice".

But the heavy veil blocked his sight, he couldn't see the figure of the Taoist, nor could he find his eyes.

"Lord Wang, this is a secret, I don't dare to vent it too much." Mu Xici sighed softly when she heard the sound, she really wanted to confide the truth to Wang Liang.

After all, the Wang and Yang houses are very powerful in Jianghuai. If they can help prepare food and resettle the people together, the damage caused by this unprecedented flood will only be smaller.

But she couldn't, she couldn't say it, as soon as she moved her bare mind just now, her chest immediately felt tight, and her head also hurt like a needle prick, the pain made her almost unable to utter a sound!

Thinking about this flood...it was a natural disaster that Qianping should have dealt with.

Fortunately, although the dog God forbids her to speak in too much detail, it did not stop her from beating around the bush and hinting that Wang Liang and others had already made preparations.

Otherwise, she would really have to risk her life to fight this dog Tiandao——how could Mo Shuyuan, that evil dog, live so easily, but she would have to suffer if she wanted to save [-] more people? These many restrictions?
The lives of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people are nothing compared to Mo Shuyuan's shameless fake|The fate of the emperor is not worthy!
The little girl quietly clenched her fists and tried her best to keep her voice steady: "Your Excellency, why don't you think this way, no matter whether the flood should happen this summer or not, if you make a plan in advance and save more food, you won't go wrong."

"Even if these things are not used in the Jianghuai area, there are always other places where they can be used, right?"

"It's not yet the first month of the year, so there are at least two months left to prepare supplies. Even if we only raise an extra [-] shi of grain and grass, it will be enough for the common people to save food for a month or so."

This... is indeed the truth.

The Jianghuai area was originally a place of granaries. All he had to do was to mention a sentence in his family letter to let his father and the others stock up on food, and when they were stockpiling, they would stock up on herbs, canopies and other things.

No matter how many things can be raised... as long as you are prepared, it is better than being unprepared and bare-handed.

There was a momentary trance on Wang Liang's face, he stayed where he was for a long time, and then gradually came back to his senses.

"Thank you for reminding me, sir." Wang Liang raised his hand and bowed to the end, "If Jianghuai really suffers from this flood this summer, what you said, sir, will save all the people in Jianghuai."

"Wang is here first, on behalf of the people of Jianghuai, thank you sir."

"You don't have to be like this." Mu Xici closed his eyes, "Saving the poor and helping the needy, and helping all living beings, is what we should do. The poor don't ask for money or gratitude, but only ask for a clear conscience and peace of mind. "

She... just didn't want to see so many innocent people die here again.

The little girl closed her eyes, her fingertips stroking the astrolabe trembled slightly.

Wang Liang, who was outside the heavy curtain, couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then slightly eased the tense corners of his lips.

"Great sir, it's because Mr. Wang has judged others by himself." Wang Liang said, bowing solemnly again, "Sir, my husband and I have been quarreling here for a long time, and I dare not delay Mr.'s time any longer, so I leave first. "

"Take care sir, we will see you someday."

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, my lord, go slowly." Mu Xici responded, and she straightened her body. The footsteps of Wang Liang and his wife disappeared completely on the top floor, and then she suddenly collapsed backwards, and her whole body fell into a nest like soft mud. chair.

Dizziness, dizziness in the head, the kind of dizziness that flutters and feels empty!
Master Mu stretched out his hands and hugged his head in pain, she probably said too much by accident today, and now she will lose all her strength.

No, I still have to restrain myself a bit in the future, if I can't mention these things, it's up to her. In the end, it's herself who feels uncomfortable.

The little girl drooped her eyelashes, and was about to take a nap when the wooden door, which had been closed for a while, was suddenly pushed open.

Mo Junli sneaked half of his head through the crack of the door, and called softly behind the double curtain: "Master, are you there?"

"Won't you watch it yourself if you're here?" Mu Xici pouted, and hummed a few words angrily. Seeing this, the young man raised his eyebrows, sneaked into the room, and strode towards behind the curtain.

"Why are you so angry today?" Mo Junli pursed her lips feeling aggrieved, knowing that when she was sent back to the house last night, the girl was in a very good mood, why did it change when she woke up?

"I'm tired." The little girl shook her head and beckoned, "You came just in time, help me massage my head, I'm tired."

"What are you doing, why are you so tired?" The boy frowned, and raised his fingers to press the acupoints on the top of the little girl's head.

The young man who practiced martial arts was very accurate in finding acupuncture points, and the strength in his hands was neither light nor heavy. Master Mu squinted his eyes comfortably under his pressure: "No, I accidentally said too much."

"Talking too much..." Mo Junli blinked, and suddenly remembered that he had met Wang Liang and his wife when he went upstairs, and his fingertips trembled suddenly.

"Did you tell about the flood this year?"

　Counseling: Wronged Baba
　　Then he heard Ah Ci say that he talked too much

　　probably be angry
　　hahahahahahahahahahaha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)