Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 864
(Dingning is the year name of Yuan Lingzhi when he was in power, the first year of Dingning = the 26th year of Changle)

In July of the second year of Dingning, there was a severe drought in Fuli.

In the study of the Grand Master's Mansion, Bai Jingzhen looked at the letters on the table that were sent from all over the place, piled up like snowflakes, and his brows frowned uncontrollably.

This severe drought started in May. At the beginning, it was only in Dongjun, a hundred miles away from Shangjing. By June, it had spread to Nancuncun and Southern Province. Now it is the early autumn of July, and the severe drought has already swallowed Most of the southern provinces.

The pools and lakes have bottomed out, the rivers have stopped flowing, and even Qinglong Mountain, which has always been the most lush in the southern province, has withered and yellowed by half.

The water and food hoarded by the county guards in the southern province had been exhausted long ago, and one after another memorials broke into the court, but they were all taken away by the empress who was sitting on the ninth five seat, saying "this The drought is not yet a disaster, and the treasury has been empty recently, and the imperial court has no spare power to allocate money and food." He called back on the grounds.

That's right, this group of noble people who have lived in the rich and gentle township of the capital for a long time, how could they know how terrible the drought outside Beijing is.

Thinking so, the young man turned his head and glanced out the window. The water in the pool in the yard shimmered under the clear sky and scorching sun, and the koi swimming in the pool occasionally tossed and threw a few scattered flowers.

He suddenly felt a little irritable.

This is the capital, a capital that is always bustling and noisy, and can ignore the life and death of the people outside the capital.

People who live in the three-zhang city wall all the year round will not know what kind of scene is outside the city.

Dongjun County, where the drought was first born, has long since become a veritable "purgatory on earth".

The dry river exposed the cracked sand, and the bottom of the dry lake was full of corpses of fish and shrimp. Because of the severe drought that lasted for months, those dead fish and shrimp were scorched to dryness by the scorching sun before they could rot. , A touch will drop debris all over the ground.

Countless people died of starvation, thirst, disease, and disease. People didn't have time to dispose of those corpses, so they randomly dumped them in a nearby open space.

The food in the fields ran out, and the wild vegetables and fruits in the forest were wiped out by Yi Ying.

People who have been hungry for a long time are unable to hunt. Even if they accidentally pick up half-dead wild game that has been starved and fainted in the forest, they may not be able to find clean water to cook them.

There may still be water in the springs and small pools deep in the forest, but that is a forbidden place in the mountains where ordinary people cannot set foot.

He heard that in many villages there are only one or two old wells left, which can still squeeze out three or five jars of water every day. Dozens of people in the village barely survive on this little water.

In some places, the ground is so clean that even grass roots and bark can hardly be dug out, so some people turn their eyes to the seemingly filling chalk (also known as Guanyin soil, which has a false sense of fullness, because it is not digested, and It is extremely difficult to excrete if you eat too much, and you will be suffocated to death).

At present, no one has heard of the occurrence of "changing children and eating", but he estimates that if the drought continues to spread like today, the people will be forced to eat people sooner or later.

Bai Jingzhen raised his hand and pressed the center of his aching brow. Although he told his little cousin three months in advance to stockpile water and food in the southern province, the time was too tight, and the hastily prepared things could barely hold up. Most of the southern provinces that were affected by the disaster.

Even, if there is not a steady stream of money being intercepted by him at the junction of Fuli and Western Shang, the little water and food they have saved may not be able to support half of the southern province!
No, it won't work like this.

Who knows how many months this drought will end!

Moreover, after a severe drought, it is very easy to produce severe floods. There are many rivers in the East County and more mountains in the South Province. If there is a sudden heavy rain after three or four months of drought, landslides and mountain torrents will inevitably occur in these two lands!
No.

The young man pursed his lips. Apart from relying on the gold and silver that the Wen family and he had intercepted, he had to try again to see if he could get the emperor's decree, and by the way, think of another way to survive.

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"So, sir, you are playing today for the so-called 'drought situation' in the southern province of Dongjun?" On the Jinluan Hall, Yuan Lingzhi read the memorial presented by Bai Jingzhen, and her eyebrows kept frowning.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the East County has been affected by the disaster for more than two months, and most of the Southern Province has also been affected." Bai Jingzhen clasped his hands, and after speaking, he lowered his head deeply towards the golden carved jade dragon chair.

"The food reserves in the cities are about to run out. Your Majesty, if you don't want to allocate money to release food, I'm afraid that Dongjun and Southern Provinces will be full of hunger and people will die!"

"Your Majesty, I implore Your Majesty to release food for disaster relief!" The young man's words were extremely sonorous and forceful, but the young empress sitting in the dragon chair listened, but did not speak for a long time.

Bai Jingzhen knelt on the ground and waited for a long while, but Yuan Lingzhi did not respond, and finally couldn't help but look up at the gorgeously dressed emperor.

Sitting in this golden and precious ninth-five-year-old seat, Yuan Lingzhi is obviously much more stable than before.

It's just that such stability only remains in her words and deeds, and her essence is still that extremely innocent and extremely cruel ignorant girl.

For example, right now her eyes are full of apology, and he knows in his heart that her apology was never directed at those people who were starving and suffering, but at him—

Yuan Lingzhi would feel sad and full of guilt because he couldn't fulfill his "Mr." wishes, but he would never shed a single tear for the people of the world living in dire straits.

She is not worthy of that position, nor is she worthy of the country that the late emperor guarded all his life.

"Sir, this matter... It's not that I don't want to agree to you." Yuan Lingzhi opened her mouth after deliberation, her tone was slowed down by her, and her tone was also suppressed by her, "It's just that The national treasury is really empty this year, and the imperial court really can't afford that much money and food for a while."

"We have increased troops in West County this year, and there was a lot of banditry in Northern Province at the beginning of the year... In addition, last year's national funeral was expensive, and the tax revenue was not as good as before. This, I really can't raise money."

"Furthermore... sir, I don't think this disaster may be as serious as they say. Local officials are used to making a big fuss and using it to cheat the court of more money," Yuan Lingzhi said His eyes drifted away, "Sir, perhaps he was deceived."

"After all, I'm in Beijing, and I haven't seen anything like that."

The corners of Bai Jingzhen's lips were tense, and his face slowly paled in the empress's apologetic but indifferent words.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

absurd.

This is simply ridiculous!

What kind of reinforcements, what kind of exiled bandits, it was clearly a game between the two factions Yuan Lingwei and Lu Jinghong, which were released by each other to fight for power and money!
Also... what does it mean to be deceived by others? The drought is about to burn to the capital, and the ones who are really pretending to be crazy are clearly the courtiers in the palace and the emperor on the high platform!
--absurd!
Bai Jingzhen curled his fingers hard, and his fingertips pressed a few bloodstains on the palm of his hand. With a pale complexion, he raised his head to stare at the gorgeously dressed girl, and his voice trembled faintly when he got up.

"Since His Majesty does not want to release food for disaster relief." The young man sneered and pulled the corner of his lips, "Then I will figure out a way by myself."

"Your Majesty, I'm not feeling well today, please forgive me for the crime of disrespect in front of the palace - leave!"

The young man lowered his eyes and left with a flick of his sleeves.

　Damn, it's six o'clock in the afternoon when you open your eyes
　　
　
(End of this chapter)