Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 94: Are disaster victims still human?

The first batch of people brought back from the Three Jin areas were not many.

After all, resettlement is something that is engraved in the bones of the people at this time. No one is willing to leave their hometown unless they really can't survive.

However, Yang Xian estimates that more and more people will flock to Yangzhou in the future.

It's time to make some preliminary preparations when there are few people. First, the place where these foreigners live must be arranged.

Yang Xian decided to build a simple small flat building directly outside the city and plan it as a dormitory for workers. With cement, such a small flat building can be built very quickly.

He simply drew a design and asked craftsmen in the city to make bunk beds to maximize the use of space.

One dormitory, sixteen beds, 32 people.

Of course, the conditions in the family area for the elderly, weak, women and children will be better.

Time flies, and it’s the end of June.

In the land of Sanjin, the disaster finally broke out.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and for several months, not a drop of rain was seen on this land.

The cracks on the loess earth are like spider webs, densely packed and extending in all directions.

A gust of hot wind blew by, causing loess to fly on the official road.

After the dust settled, a few black spots appeared in the field of vision. When the camera zoomed in, it was revealed that it was a family of five, both adults and children, all carrying luggage.

They are victims of the disaster who are fleeing famine.

Behind this family, at every short distance, you can see a group of victims who are in a similar situation to this family.

The only difference is that there are more people and fewer people.

If you look up, you can see that this long dragon is so long that you can't see the camera at a glance.

As they walked on this vast land, everyone's face was numb.

These people had not had enough to eat for who knows how long, and their strength had long been gone. No one knew where they would end. They just followed the team in front and kept walking numbly.

It seems that there is hope of living in this way.

But every once in a while, someone in the long queue couldn't hold up and fell down. No one cared except the family members of the fallen person.

Amid the cries of the children, the team moved on.

No one even glanced at it.

Because they didn't even have the strength to turn around.

Above the team, crows were circling, their unpleasant cries intertwined with the cries of children.

It seemed even more desolate.

In a year of great disaster, people die every day, so there is nothing strange about it.

After everyone watched it for a long time, they became numb.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the front. The victims walking in front raised their heads with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Beijing.

Zhu Biao held on to the report in his hand, with veins popping out on the back of his hand and his face turned livid.

You must know that in the past few months, he and Yang Xian have transferred tens of thousands of people from the three Jin areas in advance.How much pressure is reduced for subsequent disaster outbreaks.

But even so, when this wave of disaster broke out, it was still as direct as a flood, unstoppable and breaking through everything.

The most important point is that there was a problem with local disaster relief, which caused the disaster to break out early!

Because some policies to rectify the administration of officials have just been implemented.

Beijing officials may have been affected, but looking at the whole country, it will take some time to have obvious effects.

Furthermore, even after this policy is implemented normally.

We can only say that there are fewer corrupt officials, but it is impossible to completely ban them.

Especially when the temptation of benefits is large enough, such as disaster relief in a disaster year.

Many officials have not yet been able to change from their old thinking.

According to the censor's report, Li Tao, the chief envoy of Shanxi Province, Si Zuo, who participated in the political affairs, actually replaced the food used for disaster relief with bran and fodder for livestock!

Liu Bowen, who was in charge of the Yushitai, was also furious when he learned about this.

Without saying anything, he went directly to Zhongshu Province.

"Zhu Xiaoming, the chief envoy of Shanxi Province and sitting on the left, replaced the grain used for disaster relief with bran and fodder for livestock. Li Xiangguo, do you know about this?" Liu Bowen asked angrily.

"I know." Li Shanchang said.

"Now that we know that, Mr. Xiangguo, as the head of hundreds of officials, how can you condone such a thing to happen in our land of Ming Dynasty." Liu Bowen said solemnly.

"Liu Zhongcheng calm down."

At this time, Hu Weiyong stood up and said: "Liu Zhongcheng doesn't know that this pound of rations can be exchanged for three pounds of bran. This means that the food that could only save one person can now save three people." Individual. Therefore, what Mr. Li Tao does is actually to save the people."

Liu Bowen looked ugly and said, "But bran is for animals, not for humans."

"Liu Zhongcheng, I have a somewhat offensive remark, do you know whether I should say it or not?" Hu Weiyong first bowed and saluted, then stood up and said. “Are disaster victims still human beings?”

"What did you say?!" Liu Bowen simply suspected that his ears were broken. He was stunned for two seconds and looked at Hu Weiyong in front of him in disbelief.

Hu Weiyong continued to speak: "Liu Zhongcheng, do you know that people who are about to starve to death are no longer human beings. As long as they can survive, there is no need for bran. That is a good thing. Grass roots, tree bark, and soil can all be eaten. !”

"It's really shocking that these words would come from Master Hu." Liu Bowen raised his head, looked at Li Shanchang on the other side, and asked. "Lord Xiangguo, do you think so too?"

"Bo Wen, don't be angry." Li Shanchang stood up and smoothed things over with a smile. "Master Hu, that's not what you meant."

"These victims are the same as us, born and raised by parents, and they are also His Majesty's subjects. What Weiyong wants to express is just that at this juncture, what we can do to allow these victims to survive is the most important. Now, regardless of the national treasury or the The granary is just an empty shell. If you want to keep more people alive, you can only do this."

Speaking of this, Li Shanchang paused, and then said: "Originally, waiting for the autumn harvest in the Yingtian Mansion, there will be a large amount of rice, which can alleviate the disaster to some extent, but now I don't know about the potatoes planted by Mr. Yang and His Royal Highness. When will there be a good harvest and can we eat it?”

"As the prime minister, I naturally have to plan for the worst case scenario. What if, I mean what if, if Mr. Yang's potatoes don't work, what will so many victims do? Eating bran can at least keep them alive. Go down."

After listening to Li Shanchang's words, Liu Bowen fell silent.

After returning home, he couldn't sleep no matter what. Finally, he got up from bed late at night and prepared to write a letter to his students.

But after writing a few sentences, Liu Bowen looked at the letter in front of him and suddenly reached out and tore it up.

"Xiao Liuzi! Get up, let's go to Yangzhou!" Liu Bowen shouted towards the outside of the house.

(End of this chapter)