I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 644 Are you still acting rashly?

Fu Bi's words are very clear, disobeying orders is disobeying military orders.

Everyone knows the consequences of disobeying military orders.

As a result, the whole Bianliang was boiling, which was stirred up by court officials.

The doors of the houses were knocked open, and the orders were passed on, and the officials began to move one by one.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with chaos.

After all, the yamen of the imperial court has never experienced such a situation.

Starting from the ministers and workers who participated in the meeting, they went out from the Palace of Qinzheng, and under the heavy rain, they personally notified their subordinates... It was not yet Mao's time, and there was no one in the yamen.

Relatively organized is the Privy Council.

Han Zhen was originally from Qiandi, and he was trained with the guard battalion. Moreover, the new army stationed in Bianliang had all undergone emergency drills.

For a while, Bianliang Street began to be awakened by the orderly footsteps of soldiers.

"What's wrong? Beiliao is calling?"

"What nonsense? Beiliao dare to fight us now? I heard that Huazhou's dam broke."

"What does the collapse of the Huazhou dam have to do with the army? It's nothing more than more refugees. The imperial court is not short of money and food to relieve the refugees!"

"You know an egg ball! My neighbor is a government servant of the Ministry of War, and he was also summoned. I heard that the government ordered the army to go to Huazhou for disaster relief!"

"Disaster relief? Talk nonsense! How to rescue disasters? You haven't seen how terrible the water of the Yellow River is, have you? Huazhou was submerged in one fell swoop. No matter how many people there are, it will be in vain!"

"Water can wash away things, so maybe there are people alive. In the early years, when the Emperor was still the first emperor, when the Yellow River flooded, a large number of refugees came from the outer city of Bianliang. They were all soaked in the water and carried them over. I heard that the water was not submerged. How many died, soaked in the water, starved to death a lot..."

"The officials are sages! You can always save a lot of people..."

...~Bianliang woke up, starting from the sporadic light in the heavy rain, gradually lighting up the whole Bianliang street.

People are discussing, discussing the actions of the imperial court this time.

Then, from the first person, people came out of the house against the rain.

We all know that this is a soldier who is going to Huazhou for disaster relief...

"Son, just two chickens. I just cooked them and brought them to school for my grandson. Now you take them, and you won't have a full meal when you go to Huazhou..."

"This is my family's ancestral coir raincoat. I'm wearing it. It's still raining. How much can it cover the rain..."

With more and more people in Bianliang Street, the new army went to Huazhou for disaster relief, and everyone knew about it, so there were some spontaneous actions... Everyone wanted to contribute.

Many people who are old have experienced the flood of the Yellow River during the time of the first emperor, and some are even survivors at that time.

After the news of the Huazhou dam collapse spread, they all came to both sides of the street.

It's almost Mao time, and at this time the gate of the palace is wide open...

Zhao Xi has never had the habit of using guards of honor when going out, and it is still the same today.It's just that his carriage is different after all.

Behind Zhao Xi's carriage was the carriage of several cabinet ministers... I don't know if they were preached by Fu Bi, or I understood it myself. Stay in Bianliang.

On this point, Zhao Xi neither requested nor stopped him, it was completely voluntary.

When Zhao Xi's carriage left the palace gate and walked into Yujie, he found that the entire Bianliang street was crowded with Bianliang's subjects...

"That's the official carriage..."

"Are the officials going to bid farewell to the army?"

"No, I heard that the officials are going to Huazhou for disaster relief..."

The crowds on both sides of the street, and whispers...

At this time, one of the civilians stopped by the soldiers suddenly stepped back, put away his umbrella, and knelt down on the rain-soaked ground...

From this point on, as Zhao Xi's carriage moved forward, the crowd seemed to be arranged, without any instructions, people followed the carriage and knelt down line by line.

At this time, there was no noise in the entire Bianliang street, only the sound of horseshoes stepping on the concrete road and wheels rolling.

"Official... outside..."

Wang Zhongzheng saw it, but he didn't know how to report it to the officials.

Zhao Xi was thinking about how to rescue the disaster, and was recalling some measures for flood prevention in later generations.

Hearing Wang Zhongzheng's words, he looked out along the curtain he opened...

The crowd is still kneeling, orderly and devout kneeling.

At this moment, Zhao Xi's nose was a little sore.He still didn't regard himself as a pure king, and was still moved by such silent kneeling...

"I……"

Zhao Xi asked Wang Zhongzheng to open the side door so that he could face the common people.He deliberately said something, and said that it should be done.

But when he opened his mouth, he felt that he had nothing to say.

In the quiet Bianliang street, the word "zheng" was spread, but no one made any noise. Those who should kneel down continued to kneel down, and the guarding soldiers still performed their duties. The hooves of the horses were kicking, and the wheels were still rolling.no change.

However, at this moment, the entire Bianliang City seemed to be filled with an aura...

"Let's go..."

Zhao Xi's voice was very soft, he didn't know what to say, but he knew what to do.

Fu Bi stared at the palace wall from a distance, although there was rain dripping, he could clearly see everything in Yujie.

"Zhigui, at this moment, do you still think that the officials are acting rashly?"

I don't know how future generations will record this event, and I don't know how far-reaching this day will be for the Song Dynasty. At this moment, what Fu Bi can feel is enough for him.

For their dynasty, there was the current scene in Bianliang, and for Fu Bi, the prime minister, he felt that enough was enough.Enough to be famous forever.

Han Qi, Zhang Fangping, Chen Shengzhi, and Sima Guang who came after hearing about it, stood on the palace wall... At this time, they also had the idea of ​​kneeling down.

"The officials would never have thought that this would be the case..."

Zhang Fangping was a little emotional.

"It is precisely because the officials did not expect it that it is the most shocking. It is also because the officials did not think this way that it is the most real. Everything is out of the heart."

"It's the official's heart to come to rescue the disaster in person, and it's the official's heart as a father, and he can't bear the suffering of the people. The people of Bianliang bow down devoutly, and it's also out of their heart, thanking God for giving them a holy king."

"My lords, in the past few days, we need to work together to maintain the normal operation of the court, and at the same time ensure logistical support for the disaster relief team ahead. Only in this way can we be worthy of this scene in Bianliang Street, and we will be worthy of our hearts!"

Fu Bi was really moved by this scene. Fu Bi, who was rarely excited, also raised his voice and shouted slogans to the remaining cabinet ministers.

At this time, Zhao Xi's heart was not only moved, but also heavy.

An hour passed, and the scouts from the Dushui Supervisor and the Imperial City Division had already rushed to Huazhou, but no news came...~Zhao Xi also knew that he was a little anxious.

He couldn't help but worry, he had never encountered such a thing before.

He really didn't know how useful those arrangements and deployments were before the disaster of the Huazhou dam collapse.

(End of this chapter)