I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 652

It is said that there should be a sense of heaven and man.For example, at this time, the government took the lead in plugging the gap, so the sky should clear up.

However, the next morning, the rain was still falling. Although it was light, it didn't mean to stop.

Maybe, God's hatred for Linghu Jiu and others is stronger than the cooperation with the king!

Day and night, drenched in heavy rain, with no protection and no food.As long as Linghu Jiu is alive, he may have only one breath left.

There were not many soldiers left at the gap, except for those who were responsible for observing the gap and changes in the water flow, the soldiers were now grouped into groups and prepared to enter the ocean on sheepskin rafts to rescue the scattered Huazhou survivors.

The generals of the new army still understand the hearts of the officials quite well, and the soldiers sent to the gap are all from Huazhou.

Except for the spittle when passing by, Linghu Jiu didn't take care of anyone else.

Just die, the problem is that on the way to death, it is really uncomfortable!

Shouting, no one cares, crying, no one cares!They are all soldiers, ministers, workers and colleagues are all in a temporary camp, the sound of rain blocked his already hoarse shouts...

No one will remember them anymore!
At this time, the temporary camp was really in full swing.

Everyone knows that the mood of the officials has improved, and they dare to vent their excitement loudly.

One by one, the sub-groups were scrambling to get ready to march towards Wang Yang.

"Old Wang Ge, be sure to arrange the resettlement of the victims before the arrival of the first batch of rescued people!"

"Zihua, in charge of food distribution, began to distribute according to three days' use. Every time someone is rescued, they will be given three days' use."

"Mr. Chen Ge, you are responsible for the resettlement of the elderly, women and children who lost their families. You are authorized to mobilize the barracks cooks, and you must not let these people starve!"

"Mr. Wen Ge, you must repeatedly tell the sheepskin raft to set off, and set off with no less than one day's rations. The rations are for the victims of the disaster."

"The load of the sheepskin raft is limited. It is possible that at some point, there will be more victims than the load of the sheepskin raft. Be sure to appease the victims who cannot be rescued the first time, and leave food for them!"

"Zirong, you take everyone from the workshop city to inspect the temporary camp, communicate with Bianliang, monitor the water flow in the gap, supervise the production of sheepskin rafts, and dispatch soldiers..."

Zhao Xi was at the headquarters, and began to arrange tasks in an orderly manner.

But Han Qi was missed.Of course, Lu Gongbi also missed out.Because Lu Gongbi has been handling some official documents for Zhao Xi these two days...~
Han Qi didn't realize it, just like the officials left Fu Bi in Bianliang, probably the officials asked him to coordinate.

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The first batch of victims were rescued, and Wang Anshi arranged to lead the victims to settle in and temporarily set up tents...～
However, even if the victims are already very tired, they feel that they will faint in the next moment.But they still insisted on throwing off the soldiers' hands supporting them, and solemnly knelt down in the direction of the bright yellow flag, nine kowtows!
At this moment, Wang Anshi was also solemn, and followed them to bow to the official camp!

Officials, created a precedent for saving people from fire and water!

...~
"It was the middle of the night, and I was awakened by the sound of rumbling in my sleep. Before I could understand it, the flood pushed down the wall of the house and came in..."

Wang Anshi asked the scribe to record that he found a fairly strong man, drank a bowl of ginger and brown sugar water, and began to tell him.

"At that moment, I wanted to catch the mother-in-law and the son, but I caught them, but they were washed out together by the water."

"I know how to swim and splash out of the water, but I can't control myself to flow with the water, I don't know where I will be washed away!"

"I was very scared, but I still had to save the mother-in-law and my son. Later, I saw a wooden plank, put my son on it, and let the mother-in-law and I hold onto it and float along the water..."

"I'm so tired, I don't have any strength at all! If it weren't for that old tree, I would have died! But with that old tree, I still think I'm going to die..."

"Two days and two nights, I didn't have a bite to eat, my son was crying and hungry, the mother-in-law...~the mother-in-law cut her hand and let the son suck... I am a man! But I can't help it, carry my son on my back, hug the mother-in-law, hug I'm waiting to die by the tree branch..."

"I lost my strength in my hands. After slipping several times, I almost couldn't hold the branch anymore... woo woo... The mother-in-law passed out, and my son couldn't cry anymore... woo woo..."

"I think, I probably won't survive! This is not the first time that the Yellow River floods. I heard from the old man that every time there is a flood, people die, and the whole village dies!"

"If the whole family can die together, you won't be alone on the road to Huangquan! It's just that my son is only three years old... woo woo..."

"No, I want to thank Your Majesty, thank you Your Majesty for saving our family, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for the rest of my life..."

At the end of the speech, the strong man was a little incoherent, but the action of him kneeling on the ground and prostrating made Wang Anshi feel the piety in it!
Wanjiasheng Buddha?What is it?Compared with the officials, the Buddha is really nothing in the hearts of Wang Anshi and the disaster victims in Huazhou.

Wang Anshi was stunned, thinking a lot in his mind.

From the narrations of the rescued people, Wang Anshi has basically made a rough assessment of the disaster.

He was sure that even if he searched through the history books, he would not be able to find such a low death rate after the Yellow River flooded this time.

In other words, there has never been an era where there has been disaster relief like this one led by the government.

Eldest brother cures diseases before the disease breaks out, because ordinary people don't know that he can eradicate the disease beforehand, so his reputation cannot be spread.

Zhongxiong treats illnesses at the beginning of the disease, and most people think that he can only treat minor ailments, so his reputation only reaches the local people.

And when I treat diseases when they are seriously ill, most people see me putting needles on the meridians to let blood, applying medicine on the skin and other major operations, so they think that my medical skills are superb, and my reputation spreads all over the country.

Wang Anshi suddenly remembered Bian Que's allusion on the medical skills of his three brothers.

Building dikes and dams is to prevent diseases, and it is for the elder brother Bian Que.This time the disaster relief, the official leadership is to treat the disease at the beginning.In the past dynasties, the so-called disaster relief has been doing things to treat serious illnesses.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish, so why is saving disasters the same as treating patients?
There were bursts of cheers outside the tent. Wang Anshi knew that this was the return of the rescue team again and again, and one after another the victims were rescued.

Wang Anshi was distracted, but his respect for the officials in his heart was increasing little by little, just like the rescued disaster victims.

To have such a king is really the luck of the ministers, the blessing of the people, and the prosperity of the Song Dynasty!

"Master..."

The old servant has been watching his master in a daze for a long time, but this is at the scene of disaster relief, so he has to remind the master... Linghu Jiu's miserable situation was widely spread in the camp.

"Go! Go to patrol the camp!"

Wang Anshi felt that in such an era, he could still work for another 20 years and see the grand occasion of ZTE in the Song Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)