Princess Fuyao

Chapter 117 Is there a way to help the people tide over difficulties?
"Is the same knowledge corrupt?"

"It was okay before, but I sued Liu Changlin. Later, I became ill and spent a lot of money on medicine. In the end, Jiang Zicai helped him find a famous doctor, and then shut up. It seems that he took the money and medicine from Liu Changlin. , Well, I can only be sure that a lot of medicine has been delivered, anyway, he doesn’t talk, and he doesn’t care about things, just a deaf ear, for display.”

"How did the Tartars behave when they came?"

"Let Liu Changlin drag him away. He is sick, and it's useless to stay."

"What about you?"

"I followed my mentor closely to fight against the Tartars. If it wasn't for my mentor, I would have lived and died with Linhai Fucheng."

"Oh, are you those students who forced old Mr. Zhai Qingquan to leave?"

"Yes! There is no need to worry about firewood if the green hills are left. At that time, we had no people, no weapons and food, and the Tartars attacked from the north gate. It was really impossible to resist. When the people ran from the east gate to At sea, we also carried Mr. into the sea."

"Hiding on a boat?"

"We took a boat to the island. When the Tartars came, we began to send the people there. Therefore, this time the city was broken, and not many people died."

"If what you said is true, I will ask the imperial court for a reward."

"Sir, you don't want rewards, you just want to punish corrupt officials!"

"It's been two years, why didn't Mr. Zhai report on Liu Changlin? I think he must know some famous people in the provincial capital or the capital, and speak for him in the court."

"Sir, he traveled and only came back this summer. For some reason, there was no news of the letter he wrote outside." Yang Zhen still had a trace of confusion on his face.

"Mr. Yang, the Spring Festival will be in a few days. I see that the people are dressed in rags and their faces are disheveled. Do you know how to make them have a good year?"

"All the food was robbed and burned by the Tartars, the boats were gone, and the merchants refused to come. Even if there is money, there is nowhere to buy it."

"Then we must not wait like this. I must hurry up and organize people to deliver food here. Otherwise, people will starve to death."

Yang Zhen looked at Fuyao's eyes, and immediately cast a color of respect and gratitude. Officials who know how to feed the people are rare. This young man can personally go to the city to lead the army and the people to fight against the Tartars. It seems that Zizi's Daotai is not a false name based on fate, but a real thing.

He cupped his hands: "Sir, after hearing the news that Golden Arrow Collection has kept him, he said that you and Liang Guohou are both young heroes, and that he is ashamed. I am a little bit unconvinced. Now, only the benevolence and righteousness of an adult who cares about people's livelihood Heart, I, Yang Zhen, feel ashamed, from now on, I will follow..." He probably suddenly thought that the officials in front of him were much more than he used to serve, and he was stuck unable to say the words "follow you".

"Yang Zhen, I have something important to ask, I wonder if you would be willing to help me with this." Fuyao said.

"No problem, water conservancy water, fire fire!" This Yang Zhen, Fuyao looked at him not at all like a Confucian scholar, but more like a member of the underworld.

"Mr. Zhai, please temporarily preside over the government affairs of Linhai Mansion."

"This—" Yang Zhen was very embarrassed, "Sir will never be an official."

"Help me, can you? Let him rest when I have my hands free." Fuyao's move is really good. Zhai Qingquan must hate the intrigue of the officialdom, so he doesn't bother to go out, and is willing to be a commoner, but he is right. Fuyao admires it very much, you should do what you need to help, otherwise you will be a villain with a different heart.

Yang Zhen said with great embarrassment: "This won't work, sir said, he will never be an official."

"Try to convince Mr. Zhai that special treatment will be given during special times, and you should not ignore the lives of the people just because of your own selfishness."

"How can you say that..." Yang Zhen was surprised.

"My words are correct. Why is Mr. Zhai unwilling to be an official? You know, he consumes the resources of the imperial court when he studies and studies. He is a talent of the imperial court. If he refuses to be an official, he refuses to serve the people. Doing things, he refuses to share the worries of the emperor. Even if he said that he would not be an official, it would damage his reputation if he became an official now, but compared with the safety of the country, and the life and death of the people, which is more important, I think, you guys Much clearer than me. If Mr. Zhai is determined not to come out to help, there is nothing we can do, but from now on, I will look down on him."

The person Yang Zhen admired the most, let Fuyao refute him so much, he was very unconvinced and very sad, but he couldn't refute Fuyao's words, his face turned red for a while, his lips wriggled and couldn't speak.

Fuyao softened his tone: "You should try to persuade Mr. Zhai, not for the sake of being an official, but for the common people and the Great Yong Dynasty."

"Okay!" Yang Zhen solemnly agreed.

Fuyao secretly let out a sigh of relief.The hateful emperor actually thinks that they are afraid that someone will overshadow their limelight, so they intend to suppress Zhai Qingquan.What does it have to do with the two of them not being able to come out to be an official? The emperor insisted on accusing him of confinement. They can't put it on their heads in such a daze. Today, they have to force Zhai Qingquan to come out. .

Fuyao made people go back to the Golden Arrow Collection overnight. The people there had prepared a lot of new year's goods. Except for those who were particularly poor, every other family first borrowed five steamed buns and five catties of noodles. The people in the village will have food first on the day of the Chinese New Year. As for later, they are now sending people to several nearby towns to purchase food. It is estimated that there will be food for sale in the market on the fourth and fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

"Where is Liu Changlin's home?" Fuyao asked suddenly.

"Wanglou Town, from here to the south, across the Qingjiang River." Yang Zhendai replied.

"It's very close, more than 400 miles away." Fuyao said.

"Ah."

"Master Liu, I think you still have one important thing to do."

"What's the matter?" Liu Changlin was completely in a state of dementia now, standing there like a stake, and blinked blankly when he heard Fuyao's words.

"If your parents or wife come to Hai Mansion to give alms with food and cloth at this time, although they can't exonerate you, they can reduce their sentence."

Liu Changlin was shocked and his mind cleared up a lot. Based on his crimes, his family property must be confiscated and confiscated. For men, the best ending is to be exiled, and for women to be sold by officials.Anyway, the money cannot be kept, so it is better to donate it at this moment. When the court sentences the family members, it can be appropriately lighter. The son's exile may be changed to a staff punishment...

"I'll write them now."

"It's best, you go back in person." Fuyao reminded.For a corrupt official like this, there might be tens of thousands of catties of grain in the granary at home. It would be even better if he could buy some more from the north bank of the Qingjiang River. She winked at the master Huang Haoran standing behind her. The scribe who came from the capital to help Fuyao under the order of Marshal He was a very witty and interesting master, he immediately understood Fuyao's meaning, brought two personal soldiers, and escorted Liu Changlin out.

Duo had seen Huang Haoran's tricks before, and when he saw Fuyao sending him there, he couldn't help laughing: "You master, why don't you squeeze Liu Changlin's bones dry?"

"It was originally the blood and sweat of the common people."

"Hehehe, I didn't say no, it's taken from the people and used for the people." Seeing that Huang Haoran had something to do, Liang Xiao stood aside and hurriedly interjected.

Fuyao smiled and told him to "call the little officials from Linhai Mansion over here and assign tasks."

"Yes!" No need for Fuyao to say, Liang Xiao knew what the mission was, it was nothing more than defense and people's lives.

Although it is almost the end of the new year, it is time for vacation, because the imperial court has ordered them to wait for the liquidation in the mansion. At this moment, the sky is already dark, but I heard that the Daotai is coming, and in the yamen of Linhai Mansion, there are people sitting in a daze in various government offices , dare not leave half a step.

More than [-] young and strong yamen servants and small officials followed Huang Haoran to transport food, and most of the rest went to check the disaster situation, and gathered those whose families were impoverished and starved to death, first gathered in the Han family ancestral hall near the government office , and the rest, help the cooks in the government office to cook porridge and provide relief to the people.

At this time, it was already the beginning of the unitary hour, and Fuyao waved his hands: "Act immediately." Maybe because of this porridge in the evening, some people would not die of cold and hunger.

The co-prefect Liang Geng, coughing all the way, ran into the magistrate's yamen: "I don't know that my lord is coming, I am far away to welcome you, sin, sin!" With a little luck, Liang Geng wanted to invite Fuyao to dinner: "Prepare a little wine, and please honor it with your lord."

Fuyao really wanted to kick him down, but thinking that everyone was hungry, he stretched out his hand to signal Liang Geng to go first.

Liang Geng didn't expect it to be so easy, he turned his head with a smile on his face, and walked on the ground.

"Where is Master Liang's house?" Fuyao repeated his old trick.

"Shanyin County, Langshan Prefecture." More than 2000 miles away, forget it.

At the dinner table, Liang Geng's prepared persuasion words and persuasion words were useless, and Fuyao was not polite to him at all. As soon as the food was served, he took the lead in chewing while Liang Geng was stunned.

Or had a meal of noodles at noon, they were already so hungry that their chests were stuck to their backs, and Fuyao didn't look down on this guy at all, so how could he still show his energy to play tricks with him?Half of the dishes have not been served, and the glass of wine has not been touched, so she took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "Where the Tartars go, it is like a flood, and the people are poor. I don't know if Mr. Liang can solve it." method?"

"..." Liang Geng wiped the sweat off his forehead violently, and had nothing to say.

"Master Liang, can the common people make a living this winter?"

Still sweating.

Fuyao wanted to kick him again, what's the use of such an official?People pay taxes with their hard-earned money, not pig farmers.

"Go to the official office and get your teacher here."

"Just wait outside." Liang Geng said cautiously. He has been immersed in the officialdom for decades, and he has never met Fuyao. , making him shiver uncontrollably.

What kind of master is there, what kind of servant is there? Liang Geng's master didn't care about the people's livelihood, and he said a series of praises as soon as he came in. Fuyao interrupted impatiently and asked: "Now the people No way to survive, do you know what they do for a living in winter?"

"Prepare for the New Year and trade in the market."

This is not nonsense, where does the material come from now to do the transaction?
"Do you have a way to help the people tide over the difficulties?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)