"You damn things, if it weren't for your insatiable greed and greed for the construction of the Yellow River embankment, how could the Yellow River embankment burst? Why did so many people die?"
Zhao Zhen rushed in front of these officials and kicked his feet violently.
He has practiced martial arts for more than two years, and martial arts cannot be said to be so strong, but the strength on his feet is far stronger than the average person.
One by one, he kicked all the officials to the ground.
If Kou Zhun hadn't stopped him, he could kick people to death.
This shows that Zhao Zhen is very anxious for these people.
Kou Zhun pulled Zhao Zhen and said to Wang Zeng: "People will be dragged down and put in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. They will be asked to be killed in the future."
Wang Zeng immediately led the Forbidden Army soldiers and escorted the officials down the city wall.
Kou Zhun gave Zhao Zhen to Kou Ji and asked Kou Ji to take care of Zhao Zhen, and then he went to work.
Inside the city gate.
Kou Ji and Zhao Zhen sat side by side.
Zhao Zhen said angrily: "After I succeeded, I killed so many corrupt officials, why are some people still greedy?"
Kou Ji clicked his lips and wanted to tell Zhao Zhen what he had discussed with Cao Tong and Liu Heng in the Kou Mansion.
But after thinking about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.
In front of Zhao Zhen, speaking bad things about his grandfather and his uncle's grandfather is always a bit unbeautiful.
Since then, Kou Ji said faintly: "When the water is clear, there will be no fish... Corrupt officials have existed in all dynasties and dynasties.
Zhao Zhen angrily said, "But I can't tolerate this kind of corrupt official in my heart."
He stared at Kou Ji and asked: "You can't do anything to kill all the corrupt officials in the world?"
Kou Ji shook his head, "No... Human desires are endless. As long as people still have desires and there are officials in this world, there will always be corrupt officials."
Zhao Zhen stomped angrily, "Since I became the throne, wherever my eyes are, there are corrupt officials. Didn't I have an upright official in the Song Dynasty?"
Kou Ji stunned: "Yes!"
Zhao Zhen asked, "Who?"
Kou Ji pointed to himself, "Me."
Zhao Zhen angrily said: "You don't count."
Kou Ji smiled indifferently, "There must be many upright officials in my Great Song Dynasty, but you and I haven't found it yet."
Zhao Zhen clenched his fists, and said in a loud voice: "I will be pro-government in the future, so I must reuse upright officials and severely punish those corrupt officials."
Kou Ji smiled and did not speak.
Two days later.
Both Kou Ji and Zhao Zhen stayed on the head of the city, looking at the flood outside the city.
But the Bianjing city has turned upside down.
The second day after the flood came to the city.
Food prices in Bianjing city began to soar, soaring all the way to a frenzied point.
After nightfall, rumors spread in Bianjing.
There are all kinds of rumors.
It is said that Zhao Zhen's incompetence caused natural disasters.
It is said that Kou Zhun made a mistake and misled the country, leading to disasters from heaven.
It is also said that Liu E, the demon empress, did not punish her, so that she would anger God and bring disaster.
Opinions are divergent, and rumors are everywhere.
Everything that is qualified to provoke God is within the scope of the people's rumors.
After the middle of the night, the grain shop next to Tianqing Temple was broken through by the people, causing a rush of looting.
Subsequently, grain shops of various sizes in Bianjing City also ransacked one after another.
People from the Inspection Department cooperated with the soldiers of the Forbidden Army and rushed to the major grain shops overnight to disperse the people.
On the third day.
The people were panicked and started a new round of grabbing for food.
Kou Zhun first threw out the corrupt officials who had embezzled the Yellow River embankment to build money and food, and killed the people to vent their anger. Then, he collected food from the whole city and distributed it to the people free of charge. This stabilized the people's minds.
On the night of the third day.
All the soldiers in the Bianjing city mobilized collectively to block all the streets in the Bianjing city, blocking the people at home, and preventing them from gathering in turmoil.
Fortunately, the flood outside the city subsided on the morning of the fourth day.
Zhao Zhen stared at the slowly receding flood outside the city, and said excitedly to Kou Ji: "Look at Kou Ji, the flood has receded! The flood has receded!"
Kou Ji glanced at him and said faintly: "What's so happy about this?"
Zhao Zhen put his hands on his waist and said pretentiously: "Of course I must be happy, the flood recedes, and the food from outside the city can be transported into the city, and the people will have food to eat, so they won't make trouble."
Kou Ji smiled and said, "The real trouble has just begun."
"Trouble? What trouble?"
Zhao Zhen questioned.
Kou Ji patted the buttress in front of him, and said, "The people in Bianjing have no food for the time being, but the people outside the city have nothing.
They will all rush into Bianjing City.
At that time, the grain in Bianjing city will continue to rise.
And those refugees who have nothing left will starve to death a lot. "
When Zhao Zhen heard this, his face was a little ugly.
Kou Ji abruptly swallowed the second half of the sentence into his stomach.
He didn't want to tell Zhao Zhen that after a major disaster, there would often be a plague.
That is the most terrible.
When Kou Ji was lost in Zhao Zhen, he recruited a soldier and asked him to quickly tell the Kaifeng Mansion the news that the floods outside the city had receded, so that the Kaifeng Mansion quickly made a list.
As the flood receded, the news reached Bianjing.
The hearts of the people in Bianjing finally settled down.
Kou Zhun, Li Di, and Wang Zeng, who had been tired for three days and three nights, dragged their tired bodies back to the palace facing Zhao Zhen.
Kou Ji also followed into the palace.
The hundreds of officials gathered in the Chugong Hall and began to discuss the resettlement of refugees after the disaster, the reconstruction work after the disaster, and the problems after the skyrocketing food prices.
Half of the officials believed that Bianjing should be sealed off, the refugees should be kept outside the city, and porridge sheds should be opened outside the city to give the refugees a bite of food.
Then no more
No one mentions how the refugees spend the winter.
It seems that they intend to let the refugees fend for themselves.
Half of the officials believe that people should be released into the city.
Then, no more.
After the refugees entered the city, they did not seem to discuss how to live and how to resettle them.
Except for setting up a congee shed, so that the refugees can have a bite of food, so as not to rebel, there are no other suggestions.
Some people have also proposed that the refugees return to their own prefectures and counties, and then the imperial court will allocate funds to the prefectures and counties to buy food and support the refugees until the beginning of spring next year, when spring plowing.
In short, there are different opinions among hundreds of officials, both good and bad.
But there is no proper way to arrange all the people in a reasonable way.
Not many people mentioned the issue of post-disaster reconstruction.
The Manchu civilization seemed to think that after the disaster, it was enough to give the refugees a full meal, and nothing else needed to be concerned.
No one in the Manchu dynasty said about where they were placed or where they lived.
Finally, there was a fierce debate about whether to release the exiles into the city.
Some officials believe that the refugees should be released into the city so that they can find a place to stay in Bianjing. Otherwise, the refugees stay outside the city and will freeze to death in the winter.
Some officials believe that the refugees should not be released into the city, because if the refugees die in the city of Bianjing, they are likely to bring plague.
Both sides insist on each other, you come and I forget about the noisy.
Kou Ji suggested: "Why not set aside a place outside the city and build some houses for the refugees to settle down?"
As soon as this remark came out, he was instantly overwhelmed by the controversy over civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty.
Kou Zhun, Li Di, and Wang Zeng were busy for three days and three nights without rest, and they were buzzed by the noisy heads of the civil and military courts.
"Boom!"
After Li Di was annoyed, he smashed the vase under the imperial order with the Chaohuo, and said angrily: "What is the noise, is there no way to properly arrange the refugees?"
Wang Qinruo arched his hands and said, "In the past, Bianjing City was flooded, and the court blocked the refugees outside Bianjing City, gave them a bite, and let them make a living outside the city."
Xue Tian said angrily: "You are the life of Caosuga. If the refugees are blocked outside the city, without a shingle, in the winter, if there is snow and frost, not all of them will freeze to death?"
Wang Qinruo glared at Xue Tian and said, "If the refugees are released into the city, if they die and give birth to a plague, the entire Bianjing city will fall into panic, and the officials will fall into embarrassment. Can you Xue Tian bear the responsibility
Xue Tian said angrily: "You can't watch the refugees freeze to death outside the city, right?"
Li Di shook the court wat in his hand and roared: "The old man said, that's enough, you guys are still arguing? The court now needs a way to properly handle the refugees instead of listening to your quarrels."
Wang Qinruo and Xue Tian looked at each other, snorted coldly, and closed their mouths.
Kou Ji saw that he finally had the opportunity to speak, and he went out and said, "Why can't we build some houses for the refugees to live in?"
"The Ministry of Industry said that the Yellow River bursts its dyke, and the water is not small, and tens of thousands of people are involved. The imperial court needs a large area to build houses.
The fields outside the city are all owned, but there is no unowned land for the refugees to use.
In addition, there are tens of thousands of refugees and tens of thousands of houses to be built. The money that needs to be spent is countless, and the court does not have that much money. "
An official with a two-handed beard said disdainfully.
Kou Ji didn't have much impression of him, and asked, "Dare to ask?"
The official said calmly: "Huang Chang will be the chief supervisor."
Kou Ji nodded and said, "It turned out to be Huang Zhengjian, disrespectful and disrespectful."
Huang Chang gave a faint hum.
After listening to the words of Kou Ji and Huang Chang, Li Di frowned and said, "How much does it cost to build houses for the refugees?"
Wang Zeng gritted his teeth and said: "If it doesn't cost much, it can still be taken out of the treasury."
"No!"
Wang Zeng's voice just fell.
Three people stopped.
One of them is Huang Chang, one is Li Zi, and the other is a fat official.
Li Zi handed his hands: "The money in the treasury will probably be very little left after the refugees pass the winter. If you help them build houses, the treasury will probably lose a lot."
Huang Chang arched his hands and said: "To build tens of thousands of houses at once, the craftsmen, civilians, and wood needed are countless. There are simply not enough artisans in the court, and wood can't be supplied."
The fat and fat official said, "After the flooding of the Yellow River, what is left is a piece of mud. It is impossible to build houses on the soil. Moreover, my young government supervisor will rush to produce the copper money needed by the court next year, and I can't spare any manpower ."
When Wang Zeng and Li Di heard this, they frowned.
Kou Zhun sighed and prepared to adopt Wang Qinruo's suggestion.
It's not that he doesn't care about the life and death of those refugees, but he doesn't want them to bring the plague into Bianjing.
Once the plague is born in Bianjing, it will be a devastating disaster.
No one can guarantee how many people in Bianjing will survive by that time.
As the chief regent, he needs to consider the overall situation.
Just as Kou Zhun was about to speak, he saw Kou Ji taking a step forward and said loudly: "To help the refugees build houses, the court does not need to spend any money. The court only needs to allocate a place and give some living food."
Kou Ji didn't say arrogantly that he didn't even want food for the refugees' lives.
At present, the floods in Bianjing City have just subsided. Although the food delivered from various places has entered the city one after another, considering that there are still tens of thousands of refugees waiting to be fed outside the city, the price of food is extremely high.
If the imperial court does not take action to solve the food problem, it will be a trouble for him to let him solve it by himself.
however.
Kou Ji was cautious enough to speak, but the Manchu civil and military still felt that he was talking big.
Kou Zhun had a dark face and stared at Kou Ji, "You don't need to spend any money from the court, can you make money?"
Wang Qinruo sneered and said, "Maybe the Ministry of Industry will be able to transform tens of thousands of houses at once."
Li Zi snorted coldly: "I heard that the Kou Industrial Department has a good way of making money. Maybe the family can't afford to have a lot of money, and I want to spend some of it."
"..."
All those who were hostile to Kou Ji sneered.
Li Di glared at Kou Ji and said, "Kou Ji, don't talk about it. The big event in the hall is not a play."
After Li Di scolded Kou Ji, he stared at Li Zi and the others and shouted: "Kou Ji, an unauthorized person in charge of the Ministry of Construction, can come forward at this time. Even if he speaks some big words, it is also courageous.
On the contrary, you are in control of the money and food of the court and the construction of the court, but you are all cynicism. When the court encounters difficulties, each of them only knows to pour cold water, but does not know how to help the court think of a good way. "
Li Zi said neither salty nor indifferent: "Li Xiang's words are a bit too much. Bianjing City has encountered floods, not once or twice. I have never helped the refugees to build houses before, so why must I help them this time? Refugees build houses
When the imperial court did not build houses for the refugees, those refugees did not survive. "
Wang Zeng snorted coldly: "To live is to survive, but there is no one in ten."
Wang Zeng looked at the officials and said coldly: "In the past, Bianjing was flooded. After the people died, certain people in the court relied on their power to invade those unowned fields.
This time, the old man told you some of them, don't even think about it.
As long as the land where the master's house can be found, the court will return it to them.
If the main house cannot be found, the court will take it back and bring it into the imperial house.
Whoever stretches out his hand, the old man chops his head. "
Wang Qinruo curled his lips and said, "Some fields are too far away from Bianjing, and they will only be abandoned if they are included in the imperial village."
Wang Zeng shouted, "I won't give it to you even if I don't have it."
Wang Qinruo was a little dissatisfied and prepared to speak. Seeing Kou Zhun glared over, he closed his mouth decisively.