The people are guilty, why can the officials get away? This is a very good sentence. Although the words are good, it only means that the madman in front of him has a bit of knowledge and wants to do something for the people. As for ability, Wei Ming is not optimistic. In the twelfth month of winter, building a house is simply nonsense. Even if it is built, it is slow and there is no safety guarantee. At this time, Wen Tiren made himself muddy, and I really don't know whether to call him stupid or to show off.
"Weihou forgive sin. This servant has not yet understood the affairs of the officialdom after he took office. Please forgive me." The senior officials in Nanjing pleaded for this madman. It seems that this man has not done so well yet. Someone supports him. But think about it, if there is no support, how can he become Yingtianfu Yin of the third grade? Ying Tianfu Yin, the third-ranking positive, under Shang Shu, and above the servant, the official position is really not low. But how could such a product come out under such a not-so-low official position
"Do you think what you did is reasonable?" Wei Ming dismounted and walked around Wen Tiren for two times and said.
"Weihou, the lower officials don't think that people's livelihood is not important." Kuangsheng said with a salute. There is no expression of confession on his face.
"Okay, very good, come, tell me who you are, and let me see what kind of madman you are." Wei Yi didn't know where he found a chair and moved it to Wei Ming. Wei Ming was calm and stable. Sit there. More and more people gathered on the construction site, standing on the surrounding ruins, pointing at Wen Tiren. And those working people also stopped, and they didn't say anything, and it was hard for them to continue working. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a high official! The only people who can make the big bosses in Nanzhili so respectful are the real high-ranking officials in the capital. Now that people have opinions on building a house, if you put bricks on it, isn’t it all right
"Xiaguan Wen Tiren." Wen Tiren said, lowering his head slightly.
"Wen Tiren, eh, I know. Let's talk about the work you do. How long has the catastrophe passed so far?" Wei Ming said, touching his chin and squinting his eyes.
"It's been more than two months, nearly three months." Wen Tiren replied honestly. There is nothing to hide. Catastrophes and disasters will be recorded in history books, and it cannot be changed by one or two people.
"Have there been aftershocks during that period?"
"It has happened four or five times. The aftershocks are equally powerful and have brought great difficulties to search and rescue and reconstruction."
"Then when did you start building the house?"
"On the fifth day after the catastrophe, the government mobilized supplies and started reconstruction." Wen Tiren replied confidently, and he thought it was already fast. In the first three days, the people who were lucky enough to survive must be searched and rescued, and the people's food problem must be solved. In this way, four days passed. On the fifth day, Wen Tiren wanted to rebuild the house with materials that could still be used after the collapse of the original house, so as to solve the housing problem of the people. I have to say that Wen Tiren did his best, but in Wei Ming's eyes it was extremely stupid. Shaking his head, Wei Ming said, "How many houses were built during that period and how many deaths were caused by accidents?"
Hearing Wei Ming's question, Wen Tiren's face looked a little ugly. Although he has tried his best, and the people of Yingtianfu have also tried their best to help him, it is too difficult to build a house in the cold winter. The most depressing thing is that more than half of the thousands of houses built collapsed in an aftershock. The people who lived in it had been killed or injured more than a thousand, which made him feel very guilty all the time. The more you feel guilty, the more you want to build more and stronger houses earlier. But the more anxious, the slower the work efficiency. Because of this, Wen Tiren's hair turned white in just three months, and his body lost more than a dozen catties. Now his face was haggard and scary, as if he would faint at any time.
"Since you don't speak, you have it?" Wei Ming said, looking at Wen Tiren.
"Yes, Weihou, there have been several earthquakes during this period. So far, Xiaguan has only built hundreds of houses to accommodate only a few thousand people. In the aftershocks, hundreds of houses collapsed, with thousands of casualties. People. The officials are incompetent, please Weihou punish them." Wen Tiren knelt down and put his head on the ground. Seeing him knelt down, the people behind also knelt down and pleaded with Wen Tiren.
"Master, Master Wen is a good official! Don't punish him! He hasn't closed his eyes for three days. He has always been on the front line of the construction site. We have seen Master Wen's contribution. It's just this thief. God is really abominable, that made our efforts go to waste. Your lord, you can spare Master Wen!"
"Yeah, my lord, Master Wen eats and lives with us every day, and often can't sleep at night, and sighs. If there is any way, Master Wen will definitely not be like this. Please enlighten me!"
"grown ups… "
For the people, Wei Ming didn't know what to say. What is the highest state of murder? It was you who killed people over there, and they would praise you. For example, a quack doctor will only have a few potions. No matter what the disease is, just use a few medicines back and forth. After healed, people are grateful. If it is not cured, even if it is cured, people can't say anything. Maybe it's a good thank you, then quack doctor. A quack doctor can only kill a few people, but if a faint official, the victims are tens of thousands of ordinary people!
"Okay, folks, quiet, quiet. Listen to my words!" Wei Ming shouted several times before suppressing the voices of the people, and said to Wen Tiren: "Wen Fu Yin, I never People’s livelihood is a trivial matter. Tang Taizong said that water can carry a boat and it can overturn it. It is also mentioned in "Shangshu, Song of the Five Sons" that the people are the foundation of the country, and the people's livelihood is for a country Say, people’s livelihood is heavier than Mount Tai. You know this, I can see it. But even if you know this, do you think you really did it? I have been to Yingtianfu for a while, and only saw a few A few tents. I don’t believe that the Nanjing Guards don’t even have any tents?"
Wei Ming stood up, scanned the surrounding high-ranking officials in Nanjing, and finally set his eyes on Wen Tiren's body. His cold eyes made Wen Tiren a little hairy.
"Wei Hou Mingjian, tents are military supplies. How can they be used at will? If the blame comes down from above, the ministers can't bear it." Wen Tiren lowered his head and said. He also thought about this idea. But it was refuted by Nanjing senior officials. Now it's not just him, but the other six teams of Nanjing Cheng are grasshoppers on a rope. If Wei Ming really blames him, he will report to Emperor Ming, then the officials in Nanjing will be unlucky. Although Wen Tiren was a little arrogant, but he didn't want to let people go. After being an official for so many years, he also understands that he is the only one, no matter how talented you are, you can't get mixed up in officialdom.
"Master Wen, Wen Fu Yin, who just said that people's livelihood is important? When the people are gone, what do you need so many soldiers for? When the soldiers are gone, what do you need those military supplies? Is it because the people's feelings are paid for by pretending to be pitiful. The imperial court is kind to the people. The people naturally know that they are full of gratitude and respect for the imperial court. The people will naturally support such imperial courts. However, the people’s life and death will be ignored and the Ming dynasty will be ignored just by being afraid of taking responsibility. Wen Tiren is disregarded. Wen Tiren, what should you do!" Wei Ming pointed at Wen Tiren and shouted. Wen Tiren couldn't look up now. The eyes of the original people watching Wen Tiren also changed from the original admiration to the confusion to the resentment. Some young and energetic boys are about to jump up to beat Wen Tiren, but they are caught by the fathers beside them and shook their heads. The common people have the difficulties of the common people, and the officials have the difficulties of the officials. The people look forward to the rich and glorious life of the officials, and the officials also admire the calm and tranquility of the people. After living for a long time, I understand the human affection and sophistication. In this world, if someone wants to help you and wants you to live, then you should treat him well. At least, Wen Tiren has done this. Therefore, people of the older generation still believe that even if Wen Tiren has any private messages, he is still a good official. At least during the catastrophe, it is enough to let the people have hope every day and have a mouthful of hot rice porridge to drink.
"Weihou, the official convicted!" Wen Tiren raised his head, eyes full of tears. Such a strong man has lived and ate with the people for three months, no matter how hard he is, no matter how tired he has been. In front of the people, he still wants to keep a smiling face, so that the people think that the difficulties in front of him are not terrible, and a bright tomorrow is in front of them. But now, Wen Tiren is crying bitterly, crying like a baby in a month, making people look sad.