Song Zhaonan knew that if the old governor was allowed to show his power, he would not be able to bear the consequences. Although he, the right deputy censor, had a title of credit and was not in charge of the court, as a Jinshi in the third year of Hongzhi, there were many of his children and disciples in the court. He could just launch a round of censor attacks and demote himself to the nine borders to contribute to the country.

He hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, the old chief minister must do his best to keep the granary worry-free."

"Mr. Chen, I, the governor of the government, will keep a close eye on the matter of food. I think it will not happen if I sell grain privately. This time, a treasury ambassador died, and others should know that if I do this business, I will lose my head in the end. But what I am most worried about now is actually the Yellow River. Once the Yellow River is lost, no matter how many arrangements we make, it will be in vain. We can only do our best to deal with it, so how can we prevent natural disasters?"

As mentioned above, half of the time when the Ming Dynasty was an official in Henan, it was necessary to act according to the Dragon King's look. Once the Yellow River collapsed, no one could do anything about it. At that time, with the shortage of food, I am afraid that the people would have to rebel if they did not.

Shen Dongkui glanced at Yang Chengzu, "Sometimes ago, Zhangxian Zun of Huaxian County gave me a note, which mentioned that you seem to have some of your own opinions on the floods of the Yellow River, so why not say it to me."

Yang Chengzu did think about how to deal with this flood, but the problem was that it was useless to tell Zhang Jiayin. He, a seventh-rank county magistrate, could not solve this problem. Seeing Shen Dongkui ask, he politely said:

"Old Chief Secretary, the subordinate is just a military official in a rich and tidy manner, and he has no ink. How dare he talk about the matter of governing the river? But this time, since someone can use the rumor to spread rumors to deceive the people, why don't we use this rumor to use it? "

Then he said his thoughts one by one. Shen Dongkui and Zeng Yangong looked at each other and almost shouted out the word "My name". Zeng Yangong nodded and said, "Yang Baihu, your wonderful plan has saved the lives of our river defense officials in Bafu, Henan. If you don't want to serve in Jinyi one day, I have two or three friends in the Ministry of War, and it's okay to ensure that you have a future in the military guard."

"Actually, according to my opinion, you might as well be transferred to Fubiao Camp. Commander Song, if I ask you for personal use, there should be no problem, right?"

Yang Chengzu was really afraid that Song Zhaonan nodded and hurriedly said, "Thank you for your support from the old Zhongcheng. But at this moment, we should do this first, and it is not too late to mention anything else."

Within two days, countless posts were added on the streets and alleys of Kaifeng. Not only did the court not destroy these posts, but there was a dedicated person to explain them.

"It is found that there is a white lotus monster who is planning to destroy the embankment along the river while the Yellow River is rising. The elders and villagers are careful to be wary. If they find someone who destroys the embankment, please assist the government in arresting it to avoid harm to their homes."

Most of the people in the eight prefectures in Henan suffer from the floods of the Yellow River. When they talk about river defense, they always have their eyes shining and dare not be careless. When the White-clad Army raised their troops, some people thought about digging the Yellow River embankment to create refugees and wielding the people to boost their momentum. In the end, they were worried that things would be reversed, so they did not dare to operate.

When they heard this news, these people were so angry that they clenched their fists, and some of them cursed the White Lotus Sect before the post. Just like the rumors that Zhengde's bloodline was not real, who could stand up and say that what was written on the post was not true, and the White Lotus Sect never thought of such an idea.

Besides, some of the local scholars, Tong Sheng, or Wenquxing in the eyes of the people, would they be wrong? I think the White Lotus Sect is not something. The dam in Henan was built as solid as a soup, and even the flood that happened once a century can be blocked. But they were in a slight way to destroy the dam and destroy their lives. It was simply intolerable. No matter where the flood occurred in the Yellow River, they might have done it.

In the same year, in the yamen of the Ministry of Works of the Capital, many people worshipped the three-character Yang Chengzu's tablet at home, and called him a life-saving benefactor. Yang Chengzu was not sure about such trivial matters.

Thousands of stones of grain had been transported in the treasury of the governor's vassal treasury, but because the Changping Warehouse was too hot, it was no longer usable. The grain originally stored in the Changping Warehouse was also transferred to the treasury of the governor's treasury, and the entire warehouse was full of water for a moment.

After the fire two days ago, everyone's awareness of fire prevention has increased a lot, and even when it is night, they are not allowed to use open flames. At the same time, four Jinyi and four sergeants are stationed in the warehouse. One is to prevent fire prevention, and the other is to prevent people from selling food privately, colluding with internal and external forces, and preventing them very tightly.

At night, as usual, the Ku Ambassador Xu Guang, who was on duty, handed over the procedures with his ex, took the Kumen, but he took out two small wine jars from his robe and took out a few boxes of braised dishes. He told the military man in the Jinyi and Fubiao camp:

"Several people, you are not allowed to have open flames this night, but how can you cook them? The villain has no other hobbies, just likes the things in this cup, but it's hard to drink. Why don't we get together?"

The brocade and military men were all so depressed that they nodded when they heard this, they nodded and said, "This is a good idea. I sit here every day and stare at these food bags with big eyes. I can even suffocate people to death. It's just a drink to relieve my fatigue."

Nine people drank very happily. There were not much wine in these two small jars, which was probably drunk. However, after drinking for a while, several military men felt dizzy. One of them cursed, "What's the matter with this wine? It's so energetic..." Before he finished speaking, he tilted his head and lay on the table. The other few people were not much better than him, and they were all over the floor.

Xu Guang felt nothing happened. When he saw that several people had fallen down, he pushed and shouted, and when he saw that one person could not wake up, he breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and pulled out the knife from the waist of a brocade robe. He drew a few strokes, but he could not stab it, so he had to get up and open the gate of the vassal treasury.

The door was divided into the left and right, and more than a dozen men in black and covered with green gauze tiptoed in, looking at the eight people falling on the ground, one of them said in a muffled voice: "Why didn't you kill them?"

Xu Guang shook his head and said, "The villain has never killed anyone since he was a child. I really can't do this. Please forgive me. Anyway, you will set fire later. They are too tired to wake up after being sweat-filled, and they can't escape. Why do you have to use a knife? Just let them get a whole body. After the matter is done, can I leave?"

"What's the hurry? It's not too late to leave after a while. Come and throw oil." The man behind him picked up the oil tank in his hands and poured the oil on the grain stockpile. After the oil was poured, the man took out the fire snatch from his body and ignited it, and then turned a wink. The two men held Xu Guang in the middle, one left and one right. Before Xu Guang could react, he had already slapped his neck and knocked him fainted.

"The last time a grain warehouse was flowing out of water, a warehouse ambassador died. If one of them died this time, how could he explain it?" The man smiled and the fire broker in his hand was to be thrown at the grain stockpile, but he heard someone say coldly:

"Don't move everyone. You are surrounded. Put down your weapons quickly and raise your hands to surrender. You have the right to remain silent. If you give up this power, every word you say will be a testimony in court that is not conducive to your testimony. You have the right to ask a lawyer. If you cannot ask a lawyer, then clean yourself and wait for jail."

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