Chapter 80 The Flood in the South of the Yangtze River
"Your Majesty, I heard from Li Qing that yesterday's assassin committed suicide by biting his tongue, but you did not reveal any information during the interrogation."
Feng Minyi was also very upset about this incident. The leader of the assassins first injured himself with a hidden weapon, and then bit his tongue and committed suicide. It seems that when he entered the palace, he was willing to die. The remaining few were just a group of chess pieces, except for obeying orders.
, don’t know anything else.
Donglin Palace was repeatedly assassinated by assassins, making Wang Yiyao very uneasy.
"My lord, I am very uneasy about the assassin incident yesterday. You'd better take more precautions, especially at night. Let Ling Yun's guards step up patrols, and we should also pay more attention to our three meals."
"I will consider this matter carefully, so you don't need to worry too much. Take good care of Xuan'er and Grandma Fang's injuries. Don't worry, I won't let you die so early."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were rapid footsteps outside, "Your Majesty, it's not good."
Li Qing hurriedly opened the door to the front hall, and Feng Minyi looked at him with dark eyes, "Why are you so anxious?"
"News just came from the palace that there is a flood in the south of the Yangtze River."
Hearing this, Feng Minyi's face showed an anxious look. Now is the rice ripening season in the south of the Yangtze River. If there is a flood at this time, the harvest will be lost, and all the tea merchants will also be damaged.
The people are even more miserable. At this season, everyone is waiting for new rice to be put into the pot, and the rice vat has already bottomed out. What should we do?
Regardless of the injury on his hand, Feng Minyi picked up his long sword and hurried out of Yixiang Garden, leaving Wang Yiyao sitting blankly in the front hall.
It took her a long time to recover. In ancient times, there were many measures to combat floods. The People's Liberation Army was also there to provide disaster relief, and local governments sent people to provide support.
In ancient times, transportation was blocked. Even if various places wanted to go to the disaster area to provide support, the best time had already passed. Wang Yiyao thought that she was just a field doctor and could do very little, so she forgot about it and went back to see his Xuan'er.
The streets of the capital were no different from those in the past. They were still bustling with people. Feng Minyi sat on the carriage and looked outside from time to time. He found that there seemed to be many more people begging on the streets today than in the past, so he shouted to stop.
Li Qing.
"Li Qing, something is wrong. Go and ask where those beggars come from?"
Li Qing immediately jumped out of the car and walked to a man in ragged clothes with two three or four-year-old children, "Brother, why are you so young and strong enough to beg on the street? You can just find any errand to do."
I can support these two little ones in your family."
Hearing this, the man's face showed embarrassment, and tears flashed in his eyes, "This strong man, you don't know something. We came from Lincheng in the south of the Yangtze River. We were hit by a flood a few days ago, and we have no food at home.
People in our village can only beg all the way here."
Li Qing took out a few taels of silver from his clothes and gave it to the man, "Use it to buy some buns for the two children, and the rest will buy some clothes. Even though it is summer, don't let the children freeze."
"Thank you, sir." The man and his two children kowtowed to Li Qing. Li Qing helped them up and went straight to the carriage without saying a word.
"Prince Qi, these people should have fled all the way from Lincheng. Judging from that man's tone, more victims will flood into the capital."
Feng Minyi looked solemn and did not say anything. She was very anxious in her heart. The people were displaced. If too many victims gathered in the capital, it would probably cause panic. The problem of food and clothing could not be solved. Some people would do anything to survive.
When they came to the court, the civil and military officials in the court were all talking about everything. Their faces were all anxious. When the emperor saw Feng Minyi come in, his eyes were full of expectation.
"King Donglin, if you have any suggestions, tell me quickly."
"I am reporting this to your Majesty, I dare not speak nonsense."
"I promise you to say it, just say it, and I will forgive you no matter what."
Feng Minyi made several suggestions in a clear and coherent manner. He believed that first, the emperor should summon some soldiers to go with the local magistrate to check on the victims and try their best to rescue the people.
Then there is the need to build dikes to prevent further flooding and try our best to save rice that can still be harvested.
Then the government should build some temporary houses for the victims to live in, and then provide porridge.
These emperors agreed very much. In addition, there were countless victims flowing into the capital, which was also a difficult matter.
"Your Majesty, I saw many victims begging for food on the way here, and the number is increasing. How can this be good?" a minister of the Ministry of Rites said anxiously.
When the emperor heard this, a large number of disaster victims poured into the capital, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He was mediocre and incompetent, and he had no idea at all when encountering such a thing.
"King Donglin, what do you think?"
"My brother believes that setting up temporary disaster shelters outside the city for the victims to live in, and calling on some landowners, squires, businessmen, etc. to take out part of the rice in their warehouses and give porridge, is also a way to accumulate virtue for generations of our ancestors."
Feng Minyi's proposal was very much approved by the ministers in the audience.
"Your Majesty, this is a good idea."
"This move by King Donglin is actually the best policy."
"My lord, this method is feasible and feasible."
Liu Ben, the Minister of Household Affairs, was young and promising, and won the love and trust of the regent. The emperor glanced at the regent and immediately set his sights on Liu Ben.
"Liu Shangshu, what are your opinions? Tell me."
Liu Ben was the regent, and he often opposed Feng Minyi. The two often had disagreements. This time, Feng Minyi wanted to wait and see if he had any better suggestions.
"I report to your Majesty that I also agree with King Donglin's move."
Feng Minyi really didn't expect that Liu Ben didn't refute his suggestion this time, which was actually surprising. She didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
The queen mother on the side was quite dissatisfied with Feng Minyi, "King Donglin's method is good, but it must be difficult to implement. The Ai family thinks that we should discuss the matter of the victims carefully."
The emperor glanced at the Queen Mother, and it seemed that he did not intend to listen to the Queen Mother's advice. The Regent and the Queen Mother had always kept him in check, but now they had withdrawn him when they encountered floods and other issues. They were really smart.
If the governance is good, it will naturally be his credit; if there is any slight mistake, everyone will blame him as the emperor.
"Well, the Queen Mother has just recovered. The flood issue will be left to her ministers. Just follow the instructions given by Liu Shangshu and King Donglin. I hope you will cooperate with them."
When the Queen Mother heard the emperor's words, her face was unhappy, and she returned to her palace before leaving the court.