Outside the Wenyuan Pavilion, the officers who came from Kaifeng Mansion in Henan Province knelt down and loudly reported in a hurry.
There were only a few palace eunuchs hiding in the corners.
At this time, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Zhu Yunxi and Yu Xin were asking about the tax affairs in the 28th year of Hongwu, the land tax reform in Liudao, and the expansion of the scope of the tax office from Yingtian City to the reform of the grain chief and tax collector.
Yu Xin's face looked a little ugly.
There is nothing to say about Liudaotian's tax affairs. This is something that has been done. Now it is time to continue to deepen the degree of restructuring and consolidate the existing results so that the Ministry of Household Affairs can firmly control the tax revenue in this area from now on.
What really gave him a headache was the matter with the tax office.
The bottom line is that the government is reaching out to ask for money from the local gentry, dignitaries, and merchants.
The extra money means that each family will eat two less delicacies from the mountains and seas every year.
But the tax office is different!
This will destroy the foundation for everyone's survival in local prefectures, counties and villages.
"I believe that this matter should not be rushed. We should plan it slowly, and each government should implement it in accordance with the sky, so that nothing can go wrong and the court will be stable."
As long as you do it slower, things will always turn around.
Yu Xin was already admonishing with the idea that it would only be temporary.
Zhu Gaochi, who was participating in the Wenyuan Pavilion discussion, immediately raised his eyebrows.
According to Brother Xie’s intention, the powers and responsibilities of the tax bureau will be spread among the six roads this year. The reason is very good, because the taxation work of the six roads to farmland has been done for two or three years, and now is the time to take the opportunity to promote the tax bureau.
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Zhu Gaochi had some different ideas about this. He felt that the most he could do now was to set up a tax office in Zhili, and wait until the entire Zhili region was completely stabilized before taking the general trend to sweep across the world.
But Yu Xin's method is more conservative, or stubborn.
He wants to promote the tax office in each government.
As the head of the tax department, he belongs to the imperial family of the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi couldn't help but look at Yu Xin and coughed lightly: "Yu Shangshu..."
As soon as Xiaopang finished speaking, he suddenly paused and looked outside Wenyuan Pavilion with wide eyes in confusion.
"Quick call! Flood in Henan, Taihang embankment collapsed!"
Henan flood!
The thousand-mile Taihang Embankment, which cost the imperial court tens of millions of stones of food and grass and countless money, unexpectedly burst!
What about the restructuring of the tax bureau?
What's the matter of sharing a small fortune with a mother?
Before the levee breaks, everything becomes a big deal.
There was a crash.
Countless stools fell to the ground throughout Wenyuan Pavilion.
Ma Quan, the Qing of Guanglu Temple, who was hit on the instep by a stool again, also forgot about the pain. He stood up and turned his head, looking at the outside of Wenyuan Pavilion, which had closed the door of the palace, with a horrified look on his face.
"quick!"
"Open the door and ask someone to come in and ask questions!"
I don’t know who yelled in Wenyuan Pavilion.
Several eunuchs who were still in a daze immediately trotted behind the palace door and quickly opened it with their hands and feet.
A gust of wind carrying dust blew into Wenyuan Pavilion.
The people who were closer to the door couldn't help but narrowed their eyes.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi's brows were also beating wildly, his heart was beating violently, and his hands tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the armchair.
The embankment on Henan Road burst, and Bailijia rushed to the scene.
Outside the door, Zhu Yunxi could clearly see Hong Yu behind the officer.
If the matter had not been urgent, the harm serious, and the situation serious, Henan Province and Kaifeng Prefecture would not have used such emergency measures.
Zhu Yunxi had no time to breathe, so he stood up suddenly, walked down the steps quickly, pushed aside a few people in front of him, and rushed out of Wenyuan Pavilion.
The imperial grandson of the Jianguo Emperor was wearing a regimental dragon uniform, and the officers who came all the way from Kaifeng Mansion to Wenyuan Pavilion recognized him at a glance.
There was a pop.
The officer then knelt down and bowed to the ground.
"Young one, please see His Royal Highness the Emperor Grandson."
Zhu Yunxi frowned, tried hard to control the eyebrows that kept raising, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Speak!"
Behind him, the footsteps of Zhu Gaochi, Zhai Shan, Yu Xin and others from the six ministers, the three ministers, and the ministers of the five temples formed a chaotic group and surrounded him one after another.
Today, Yu Xin, who had just had a quarrel with the Minister of War, Ruyu, because the Ministry of War wanted to build more armor ordnance and asked the Ministry of Households for money, at this time, his brows were beating wildly, and his mind was already starting to figure out how much money the imperial court would have this year.
of the annual income, how much of it should be thrown into the big puddle on Henan Road.
The remaining ministry officials were also shocked.
The collapse of a great river is not unique to today. However, every time a collapse can be used to rush to the capital, each stroke of the ink brush is marked on the history of Qing Dynasty, and each one under the ink brush is countless living beings.
For those above the court, it is more likely to turn into a huge disaster.
The officials were overthrown, and the yamen attacked each other.
At this time, officials were no more valuable than a weed beside the official road.
The officers who came from Kaifeng Mansion could not understand the thoughts of the big shots in the court.
"Your Highness, rain began to rain in the upper and lower reaches of the Yellow River ten days ago. It rained heavily and continued for several days."
"Seven days ago, the level of the Yellow River rose and the water flow accelerated."
"Five days ago, the spring flood peak arrived in the upper reaches, starting from Sanmenxia and passing through Xin'an, Luoyang, Yanshi, Rongyang, Rongze, Zhengzhou, and Kaifeng. The flood peaks rose layer by layer, the embankments shook, and there were siltations from time to time."
"The prefect of Luoyang cleared the siltation, the flood peak passed through, and reached Lankao County on the same day."
"The Taihang Dike in Lankao County broke for more than 30 feet, and the flood was like a tidal wave. It surrounded the county town. The county magistrate, a famous river worker, tried to blow up the downstream embankment to protect the peace of Lankao. When the embankment was blown up, the upstream collapsed.
After two defeats, Lankao County no longer has the power to block the breach."
"Kaifeng Prefecture, Guide Prefecture, Chenzhou Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, and Fengyang Prefecture were all flooded."
All the lands in the two six provinces were flooded.
Those are millions of people in the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Yunxi instantly felt a surge of energy and blood pouring into his brain, his vision went black, and his whole body became erratic.
"Hold on! I can't live without you at this time!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhu Gaochi stepped over from the side, walked behind Zhu Yunxi, held him firmly, and whispered a reminder in his ear.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhu Yunxi nodded and took a deep breath with great effort.
At this moment, in front of his ears, the ministers and ministers of the Ming Dynasty were already discussing heatedly in horror.
An invisible pressure almost submerged Wenyuan Pavilion like the flood on Henan Road.
The veins on Zhu Yunxi's forehead were pulsing, and he stared at the quick-playing servant who was kneeling in front of Wenyuan Pavilion.
Five days ago, the Taihang Embankment collapsed, and five days later, Kaifeng Prefecture's emergency report was sent to Beijing.
The current situation of the six prefectures submerged by floods, especially Kaifeng Prefecture, is certainly unimaginable to ordinary people.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the hurried servant with mud on his body and a tired face, and waved his hand: "Take him down to clean up and have a rest."
"I would like to thank Your Highness, and I beg Your Highness to order the imperial court to support the Six Prefectures as soon as possible."
The servant who was supposed to follow the chamberlain who came over suddenly ignored the rules and suddenly began to beg.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes sank: "I understand."
The servant raised his head and looked at the dozen people in the corridor in front of him, including the grandson of the Ming Emperor. Then fear appeared in his eyes, he lowered his head and carefully left with the chamberlain who had been waiting for a long time.
Wait until the guards leave.
Yu Xin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, immediately walked down the corridor and came to Zhu Yunxi's eyes: "Your Highness, the Ministry of Revenue can now urgently raise 300,000 tons of grain and grass, and send it directly from Yingtian Prefecture to the six disaster-stricken prefectures. Within ten days, it will be shipped to Hangzhou Prefecture and Huai'an.
500,000 loads of grain and grass from the prefecture and other places were sent to the six prefectures."
Wang Jun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, also walked up to Yu Xin, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Your Highness, the Ministry of Industry can recruit 50,000 corvees from the surrounding prefectures and counties within ten days. Within one month, corvees can be recruited
One hundred and fifty thousand."
Stabilizing the situation in the six prefectures and controlling the subsequent political risks caused by the floods are what Yu Xin and Wang Jun think about at the same time.
Once the disaster in the six prefectures affected by the disaster cannot be controlled, and the court cannot suppress the disaster as soon as possible, stabilize people's livelihood, and rescue the people, the people of the six prefectures in the Central Plains, which are the most populous areas of the Ming Dynasty, will bring huge disasters to the court.
The chaos in the six prefectures will inevitably threaten the north-south connectivity of the Ming Dynasty and interrupt the north-south connections.
The victims of the disaster become refugees. If they are then exploited by someone with malicious intentions, they will directly turn into rioters and provoke civil uprisings in the Central Plains.
At that time, it will no longer be a matter that can be solved by hundreds of thousands of loads of grain and grass and hundreds of thousands of corvees.
Zhu Yunxi suppressed the murderous aura in his heart, looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Kaifeng Mansion's urgent report, the two breaches are in Lankao County, you can stay here in Wenyuan Pavilion today. Time has passed.
It has been delayed for five whole days, and the court must come up with a charter today."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi no longer ignored the courtiers who had countless suggestions for disaster relief, gave Xiaopang a look, and left outside Wenyuan Pavilion.
The Yellow River bursts and floods occur in the Central Plains.
This is something that cannot be taken lightly in all dynasties.
Compared with last winter, the snow conditions on both sides of the Yangtze River were more severe.
Disruption means that rural houses are destroyed and people lose their homes and families. During floods, how many people are drowned by floods. After floods, people are hungry and have no rice to cook. After disasters, the earth rots, which is more likely to cause unstoppable plagues.
Millions of people in the six prefectures are trapped, and tens of millions of people in the Central Plains are facing threats.
If you are not careful, the imperial court will invest countless money and food, and use the swords and guns in your hands to attack the Li people under its rule.
This matter is no longer something I can decide alone.
The prince's father needs to know.
Old man...
Need to know too.
There is a long road from Wenyuan Pavilion to Qianqing Palace.
Along the way, countless methods and decrees were formed in Zhu Yunxi's mind.
There is no doubt that the embankment bombing in Lankao County will aggravate the floods in the six prefectures. So, does the chief official of Lankao County, who issued the order to bomb the embankments, ask the court to deal with it?
Lankao County has been dealt with, should Kaifeng Prefecture deal with it?
How to resettle the people, how to distribute money and food, how to block the breach, every issue needs to be dealt with.
And during this period, what will happen to the local situation? Will there be bad people with evil intentions who will take the opportunity to cause trouble? And whether there will be merchants and gentry who will take advantage of the disaster year to occupy fields and raise prices.
This is the Yingtian Chaotang, and whether it is related to the disaster in the Six Prefectures.
But no matter what, today is the day of mourning for the Ming Empire.
Millions of people were affected by the disaster, which is destined to leave a mark in history.
"Isn't His Highness discussing matters with the ministers in Wenyuan Pavilion today?"
Finally, the voice of Sun Gou'er, the palace manager, reached Zhu Yunxi's ears.
Zhu Yunxi frowned slightly and slowly raised his head, only to see that the Qianqing Gate was already in front of him.
At the same time, in front of me was Sun Gou'er who looked puzzled.
Zhu Yunxi said calmly: "Is the prince here?"
Sun Gouer became more and more puzzled and looked at the three main halls in front of the Qianqing Gate: "The Crown Prince is at the Huagai Hall. The prayers for the late Queen will be done in the next few days. The Crown Prince is still busy organizing the ceremony details. .”
Zhu Yunxi nodded, feeling that he was really overwhelmed by the flood. He looked at Sun Gou'er and said, "Go find the prince first. Don't tell grandpa first."
Sun Gouer naturally nodded in agreement.
When he saw Zhu Yunxi turning towards the Huagai Hall, he immediately turned around and disappeared behind the Qianqing Gate.
After a while, Sun Gouer appeared in the Qianqing Palace.
"Your Majesty, His Majesty the Grand Sun just came over from the Wenyuan Pavilion. After asking the Crown Prince, he went to the Huagai Palace. Your Majesty asked me not to tell you about this matter."
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was flipping through the records related to the Water and Land Dharma Assembly and Zhaijiao rituals, raised his head from the pile of books when he heard the sound and looked at Sun Gou'er, his eyebrows flickering a few times.
"If we remember correctly, there will be officials from various ministries discussing matters at Wenyuan Pavilion today."
Sun Gou'er nodded: "Your Majesty, yes."
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "Go to Wenyuan Pavilion and see what happened in the court today."
Sun Gouer quietly bowed and retreated.
Huagai Hall.
Zhu Biao was leading Monk Zhihui, Master Sun Biyun, and several other candidates from the two sects around two architectural models that were obviously a smaller version of the prayer meeting in Yingtian Xicheng, discussing various matters in a low voice.
Zhu Yunxi's footsteps seemed a bit loud at this moment.
As soon as he entered the hall, he was greeted by everyone's gaze.
"I want to see His Royal Highness the Emperor."
"The poor monk meets His Royal Highness the Emperor."
Monk Zhihui and Sun Biyun led the group of monks and Taoists to salute.
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently and came to the prince's father: "Son meets father."
Zhu Biao's eyebrows twitched slightly and he looked at Zhu Yunxi deeply.
This kind of formal greeting is rare.
Zhu Biao turned his eyes and looked at Monk Zhihui and Sun Biyun with a smile.
Neither of them needed Zhu Biao to speak.
Then they all said in unison: "His Royal Highness Taisun is here. It must be an important matter for the country. We will leave the palace first and wait."
After finishing speaking, he led the monks and Taoists out of the Huagai Hall.
At this time, Zhu Biao looked at Zhu Yunxi again and sighed softly: "Something happened, so that you can leave the various ministers of Wenyuan Pavilion here."
Zhu Yunxi's words were concise and concise: "Two people in Lankao County collapsed, and the people in the six prefectures were affected. The disaster was severe."
Zhu Biao's body trembled violently, and he immediately put his hand on the table beside him, lowered his head and took a deep breath.
Zhu Yunxi stood quietly, his brows furrowed.
"Besides Kaifeng Prefecture, what are the other five prefectures?"
Zhu Yunxi looked at his father, whose face had turned pale and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible, and he whispered: "Guide Prefecture, Xuzhou Prefecture, Chenzhou Prefecture, Zhili Xuzhou Prefecture, Zhili..."
"Fengyang Mansion?"
Zhu Biao looked at his son with a hint of uncertainty, expecting to get another answer.
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "I thought about it on the way when my son came here. The tombs of our ancestors are near the Si River in Hongze. In the surrounding counties, the terrain is low-lying, the Yellow River is bursting, the river is overflowing, and the flood will inevitably rise. At this moment,
It has been five days since the defeat, and I am afraid that I will go to the tombs of my ancestors..."
The ancestors of Lao Zhu's family were all drowned by the flood.
This is not good news for the clan, the court, and even the world.
Zhu Biao breathed hard to keep his head clear. After a while, he slowly spoke: "Let's talk about the flood in Kaifeng Mansion first."
Zhu Yunxi nodded and whispered: "According to the words of the people from Kaifeng Mansion, the situation is very serious now. Henan Road is a cultural land in the Central Plains, with a large population. The Taihang Embankment has long been built higher than the terrain on both sides, and the river bed has accumulated
"There were two breaches in Lankao County this time, and the floods washed away the hundreds of thousands of people in Lankao. Their homes may have been destroyed long ago."
Zhu Biao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The imperial court must be fast! It must be stable! We must do everything possible to rescue the people first, and then provide money, food, grass, and everything else. We must not let Henan escape. trouble."
Zhu Yunxi nodded: "My son means the same thing. Kaifeng Mansion and Guide Mansion are on the bank of the river, and they must be the most severely affected places this time. With these two places stabilized, the imperial court will use additional means to evacuate the remaining four mansions." As long as the ground is stable, basically nothing will happen.
My son has just come over from Wenyuan Pavilion and has already called all the ministers and ministers to discuss it. Today, the court will come up with a charter. Once confirmed, the court will immediately implement it."
Zhu Biao turned back to look at his son, his eyes twinkling.
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "You don't have Grandpa Huang's side yet, right?"
"I left Wenyuan Pavilion after getting the news. I walked outside Qianqing Gate before, but suddenly I remembered it, so I changed my way and came to your side first."
Zhu Biao nodded: "You and I will go to Grandpa Huang to present this matter together."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao stood up straight, held the robe around his waist with both hands, stretched it heavily, and then went to the back door of Huagai Hall.
Just after taking two steps, Zhu Biao remembered: "Remember not to talk about the tombs of your ancestors in front of your grandpa."
Zhu Yunxi nodded silently.
In a short while, the father and son had already passed through the Qianqing Gate and walked into the Qianqing Palace.
When the two of them just entered the hall, they saw Zhu Yuanzhang's figure with his back to them, walking barefoot in the middle of the hall, bending over and looking at the ground, pacing back and forth.
Zhu Yunxi lowered his head slightly.
I saw that there was already a huge Zhongyuan Kanyu spread on the ground in the Palace of Qianqing.
The old man's feet are now on the Ruzhou Prefecture and Runing Prefecture, and his eyes are staring at the Kaifeng Prefecture and Guide Prefecture in the northeast.
Without waiting for Zhu Biao and Zhu Yunxi, father and son, to speak.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who had his back to the father and son, had already waved his hand and pointed to the two chairs that had been set up.
"You two sit over first, and we'll take a look at Kanyu later."
Zhu Yunxi and the prince's father looked at each other, with a hint of suspicion in their eyes.
Did the old man know so quickly that the Taihang embankment of the Yellow River had burst?
What is the old man going to do now?
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There are only about a hundred monthly passes left to pass!