Chapter 307 Opening the storehouse to release grain
There was a sensation in the city of Yangzhou. Dozens of soldiers were divided into groups holding gongs and shouting along the street: "Fathers and fellow villagers, listen, Mr. Su, the special envoy for food affairs of the imperial court, and the magistrate of Song Dynasty, our governor, are thinking about the hunger, cold and hardship of the villagers, who have no way to make a living.
A special order was given to open the official warehouse to release grain. Each household will receive one liter of rice per person according to the number of persons registered in the household registration book. Go to the official warehouse in Baoyang Hunan to collect it according to the registration. The official grain quantity is limited, first come first served...
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The clanging of gongs resounded throughout the city. The sound of the gongs seemed to be a heavenly sound that saved the world. It warmed people's despair, sadness, anger, and helplessness. People rushed to tell each other, and the people gathered in the square told each other.
Inquire about the discussion.
Some people expressed doubts. For so many days, people have petitioned the government for relief and food distribution, but what they received was severe scolding and the answer that there was no food in the official warehouse. Where will the food be distributed at this moment?
Suspicious, some people suddenly discovered that many villagers who came to try their luck with rice bags were actually smiling and returning home with heavy loads of rice. At this moment, facts spoke louder than words, and everyone no longer hesitated, and immediately rolled up and down.
He hurried back home to get his household register, took a rice bag, and ran like crazy to the official warehouse on the south side of Baoyang Lake.
Many people who were preparing to leave the city and wander to other places stumbled back after receiving the news. They didn't even have time to take a breath and rushed to the official warehouse with their belongings.
Su Jin stood in the Guancang compound, looking at the bustling people with a smile. The originally lifeless people became brighter just because they had food to survive. Su Jin sighed a little.
"Commander Pan, pay attention to maintaining order. If it is so crowded, people will be hurt," Su Jin said.
"What the special envoy said is that I will immediately set up an isolation zone, queue up to enter, and increase the number of people to distribute food." Pan Jiang was also infected by the people's joyful mood and said loudly.
Su Jin smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work. We will try to get all the astigmatism before dark so that the people can have a good meal and have a good dream at night."
"I humble my duty and obey my orders."
The number of food distribution points was increased to ten, and the people also lined up in ten long queues according to the instructions of the officers and soldiers. Each time ten people came forward to receive food, the speed was greatly accelerated; at the same time, ten literate soldiers distributed the amount of food
Register and register the names of the people one by one to prevent anyone from taking advantage of troubled waters to receive duplicates.
Su Jin looked at the orderly scene with satisfaction, and a stone fell in his heart. The difficulty in front of him could finally be overcome. One liter of food per person, as long as it is not wasted, can last at least six or seven days. By then,
The food in Luzhou should also arrive, so that it can be handed over, and then we can free up our hands to rectify the black market and dig out millions of stones of rice in Yangzhou City. This winter's famine worry can be completely solved.
The common people who received the food spontaneously kowtowed to Su Jin and shouted: "The adults will be rewarded for their good deeds and good deeds in the future. We and the common people wish that the adults will be promoted, make money and have a prosperous family..."
Su Jin waved his hand and said: "It's not me who you want to thank. If you want to thank me, thank you for your majestic grace and heaven's grace. The Holy Lord is in the capital and is worried about the affairs of Yangzhou, so he specially sent me to solve your urgent needs. Your Majesty Song
Your Excellency also used his salary and food to help you, so if you want to thank him, go to the government office tomorrow morning and kowtow to him in greeting."
A white-haired old man kowtowed with tears in his eyes and shouted: "Prefect Song, Lord Song Qing, I will go to the government office to kowtow to his old man right now."
Su Jin chuckled and said, "Don't be anxious. Magistrate Song has important matters to deal with and cannot be disturbed. You all go to the government office square to kowtow to him early tomorrow morning. I will also come out with him to meet you. How about it?"
"So that's what it is, what is this young man's honorific title...?"
"What young master? My master is Mr. Su, the food envoy appointed by the imperial court." Wang Chao on the side shouted.
"Your Majesty? Isn't that an official sent by the emperor? Mr. Su, a handsome young man, will definitely be in the best official position in the future, have many children and grandchildren, and be blessed with a long life. The little old man wishes you a life of great blessings and endless glory and wealth."
The old man kowtowed to Su Jin repeatedly; the people behind him also knelt down and praised loudly, kowtowing endlessly.
Su Jin hurriedly said: "Get up quickly, aren't you trying to kill me? I have said that this is the grace of the emperor and the credit of the governor. I am just acting on behalf of the emperor and carrying out the orders of the prefect of Song. It is snowing on the ground and it is cold at home.
Parents, wives and children are crying for food. Please get up and go back quickly. Have a good meal tonight and have a good sleep."
Then everyone got up, carried the rice, and went away wiping their tears.
Su Jin sighed in his heart, people in this era really don't have many requirements. They have food to eat when they are hungry, and clothes to wear when they are cold. This is their greatest happiness. Things like relief work are actually things that the court must do.
In good years, it is natural for the people to pay taxes to support the rulers. In times of famine, it becomes a favor for the rulers to give some money and food. However, the people are not wise enough to think about whether these things should be like this and why they are like this.
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Su Jin was sighing to himself when he suddenly saw a dozen people walking in aggressively outside the official warehouse. The leader was short, fat and shiny, with a fat face, which was in sharp contrast to the people around him.
A woman had just received the grain and was walking out. Her thin body was weighed down by the rice bag and she staggered when she walked. She happened to bump into the dozen or so people who came in. The corner of the rice bag rubbed against the short and fat man's official uniform.
Suddenly a piece of dirt was wiped out.
The fat man cursed angrily and kicked her away. The woman fell to the snow, the rice bag fell apart, and the grain was scattered all over the floor.
"Slutty legs! Don't you wear glasses when you walk? Do you know how much I spent on this new official uniform?"
"My lord, please forgive me. I was not careful, and I am aware of my mistake." The woman was so frightened that she kowtowed repeatedly to apologize, and at the same time, she put the rice spilled on the snow into a rice bag.
"That's easy to say. The materials and workmanship used to make my official uniforms total ten 300 coins. What do you think I should do?"
The woman murmured and did not dare to say anything. She sold her son and daughter for ten thousand dollars, which is not that much compensation. She lay timidly on the cold snow and shivered.
The people around were watching this scene, and no one dared to say a word, but the anger in their eyes could not be concealed.
The fat official seemed to feel the unkind looks of the people, pointed at everyone and shouted: "What are you looking at? A bunch of rice thieves, who wants you to come and collect food? This is military ration, don't you want to live anymore?"
Get out of here and stop dividing the rice. Those who have received the rice must return it to the official warehouse within a time limit. Anyone who disobeys will be sent to prison."
How could the common people understand this? They looked at each other in astonishment. How come some officials wanted to hand out rice, but some said it was against the law? What's going on?
The woman on the ground took this opportunity to secretly stuff a few handfuls of rice caked with muddy water into a cloth bag, picked it up and ran away. The fat official reached out very quickly, caught up with her in two steps, and grabbed the woman's hair.
When her bun was pulled back, the woman fell to the sky. The fat official refused to give up and kicked her with his feet. The woman cried out in pain and begged her endlessly. The bag of rice was completely scattered all over the floor and was stepped on.
It turned into mud.
"If you, a bunch of rice thieves, come to collect army rations without my permission, I will beat you to death... I will beat you to death."
The fat official was panting and kicked several times. The tip of his toe was pinched by a bone in the woman's body. The pain was heartbreaking. He suddenly became even more angry. He stretched out his hand and shouted: "Bring the whip, I want to take off a layer of her skin."
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The attendant took out the whip from his waist and handed it to him. The official held the whip in his hand and struck it. The whip whipped towards the woman's skinny body with a sound of wind...
Just hearing a "pop" sound, a hot bloodstain suddenly appeared on the fat official's face from his forehead to his chin. The bloodstain changed from shallow to deep, from red to purple, and then thin beads of blood oozed out.
The fat official was stunned for a few seconds, unable to react. Suddenly, Shazhujie covered his face and shouted: "Hey, hey, you beat me to death, it hurts me to death..."
The people nearby could clearly see that there was a big man standing next to the official, who was cunning and cunning. It was he who had just grasped the fat official's wrist and pulled it when the whip came down. The whip changed direction and covered his head.
The whip was struck on the fat official's fat face, impartially, and the whip marks divided the face into two halves like a golden cut.
The dozen or so officers and soldiers who came with him saw it clearly. When they saw someone attacking the Lord, they made a loud sound of "Cang Lang Lang" and drew their swords one after another and surrounded him.
"Capture this thief. He dares to beat me. If he dares to arrest me, I will kill him on the spot." The fat official covered his face and backed away, shouting sternly.
The government officials were ordered to approach one after another with swords and flowers in their arms, forcing the swarthy man to retreat, seeing that a bloody conflict was inevitable.
The fat official gritted his teeth and jumped to his feet. While wiping the blood on his face, he urged his subordinates to take action faster. He cursed and jumped with great arrogance.
At this moment, a sneer sounded from behind the fat official: "This sir has such great official power, but unfortunately he is also very pusy..."
The fat official turned around angrily, and in front of him stood a young man with delicate eyebrows, his hands wrapped around his sleeves, looking at him coldly.dd