Chapter 1,294 The first 'partner' of the Buddhist scripture learning team
"The anger of the small people is filled with resentment, and the sky is harmonious, causing floods and droughts, solar eclipses, star changes, earthquakes, and springs drying up..."
"This is a big earthquake. Just because of this, why don't you guys disperse quickly?"
Zhu Si and Zhu Qi raised their heads, looking at the officials standing on the top of the city shouting and shouting, and then at Hai Rui, who was silent.
Unexpectedly, but reasonably, the first incident this scripture-seeking team encountered after leaving the capital of the Ming Dynasty was the wave of refugees.
It has been several months since the disaster caused by the Guanzhong earthquake, but the aftermath is far from over. Groups of refugees with their families are still flowing in all directions.
Hai Rui had just left Beijing and had only been riding for two days when a long line of disaster victims appeared in front of him.
Most of these people speak with a Guanzhong accent, but there are also many who belong to the Henan and Shandong areas. They are wearing ragged clothes, carrying shivering children with difficulty on poles, or begging along the streets, or looking for places to give soup, struggling and humbly.
Live.
Perhaps in other dynasties, people in areas that were not affected by disasters would have sympathy and allow these refugees to stay, but there were too many natural disasters in the Ming Dynasty. There was a severe earthquake more than ten years ago, and there were various disasters during the period.
Frequently.
Therefore, everyone at the top and bottom knew that once these disaster victims flooded in, the original place of residence would be turbulent, so various places began to ruthlessly expel the victims.
The treasury was empty and the granaries were in vain. The difficulties of these local officials were not incomprehensible, but what the man on the tower said, attributing the earthquake to the people's sorrow and resentment, was really outrageous.
Even the two Jin Yiwei couldn't bear to listen. Zhu Qi's cold voice sounded: "Do you want us to arrest this person to serve as a warning to others?"
Hai Rui looked around, especially at the confrontation between the victims and officials, weighed the pros and cons, and slowly shook his head: "No... you can't arrest people at this time!"
Zhu Qinong raised his eyebrows: "The Jinyi Guards have their own arrest responsibilities. As an imperial envoy, they have the right to kill first and report later, so there is no need to worry!"
Hai Rui said in a deep voice: "Even if we capture this person, we will not be able to allow the city to accept the victims. Instead, it will cause riots. The purpose of inspecting the officials and deposing them is to prevent the local people from being harmed by the corrupt officials, not just ourselves."
Like or dislike, interfere without permission!"
Zhu Qi's eyes showed strange color, staring at the thin back: "Those who dare to criticize Dragon Scale have become restrained with the power of imperial envoy. It's really amazing!"
Zhu Si sighed: "Then let's continue on the road?"
Since it is difficult to solve, it is out of sight and out of mind.
Hai Rui took out a pen and paper: "Allow me to delay for a moment, write down the situation here, and send the courier to the capital quickly."
Not only in the Gyeonggi region, but everywhere Hai Rui went in the future, he did this.
The majestic imperial envoy of the Ming Dynasty, the divine sword recognized by the emperor, did not show any sharpness. Instead, he was willing to be the eyes and ears, recording the disaster relief situation in various places from the most objective perspective, and reporting it in detail.
On the surface, it was reported to His Majesty, but in fact, it was handed over to the Chief Assistant Hu Zongxian.
"This person is not just an official who talks about morality. He really has far-reaching plans for all people in the world!"
Zhu Si and Zhu Qi followed him all the way and couldn't help but admire him more and more.
Hai Rui was a man of hard work. He had a great reputation in history. When he was patrolling a place, before anyone arrived, the local corrupt officials would voluntarily resign because they were "fearful of his power" to avoid getting into trouble; the rich and powerful people
The Jin gentry's house changed its red-lacquered door to black in order to keep a low profile; even the weaving eunuchs hurriedly dismissed the sedan bearers and traveled lightly, not daring to be extravagant and wasteful.
In such a situation of strict self-discipline and strict discipline of others, Hai Rui built water conservancy projects, benefited the local area, and did many practical things for the people. So when Hai Rui was impeached and transferred to another position, the local people cried bitterly and were reluctant to part with him.
This Qingtian left.
The charge of impeaching Hai Rui is also extremely ridiculous. "Sheltering traitors and preying on the scholar-officials." I have only ever heard that the common people are being exploited. Under Hai Rui's rule, the scholar-officials felt that they were being exploited.
Sadly, there are too few officials like Hai Rui.
Now following him closely, this man, who was originally just a bold figure in his mind, became taller and taller, and the two guards began to call him "sir".
This was the first time they addressed an official since that one, showing their sincere admiration.
But Hai Rui's thin face became more and more solemn.
The closer we get to Guanzhong, the more victims there will be.
On both sides of the avenue, under the city walls and even schools and temples, shabby nunneries and thatched huts were erected.
This is true as long as the towns are still intact. In large cities such as the state capital, it is impossible to see the edges at a glance, almost submerging the buildings outside.
But such a gathering was not lively at all.
Looking around, the ground is full of hunger and devastation, and numb and dirty faces are swaying in the sight. They may fly lightly into the sky at any time and never return to the ground...
When fallen leaves return to their roots, these people will not be able to die in their hometowns.
"This earthquake is unprecedented, and the casualties are incalculable!"
"How to save these people...how to save them?"
Hai Rui has repeatedly emphasized the misery of the people in "Public Security Shu", but when he really saw it, the shocking feeling could not be described in words. These days, he thought about it day and night, thinking hard about how to save it.
Law……
Punish corrupt officials and rectify officialdom?
late!
That is what is done in normal times. Nowadays, various places are in a state of panic and officials are extremely busy. Raising the butcher knife at this time will only make the situation more chaotic.
When Hai Rui left Beijing, he once wanted to be a dazzling sword, clarifying the world and sweeping away the gloom. However, after arriving at the disaster area, he immediately realized that such an idea was unrealistic, so he handed over the jurisdiction of Beizhili to
To the trustworthy chief assistant Hu Zongxian.
Now that we have arrived in Guanzhong, which was once the land of Longxing, and is now far away from Emperor Gao, it is obviously not possible to inform the capital again. We must exercise the power of the imperial envoy to rectify the resources of various places and treat the victims to the greatest extent.
It's easier said than done, at least from what he saw and heard along the way, he didn't know how to start, because without money and food, it's hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice.
"First let the big families in the city and the monasteries from all over the country come forward to give more porridge and rice, so that the victims can settle down and give Henan a breather, and then mobilize the rice grains from the south of the Yangtze River..."
"If you think hard and only come up with this method, you will disappoint me!"
At this moment, a voice that sounded childish but had a rather mature tone, revealing a strange contrast, suddenly sounded in my mind.
It was already late at night and Zhu Si and Zhu Qi were resting outside. Hai Rui was also startled and immediately shouted: "Who?"
However, his voice did not come out, but only echoed in his heart, and the other party continued: "Every time there is a disaster, human life is as cheap as grass, especially the penniless people. As you see along the way, there are porridge shacks outside the towns, but
It’s not a good intention, it’s just that the court is worried that these hungry people will go into exile and become refugees, causing chaos in the world and threatening the rule..."
"So the imperial court wants to give the victims a glimmer of hope. Giving porridge is undoubtedly the most effective way, so that the victims can gather towards the city walls instead of scattering around and causing chaos."
"But this method has a fatal drawback. When the victims gather, the dead and injured will also gather. As the weather gets warmer, the epidemic is bound to break out. By then, not only those outside the city will starve to death, but the people in the city will also be infected with the disease. Ten rooms will be empty.
The casualties are even more severe!"
Hai Rui was shocked when he heard half of it, and fell silent in the end.
To put it bluntly, some things are not surprising, but the moment this layer of paper is pierced, it is still extremely shocking.
Just like Hai Rui's "Public Security Shu", the voice at this time exposed the tendency of the court's disaster relief strategy: "The court's method is to suppress disasters, but not to save the people. Do you understand the choice between the two?"
Hai Rui took a deep breath.
He was indeed awakened.
The difference between disaster relief and disaster relief makes a world of difference.
In fact, most of the disaster relief efforts in the past dynasties were reduced to disaster relief. The casualties of the people did not matter, and not causing large-scale unrest was the top priority of the court.
To save the people, the priority is to save the people and save as many lives as possible.
Regarding the choice between the two, Hai Rui had almost no hesitation: "The people are the most important, the country is second, the king is the least, the people can survive, and the country can be stable!"
There was no surprise in the voice: "Then just do it, I believe you can do it."
Of course Hai Rui will do his best, but even with his indomitable determination, he can't help but feel a little depressed: "If you think about it, there really is an underworld, a city of unjust deaths. It's no wonder that there are so many wronged souls, and the suffering of sins is beyond redemption!"
The voice was filled with relief: "It seems that you understand that it is meaningful to transcend the suffering of the dead souls. Without a sincere heart, how can we go through hardships and setbacks and obtain the Qianqiu Sutra?"
Hai Rui nodded slightly: "You haven't asked for advice yet?"
"We will meet when the time is right."
The voice dropped the last sentence and fell silent. Naturally, Hai Rui didn't know that there was a silhouette of a shadow rising from the memorial that he kept close to his body.
You can vaguely see that he is a man with an upright face and meticulousness, and he has the temperament to care about the world and serve the country and the people.
The best in the world, Qi Ling’s law and order!
May peace be eternal!
For its creator Hai Rui, it silently accompanies him and has a heart of reverence, just like a child respects his father, and like a disciple respects his teacher.
As a new spirit race, it shines with wisdom, makes suggestions and guides.
The purpose is to take advantage of the disaster in Guanzhong to bring another companion into the world.
Just when Hai Rui was firming up his belief and focusing on saving the people, Chen Jingqi, who was also in the Baicao Hall in Chang'an and was supervising his workers to brew the potion, yawned.
A doctor has the heart of a parent. From sitting in the capital, commanding various places, to personally visiting the disaster-stricken areas on the front line, the old head of the Chen family has no regrets. Fortunately, the former Tianshi Li compiled the medical book that can be passed down to the world. Baicao Hall was in his
Sitting under his command, there are already countless living people.
But as the weather gets hotter and hotter, the epidemic may still be out of control...
Although he was tired, Chen Jingqi didn't notice that the "Compendium of Materia Medica" on the desk was moving without any wind, and as the pages turned slightly, a ray of light came out.