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Chapter 54: The prototype of the Red Society

() "Your Majesty, the way for me is to work together as a team, so that the monarch and his ministers can get through this difficult period together."

"How?"

"First, in the name of the imperial court, we should go out to everyone in the capital, including scholars, farmers, workers, merchants, etc., to explain the difficulties that the imperial court is currently encountering and the dire situation of the people in the refugee camp, and call on everyone in the capital to make a strong contribution.

, if you have money, contribute money to help the court and the refugees get through this."

"Your Majesty, this move will bring disgrace to the court." Cheng Jiming came out again and said.

Emperor Chongzhen ignored him. Emperor Chongzhen made a clear distinction between face and life. He said to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Zhong, please continue."

The families who need the workers and what kind of workers they need, and then match them, so that the families who will use the workers after spring sign a labor contract with the corresponding refugee in advance, oh, a contract. First, help the refugees get through this harsh winter, and then repay the labor with work.

It depends on the upfront contribution. Of course, if the court has the ability, it can also provide partial subsidies to the workers’ families, or provide other preferential policies.”

"Anymore?"

"Third, if there is no need for labor, you can also donate according to your own ability, which can be money or in kind, such as food, clothing, etc."

"Who will collect the charity donations, and how to ensure that they can reach the refugees who need them?" Wen Tiren asked Zhong Jinwei.

Emperor Chongzhen was very happy to see that Wen Tiren had spoken out to ask about the loopholes in Zhong Jinwei's method so that the method could be improved, instead of just opposing and attacking like some people.

Zhong Jinwei looked at Wen Tiren who asked the question with approval on his face, and nodded slightly to express his understanding: "Can there be a dedicated person from the imperial court to accept it? The accounts must be transparent and published regularly, such as once a day, so that the donors can clearly understand

You need to know where your donations are going. It is best to have someone from another department supervise the organization that receives donations."

Zhong Jinwei's method was just to let the imperial court take the lead and let the people become the main force in disaster relief. For those present, there seemed to be no conflict of interest. Compared with the previous method, it was so different that no one opposed it.

Therefore, as soon as Zhong Jinwei finished speaking, no one made a sound, and the Wenhua Hall fell silent again.

When Emperor Chongzhen saw that he finally had a solution that was acceptable to all his ministers, he liked it in his heart. He looked down and asked, "My ministers, do you have anything to add?"

After a while of silence, Sun Chengzong, who was in charge of military affairs, came out: "What Zhongxing Bo said about employment is not that all refugees have the ability to work. How should we deal with the old, weak, sick and disabled?"

"Well, I think it's time for everyone to contribute. There are so many officials and nobles in the capital. Each government can adopt a few to support them and do what they can. There should be no pressure. Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"What Master Zhong said is exactly right. All ministers and ministers should be well aware of the difficulties of the imperial court. First of all, the people have already contributed. If you ministers and ministers only watch the show on one side, the people will have no objection, but I will never agree!" said

Later, Emperor Chongzhen raised his voice. Immediately, the words that he would never agree to echoed in the hall, as if repeated several times.

Emperor Chongzhen thought of something again and added: "The imperial court is in such a difficult situation that it requires the people to contribute to disaster relief. If anyone wants to live extravagantly during this period, I will never forgive him lightly!"

Emperor Chongzhen spoke firmly and forcefully, showing his determination so clearly that his subordinates did not dare to speak out, let alone object.

After a while, Wen Tiren came out and said: "Your Majesty, temples and Taoists do not have to pay taxes on weekdays, but they must also accept the elderly and weak."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded. Then he asked: "My ministers, do you have anything else to say?"

"Your Majesty, is there a time limit for the claim?" Li Biao, the assistant minister below, asked. He meant that he could not support him for a lifetime.

Zhong Jinwei didn't need to answer this. Emperor Chongzhen thought for a while and then said: "Wait until the weather gets warmer next year and the Jianlu retreat."

After Emperor Chongzhen finished speaking, he waited for a while, and when no one else spoke, he concluded: "Since you ministers no longer have any opinions, let's discuss the details together. Master Zhong, you will take the lead."

When Zhong Jinwei saw that Emperor Chongzhen called his name, he was not dissatisfied. The idea was his own, so of course he took the lead.

So, he said: "There are several keys to this method. First, who should write the notice to the people in the capital and how to write it. Second, who should lead the organization that receives donations, how it should operate, and who should supervise it.

.Third, whether the employed workers and claimed persons will be treated inhumanely, and who will follow up and supervise it."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded and asked Zhong Jinwei: "What do you think, Master Zhong?"

Zhong Jinwei was a little embarrassed and said: "Your Majesty, I am not good at writing notices. I really can't write this."

Emperor Chongzhen was secretly amused, but he did not show it. Instead, he turned around and asked: "Which minister is here to write this announcement?"

Wen Tiren looked around, came back to the class and said: "I would like to write."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded: "Very good." Then he looked at Zhong Jinwei, which meant that the problem of writing a notice was solved, and you can continue.

"For this organization that accepts donations, I suggest that Jin Yiwei be responsible for it and Dongchang be responsible for the supervision."

What, how could these two tigers be released after being imprisoned for only a short time? The ministers below could no longer hold their temper and went out to protest one after another.

"Your Majesty, you must not do this!"

"Your Majesty, the factory guards are fierce and may not be suitable for this delicate job."

"Your Majesty, we at the Ministry of Industry can organize this matter."

"Your Majesty, it is very appropriate for the Ministry of Household Affairs to organize this matter."

"Your Majesty, the Metropolitan Procuratorate can supervise this."

"His Majesty,......"

All of a sudden, the ministers all came forward with their opinions and suggestions, but the central idea was that the factory guards continued to rest. We are capable of doing this ourselves and dare not bother ourselves.

At this time, Sun Chengzong and Wen Tiren did not compete with them and just watched by default.

Prince Cheng'en of Dongchangchang stood on the sidelines and watched the surging opposition from this group of civil servants, gnashing his teeth secretly with hatred.

Zhong Jinwei took a look and saw that the resistance to Dongchang and Jinyiwei's re-emergence would not be small!

Emperor Chongzhen also frowned and considered this issue. He was not annoyed by the commotion below and just thought about it on his throne.

After a while, Emperor Chongzhen knocked on the imperial table, and then said: "I want the Ministry of Household Affairs to send someone to handle this matter, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate to send a censor to supervise it."

After hearing what Emperor Chongzhen said, the officials all breathed a sigh of relief and praised the Emperor's sage.

At this time, Zhong Jinwei couldn't understand why Emperor Chongzhen didn't agree to release the factory guards again. He would have to talk to him in detail later.

With the conclusion in hand, the palace gradually became quiet. The third question was actually not a problem. Based on the conclusion of the second question, Zhong Jinwei directly said that it was okay for the censor to follow up. Others naturally had no objections.

After discussing this issue, it was already getting late. Emperor Chongzhen was preparing to adjourn the meeting, and the ministers were also preparing to go home.

When Zhong Jinwei saw the situation, he became anxious and shouted: "Everyone, wait."

When Emperor Chongzhen and the ministers heard this, they all looked at Zhong Jinwei, wondering what else he had to do.

"Your Majesty, if this matter needs to be implemented, it will take at least tomorrow until it is effective. It will take at least a few days. We can wait, but the refugees in the refugee camp cannot wait. You haven't seen the carloads of corpses.

Take them out and cremate them. If it takes one more day, more refugees will die!" As Zhong Jinwei spoke, the bodies stacked on the flatbed appeared in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but speak with a bit of sadness in his voice.

When Emperor Chongzhen heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. Fortunately, he claimed to love his people like a son, but he didn't think of this. He blushed slightly, but he was sitting at the top, and the people below him couldn't see clearly.

"I almost forgot that Master Zhong has a good plan."

"Your Majesty, you can ask the Ministry of Household Affairs to use the grain, charcoal and other materials for disaster relief for two days at a time, and use all the items that will be used later in the plan first, so that the refugees can eat enough, burn more charcoal, and avoid freezing at night.

Try to live as many people as possible."

"The Secretary of the Ministry of Finance."

"I'm here." Bi Ziyan left the office.

"Did you hear what Master Zhong said?" Emperor Chongzhen looked at the old minister and asked.

"I want to do it right away." Bi Ziyan bowed.

"Very good."

After Bi Ziyan received the permission, he took a few steps back, then turned around and strode away. What happened today made him sigh a lot. The concern for the country and the people of so many pillars of the imperial court who were born as Jinshi were much worse than a young man who had just returned from overseas.

Man, you are really ashamed of yourself!

"Master Zhong, what else can I do?" Emperor Chongzhen asked again after Bi Ziyan left.

"No." Zhong Jin defended. In fact, he still had something to do and just wanted to talk to Emperor Chongzhen alone.

Seeing that Zhong Jinwei was finally fine, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief and then left the meeting. Only Zhong Jinwei and Wen Tiren remained in the main hall.


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