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Chapter 708 Natural Disasters

Just because Jianlu's life was difficult does not mean that Ming's life was easy.

Zhong Jinwei was brought to the Wenhua Palace by Emperor Chongzhen. As soon as they met, Emperor Chongzhen asked directly: "Master Zhong, is there any way to make money?"

Wen Tiren, Bi Ziyan and others in the Wenhua Hall all looked at Zhong Jinwei, hoping to get a satisfactory answer from him.

Zhong Jinwei was stunned after hearing this. He didn't know why Emperor Chongzhen asked this. He thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, the court is already doing all the ways to make money that I can think of. I wonder why your Majesty asks this?"

Emperor Chongzhen was slightly disappointed after hearing this. He picked up a memorial from the imperial table and asked the chamberlain to pass it to Zhong Jinwei. Then he explained: "It is eight hundred miles from the south and the hurricane is attacking Guangdong, Guangxi and Hainan provinces.

Hundreds of thousands of people died, farmland was flooded, and countless houses collapsed. The government was in urgent need of disaster relief."

When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he felt a headache. Now that Ming Dynasty's finances had just started to improve, they had suffered such a big disaster. God simply didn't want people to revive Ming Dynasty safely and face all kinds of problems.

Drought in the north, floods in the south, and typhoons along the coast have created many obstacles on the road to prosperity for the Ming Dynasty.

However, hurricanes are actually normal. Not only now, but also in later generations, there will be several cases every year, causing disasters in coastal provinces. But this time the hurricane was particularly powerful, so a lot of people died.

Zhong Jinwei took the memorial and read it carefully. Before he could finish it, Wen Tiren asked with a little anxiety: "Marquis Zhongxing, have you heard of any good ways to deal with hurricanes in your hometown?"

Bi Ziyan's head was dizzy after hearing this. Why did the first assistant mention the all-powerful hometown of Zhongxinghou again!

Zhong Jinwei sighed in his heart, closed the memorial, and handed it to the chamberlain on the side. Then he turned to look at Wen Tiren and said regretfully: "There is a way in my hometown, but Ming Dynasty cannot realize it."

When Emperor Chongzhen heard this, he hurriedly asked without waiting for Wen Tiren to speak: "Master Zhong, what is the method? Let me tell you!"

There is still luck in his heart, maybe Daming can do it too!

Zhong Jinwei heard Emperor Chongzhen's question and turned to look at him and replied: "In my hometown, there is an organization similar to Qintianjian, called Weather Forecast, which can monitor the formation, route and arrival time of hurricanes. So do it early."

Preparation can avoid heavy casualties and reduce some economic losses."

When he said this, he realized that the weather forecast he complained about before was nonsense. It was not accurate at all, of no use, and it seemed wrong. At least the weather forecast was still very useful in predicting weather such as typhoons.

Zhong Jinwei saw that Emperor Chongzhen had a glimmer of hope and when he was about to speak, he directly poured cold water on him and said: "Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty cannot do it now no matter what, it will take at least hundreds of years."

It was even more strange for Bi Ziyan to say this. At the same time, he also longed for what kind of existence Zhongxinghou's hometown was, and it was so powerful!

Wen Tiren did not give up, and asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Marquis Zhongxing, do you understand this hurricane? It's not the wrath of a god, right?"

We can't blame the ancients for thinking this way, because they couldn't explain this phenomenon and could only attribute it to mysterious gods.

Zhong Jinwei nodded and explained: "I know a little bit about what is caused by the difference in high and low air pressure, and why there is a rainy season. But with the current technological power of the Ming Dynasty, it is really impossible to use it effectively.

This knowledge.”

Wen Tiren suddenly became very disappointed. He could only silently endure the damage caused to nature.

Zhong Jinwei looked at Wen Tiren, then at Emperor Chongzhen, and saw that they all looked depressed. A thought came to his mind, and he said: "But as long as we start from now on, slowly understand nature and improve Ming's scientific and technological strength, even if we

There is no way, but our descendants will one day have ways to deal with the violence of nature."

These words were so true that Emperor Chongzhen nodded repeatedly when he heard them, and secretly decided that useful content must be added to the popular education of Ming Dynasty kindergartens.

"Marquis Zhongxing, your hometown is so powerful, why don't we, the Ming Dynasty, send an envoy to go there to learn the scriptures?" Bi Ziyan couldn't help it, so he came up with a method that he thought was good.

Zhong Jinwei was speechless, but he couldn't explain to Bi Ziyan, so he had to say: "You don't understand. My hometown is far away. Even if I go through nine or eighty-one hardships, I still can't reach it alive."

Zhong Jinwei didn't lie to him, because he didn't live that long.

Bi Ziyan didn't believe what he heard, and when he was about to say more, Emperor Chongzhen interrupted him and said: "Don't mention the matter of Master Zhong's hometown anymore. The key now is how to provide disaster relief and where to allocate disaster relief funds."

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Emperor Chongzhen said this, so Bi Ziyan had no choice but to turn his attention back.

The disaster relief money for the drought in the north cannot be touched. Only those who have some brains will not even mention this matter of tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

The funds for the decisive battle with Jianlu next year cannot be touched. We hope that most of the burden of Liaodong can be solved next year, but we cannot give Jianlu a chance to breathe. They have to be beaten to death with a stick.

Emperor Chongzhen was determined not to raise the cost of building the Ming Dynasty Navy. The vassal kings were feudal overseas, and without a powerful Ming Dynasty Navy, there were bound to be countless variables. Especially Spain, who knew whether they would attack the Ming Dynasty at sea.

Fleet bound for North America.

The profits of state-owned enterprises, especially the sales volume of glass, are gradually increasing, and part of the money can be allocated for emergency relief.

However, because the extent of the disaster in the three provinces is unprecedented, this amount of money is far from enough for disaster relief.

Finally, it was Zhong Jinwei who suggested: "Your Majesty, if it doesn't work out, let the imperial court borrow money from several banks. This should be able to provide a lot of disaster relief funds."

Emperor Chongzhen actually had the idea of ​​printing more Jiu Si Bao banknotes, but remembering Zhong Jinwei's warning, he kept holding on.

Now when I heard Zhong Jinwei mention the loan, I couldn't help but slap the table and said, "Why didn't I think of that? Wen Qing, just go to Weimin Bank and ask them for a bigger loan."

Wen Tiren smiled and said: "Of course Zhongxing Hou is most familiar with the things that Marquis Zhongxing has worked out. I will immediately go to the two banks in the capital to get some loans."

After this time, the imperial court became a big customer of the two banks, often receiving large loans. Because of the Ming Dynasty's growing national strength and financial capabilities, banks were willing to lend to the imperial court.

Zhong Jinwei thought for a moment and then added: "Your Majesty, you can let the affected provinces rush to plant some more food to help themselves. I suggest you try planting sweet potatoes and potatoes."

Regarding these two crops, Zhong Jinwei had mentioned it to Emperor Chongzhen before. Emperor Chongzhen was deeply impressed by Zhong Jinwei's strong recommendation. He nodded and said: "Yes, we can take this opportunity to fully implement it."

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Zhong Jinwei was silent for a while, then remembered something, and reported to Emperor Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, the disaster is serious, and a lot of money has been allocated for disaster relief. I have heard a saying, how big the disaster is, how big the wealth is. I am worried about corrupt officials.

Officials will take advantage of the passing of money to make a fortune."


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