"What happened?" Zhu Yunxi quickly walked over and asked.
The running secret guard stopped and lowered his head slightly, "Third Master, we are rushing to Fuzhou 800 miles away. The Fuhe River has burst. Several adults from the Ministry of Housing and Industry are waiting for the old man!"
(Jiangxi, there were seven major floods in Jiangxi during the Hongwu period. These are the words of a novelist. The time is wrong and cannot be used as a reference. Wow, a few more words are flooded, haha.)
There was another flood in Jiangxi, and Zhu Yunxi was shocked.
As a prince trained by Zhu Yuanzhang, he studied not only Confucianism and the history of governance, but also mountains and rivers geography. There are many rivers in Jiangxi. In the Yuan Dynasty, dozens of rivers burst, leaving hundreds of thousands of people homeless.
Can return.
The autumn harvest is just around the corner, but the flood is coming, and it must be a big deal to have people from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry waiting to see the emperor.
Zhu Yunxi turned around and saw Zhu Yuanzhang striding towards him. Without asking what was going on, he directly said to the guards at the side, "Get your horses ready and go back to the palace!"
Just now, the grandfather and grandson were strolling in the folk courtyard, but now they got on the horse and rode non-stop. On the horse, Zhu Yuanzhang's back was straight and his face was like sinking in water.
They didn't even change their clothes after entering the palace, and they hurriedly entered the Fengtian Hall. At this moment, more than a dozen ministers in the palace, including Fu Youwen, the Minister of Household Affairs, Xia Xiang, the Minister of Works, Zhang Heng, the minister, and Liu Sanwu, the Minister of Zhongshu, were already anxious.
Pot ants.
When I saw the two men coming in, I quickly kowtowed.
"My lord, wait..."
"Get up!" Zhu Yuanzhang sat down on the dragon chair and ordered, "Give some of your beloved ladies a seat and serve us tea." After that, he said to Zhu Yunxi, "Grandson, stand beside us!"
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi responded and stood beside Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Your Majesty!" Fu Youwen, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, said with a pale face and a trembling voice, "It has been raining heavily for days in Jiangxi since May, and the river water has surged in more than two months. Fuzhou 800 Li hastened to report that the stone embankment on the south bank of Fuhe River has breached.
In one day, the breach reached more than two hundred feet."
Zhu Yunxi thought quickly in his mind. The Fuhe River is the second largest river in Jiangxi, with a total length of more than 600 miles, but its drainage area is extremely wide, involving many surrounding prefectures and counties.
A two-hundred-foot-wide breach is equivalent to a width of almost six hundred meters. Just imagine how earth-shattering it would be for the floods to rush out from a six-hundred-meter-wide breach. And as time goes by, the breach will only get bigger and bigger. I am afraid that in the northern part of Jiangxi,
There will be no harvest this year.
(The geography is not good, the case is adapted from real floods in the Ming Dynasty)
Xia Xiang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, also said, "The Fuhe River breach covers the five counties of Linchuan, Chongren, Yihuang, Jinxi, and Le'an, as well as the neighboring counties of Jianchang Road, Nancheng, Nanfeng, Xincheng, and Guangchang.
County, I’m afraid it’s going to be a disaster!”
There was deathly silence in the main hall. Honghu Lake affected a total of nine counties and two states, involving nearly hundreds of thousands of people and immeasurable property losses.
There is no hope for food in these areas. In addition, there are cities, residential buildings and businesses that are also destroyed. In addition, hundreds of thousands of people have no food to eat, and there may be civil unrest.
People will rebel when they have no food to eat. This is the truth.
Even if they don't rebel, there will often be widespread plague after the flood.
Think about it, don’t dare to think about it.
This is the Ming Dynasty, no matter how good the Ming Dynasty is, it is not as good as the later generations.
When the flood came, many people were already homeless and even suffering from hunger and cold.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi could no longer bear it, "It started to rain heavily in Jiangxi in May. Why didn't the local officials report it? Looking at the memorials from various places these days, they are all about greetings and greetings. In the official document sent to Ganzhou yesterday, Grandpa Huang
He also wrote that Jiangxi is prone to disasters, so we must be considerate of the people’s sentiments. Are the officials on Fuzhou Road so considerate?”
The ministers looked at each other and hurriedly stood up, "I am guilty..."
"What crime do you have? We are talking about Jiangxi now!" Zhu Yunxi said, "The officials in Fuzhou just reported the situation to the Eight Hundred Miles, but do they have a plan to deal with it?"
Liu Sanwu, a member of Zhongshu House, first glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, and then said to Zhu Yunxi, "Back to Your Highness, Zhang Shan of Fuzhou Prefecture asked the imperial court to send relief as soon as possible!"
"When something happens, you know how to provide relief, but when something doesn't happen, you don't know how to take precautions!" Zhu Yunxi said angrily, "Hey, Zhang Shan is really a good official!"
Seeing that Zhu Yunxi had a ferocious face and murderous intentions in his eyes, the ministers looked at each other and thought that this would be another difficult and difficult monarch to serve.
The temper of King Wu is very similar to that of the old prince. They both have a knife in their heart and are constantly sharpening it.
Zhu Yuanzhang's big hands were firmly clasped on the back of the chair, with a sneer on his face, "Our eldest grandson is right, but now is not the time to talk about this. No one who deserves to lose his head can escape." After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang paused, "
How much food do you estimate the victims in the nine counties and two states will need!"
"I estimate that we will need about five hundred thousand stones, including salt, medicine and other supplies!" said the minister Zhang Heng.
"I'm afraid it's not enough!"
This is not the time to hide your clumsiness. As the future heir, you must show your strong opinions on political affairs in front of the emperor.
Zhu Yunxi spoke and said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Grandpa Huang, my grandson has overstepped his bounds!"
"It doesn't matter!" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a sullen face, "You are old too, it's time to share the worries for your grandfather, that's all!"
"Yes!" Zhu Yunxi said, "Grandpa Huang, my grandson thinks that these grains are not enough. The autumn harvest is coming soon, and the harvest of the people in the nine counties this year has been completely wiped out by the flood. The relief now is just the beginning. Without the relief from the imperial court, the people
How are you spending the winter?”
"Furthermore, after the flood, next year's spring plowing and field dredging will also be involved, which all require food. We also need to prevent the spread of diseases and prevent victims from causing trouble and fleeing. How long can half a million shi of food last?"
"How much food is left in the capital's granary?" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but nodded, and then asked.
"Back to the emperor, there are still two million stones of grain in the big warehouse in the capital!" Fu Youwen hesitated, "But, that is the military grain accumulated over the years. The grain reserve cannot be used easily!"
The Ming Dynasty looked like it was waiting for prosperity, but in fact it was in ruins. After taking over this mess from the hands of the Yuan Dynasty, the south was fine, but the north had to be subsidized by the court every year because of successive wars. There were also border wars and so on. The Ming Dynasty
Not rich either.
"Then allocate grain and grass from Jiujiang, Wuchang and other places, quickly and urgently!" Zhu Yuanzhang said.
"But those two big warehouses are also military rations!" Fu Youwen paused, "Once they are taken out, if you want to refill them, it won't take three to five years..."
"The people are still crying for food, I can't care anymore!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and paced back and forth, "The people are more important, let them eat first!"
"I obey the order!"
Wuchang in Jiujiang is an important transit route between the north and the south, and it is also an important military town in the mainland. The most elite troops stationed in the Ming Dynasty are now going to use their military ration reserves.
"We can ask big families in various states to donate food!" Zhu Yunxi said.
He knew that in the feudal era, local wealthy families and large households could build bridges and pave roads to do good deeds, but rarely provided relief to the victims. There is a saying that those in power were on guard against them winning people's hearts.
However, I can't care about it now. Next to Jiangxi is Hubei, and there are countless wealthy grain merchants in Wuchang and Hanyang.
"Grandpa Emperor, if you ask them to provide food, the court can commend them." Zhu Yunxi thought about it, "For example, the government should give them a title of Justice of the Peace or something like that."
"Humph, don't even think about it!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, "Food is their lifeblood, even if it is given to them as official food, they will not take it out!"
At this time, Xia Xiang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, said, "Your Majesty, in addition to providing food for the victims, Fuzhou and other places also need money to repair river embankments, clean up rivers and other things!" After saying that, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's face and said, "Forget it, my minister.
Next, about 680,000 taels!"
"Here!" Zhu Yuanzhang said without hesitation and suddenly frowned, "Is there anything left in the Hubu treasury?"
"There are still three million silver coins, but that is the bottom of the box." Xia Xiang sighed.
Daming, now you can’t even get 600,000 silver?
No, but those three million are actually financial reserves and cannot be touched lightly. Moreover, with the border wars going on for years, military expenditures are as huge as running water.
Lan Yu won the battle and was about to return to the court, and was rewarded with another sum of money.
(Don’t think that three million is too little. For more than sixty years, Emperor Kangxi only left a treasury of 8 million to his son. Of course, the salt tax and tea tax in the Qing Dynasty were the emperor’s private money and were not counted as treasury.)
"Take as much as you can!" The emperor was embarrassed, so Zhu Yuanzhang slowly said, "No, it will be deducted from the palace expenses and distributed to local people!"
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It's not that I'm not punctual, I also have difficulties.
(Bah, I can trust the author’s words, rabbits can climb trees)