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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters incompetence

When the yamen servant saw that his master was indifferent, he knew that it was because he didn't know how serious the matter was.

The officer wiped the rain off his face, and then shouted: "Sir! This burst of Changtian Mansion's embankment is very serious. It has submerged nearly a dozen villages. The number of casualties is estimated to be around seven or eight thousand."

"What?" Yang Chaoying turned around and looked at the guard in shock, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"How many people did you say died?" Yang Chaoying's hands were trembling, and the rainwater mixed into his mouth, and he seemed to taste the rust stains.

"We can only estimate it temporarily, about eight thousand. Even the prefect's office in Changtian Mansion was soaked in water, and the lower reaches of the Changtian Mansion River were submerged by the river water."

Yang Chaoying was stunned on the spot. He did not expect that the matter would be so serious.

"Where is the person who reported the news? I want to ask him, didn't Qian Huichun move the people to high ground? Why are there still civilian casualties?"

Yang Chaoying suddenly felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox had died. His legs and feet were so weak that he could hardly stand on his feet.

When the officer saw this, he quickly stepped forward to help him.

"Quick! What did your master tell you? Why didn't those people move? What on earth is Qian Huichun doing?" Yang Chaoying shouted angrily as soon as he saw the person coming.

"Master Yang! If Master Qian had not transferred the people, the matter would have gone smoothly. It would have been completed in one day. But who would have thought that the collapse of the river embankment was too serious this time. Most of the river embankment in the downstream area collapsed.

, the river flooded more than ten villages, and the people and officials had no time to run, they were all swallowed up by the river. The river was too fast, how could they run across the river? "

The visitor wiped his tears. Many of his relatives died in the bursting of the embankment. If he was alive to report the news, he could be considered a survivor.

"We had already moved to the high ground, but who would have thought that the river was so fast and strong that even the high ground was not spared, and those people had no choice but to avoid it!"

Yang Chaoying took a breath. This matter was so serious that it must be reported to the court immediately. Not only did it have to allocate money for disaster relief, but it also had to invite an imperial envoy to take charge of the overall situation.

"Where is your elder? Is he still alive?"

The visitor nodded, "My lord, you escaped!"

Yang Chaoying suddenly sneered, he was still alive. If he really died in the river, the court would not have killed them all.

Qian Huichun's family might still be alive, but who would have thought that Qian Huichun was so lucky.

What's the use of surviving now? Doesn't he know that the court will definitely not let him go?

"Grind ink for me!" Yang Chaoying calmed down and planned to report it immediately.

Three days later, when the emperor was in court, De'an just took two bamboo tubes and rushed to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

"I have sent officials to inspect Jiangnan and other places. Qian Huichun, the prefect of Changtian Prefecture, has not yet reported the number of people affected by the disaster. This person is really disgusting. After this incident, I will definitely punish him severely."

The emperor once again mentioned the flood in Changtian Mansion, and all the officials were as silent as cicadas, and there was silence in the palace.

De'an looked at the furious emperor, but finally had the courage to step forward and said, "Your Majesty! A message from a flying pigeon from the south of the Yangtze River has arrived!"

"Send it up quickly!" The emperor was interrupted and felt very unhappy. But at this time, the news coming from Jiangnan must be about the flood.

The emperor looked at the two red bamboo tubes and randomly selected one to open.

As soon as he opened it, his originally frowning brows relaxed. Three hundred people? That's still within the controllable range, not too serious.

The emperor's anger has subsided a little. It seems that the previous estimate was too pessimistic.

However, Qian Huichun's words cannot be believed. We still have to wait until the officials he sent to Jiangnan have verified the number of people before they can confirm it.

When the ministers knew that this was a letter from Jiangnan, they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the emperor's expression softened a bit.

It seems that the disaster in Jiangnan has been brought under control, and the number of civilian casualties is not high.

Officials from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Household Affairs all have a sense of survival. If the embankment collapses seriously, they will not be able to survive.

Although they were not in charge at the time, they benefited more or less.

The emperor put down the paper in his hand, and when he saw another red bamboo tube, his heart couldn't help but pick up again.

Could it be that floods occurred in other state capitals? Otherwise, why would there be two letters?

He took a deep breath, and what was supposed to come would still come.

He unfolded the letter in the bamboo tube and took a quick glance at it. The look of shock on the emperor's face could not be concealed.

He suddenly sat up straight, looked at it carefully from the beginning twice in disbelief, and finally stood up with excitement.

"You bastard! This is unreasonable! Qian Huichun is incompetent!"

The emperor patted the armrest of the dragon chair hard. At this moment, his expression was like a storm, which made everyone in the hall breathless.

As soon as De'an saw the emperor's face, he knew that the emperor was angry.

When the ministers in the palace heard the emperor talking about Qian Huichun's incompetence, they immediately understood that something had happened to Changtian Mansion again.

"De'an! Go and see Gu Chengyu, a lecturer at Xuanhanlin Academy!"

The emperor had a splitting headache at the moment, and he was extremely disgusted with Qian Huichun!

De'an immediately took the order and went out. He knew that something urgent and urgent must have happened. Without delaying those idiots below, De'an walked towards the Hanlin Academy in person.

"Hmph! I have to capture Qian Huichun and bring him to the capital, and watch him being quartered by five horses with my own eyes, in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

When Xia Qing saw the emperor being so furious, he knew that the matter in Changtian Mansion was serious.

Qian Huichun had to die, but instead of being quartered in pieces in the capital, he died in Changtian Mansion.

But the emperor suddenly summoned Gu Chengyu, and Xia Qing knew that the emperor was sending Gu Chengyu to Jiangnan. His young disciple had just gone to Jiangnan and had been traveling day and night, so he could reach Jiangnan today.

But if Gu Chengyu goes, will there be any chance for Min Feng to make meritorious deeds? With Gu Chengyu gone, Min Feng will become redundant. What does this mean?

"Your Majesty! I wonder what stupid thing this Qian Huichun did?" Yu Zheng, the Minister of Rites, saw that no one dared to ask questions, so he took the lead to speak.

Although the emperor was furious at this time, he had nothing to do with the Jiangnan dam incident. If no one in the palace dared to ask, the emperor would definitely be even more furious.

I was angry that they did not care about the sufferings of the people, but they were wise enough to protect themselves and did not share the worries of the court and the emperor.

"Hmph! What stupid thing did you do? Changtian Mansion's embankment burst again, and this time the embankment burst was very serious, and it has submerged more than ten villages. The civilian casualties are tentatively set at seven or eight thousand people. Such a tragic event, shouldn't I cut him into pieces?

?Those are all real people!"

The emperor held on to the dragon chair and could barely stand. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Since he came to the throne, there has never been a disaster of this scale.

Unexpectedly, decades after he ascended the throne, he would encounter a flood this year that was rare in a century.

Could it be that God was punishing him for not having the thought of immortality?


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