Chapter 116: Ask Cai Jing in an indecisive situation
After the rain, the weather cleared up, and although the market in Bianliang has not yet fully returned to its former bustle and bustle, cars and people are already coming and going, and life is gradually returning.
The only difference is that the grain shops that were open to welcome customers in the past have agreed to close their doors collectively.
The water level of the Bianhe River has risen, and no grain has been transported into the city for several days. Although the government's inventory is available, it is reserved for emergencies and generally will not be used easily. Moreover, it also needs to feed and drink 600,000 forbidden troops. Once used,
But if it cannot be supplemented, the consequences will be disastrous.
Kaifeng has a population of one million, and consumes countless amounts of rice and grain every day, so grain and grass are constantly transported from the local area to Kaifeng.
But now the Bianhe River cannot be used by boats at all, so food cannot be transported in.
Yang Lin soaked in the mud a few days ago, and his feet were a little uncomfortable. Now he can ride a horse. He rode along with the crowds in the Long Live Camp, but he didn't pay any attention to the surrounding scenery.
The Long Live Camp has arrested dozens of rogues one after another, and they are all tight-lipped. It seems that the forces behind them are not easy to deal with, so that these people would rather die than dare to speak out.
As the rain subsided, news spread from various places that the flood disaster and the entire Gyeonggi Road were disaster areas.
As a result, the roads will inevitably be blocked, and the water transportation that supports the livelihood of millions of people in Bianliang will also be paralyzed. I don't know who solved this flood in history, but now this matter falls on me.
Yang Lin is really one of the top two, and I don’t know where to start.
The Long Live Battalion is just a newly established Military and Horse Division, which is at best similar to the Imperial City Division. Many functions need to be handled by the government offices at all levels in Kaifeng Prefecture.
It's a pity that the Kaifeng government officials and Yang Lin are all sworn enemies, and they have many ways to argue with you when they are ordered to do things.
While hesitating, a surprising voice sounded: "Young Master."
Yang Lin looked up and saw that the person who came was short, slightly fat, dark-skinned, and wearing soft armor. He was Song Jiang and Song Gongming, a hero from Shandong.
"Song Jiang, why are you here?"
Song Jiang dismounted, bowed slightly, and replied: "Back to the Young Master, my subordinates were ordered to go to the White Tiger Hall to answer questions. Waiting in front of the hall is just a false position. The imperial guards are firmly in the hands of the Gao family and their sons, and they can't be penetrated by needles."
If you can't splash it in, your subordinates are there."
Yang Lin quickly interrupted: "Okay, stop complaining, is it even harder than me?"
Song Jiang asked suspiciously: "I haven't seen you for a few days. What's wrong with Shao Zai?"
"I have a new job, which is to deal with this flood. The unscrupulous grain dealers in Bianliang are all sitting on the ground raising prices, and the grain from outside cannot be transported in. If the delay lasts for a few days, Kaifeng Prefecture's millions of people may starve to death."
Song Jiang rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said, "Young Master, if you are not sure about something, you can go to the Grand Master."
Yang Lin's eyes lit up and he thought, wow, someone must have solved this matter. Who could it be? It must be Cai Jing.
There is no doubt about Cai Jing's business ability, and he has been highly praised by leaders of the old and new factions. This is the only example in the two Song dynasties.
Even his political opponents said sourly: "If the capital can correct its mind, how can the ancient sages do it?"
Yang Lin smiled and said: "You gave me a heads up this time. Come with me to the Prime Minister's Mansion. I beg Prime Minister Cai to transfer you so that you don't end up in the Marshal's Mansion."
Song Jiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and followed Yang Lin straight to Cai Mansion.
Yang Lin was already familiar with Cai Jing's mansion and came to the study happily.
Cai Jing is indeed an elegant man. The flood outside is raging, but he is still leisurely holding a showerhead in the study and watering the water.
Seeing Yang Lin come in, he said angrily: "You are also a top scholar, how come you don't even understand this etiquette? Knock on the door before coming in."
"Next time, I must knock next time. Enxiang, you have to save me this time."
Cai Jing put down the shower head, and the two maids next to him came over with copper basin towels. After Cai Jing cleaned his hands, he asked leisurely: "Tell me, what happened again?"
Yang Lin came forward with saliva on his face and said seriously: "Prime Minister En, Zeng Bu, who has the power to know the government offices in Kaifeng, has always been at odds with Prime Minister En. In order to act as a pawn for you, I scolded him in the Grand Prime Minister's Temple."
"How dare you scold Zeng Bu?" Cai Jing looked surprised. This really means that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that this was normal.
"Students don't dare to do anything for the sake of favor, but this old guy really has no sense. He holds a grudge for such a trivial matter and instructs people in Kaifeng's government offices to violate the law. The government gave me the power to mobilize all levels of government offices.
Come and control the flood in Kaifeng. These dogs are so lazy that even if they want to check out the unscrupulous grain shops that are raising prices, we in Bianliang will soon starve to death."
Cai Jing sighed and said: "Zeng Bu is an old minister, and he comes from a family of prime ministers. His disciples and former officials are all over the Song Dynasty. If you hate him, he still wants to get things done in Kaifeng Mansion. There is only one way."
When Yang Lin heard that this old guy really had a trick, he said happily: "Please give me some advice."
"Find a group of people who have no scruples and Zeng Bu can't get involved to handle these things."
Yang Lin pondered for a moment, and suddenly his heart was filled with happiness. He came closer and said, "Enxiang means that the internal servants are provincial?"
Cai Jing nodded with a smile and said: "You and Yang Jian are brothers. He is currently being suppressed by Liang Shicheng in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Even Li Yan has come from behind and has more power than him, an old man in Duanwang Mansion." Yang Jian smiled with a smile on his face.
Good man, how can you not have resentment in your heart? You go to the palace to help him. With Yang Jian's foundation in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, are you afraid that you can't set up a detective department?"
Isn't this the idea of Dongchang and Xichang? Yang Lin thought about it carefully. Liang Shicheng firmly controlled the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was always a hidden danger to himself.
There is also Li Yan, the head of internal affairs, whose biological brother died in his own hands. This hatred is deep.
Yang Jian and himself have always had a good relationship. From the beginning of the Cuju League, they have always been a community of interests. What's even more rare is that most of his position as top pick was obtained through Yang Jian's intelligence.
Cai Jing continued to point out: "Yang Jian's inner ministers, I don't know how many of his confidants have been bullied by Liang Shicheng for so long, and they have long been holding back their strength to resist, but there is no chance. Yang Jian is not short of people, you are not short of money, you are not short of money now
Now that there is a suitable reason, this matter will not be solved overnight."
Walking out of Cai Jing's study, Yang Lin's chest expanded, and his face was full of longing.
Is there anything more suitable than setting up a Dongchang to raid the house? Song Jiang came up, nodded and bowed and asked with a smile: "Young Master, what do you think the Grand Master has? Also, can you please wait in front of the palace?"
, Hey, let’s do some exercise.”
Yang Lin looked him up and down, and you said with a smile on your chin: "It's easy to talk, Dongchang needs talents like you."