After the imperial edict, several people were killed without mercy, and the whole Bianliang became busy.
No one was slacking off. Regardless of the fact that this was a good thing to accumulate virtue, even those in the court who killed without mercy forced them to stop dawdling.
It can be considered timely. In this era, the court's response this time is definitely timely.
Even before the city foxes and rats in the caves of Bianliang City had time to take action, the entire Bianliang City was already covered with soldiers.
When the heads of the six families including Cao Gao received the so-called message to the people of Li from His Highness the Crown Prince, they also tried their best to cooperate.
Considering that the whole of Bianliang was in mourning, he directly asked the servants of the government to dispatch Cuju news from neighborhood to neighborhood for free.
The stewards in the village were busy, but there were always good people, so they took on the responsibility of spreading the word and read out the notices published in Cuju Express in the neighborhood.
At the same time, the process of His Royal Highness scolding the husband was also spread vividly.
Coupled with the promulgation and posting of imperial edicts...many people, while feeling sad, would bow their hands and bow in the direction of Ouchi.
Some people say that the cohesion of a nation can best be seen before a catastrophe.
Perhaps this earthquake in the capital was not a major disaster, but Zhao Xi still saw the beautiful side of human nature.
After the discussion was over, no one went home. After issuing the notice, they visited the whole city in different areas to understand the disaster situation in Bianliang. Even Song Chu did the same.
As for Taixue, when Ouyang Xiu received the edict, he did not simply suspend his studies. Instead, he asked the scholars of Taixue to organize themselves. They first helped the people living in Taixue, and then led the scholars to go directly to the court to recruit volunteers.
Register here.
Even though we don’t know how to provide disaster relief, we can provide a bowl of porridge for the people and help the elderly.
The price gouging that Zhao Xi was worried about did not happen, perhaps because of the effect of the killings.
All feedback information is being carried out in an orderly manner.
What surprised Zhao Xi the most was that this Liu Yi...this Liu Yi actually represented the merchants and petitioned his father, asking the court to allow the merchants to set up porridge sheds in Bianliang City to supplement the areas that the court could not take care of.
This guy actually became a businessman?
Yes, I guess Neiyuan Food Factory is already well-known. It's more like a petition than a gift.
Who is stopping you from giving porridge again? Liu Yi, a fool, is so praised that he can't find anything to do with it.
This is a good thing, even the princes did not stop him, and even issued an edict.
All the inner garden could do was to put away the colorful clothes and dress in plain clothes to show that they share the suffering of the people. Even the food was changed to vegetarian.
Along with the urgent delivery from Bianliang, there were also ten articles drawn up by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This was to be edicted to the world and become a permanent rule for dealing with all disasters.
This is also the first time that Zhao Xi has expressed his voice to Guochao.
The day passed like this. At this time, the most idle people were Zhao Xi and his son.
The Chao Chaotang did not open the office, but all the officials in the Chao Tang went out and were busy on the front line of disaster relief. All daily official duties were stopped, and even the memorials were not handed over.
This official family and the prince are no longer idlers.
Zhao Zhen was almost sitting there, blankly sitting in the Chui Gong Hall.
I am a little tired, but I always feel that it is not appropriate for me to rest at this time. A competent emperor should feel the same as the people at this time.
So, he just held on.
Zhao Xi also went to the guard camp and took a look around the inner garden...
"Daddy..."
"Xi'er, is it okay?"
"No problem..."
The father and son were relatively speechless.
The Imperial City Department's reports have not stopped, but nothing happened, and all work is progressing in an orderly manner.
I don’t know if they added the praises during the report or if the people really meant it. I felt comfortable listening to it at first, but I became numb later on.
"Dad, why don't you take a chariot and drive out of the palace? The child will be accompanied by a guard camp..."
It had been so long that Zhao Zhen had forgotten how long it had been since he went out to patrol the city.
Apart from spending time with the people on New Year's Eve, Zhao Zhen seemed to have forgotten the feeling of being close to the people.
If he had the opportunity to leave the palace, for example, if a minister passed away, he would sometimes go out to visit him. But he would always go straight to the destination and come back after finishing his work.
For Zhao Zhen, the street scene in Bianliang can only be imagined by looking at the palace walls, or hurriedly passing by in a chariot.
Xi'er's proposal to leave the palace is certainly not a casual one...
"Can?"
"Why not?"
That's right, why not? At this time, the emperor travels and goes deep into the people. Wouldn't it increase the sense of belonging of the subjects?
Zhao Xi really wasn't teasing his father, he really felt that his father should show his face at this time.
Originally, he was planning to go out, but the news from the Imperial City Division made him feel that once he went out, all the gratitude of the people would be concentrated on him.
Therefore, he felt that it was most appropriate for his father to leave the palace. Anyway, the husband-in-law was not around.
Chen Lin did not object. It seemed that as long as it was decided by His Royal Highness, Chen Lin never objected.
He just quickly ordered the spies from the Imperial City who were wandering around Bianliang City to eat more.
The moment the official chariot left the palace, the entire Bianliang City knew about it.
I didn't plan to hide it in the first place. It was purely an emperor's specification. Even if it was replaced by a carriage, no one would know that it was an emperor's chariot. Even if they didn't know, some people would tell you that they would also give it every decoration.
You make it clear.
When emperors travel, they should avoid strangers. This is still the Song Dynasty.
Therefore, even if the people want to express their friendship, they can only stop from a distance and express their gratitude with their eyes.
The windows on both sides of the carriage were open, and Zhao Zhen also saw the scene on the street.
The carriage moved very slowly, leaving him enough time to watch...
This is already the second day, and the trauma left by the earthquake in Bianliang can still be seen on both sides of the street...cracked walls, incomplete roof ridges, windows that are about to fall down at any time, and people's grateful eyes and
sad face...
Zhao Zhen has a fragile temperament, but he is also an emperor who truly considers others.
Looking at the desolate Bianliang, his eyes were red...
"Xi'er, please let them go..."
Zhao Xi did not object.
When Zhao Zhen and his son got off the chariot, whatever they were doing on both sides of the street stopped.
"His Majesty……"
Originally, Fu Bi heard the news and hurried over, hoping to persuade the officials to return.
But this sound is like a password, a command to order the subjects to prostrate themselves.
In an instant, the people on both sides of the street all kowtowed...
Fu Bi couldn't say anything else.
What could be more touching than this scene?
Next is...
Zhao Zhen walked slowly towards the street with red eyes.
He also knew that the person he was choosing was an old man, who must be sixty or seventy years old.
"Brother, I have suffered! The emperor was careless and God punished me, but my people suffered!"
Zhao Xi rolled his eyes when he heard this. What the hell? It was originally intended to be inspiring, but it turned out to be a self-incriminating edict.