It is said that there should be a response from heaven and man. For example, at this time, if the government took the lead in closing the gap, then God should clear up.
However, the next morning, the rain was still falling. Although it was lighter, it still had no intention of stopping.
Maybe, God's hatred for Linghu Jiu and his group is stronger than their cooperation with the king!
One day and one night, he was exposed to the heavy rain with no protection and no food. Linghu might have only one breath left if he and his crew were alive for a long time.
There are not many soldiers left at the gap. Except for those who are responsible for observing the gap and changes in the water flow, the soldiers are now starting to form teams and prepare to enter the ocean on sheepskin rafts to rescue the Huazhou survivors scattered everywhere.
The generals of the new army still understand the government's sentiments quite well, and the soldiers sent to the gap are all from Huazhou.
Apart from the spit when passing by, Linghu Jiu and the others had no other care.
Just die, the problem is that the way to death is really uncomfortable!
No one listened to him when he shouted, and no one listened to his cry! They were all soldiers, and his colleagues were in the temporary camp. The sound of rain blocked his hoarse shouts...
No one will remember them anymore!
At this time, the temporary camp was really in full swing.
Everyone knows that the officials' mood has improved, and everyone dares to vent their excitement loudly.
One by one, they scrambled into groups and prepared to head into the ocean.
"Mr. Wangge, be sure to complete the arrangements for the resettlement of the victims before the first batch of rescued people arrive!"
"Zihua, who is responsible for the distribution of food, has started to distribute it according to three days' allowance. Every time a person is rescued, he will be given three days' allowance."
"Mr. Chen Ge, you are responsible for the resettlement of the elderly, women and children who have lost their families. I authorize you to mobilize military camp cooks. You must not let these people starve!"
"Mr. Wen Ge, you must repeatedly remind the sheepskin rafts to set off with no less than one day's rations. The rations are for the victims."
"The load of the sheepskin raft is limited. It is possible that at a certain point, there will be victims that exceed the load of the sheepskin raft. Be sure to comfort the victims who cannot be rescued the first time and leave food for them!"
"Zirong, you will lead everyone in the workshop city to inspect the temporary camp, communicate with Bianliang, monitor the water flow in the gap, supervise the production of sheepskin rafts, and dispatch soldiers...~"
Zhao Xi was at the headquarters and began to arrange tasks in an orderly manner.
Han Qi was missed. Of course, Lu Gongbi was also missed. Because Lu Gongbi has been handling some official documents for Zhao Xi these two days...~
Han Qi didn't realize it, just like the official family left Fu Bi in Bianliang. I guess the official family wanted him to mediate and coordinate.
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The first batch of victims were rescued. Wang Anshi arranged for the victims to move in and set up temporary tents...~
However, even though the victims were very tired and felt that they would faint in the next moment, they still insisted on throwing away the soldiers' hands to support them, and solemnly knelt down in the direction of the bright yellow flag, kowtow!
At this moment, Wang Anshi was also solemn and bowed to the official tent with them!
The official family set a precedent for saving the people from fire and water!
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"It was midnight, and I was awakened by the sound of rumbling in my sleep. Before I could understand it, the water pushed down the wall of the house and came in..."
Wang Anshi asked the scribe to record it. He found a relatively strong man, drank a bowl of ginger and brown sugar water, and began to tell him.
"At that moment, I wanted to catch my mother-in-law and son, but I managed to catch them, but they were both washed away by the water."
"I know how to swim and splash out of the water, but I can't control myself and follow the current. I don't know where I will be swept away!"
"I was very scared, but I still had to save my mother-in-law and my son. Later, I saw a wooden board, put my son on it, and asked my mother-in-law and me to hold on and float along..."
"I'm very tired and have no energy at all! If it weren't for that old tree, I would die! But with that old tree, I still think I will die..."
"For two days and two nights, I didn't have a bite to eat. My son was crying and hungry. My mother-in-law...~ My mother-in-law cut her hand and let her son suck it... I'm a man! But I couldn't help it. I carried my son on my back, hugged my mother-in-law, and hugged her.
I'm hanging on a tree branch waiting to die..."
"I have lost all strength in my hands. I slipped several times and could hardly hold on to the tree branch... Wuwu... My mother-in-law fainted and my son was crying too much... Wuwuwu..."
"I think I won't survive! This is not the first time that the Yellow River floods. I heard from the old man that every time there is a flood, people die, whole villages die!"
"If we can die together as a family, we won't be alone on the road to hell! It's just that my son is only three years old...~wuwu..."
"No, I want to thank Your Majesty for saving our family. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse in this life..."
At the end of his words, the strong man was a little incoherent, but his action of kneeling on the ground and prostrating made Wang Anshi feel the piety in it!
Does every family have a Buddha? What does it mean? Compared with the official family, the Buddha in Wang Anshi is really nothing in the hearts of the victims of Huazhou.
Wang Anshi was stunned, thinking a lot in his mind.
From the accounts of the rescued people one by one, Wang Anshi has basically made a rough assessment of the disaster.
He was sure that even if he looked through old history books, he would not be able to find such a low death rate after the Yellow River floods as Zhang did this time.
In other words, there has never been any era where there has been disaster relief like this one led by the government.
The elder brother treats diseases before they occur. Since most people don't know that he can eradicate the cause of the disease in advance, his reputation cannot be spread.
The middle brother treats diseases at the beginning of the disease. Most people think that he can only treat minor illnesses, so his reputation is only limited to his hometown.
I treat patients when their condition is serious. Most people see me inserting needles into the meridians to let blood, applying medicine to the skin and other major operations, so they think that my medical skills are superb, and my reputation spreads all over the country.
Wang Anshi suddenly remembered Bian Que's allusion about the medical skills of his three brothers.
The purpose of building dams was to cure diseases before they were discovered, and it was done by Brother Bian Que. This time, the government took the lead in disaster relief, treating diseases at the beginning. And in all dynasties, the so-called disaster relief was to treat diseases.
For serious illness.
Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes, and rescuing disasters is like treating patients.
There were cheers after cheers outside the tent. Wang Anshi knew that this was the rescue team coming back again and again, and one victim after another was being rescued.
Wang Anshi was distracted, but his respect for the officials was getting stronger little by little, just like the rescued victims.
Having such a king is truly a blessing to his officials, a blessing to his people, and the prosperity of the Song Dynasty!
"Master...~"
The old servant looked at his master dazed for a little too long. This was a disaster relief scene, so he had to remind the master... Linghu Jiu's miserable situation was widely spread in the camp.
"Let's go! Go to patrol the camp!"
Wang Anshi felt that in such an era, he could still work for another twenty years and see the grand resurgence of the Song Dynasty.