bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 465 Devastation

Jiang Ningyun looked at Han Dongwen and then at the little red bean beside him. Countless questions had already passed through his mind.

Why can a mere palace maid dodge her own attack?

Just now, I was waiting outside the palace gate to be summoned by Han Dongwen. What I heard was clearly the sound of fighting, but there were only the palace maid and Han Dongwen here.

The answer is ready to come out.

It must be the three immortal gifts that made Han Dongwen's ascension to the throne bring great benefits to Han, allowing him to so easily protect the powerless palace maid.

This idea is both unexpected and reasonable.

There is no way this palace maid is so secretive and has been hiding in the Yingchun Palace for so long.

Jiang Ningyun confirmed his thoughts. Han Dongwen's strength had improved after he ascended the throne, which made sense.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Jiang Ningyun's tone didn't sound like congratulations. Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Han Dongwen understood in his heart that she seemed to blame Xiao Hongdou's performance just now on herself.

That's good, there's no need to cover up like before, Han Dongwen thought.

"What's going on in Haizhou?"

As if he didn't see the damage in the hall, he leaned back in his chair and gently raised his hand, indicating that Xiao Hongdou could leave first.

When there were only two people in the hall, and the content of their conversation would never be heard by anyone outside the hall, Jiang Ningyun knelt on the ground respectfully and saluted, and continued:

"Your Majesty, the Haizhou rebellion has been completely suppressed. The remaining rebels, a total of 3,480 people, have been taken into custody by the Department of Justice. Military officials above the Hundred General level will be detained and sentenced to Dingfa Pavilion."

This sounds nice, and of course it is Han Dongwen's familiar saying of reporting good things but not bad things.

"What are the casualties?" He spoke concisely.

Jiang Ningyun paused for a moment, and his tone became slightly heavier:

"The casualties are heavier than Taisuge's previous estimate. Haizhou Port has been completely destroyed and is in urgent need of reconstruction. All houses along the port have been damaged. The Justice Department has roughly compiled a list of 100 missing and murdered people in Haizhou, totaling 17,000 More than a thousand people.”

She paused and added, "In addition, merchants along the harbor of Haizhou also suffered heavy losses, but fortunately most of them were under the banner of the Daqimen, so the court and the Ministry of Finance do not need to consider compensation. The 14,800 former members of the Jing tribe have been recorded as dead or missing, and 217 ships of the Jing tribe were burned due to the fire, including four Kunpeng longships."

These numbers were like cast iron burning in Han Dongwen's ears.

"More than seventeen thousand people..."

Han Dongwen repeated it in a low voice.

The more than 10,000 people were just the number of civilian casualties registered.

In a place like Haizhou, there must be many non-registered people from out of town.

If we really count the casualties, the real number is probably more than double this number.

As for those shocking armaments, those destroyed merchants and ports...

"Daqimen, Yang Facai, this man is so heartless, but he has caused me, Si Meng, to suffer such losses."

He said this very calmly, and there was no hint of anger.

His anger had already boiled over.

"In addition, the casualties of the officers and soldiers of the Fasi and Jinsi who rushed to the rescue have reached thousands, and the list and pensions have been sorted out."

As a state-level agency in Simeng, under Jiang Ningyun's personal request, the National Law Department was able to take action like this.

Han Dongwen nodded. According to the laws of Simeng, pensions for those who died in the war were paid according to level. The lowest soldier was paid five years' salary, which was already very generous.

But before the Haizhou Incident, Simeng had just left the Four Nations Chamber of Commerce. Although there was no bad blood at the moment, it might be possible to maintain trade in the future, but it was not something that could be done in a short time.

What is coming is war.

It is not a civil strife like the Haeju Port Daqimen rebellion case, but a war visible to the naked eye.

War is a game of burning money, and when you think of money, it is natural that there will be a role for the National Finance Division.

"How is Liu Cheng of the National Finance Department?" Han Dongwen asked.

Jiang Ningyun answered quickly: "Lieutenant Liu Cheng was injured in the battle, but his life is not in danger. Doctors have been arranged for treatment."

She added: "It turns out that the main camp of the National Army Division has been temporarily opened to homeless Haizhou refugees. Haizhou has enough food, but the doctors..."

"How is the doctor?" Seeing her pause, Han Dongwen asked.

"The original medical clinics in Haizhou City were basically under the banner of Daqimen. In other words, most of the doctors are in custody. Whether they should be treated as criminal doctors still needs to be decided by His Majesty."

Han Dongwen felt a little pain in his head. After fighting to the death on the battlefield, the remaining mess still had to be cleaned up.

"Since there is a shortage of doctors, we can only let the National Law Department supervise the work of these doctors first. Specific matters such as the reconstruction of Haizhou Port will be decided by Taisuge together with the three departments."

Rebuilding Haizhou Port involves many aspects, including urban construction, investment promotion, and the game between merchants and sect forces. It is far beyond what Han Dongwen can explain clearly in one or two sentences now. He is also very Be clear about this.

If he intervenes in every detail, he will only end up as a micro-managed mortar.

But there is one thing that Han Dongwen still needs to express his attitude personally - after the defeat of Daqimen and Jingfan, Haizhou will always fall into the hands of a certain force.

Distributing benefits is the essence of power. The affairs after Haizhou are, firstly, extremely important, and secondly, they are extremely lucrative.

Since the rebel army belonged to the National Military Division, the National Military Division first compromised its stance on the Haizhou matter and withdrew from the competition.

Among the National Finance Department and the National Legal Department, the most important person at this time is Jiang Ningyun. It is impossible not to miss Han Dongwen who is eyeing Haizhou.

But he was not willing to let the National Legal Affairs Department dominate just like this - Jiang Keyin had just become the concubine, and it would definitely be inappropriate for the entire National Legal Affairs Department and the entire Jiang family to receive huge benefits at this time.

They can get the benefits, but they definitely can't have all the cake.

Administrative affairs can be transferred from the original Jingbu Department to the Department of National Finance, while the reconstruction of Haizhou City can be passed through the hands of the Department of National Finance.

As for the remaining business at Daqimen, Han Dongwen already had plans in mind.

He planned to cut off this part of the benefit and give it to an old acquaintance.

"After the Haizhou incident, I will summon Taishu Pavilion to make a decision. Are there any pending matters at the moment?"

Han Dongwen mentally searched for what he had to do next. He wanted to take out a list and write it down on paper. He felt that he had never been so busy as an emperor.

But this might be right, and it made him extremely fulfilled.

"I think it would be better for Your Majesty to return to Siyang as soon as possible."

Jiang Ningyun bowed his head quite formally and said:

"Since His Majesty has ascended the throne through the gift of immortality, the country cannot live without a king for a day. Haizhou is far from being safe at this time, and..."

She paused slightly and added:

"Besides, Princess Oliima has been waiting for you in Siyang for more than half a month."

hiss……

Han Dongwen had a big head. It seemed that someone had indeed told him at some point that there was a princess in Olimar, and it seemed that she was here to marry someone in-law?

"Okay, let's make some preparations. I will go to comfort the people tomorrow. I can put my return to Siyang on the agenda."

"Yes, then this is the preliminary list of 100 missing or killed people in Haizhou calculated by the Justice Department. I am resigning."

Jiang Ningyun took out a booklet, placed it in front of him, stood up respectfully, saluted, faced Han Dongwen, and exited the hall.

He was the only one left in the hall again.

Han Dongwen looked at the book on the ground. There were tall and glorious steps between the book and the dragon chair he was sitting on.

This step is "Your Majesty".

Your Majesty, I am not talking about Han Dongwen, but as ministers and ordinary people, they cannot talk directly to the noble emperor who is above them.

So I could only look at the bottom of these high and glorious steps.

So they could only talk to "Your Majesty" and beg Heaven to listen.

Han Dongwen didn't call Xiao Hongdou. He stood up and slowly walked down the steps step by step. He picked up the roster and looked back with some sadness at the chair where he had just sat.

The chair was so big and noble, and the screens and decorations surrounding the chair only served one purpose.

That is to make the person sitting on the chair appear more noble and special.

It also seemed more lonely.

Han Dongwen opened the roster, and the names on it were densely packed.

A few months ago, he also looked at the roster of Yingchun Palace in this way. What he thought at the time was that it was just NPCs composed of data one after another.

But now that this period of time has passed, Han Dongwen no longer knows how to look at the names one after another.

What if among these completely meaningless data, someone's life ended abruptly because of himself, and was there someone who had truly extended a helping hand to him?

Han Dongwen turned the pages almost numbly, looked at the last name, and suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Two names were reflected in his pupils.

Zhang Sihai.

Zhang Siqiao.

The only sound in the hall was the wind outside.

"You're a bird god on the river. I've been boating for more than ten years, and I've relied on my two fucking arms and two legs. How could this damn thing come out of nowhere to cause trouble!"

"My brother and I are both stubborn, so I was thinking, don't we need your money to keep me one more night? I don't want you to spend money on me, but I don't want them to earn your money, so it counts as mine. Take it out yourself!"

"Who knows, when I was in this building, all I could think about was when I could go out. There is always something to do when I go out in such a big world."

"The last benefactor is a person like Shaoxia. It is a lucky thing for me. If we are destined to meet again in the future, it will be the best to meet again."

The voices of their two siblings seemed to still be echoing in Han Dongwen's ears. The way they helped Han Dongwen protect the children kidnapped by Blood Harbor and the way they started a new life in that small courtyard were all vivid in his mind. Head.

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and filled his lungs with the cold night.

There is no moon this night, only the wind.