I, Liu Bian, Sanxing Han Dynasty

Chapter 363 June Rain (4k)

Liu Bian sighed in his heart. He had only lived a peaceful life for two years and was preparing to accumulate strength for a big one, but he didn't expect God to be so impatient to give him strength...

After feeling sorry for himself for a moment, Liu Bian devoted himself to earthquake relief work.

Although he could not be present at the scene in person, Liu Bian could provide assistance to capable ministers and officials who were active at the scene.

Except for the Hongnong Yang family, Hongnong County does not have a strong presence in Sili.

Wang Hong, the prefect of Hongnong, was from Taiyuan County. He lived in the same county as Wang Yun and was quite close to him.

The two men also have similar personalities. One of the most famous things Wang Hong ever did was that when he first became the prefect of Hongnong, he inspected the people in the county who wanted to buy official titles from eunuchs. people.

Such people can never get rid of the sand in their eyes.

But even if Wang Hong was as decisive as Wang Hong, his nose felt sour when he saw the tragic situation at the epicenter.

Even though he was already wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat, and the county official behind him held an umbrella for him, his face and clothes were still wet.

The county official was used to being arrogant. In his opinion, the order from the governor was just to take the briquettes inventory that the businessman in front of him could not sell. The governor did not say that he would not pay in the future... How dare this person obstruct it? His heart is really worth killing.

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The person shouting shouted at the top of his lungs. Judging from his words, he should be the victim.

Although it was still raining in the sky, there were still people in the city who loved to watch the excitement, either opening their doors and windows, or simply coming over with umbrellas and raincoats.

While feeling emotional, Wang Hong also reflected on why at this time of year, yin and yang still change positions, and when it is warm, it is cold.
"Get out of the way quickly, don't block the road here!"

"Arrange all the county soldiers to rescue people, and speed up the recruitment of young people..." Wang Hong ordered, and someone took the order immediately.

"Is there any more royal method?"

When Guanshi Sun saw this, he became even more confident: "But now the county government is relying on empty words to try to pull away all the briquettes from the merchants' shops. Is there any such logic in the world?"

Yet his attitude was unusually proud.

After explaining this, Wang Hong ordered another person: "The porridge shed must be set up in a safe place. If there is insufficient charcoal, use briquettes. Wasn't it still being sold in Hongnong County a few months ago! Their master secretly They visited me in the name of Tianjia...Now that Hongnong is in trouble, how can they stay out of it? Go and get all their inventory!"

Manager Sun of the merchant shop who had people's property robbed was not afraid of the matter getting serious. Seeing that many people were paying attention, he continued to shout at the top of his voice: "I would like to ask all the gentlemen around me to explain to you... Although I have a humble status, I am also a serious person." He is always kind to others in his daily business and does not dare to take any profit without taking any advantage!"

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately echoed in the crowd.

It was already June, but even with this earthquake, the sky was still not enough. Not only was there a heavy rain that would stop for no apparent reason, but there was also the cold air that came with it.

This reproach also awakened Wang Hong from his reflection, and he realized that now was not the time to be sentimental.

"How dare you rob people of their property in broad daylight? Do you think the Han Code is nothing?"

The county officials knew that their ruler was not particular about trivial matters. Since the ruler himself didn't care, he didn't have to be a villain in vain.

Immediately, Wang Hong thought of something again and emphasized: "Wait, let's warn those county soldiers again. Anyone who violates military discipline and insults the people will be punished even more severely. Those who can do good will be rewarded!"

Heavy rain has caused huge troubles for disaster relief, not to mention aftershocks from time to time, and the rockfalls on Mount Huashan, where the epicenter is located, always catch people off guard...

People's words are scary, so the county official immediately wanted to calm down the matter first and reproached the people who were watching: "This matter has nothing to do with you. I am also acting on the order of the emperor. Don't make any mistakes!"

But now, after all, we are in Hongnong County, which is under the jurisdiction of Hongnong County. There are also some well-informed or well-connected people among the people who will not be afraid of the intimidation of the county officials.

An impatient scolding came, and the county official behind Wang Hong saw a young man carrying injured people on his back. He was about to scold him, but saw that his own prince had already obediently stepped aside and swallowed his words.

One young man even shouted: "If we leave, aren't we letting you bully others? By doing this, aren't we helping Jie to bully others?"

"I, Zhang Yan, read the books of the sages and inherited the aspirations of the sages. I will never sit idly by and ignore such injustices?"

Zhang Yan said this with full confidence. He felt that his feat of speaking out for justice today might even be the beginning of his fame.

Someone took the lead, and the people's voice immediately became much louder, and there were many cheers for Zhang Yan.

When the county officials saw Zhang Yan acting so aggressively, they immediately flinched. They were afraid that Zhang Yan was from a wealthy family and would not be offended, so he had to reveal the reason - it was not that he wanted briquettes, but that the people of Huashan needed it.

Manager Sun noticed that the wind direction seemed to be changing, and immediately jumped out and said: "If you are for the people, I am willing to offer a hundred catties of briquettes for public use."

"It's not that I don't want to do more for the people affected by the disaster, but the briquettes in stock are the owner's property and I don't dare to make the decision without permission." As he said this, Manager Sun handed over the briquettes to the county officials, Zhang Yan, and other people present. Zuo Yi said, "I can only express my feelings with a hundred catties. I bought it with my own accumulated private money..."

When Zhang Yan heard this, he thought he understood the ins and outs. He did not have a high family background, and his family could only be regarded as powerful, but he could also be said to be quite wealthy.

He said generously: "For the people affected by the disaster in Huashan, what does a little money mean?"

"How many kilograms of briquettes are left? How much is it worth? I'll pay for it!"

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Manager Sun knew that his original plan to take advantage of the heavy rain and cooling to increase the price of the briquettes sold by his family had completely failed, so he gave up on the good news. No lion opened his mouth and just said: " If Mr. Zhang comes to buy these fifteen thousand kilograms of briquettes, how about one hundred and fifty thousand yuan?"

Zhang Yan blinked and was a little confused - this shop didn't look big, and it didn't just sell briquettes. It was already six months ago, so where did it come from so much inventory?

Even if he has considerable wealth, he cannot easily come up with 150,000 yuan.

But the big words have been said, wouldn't it be more embarrassing if they were taken back?

At this time, Zhang Yan suddenly heard someone talking next to him: "This Sun is quite kind, and he didn't take advantage of Zhang Jun's kindness to calculate more money. I remember that at the end of last year, briquettes were sold for 20 yuan per catty!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan felt relieved.

Zhang Yan could only comfort himself in his heart. At most, he could go back and be scolded by his father a few more times. After all, he had done a good thing.

Thinking of this, he said to Manager Sun: "Please follow me home to get the money."

On the other side, the county officials saw that they had completed their mission and did not continue to bother.

After Zhang Yan returned home, he was really scolded by his father.

But a few days later, a county official suddenly came to the door and said, "The prince has heard about Zhang Yan and wants to see him." Later Zhang Yan entered the county government and worked as a petty official.

What had been a reproach a few days ago quickly turned into praise.

Right Fufeng.

Zhao Rong, who is extremely ambitious, is anxiously waiting for news from everywhere.

Although the temperature had become significantly colder with the arrival of strong winds, hail, and heavy rain, the sweat on his forehead never stopped.

Compared with the earthquake in Hongnong County, the large hail in Youfufeng seems to pale in comparison, but it is only compared to the destructive power of the major earthquake.

Especially for the people who come here to farm, they have experienced many disasters. They only experienced an earthquake the year before last, and this year they have experienced another one.

Most of the villagers had very little wealth. According to the court's current sharing rules, they could not save much property in a short period of time after moving to Youfufeng. Their houses were generally thatched houses with mud walls.

Such a house is not enough to face big hailstones, not to mention strong winds at the same time, and what worries Zhao Rong the most right now - the heavy rain has been falling for five days and nights. Although there are occasional breaks in the middle, there has never been a break. There was no sign of sunny weather.

The simple houses of the people can hardly withstand the long-term heavy rain.

That is to say, in recent years, Youfufeng has dredged many water conservancy projects left by predecessors, so that the ditches are smooth and floods are not caused.

But the hidden danger of floods still exists.

What worries Zhao Rong more than the house is the granary that stores the wheat harvested last month. For poor people, it is already difficult to ensure that the houses they live in are not leaking, and storing grain is even more troublesome. thing.

Therefore, in Youfufeng, farmers often build granaries on a village or village basis to store grain, thereby saving individual families the cost of grain storage.

The granary formed by this combination of forces is much stronger than that of a thatched house, but it cannot withstand the devastation of natural disasters!
When a house collapses, as long as people are fine, even if the cold weather comes back in reverse order, no matter how cold it is, it can't be compared to the real winter, and it will always be able to survive. But if the newly harvested grain is gone, it can be said to be the livelihood of the people in the next year!
Xinxiang is subordinate to Yulu County, Youfufeng.

The origin of its town name is simple: the town of Xinjian.

He Yong, Zheng Tai, and Zhou Ang were arranged to farm here.

Although the Han Dynasty had the virtue of celebrities and hermits cultivating their own crops, it was one thing to show off and another to be self-sufficient.

As for He Yong and the other three, they had never even done anything like this before.

Therefore, the first year they participated in farming was full of rudeness. The old farmer who was responsible for teaching them how to farm did not dare to scold them publicly, but privately he couldn't help complaining that the three of them were not even as good as the Qiang Hu.

However, having someone as company and comforting each other allowed the three of them to enjoy themselves in hardship and not become decadent and miserable.

At first, they watched the sunrise and sunset together, looked at the stars and the moon, and talked about everything from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life.

When they first came to farm in Youfufeng, they all felt aggrieved at first. Like Wu Xiu, the three of them could not wait for the person who came to rescue them. However, the three of them were treated much better than Wu Xiu and had more hope than Wu Xiu.

In the past two years, the three of them have almost accepted the status quo, and the content of their conversations has gradually changed from poetry and songs to changes in farming seasons, water conservancy construction, and the depth of seeds...

Zhao Qian was ordered not to allow the three of them to leave, and also restricted their external communication, but did not restrict their communication with the people in their hometown.

After all, the three of them have real talents and knowledge, and they have outstanding knowledge. Even if their practical skills are a bit poor, they are still respected by the locals.

Therefore, when the heavy rain continued, the villagers instinctively thought of asking for help from the three sages living in seclusion in their hometown.

He Yong was considered the most senior among the three. He listened to the patter of rain outside - the sound that would have inspired him to become poetic now actually made him feel a little bored.

Even if the villagers don't come, they still have to take the initiative to find them.

"The sage has a saying: If a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries." He Yong was the first to speak, quoting the classics first, and then talking about practical matters. This was his last stubbornness. "Now the heavy rain shows no sign of stopping, and the granaries everywhere in the countryside They have all been reinforced, so you don’t have to worry about heavy rain damaging the granary.”

The villagers who came to visit praised him one after another. One of them said: "Thanks to He Gong for making this suggestion, some people thought it was unnecessary. Now, they should be able to understand He Gong's Wei Yu... Wei Yu... "

"Be prepared for a rainy day!" He Yong reminded.

Before the man could thank him, He Yong said sternly: "I won't say anything more. The only thing I'm worried about is the disaster caused by the continuous rain. If the flood floods and damages the foundation of the granary, reinforcement cannot solve the problem. of."

"Mr. He, what should we do?"

"Blocking is worse than dredging! Although there are new ditches for drainage, they are still insufficient. Rivers are the top priority. But in the current situation, dredging and opening up rivers is not only a difficult process, but also one may die at any time. Dao. It’s going to be long!”

"I don't understand any big principles, so I just listen to Mr. He. Whatever Mr. He says, do it! It's been hard to live a peaceful life for two years, but we can't let this heavy rain mess it up."

He Yong stroked his beard and nodded secretly, showing that the people's support can be used.

He emphasized: "This matter cannot be accomplished by Xinxiang's power. It must be reported!"

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"What? He Boqiu wants to open up a river channel now?"

Zhao Rong didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He just felt that he was hallucinating - "Look outside, it's still raining? What's the difference between recruiting corvees and letting people work in the rain at this time, and letting them die?" the difference?"

Zhao Wen, the county magistrate, initially thought that He Yong was suffering from hysteria, but after understanding what He Yong was thinking, he changed his mind.

Although Zhao Wen is also named Zhao, he has nothing to do with Zhao Rong. He is the younger brother of Zhao Qian, the former executive Jinwu who resigned due to illness.

He spread out the map he had prepared long ago and explained to Zhao Rong: "Look, Mr. Fu, in recent years, Mr. Fu has taken over the important tasks left by Captain Huangfu and rebuilt many ditches for irrigation. Most of them have been abandoned for hundreds of years. Above."

“But some trenches are being shelved because they are not needed for the time being.”

"But you see, our ancestors built these ditches more than two hundred years ago for a reason... He Boqiu said that at that time, the rainfall in Sanfu was more than it is today, so the ancients considered the issue of flood discharge."

"No one knows when this will stop, but the rain has been unusual since the beginning of this year. If it continues for a while, floods are inevitable!"

Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Wen who was making an impassioned speech and couldn't help but mutter: "No one knows..."

No one knows how good it is. If the ditches and rivers dug with people's lives are not used in the end, then it will naturally be his responsibility as You Fufeng...

(End of this chapter)