Jinyi Town Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 164

Xiyuan, the cabinet is on duty.

The 80-year-old Yan Song stared at an authentic painting on the wall by Mi Fu, a master of calligraphy and painting in the Song Dynasty.There are eight characters written on it: "Love the people like your sons, serve the country with all your loyalty."

Yan Song laughed at himself and thought: I have studied the eight words of loving the people like a son and serving the country with all my heart.Now I also have another horoscope experience, that is - people are not for themselves, heaven and earth are destroyed!

Once upon a time, Yan Song was also a good official who hated evil.Qian Ning and Jiang Bin, the treacherous ministers of the Zhengde Dynasty, came to power, and they were the planners for the disaster.Yan Song took advantage of his mother's death and Ding You's death, and hid in his hometown for ten years without official duties.The famous official Yang Tinghe wrote to Yan Song asking him to return to Beijing to return to his post, and he replied with thirteen characters: "A traitor is in power, and I can't bear to be with him".

That year, Yan Song was still a good official in his thirties who dedicated himself to serving the country and the people.

After nearly 50 years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Yan Song discovered that what he hates and hates, and what he does for the country and the people are all fake.Only real money is real.The common people in the world?Heh, the emperor doesn't care about the common people in the world, so why should I, the chief minister of the cabinet, bother so much?

Old Yan Shifan of Xiaoge took a memorial and walked into the cabinet value room excitedly.

"Father! Let me just say, only our Yan family can protect the Ming Dynasty from wind and rain! Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng and the others wrote the zhezi. Governor Wu Shujian is corrupt and ineffective in disaster relief. Wu Shujian belongs to us, and those people are nothing more than Xiang Zhuang's sword dancing for Peigong! Pass the booklet up, guess what the emperor said?" Yan Shifan said.

"How to say?" Yan Song asked.

Yan Shifan laughed loudly: "The emperor didn't read this paper at all. He just said, leave it to Yan Song to do it! Heh, except our Yan family, who can protect the Ming Dynasty from the wind and rain? Who can save the hundreds of thousands of disaster victims in Beizhili ? The emperor understands this, but Xu, Gao, and Zhang don't."

Yan Song took the booklet, threw it into the brazier and burned it without even reading it.

After burning the papers, Yan Song raised his head and told his son: "Let's not talk about the disaster situation in Zhili for the time being. The flood of more than [-] disaster victims into the capital is a sight to behold! In the majestic Jiajing and prosperity, the emperor's feet are full of starvation. What a shame! What happened? Shuntian Mansion doesn't know how to handle the matter, but it hasn't driven the victims out of the city yet."

Yan Shifan said: "It's not that Shuntian Mansion is not doing their best. How many people are there in Shuntian Mansion, plus the soldiers of Wucheng Bingma Division? There are more than [-] people flooding into the capital! It's impossible to catch up! "

Yan Song said: "This is easy to handle. I will write a note to the former military governor's office. Let them transfer soldiers from the three major battalions to drive away the victims."

Yan Shifan thought for a while and said, "Father, I have a way to drive the victims out of the city without using a single soldier!"

Yan Song asked: "What method?"

Yan Shifan replied: "The disaster victims came to the city just to ask for a bite to eat. Let's tell them that the imperial court will open a porridge market outside the city. Let the disaster victims go outside the city to get porridge."

Yan Song nodded in satisfaction: "Good idea! By the way, since the emperor asked us to provide disaster relief, we must make a show. You can do the porridge shop."

Yan Shifan was overjoyed.To open a porridge market for more than [-] victims, the daily turnover is not a small amount.He can play his hands again and make a lot of money.

Jin Yiwei is in prison.

He Liu and Lao Hu are "interrogating" Yang Lian.

He Liu asked someone to bring a chair for Yang Lian.Yang Lian was not polite, and sat on it.

He Liudao: "Master Yang. Father Yang Shoucheng, Yang Laobaihu is a senior in the Fusili of our North Town. In terms of seniority, I want to respectfully call you brother."

Yang Lian arched his hands: "I don't dare to be that."

He Liu said again: "Let's get straight to the point. Why did Shixiong open the official warehouse privately?"

Yang Lian replied: "Because of the spring famine! The people in Daxing County had no food, and thousands of people starved to death in one month. For the lives of [-] people in Daxing, I can only do this."

He Liudao: "When there is a spring famine, you can write a note to the imperial court. After the imperial court orders, you can open the official warehouse again. Wouldn't it be possible to save the people without committing the felony of opening an official warehouse privately?"

Yang Lian smiled wryly: "Do you think I haven't written the scriptures? I'm just a county magistrate. The scriptures are handed up layer by layer from the magistrate's office, the inspector's office, the chief minister's office, the governor's office, the six ministries, and the cabinet. Once the approvals are approved, I will open an official storehouse to help the disaster, and I am afraid that the people in Daxing County will all die!"

He Liudao: "Even so, there are rules in the Ming Dynasty. In case of a catastrophe, the county magistrate can leapfrog the rank and report directly to the governor. Let the governor urgently allocate the disaster-preparation money and disaster-preparation food from the provincial treasury for urgent relief!"

Yang Lian gave another wry smile: "Do you think I never went to see Zhili governor Wu Shujian? I broke into the governor's yamen and entered the back yamen. That governor Wu was listening to music with two beautiful concubines in his arms! He Directly send someone to blow me out of Houya! The disaster is like fire, and as a parent of a county, I cannot just watch the people under my rule starve to death! There is no other way, I can only open the official warehouse!"

Lao Hu said from the side: "Lao Liu, this case does not need to be tried. Lord Yang has a fart crime! The real guilty is not him, but those officials at all levels who regard the lives of the people as nothing!"

At this time, the guarded hundred households walked in with a food box: "Third Master, Sixth Master, Mr. Yang's lunch is ready."

Old Hu said: "Master Yang, you eat first. Let Lao Liu and I think of a way to get you out!"

Yang Liangong cupped his hands: "Don't worry about it. The imperial court has its own laws and regulations. No matter what the reason is, I have violated the "Law of the Ming Dynasty". How the imperial court should punish me, I have no second choice."

Watch Baihu open the food box.According to He Liu's instructions, the food box contained two white steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, and a stack of pickles.

Yang Lian stared at Bai Mantou almost devoutly.He carefully broke the white steamed buns into pieces and soaked them in the white porridge.Then with the pickles, I ate the white porridge and steamed buns.

He Liu looked at Yang Lian's almost pious eating, and suddenly remembered the "partridge rice" and "cucumber stick gravy" that he ate at Yan's house.Perhaps, the money worth half a bowl of "partridge rice" and a bowl of "cucumber gravy" at the banquet that day could save hundreds of disaster victims by replacing it with white rice.

After eating, Yang Lian sighed: "If the people under my rule would eat white steamed buns and white porridge. Even if I die ten thousand times, I will be willing."

He Liu got up, bowed his hands respectfully towards Yang Lian: "Brother Yang Shi, I just want to ask you one more question. Do you regret it now?"

Yang Lian's answer made He Liu awe-inspiring: "Saving the people from the fire and suffering is the foundation of being an official! I don't regret it."

He Liu made up his mind when he heard the words, he must find a way to save this good official who loves the people like a son in front of him.

(End of this chapter)