Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1312 Benevolence

  Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were in Xishan and had just met a group of merchants.

  The merchants are very happy. Being able to see the prince and Duke of Qi who are still alive and kicking is something that can be boasted for half a lifetime.

   And Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were also very happy, sitting down and talking nonsense about their feelings, they can fool others into giving some practical benefits.

  Everyone takes what they need, it seems that Zhu Houzhao has spotted the business opportunity.

"No, no, I have to raise the price in the future, solicit more than 5,000 taels, or merchants who are willing to recruit a hundred disaster victims, and I will accompany them to eat. If there is no need to resettle the victims in the future, I will accompany others to eat. It can also wipe out the tents of Taishan."

  Fang Jifan immediately showed admiration.

   Zhu Houzhao saw him like this: "Why, are you envious?"

   "No." Fang Jifan shook his head: "It's admiration."

   "Admiration?" Zhu Houzhao was at a loss.

Fang Jifan raised his thumbs up: "His Royal Highness is still obsessed with repaying the debt, and even thinking about repaying his own Taishan debt. How can I not admire you? I have never heard of borrowing money from my father-in-law." , I have to pay it back."

  Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows: "Of course, who is this palace, this palace..."

  Wang Jinyuan said outside: "Li Dongyang, a cabinet scholar, is here."

  Li Dongyang hurried over and put the memorials in.

  Zhu Houzhao looked at it carefully, frowned, and said, "Old Fang, this is far beyond my expectations. Why are there so many people here?"

  Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "I think it's because the disaster victims can't bear the disaster year after year. Every now and then, the crops in this field are always in vain, and the relief from the imperial court is always slow."

  Zhu Houzhao wrote lightly: "Since that's the case, then..."

  He paused: "It's no big deal, just add another 20 million taels of silver to settle it. Lao Fang, this silver should be enough."

  Fang Jifan said: "If I save a little, I think enough."

   Li Dongyang listened, he was about to pass out.

   plus 20 million...

  If this silver is given to the national treasury, it can be...

Zhu Houzhao put the memorial aside, and said to Li Dongyang: "Master Li, did you hear that? Don't worry, the palace will take care of the disaster victims, and teach them to be safe and feel at home. These are the children of the palace. People, I will never let them starve and suffer from cold."

  Li Dongyang just felt dizzy, with 50 million taels of silver in front and back, he found that he gradually stopped worrying about the victims, and he was worried about the emperor.

   "Minister..."

   Li Dongyang struggled to say something.

  But... the words can't come out.

  Zhu Houzhao waved his hand: "Okay, only Master Li is busy in the cabinet, and you can't do without you there. Go and do your own work. I don't need Master Li to take care of me here."

   "Yes, I will take my leave."

  People are like this, maybe 30 million taels scared Li Dongyang at the beginning, but 20 million taels again, although still shocked, will not make Li Dongyang lose color.

   Let him go.

   This prodigal son.

  ...

  The first batch of refugees has arrived in the capital.

  They were led by a group of students and officials. Along the way, local officials collected money and food for them to eat and drink.

  When approaching Gyeonggi, there is a special card on the road that must pass.

  Jiang Chen personally led a row of civil servants to set up pens and inks and set up a shed here, and every victim of the disaster was re-registered.

  Name, age, whether the limbs are in good condition, whether there is any disease, how many people came, where is their origin, whether they can write their own names, and whether they have any skills.

   Write it down, then make a wooden sign and distribute it to them, after that, they are allowed to enter the capital.

   There are seven or eight thousand people in this group.

   Zhao Mu is among them.

He was just a boy, thirteen years old, his parents had long been separated, he just followed the team in a daze. Along the way, someone distributed dried sweet potatoes and steamed cakes to him, and followed the flow of people to a rare place far away. A new building is being built here, and the newly built road just extends to the end of the new building.

  Countless craftsmen are busy in the building.

   And next to the new building, there are contiguous sheds.

The person who led him was a scholar from the academy, he was in charge of more than 90 households, when he arrived at the place, the scholar hurriedly went to the shed to find someone, and after a while, he began to take a notebook and began to designate everyone of the shed.

   It is said that in the future, they may live in that new building.

   But now, I can only stay in the house built by the shed.

The scholar took more than 90 households to visit the main facilities near the shed. There is a special medical center and a temporary dental clinic. After all, a small cafeteria and shack cannot light a fire casually. In the future, a large number of people will gather here. Once a fire breaks out, there will be endless troubles.

  Therefore, this small cafeteria is temporarily responsible for the food for more than 90 households.

  The scholar began to read. Since then, they have become members of the seventh group. There are more than 90 households in the seventh group. In the future, if you have any difficulties, you can come to him, and he can come forward to solve them.

   This made Zhao Mu feel at ease.

Although he doesn't quite remember the scholar's name, he was the one who took care of them along the way, and he was the one who negotiated with them. He was like a dutiful elder brother, and it was said that he had read a lot of books. Known and knowledgeable, he is not only familiar with the situation in Beijing, but also has the academy to support him.

   As a result, he became a channel for more than 90 families to contact the government. Even if there were any servants, they would always find him first.

Ordinary people, scattered and unorganized, in this strange environment, either feel guilty and at a loss, or these disaster victims will spontaneously form an organization similar to Taoist sects and gangs, and eventually , this temporary shanty camp was in chaos.

   But with this scholar, everything is different.

  The scholar let them settle down, and then went to work again, and the kitchen smoke began to rise in the cafeteria.

   And several patients along the way were also sent to the hospital.

  Not only that, but also a lot of quilts were brought by chariots and horses.

   When the scholar came back, he had a list in his hand: "Zhao Mu, Zhao Mu."

"exist."

"The latest news." The scholar looked at Zhao Mu with a smile: "Chenji car dealership needs seven drivers, and one of them is given to our team. You are the youngest, go and learn first, and someone will come to pick you up tomorrow. You don’t have to be afraid when you go to work... If something goes wrong, it’s the same if I come to look for you. For the next three years, I will take care of you. Tomorrow Maoshi, you wait in front of your house, and someone will come to fetch you. "

  Zhao Mu didn't know what it was like to drive a car.

   But he wasn't worried at all, because... this scholar made him trustworthy.

   "Okay, I'll go tomorrow."

   Then, the scholar took the list and went to find the next family.

  Countless commercial firms and workshops, even inns and shops, have created many jobs.

  The first batch of people who came here are not worried about not having jobs for the time being.

Although the workshops and inns hope to recruit experienced hands, His Royal Highness issued an edict, and the scholars of Xishan Academy came to the door every now and then with leaflets, talking about the benefits of recruiting disaster victims all day long. However, you can't drive people away. The students of Xishan Academy are not easy to provoke. Some merchants have been inspired, and there is a real shortage of people. If novices come, the big deal is to let an old craftsman lead them. Therefore, willing to accept these victims. There are also some merchants who are recruited by other people. If they do not recruit themselves, they will inevitably be embarrassed when they go out in the future, so they have no choice but to admit it.

  In the early morning of the next day, people from various workshops and shops came and led them away.

   For all of this, Zhao Mu is unfamiliar with everything.

  He only knows that his work is not tiring. Following a master worker, following the established route, driving chariots and horses, and carrying goods, in a few months, he will be able to do it alone.

  When he came back from work, he realized that the shantytown area had expanded a lot, and many people came today.

  People in the same group have become neighbors, and they are familiar with each other, which can make people feel at ease.

   As for the influx of newcomers, it doesn't really have much to do with them.

  In the evening, the scholar would come to visit.

  At this time, people will look for him, some ask him to write letters for him, and some want him to help find their lost relatives, or their troubles at work, and occasionally confide in them.

  Zhao Mu had nothing to worry about. He was an orphan, so it didn't matter. He worked hard during the day, but at night, he went to the shed, put on a new bedding, and fell asleep.

  ...

  Even with the support from major commercial firms, the money is still spent like flowing water.

   To place so many people, it is by no means an understatement to rely on inspiration and imperial edicts.

  Zhu Houzhao was getting more and more headaches. Fang Jifan was very well-behaved recently. He didn't talk back to him, but kept following Zhu Houzhao to solve new problems one after another.

  For example...the water wells in the shantytowns are starting to run short. I underestimated people's water needs before, so I have to hurry up and order people to dig more wells.

  For example, a large number of new buildings are lacking in manpower, and most of the new disaster victims have no construction experience, so it is necessary to train a group of masons and bricklayers quickly.

  The medical school is also overcrowded.

   Minor illnesses naturally go to the medical center, but serious illnesses have to be sent to medical schools.

  There are quite a few students in the medical school, but there are obviously not enough beds in Jamsil.

   As a last resort, spend money.

  Zhu Hou took care of the accounts and was a little confused: "Old Fang, we may have spent too much."

Fang Jifan didn't even want to go over to take a look, as if he had nothing to do with him: "Your Highness is wise, you can make a clear decision, I don't understand anything, so I don't ask my teaching ministers anymore, oh, Your Highness, this is the report just sent Let’s say it’s tomorrow, I’m afraid there will be 40,000 to 50,000 people arriving, and the East District is already overcrowded.”

  ...

  Chapter 3 is delivered, sleep, adjust the schedule, neurasthenia, always insomnia, want to adjust, stay up late, the whole person will feel uncomfortable.

  (end of this chapter)