"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Junsheng was very angry, and laughed angrily, "Some people are greedy for ink for convenience, and they have gone to such great lengths to arrange such a big game of chess, what a good skill!" Wang Tanzhi, I'm afraid that none of these people has such a great ability to play this game of chess, right? Is there anyone else behind them? ”

Wang Tanzhi said: "According to the minister's inference, there should be someone in the court to be the backer of these people, otherwise these people alone are not enough to cover up their crimes for so many years and there is not the slightest rumor to spread to the outside world!" ”

Zhao Junsheng put down the file in his hand and asked: "You are the chief official of the pending lawsuit, and you know the situation of the court and local officials best, do you have any doubts?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the waiting lawsuit is only responsible for supervising whether the hundred officials have plotted rebellion, not for supervising whether they are greedy for ink and other matters! If His Majesty wants to increase and expand the functions of the Waiting Lawsuit, then with the existing manpower, the speed of the Waiting Lawsuit to find out the news will be greatly slowed down! ”

Zhao Junsheng thought about it for a moment and waved his hand: "Okay, in this case, what the waiting court should do has been done, and the next things will be left to the Imperial City Division!" ”

"No!"

Zhao Junsheng's army left Tiger Prison Pass for Xingyang the next morning.

There is a large camp camp outside Xingyang, and as the flood recedes, some of the people in the camp have returned to their hometowns, but a considerable number are still stranded here.

Zhao Junsheng did not take the soldiers and horses to Xingyang City, but came directly to the resettlement camp for the victims.

After receiving the news, Cui Yanze, the Taishou of Xingyang, and the officials of the Taishou Mansion rushed to meet the royal car before the army arrived at the camp of the disaster.

"The minister Xingyang Taishou Cui Yanze led the officials and people of Xingyang to welcome the holy driver, and greet Your Majesty!"

As Cui Yanze knelt down with a shout, dozens of officials and hundreds of officials and hundreds of officials behind him bowed down one after another.

Zhao Junsheng sat on horseback and looked at the officials kneeling on the ground, and raised his hand with a calm face: "I bow down, everyone should be flat!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The ministers stood up.

Cui Yanze bowed down again and said: "Your Majesty and the soldiers have been eating and sleeping all the way, they must be tired, the ministers have prepared a palace for Your Majesty in Xingyang City, set up a camp outside the city, and prepared wine and meat for the soldiers, Your Majesty and the soldiers can enjoy it as soon as they arrive!" ”

Zhao Junsheng said: "I heard that there are nearly 200,000 homeless victims in Xingyang alone, so many people are cold and hungry, and have no shelter, how can I eat at ease?" How do you sleep soundly? At this time, it is still early, and there is no hurry to eat, I still want to go and see the affected people first, Cui Taishou doesn't need to say more, I have made up my mind, come and lead the way! ”

Cui Yanze had no choice but to agree: "The minister obeys the order!" ”

The army continued to set off on the road to the disaster camp, Cui Yanze, who was riding on horseback, looked at Zhao Junsheng in front of him, he wanted to arrange a henchman to go to the disaster camp to set up, in case the emperor arrived at the disaster camp and found that it was a mess and chaotic, wouldn't it seem that he was too guarded and incompetent?

Thinking of this, Cui Yanze immediately waved to an official next to him and whispered a few words, but he didn't expect that the official was stopped by Li Bao after only a few steps on horseback.

Cui Yanze was anxious, but there was no way.

Zhao Junsheng turned his head to look at Cui Yanze and asked, "What does Cui Taishou want to send someone to do?" ”

Cui Yanze knew that Zhao Junsheng must have guessed his intentions, so he had to answer truthfully: "The minister wants to send someone to the disaster camp to arrange it first, so that it will not be beautiful if those ignorant people collide with the holy car at that time!" ”

"Diaomin? Cui Taishou knows that these Diao people in your mouth are my food and clothing, without the support of all the people in the world, I can't be the emperor, I can't be the emperor, I can't be the emperor, there will be no Daqian Dynasty, and without the Daqian Dynasty, there will be no you Cui Taishou! ”

Cui Yanze was sincerely afraid, "Your Majesty has taught you a lesson, and the minister knows that he is wrong!" The minister has no other meaning, the minister's arrangement is out of consideration for His Majesty's safety! ”

Zhao Junsheng waved his hand: "I appreciate your kindness, but one of the most important things of my eastern tour is to understand the current situation and resettlement of the victims in various places, so I want to see the most real thing, not what you want me to see!" ”

Cui Yanze was sweating profusely, "Yes, yes, the minister must not cheat!" ”

Zhao Junsheng asked, "How many victims are there in this place now?" Where did these victims come from? Now that the floods have receded and reconstruction is underway, why are these people stranded? ”

"Back to Your Majesty, fifty or sixty thousand people have left, most of them have returned to their hometowns, a few have gone to relatives and friends, there are still 120,000 people here, all of them are from the counties around Xingyang, and there are very few local disaster victims, they have been stranded here because they are worried that they will have no food and clothing, no place to live, and they are worried that they will starve to death on the road if they have no food on the way!"

Zhao Junsheng asked again: "How much grain is still available in the official warehouse of Xingyang City?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, I have already moved out for the victims to eat, and there is not a single grain left!"

"So····· What about Aocang? ”

"Aocang's grain has also been eaten!"

Zhao Junsheng's pupils shrank: "Ao Cang is a large war preparation granary, even if I have been staying in Chang'an, I know that Ao Cang's reserve grain can feed 100,000 troops for two years, you tell me now that Ao Cang is empty, where is the grain?" ”

Cui Yanze hurriedly said: "Your Majesty is angry, because of poor management, the old grain is often moldy and rotten, and even the mice don't eat, after this disaster, the minister ordered to open the Ao Cang to help the victims, who knew that after opening the warehouse, it was found that the grain stored in Ao Cang had rotted seventy percent, and only three percent were left to eat, after the news spread, the people were angry, and the minister had to order the head of the county barracks guarding Ao Cang in order to stabilize the victims. Four months have passed since the disaster broke out in July, and the grain reserves have been almost exhausted! Before His Majesty's arrival, the ministers were so anxious that they couldn't sleep at night, and if the victims continued to stay, and there was not enough food supply, the ministers were worried that something would happen! ”

Zhao Junsheng didn't make a sound, his face was calm, but his murderous intent gradually rose.

During the march of the army, Zhao Junsheng, who was riding on horseback, saw a large camp tent in the distance, stretching for more than ten miles, and countless people were surging in the camp.

As the team got closer and closer to the camp, the victims in the camp came out one after another.

Under the command of General Bai Jinguang, the Shenwu Army guarding the army controlled several small hills around it, and guarded it around it in units of even and teeth.

The official who opened the road shouted: "His Majesty the Emperor has arrived in ———"

The scattered generals spread one after another, and the news of the emperor's arrival spread throughout the entire camp.

The victims knelt down one after another as if they had fallen in waves.

There were so many people in the disaster that the ground was full of mud, the smell of stench was everywhere, and household garbage could be seen everywhere.

Zhao Junsheng stopped his horse, he jumped off the horse and handed the horse to the guards beside him, shouting: "Everyone is flat!" ”

A eunuch shouted: "Your Majesty has a will, rise-"

The victims were a little incredulous, the emperor actually told them to get up? Puzzled, they slowly climbed up with surprised faces, and the nearby victims could clearly see the emperor's face.

Zhao Junsheng stepped into the mud and walked in front of an old victim, who was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, trembling all over.

Zhao Junsheng stretched out his hand to help, but was stopped by Cui Yanze, the Taishou: "Your Majesty can't!" Your Majesty is the Ninety-Five, and this person is just a lowly old peasant ······"

Zhao Junsheng stretched out his hand to pick up Cui Yanze, and said with a smile: "Cui is too conservative, this is my people, an old farmer but not lowly, as long as the person who supports himself through his own hands is not lowly, only slaves are lowly!" Since the dynasties and dynasties, the people of the world have been divided into four classes, namely Shinong and industrialist, and his status as an old farmer is higher than that of craftsmen and merchants! ”

Cui Yanze smiled, took a step back and bowed and said, "What Your Majesty said is very true, the minister has been taught!" ”

Zhao Junsheng stretched out his hand to help the old farmer up, and saw that this person's face was wrinkled like a dead tree and old bark, and he was only afraid that he was fifty or sixty years old, and asked, "Is the old man old this year?" ”

The old farmer said with trepidation: "I don't dare to be called like this by Your Majesty, the grass people are eight out of forty this year!" ”

Zhao Junsheng didn't mention how embarrassing it was, but this old man was only a few years older than him, and he looked like he could be his old father.

"Are you alone, or is your whole family here?"

The old man replied: "Little Lao'er's family of five is here, and the family has been hit by the disaster, all the food has been washed away by the flood, all the livestock have been drowned, and the house has also been washed down by the flood, so I can only leave my hometown!" ”

"How long have you been here?"

"It's just been four months!"

Zhao Junsheng asked, "How much food does the government give you every day?" How many meals do you eat? Can you eat enough? ”

"Your Majesty laughed, we are disaster victims, how can the government let the disaster victims be fed? Eat two meals a day, morning and evening, one steamed bun and one bowl of gruel per meal! ”

Taishou Cui Yanze and the others were very embarrassed, they didn't expect Zhao Junsheng to directly contact the victims and ask about the disaster relief situation, they didn't expect this old guy to dare to say anything, now everything is no longer under their control!

Zhao Junsheng's face stiffened, and he asked again: "Now that the weather is getting colder, did you stay warm when you fled?" ”

The old farmer said with a gloomy face: "At that time, I was only thinking about running for my life, where did I have time to think so much, and when I thought of bringing some clothes, the house had already been washed away by the flood!" ”

Zhao Junsheng turned his head to look at the other victims around him, all of them had a vegetable face, ragged clothes, messy hair, and they hadn't been groomed for months.

Zhao Junsheng turned around and continued to walk forward, the soldiers were already standing guard in front, separating a passage, Zhao Junsheng chatted with the victims along the passage, asking them about their living conditions in the past few months and what the government had done.

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