Chapter 47: Conscience
Bah!
The bayberry kernel in his mouth spit out, the whaleskin umbrella in his hand shook off the rain, and Zhang De stepped on the bubble nail leather boots, moving forward in the mud with one pit at a time.
Not far behind him, the carriage stuck in the mud pit was being dragged out with great effort, the clothes were wet, and the guards were also full of depression.
"It's rainy."
Handing over the bayberry basket in his hand, the staff members each took one and ate it, looking at the construction site in the distance while eating.
"Observation, all counties along the river have been notified. The Wuhan Records Division is now running at both ends of Jiangxia and Wuchang, and a group of workers have been transported to Wuchang, and the machine is still being installed. ”
"The woven bag must be managed, and the people who are temporarily requisitioned are all in place?"
"When I arrived, I divided the area, set up a team of ten people in one mile. Now there are five hundred teams. ”
"Where are the twine, the ropes, and the cinders?"
"Still working overtime, seventy percent of the iron cables that came from the Hanyang Iron and Steel Plant in March arrived in Jiangxia. Now that civilian ships have been requisitioned, fishing and navigation are prohibited during the flood season, and only the silk boats of Bashu and Suzhou are still running. ”
"This rain, it's fucking endless! Fuck it! ”
After scolding a few times, Lao Zhang picked up the binoculars and looked at the water surface on the river embankment, and the waves were like running horses, rolling wildly towards the east.
Looking at the big ship that the waves are not big, but a little weaker or even without ballast, it also capsized in an instant. The reeds used to fix the embankment and protect the waves are useless in this situation.
"I'm afraid that Fankou will burst the embankment."
The staff said worriedly.
"Fankou is a fart! In case of high tide, only Jianghan is protected, not the rest! ”
Zhang De didn't bother to explain to them, what if the boundary of Fangang Town was completely flooded? Whether it is for the imperial court or for the Wuhan Records Division, it is a huge loss.
But if Hanyang and Jiangxia drown one, let alone Zhang De, the eldest grandson Wuji, who received money and received hand cramps, would kill someone.
"What do you say about Jingzhou and Yuezhou?"
"Someone from Jiangling said that if there is a big tide, it will be flooded in Gong'an County."
“……”
Lao Zhang was stunned for a moment.
Groove ...... It turned out that the people of Gong'an County began to be flooded in this year.
It's been a lot of tears since ancient times.
Unlike the Wuhan Records Division, Jingzhou is Baojiangling County, and the downstream Gong'an County and Shishou County are killed. Hanyang County and Jiangxia County, because the population is not dense, are occasionally flooded, but there is not much loss.
Again, this realm was unclear with the Xiao family back then, and there was nothing in tatters.
But now it's different, hundreds of thousands of people are begging for a living here. The transportation contractor of Bashu silk to Suzhou is here again, and for the eldest grandson queen, the income from the export of Shu silk must not be cut off suddenly.
And Li Daozong, as the only clan that can handle it, has a fief of Jiangxia, so he can say that he will be drowned.
"From the mouth of the Jingjiang River, there is a boundary between the river from south to north, which is the remnant of Yunmengze. At present, it is called Magu Lake, which is on the other side of the river in Puqi County. ”
"That's the Fuzhou boundary?"
"It is under the management of Jianli County, and it is attached to the summer water."
Lao Zhang pondered for a moment and muttered: "Damn, anyway, the Tang Dynasty began to send nectar to the public security people. ”
"Observation?"
As soon as the staff saw that the eyes of a certain Jiangnan native dog began to roll again, they suddenly felt that the sour smell of ideas floated out again. In the past, I always saw the Turkic, Khitan, Goguryeo and other slave laborers who were forced to do this kind of thing, and said that if this was not rotten heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, could they do this kind of thing?
"Zhang Li."
"Go down."
"How many families are there in Horse Bone Lake?"
"Not much, three or five hundred households."
"Bring people over and say hello to Jianli County, these people will lead Hanyang."
"Observation...... This...... It's not very convenient. Dingkou calculation is a political achievement, isn't this the benefit of ruining the Jianli County Order? Again, Magu Lake is rich in fish and shrimp, the more rainy the season, the better the harvest, such a boundary, I'm afraid I don't want to be ...... casually"
"Handed a note to the Jianli County Order, and in the name of the Jianghan Observation Envoy, he said that he was willing to build a rice milling and flour mill on the bank of the summer water. You just ask him if there are any relatives who are willing to go out to eat and sleep in the open. In that poor place, you can't scrape a lot of money a year to scrape the land, and you can't stop him if you give him a property? ”
"That'...... What about the residents of the shores of Lake Horse Bone? ”
"Lao Tzu gave them a Hanyang hukou!"
"Observe wisely!"
When Zhang Li heard this, he was immediately convinced, how much money does it cost to get into Hanyang City's household registration? Let's just say that the primary school in this city, if you want to go in and go around, you don't have two rooms in and out of the house, then you can't send Shu Xiu at all, even if you make up some pork money, Mr. Ren may not accept you.
Bringing in a child from a down-and-out family, doesn't this lower the social level of teaching experts?
"Also, this horse bone lake, in the opinion of this government, the daughter who buys the horse bone is invisible, and the flood that buys human life is not bad. In my opinion, it is better to talk to Fuzhou and change the name of this boundary to Honghu. ”
"It's called Honghu when it receives the flood, isn't it a bit casual?"
"Take someone to Jianli County, remember to plug the gap on the south bank of Xiashui, this flood peak crossing, I think it is better to put some water at the boundary first. lest he rush Jiang Han. ”
"Yes, let's go down and make a note."
Standing on the soil bag, with a bayberry kernel in his mouth, Lao Zhang looked at the river embankment in the distance, and the waves seemed to be unable to shoot the shore of Wuhan, but if he shot the shore upstream or downstream of Wuhan, it would not be accurate.
"Who called you Honghu?"
Lao Zhang muttered, handed the bayberry basket to others, and stood with his hands in his hands, feeling a little complicated.
There is a saying that "the old lady of Ru" has been holding back for more than 1,000 years, and the people of Gong'an County have happily touched the fish in the flood in the fifteenth year of Zhenguan.
"Who can distinguish between the high and the low."
The "bitter chatter" who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers can be sad and sad in the newspaper, of course, her mouth is cannon, which makes people feel that the righteousness in this world has run to the newspaper.
Although Lao Zhang often said that if you dance and write in the newspaper, you must have two catties of hard bones, and the price of hard bones can be sold for a lot of money in the West Market of Jiangxia City......
"Ah Lang, are you the Jianghan Observer, so you don't care about the people of Gong'an County? How can you be so ruthless? ”
"Fire and water are merciless, drowning people or burning people, can I manage it? In the face of the great power of heaven and earth, human beings are too small. ”
"That's not what Yu said."
Cui Jue was angry, and pointed at Zhang De with his white fingers, "Gong'an County is poor, you are not only the head of Jianghan, but also a huge rich family, why don't you go and support one or two?" Even if you give a ration, you can save people. ”
"A woman's opinion."
Zhang De, who shook his head, put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Cui Jue, "It's child's play for you to save people and give alms, you can do it if you want to?" Not to mention that the boat is unfavorable during the flood season, let's just say that usually, how many victims are there in Gong'an County? Where is it distributed? None of this is known. Even if you know, how much grain will be transported, who will transport it, and who will accept it, you must work together. Starting from Hanyang, Jiangxia, and tracing westward, how many states and counties are there along the way? Do you know if there are also disaster victims? Could it be that the public security county is going to be even worse, so it is necessary to save it, what about Huarong County, Shishou County? Won't it be saved? ”
Saying that, Zhang De said again: "Even if these are all ready, who will send the grain when the time comes?" Is it Gong'an County or Jingzhou? Did the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the Imperial Court send someone to mediate or the Jingzhou Governor's Office to liaise? In order to ensure that the food reaches the victims, who will keep an eye on it? Is it the people of the Imperial History Observatory or the internal history of the imperial court? ”
"Okay, that's all. In what name do I go to disaster relief? Passionate or compassionate? Wuhan don't stare at the tide? If I go to support Gong'an County, and something goes wrong here in Wuhan, who will be responsible? Is it Jingzhou or Ezhou? What's more, if I really go, whose reputation will it be? Whose official reputation is it? Do you believe it or not, if I really do it on my own, the officials in Jingzhou and even the entire upper reaches of Wuhan will not only not accept my affection, but will also hate it to the core? ”
After saying this, Cui Jue was stunned for a while, and only after a while did he hold back a sentence: "Concubine...... The concubine didn't think about it that much. ”
"Just be your talented woman and beautiful woman, do you think the water of the Yangtze River is muddy and deep right now?"
Lao Zhang picked up the teacup again and took a breath, "The officialdom is much deeper than the Yangtze River." ”