Chapter 109: Classmate Cha (3)
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the early autumn sun fell on the eaves, skylights, courtyards, desks, and students with silence and gentleness, and the cool breath of autumn soaked into people's hearts. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
In the Minglun Hall in the center of the academy, about 30 scholars sit around Jia Huan. There are: Gongsun Liang, Pang Ze, Qiao Rusong, Wei Yang, Xu Yinglang, Zhang Sishui, Liu Yichen, etc. Jia Huan presided over the discussion on borrowing silver from villagers and miners.
The officials of the fourth rank are equivalent to the vice-provincial-level cadres. The Imperial History of the Left Governor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is equivalent to the fifth or sixth leader of the Central Discipline Committee.
In an official-based society, as a four-grade official of the mountain chief Zhang Anbozheng, even if he is an official of Zhishi, borrowing money from villagers and miners is still guaranteed in terms of credibility and will be recognized.
Therefore, the focus of the discussion at the meeting was not on borrowing money. Borrowing money and writing IOUs will soon be able to operate under the college's complete system of documents and propaganda. The question is, how much silver can be lent in one night?
The sooner the food comes in, the better. Qiao Rusong and the others planned to set off early tomorrow morning, go to Huangluo Town, and then transfer to the capital.
It is necessary to give the villagers and miners time to think twice. The little silver that they collected was their last money, and they were asked to exchange it for a thin IOU. There must be some ideological struggle in the heart, and it will take time.
Jia Huan said: "Therefore, the silver for our first batch of grain purchase is definitely not enough." It is also necessary to borrow food with favors. The chief of the mountain must ask the chief to write a few letters. For the rest, everyone needs to work together. ”
Among the disciples of Wendao Academy, there are many children of official eunuchs. For example: Jia Huan, Wei Yang. There is Jia Mansion, Jia Huan does not count on it. He was ready to use Mr. Longjiang's favors. Mr. Longjiang is a rich idler, so he can get some food.
Jia Huan looked around at the classmates, made eye contact one by one, nodded slightly, looked calm and calm, and said: "Of course, I want to remind everyone: do what you can." For example, I now have 50 taels of silver at home, and I only plan to borrow 30 taels this time. To leave 20 taels of emergency! ”
Disaster relief is to save others and save yourself. If they don't save it, the hungry people will turn into thugs and destroy everything in the academy like locusts. If you don't save it, if there is a large-scale plague, you will die in a minute. But this is not a revolution or a rebellion after all. You don't need to invest all your wealth and life. No need to push too hard!
All the students laughed and understood what Jia Huan meant. The crowd gathered firewood and the flame was high. You don't need to invest all your wealth into it.
Liu Yichen said: "Head of the hospital, go to the capital to buy food and count me as one." I'm willing to try. His family has been a scribe in Daxing County for generations, and he is very clear about the way to buy grain in the capital.
Wei Yang pursed his lips and said, "Courtyard leader, count me in!" ”
As soon as Wei Yang's words fell, all the classmates turned their eyes to him. Wei Shentong is the grandson of the political envoy of Erpinbu. It's always very cold. It's really unusual to offer to help today!
Gongsun Liang knew some of Wei Yang's psychological changes, and helped him solve the siege with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, Brother Qiao has been away for the past two days, and Senior Brother Wei is skilled in copywriting and has helped me a lot." He is also a member of the College. ”
Yigan smiled with relief. Wei Yang thanked Gongsun Liang. To this day, he accepts his classmates and his classmates.
Jia Huan smiled and nodded, welcoming Wei Yang to join.
The Great Zhou is like a Ming system. The administrative region is divided into two capitals and thirteen political divisions. During the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, the political envoy was extremely powerful. "History of the Ming Dynasty - Official Chronicles": "The first feudal division was placed and the six parts were equally important. The political envoy entered the book and the squire, and the deputy capital Yushi was every political envoy. ”
By the middle and late Ming Dynasty, governors and governors were set up all over the country, and the political secretary was subject to its control. The status has declined. At this time, the Zhou Dynasty was under the rule of Emperor Yongzhi, and also began to set up the positions of governor and governor. But the power of the governor at this time was less than that of the Ming dynasty.
For example: Hu Zongxian, a famous minister who quelled the Japanese rebellion during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, and the proprietor of Xu Wei, one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, his official title is: Zuo Shilang of the Military Department and Zuo Yushi of the Imperial Palace, and the governor of Jiazhi and Zhejiang. Governor of Zhejiang, Nanzhili, Fujian and other places.
And the governor of this disaster relief, the right capital of the Great Zhou Metropolitan Procuratorate, the imperial history of Qichi, the general supervision of disaster relief, river control, people's livelihood and other matters. The permissions are significantly smaller.
At this time, the Zhou Dynasty began to set up governors and governors, but even so, the political envoys from the second rank were still important ministers of the court and feudal officials.
Wei Yang, the grandson of the political envoy, participated and was willing to contribute, which was very beneficial to the academy in purchasing food.
After talking a few words, Jia Huan saw that it was almost the same, and was about to change the next topic: when discussing the reduction of ration supplies and writing a letter to his family, Xu Yinglang suddenly stood up and said: "Head of the hospital, I am willing to contribute." ”
Jia Huan was slightly surprised, but nodded in agreement, "Okay." ”
In fact, the students who dare to stand up now are all confident that they can help. But Jia Huan didn't know that Xu Yinglang had a deep background.
Xu Yinglang's personality is enthusiastic, he can say a few words to anyone, and he also admires Jia Huan, is willing to do things, and dares to do anything. But he had a strict upbringing, and he never revealed his family background in the college:
His father Xu Cheng, when he was seven years old when he was Chinese New Year's Eve, was born in Hanlin, and lived in Zhan Shifu Zuo Zhongyun (Zheng Liupin), a part-time military aircraft Zhang Jing, two years ago Yongzhi 7 years ago in the spring of the military aircraft department. In the center, the future is limitless.
You must know that the university scholar grade is only the fifth grade.
Xu Yinglang and Qiao Rusong are good friends. He is willing to help his friend and help the college to complete the relief of the victims.
Scholars, morality, meritorious service, and speech. This is a meritorious service.
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At around half past four in the afternoon, Jia Huan and others discussed the countermeasures in Minglun Hall to end the meeting, and immediately conveyed the order to the core team members of the college.
First, borrowing money from villagers and potters. The steps are as follows and so on.
Second, family letters. Now the news with the outside world has been communicated. Early tomorrow morning, Qiao Rusong, Wei Yang, Xu Yinglang, and Liu Yichen will set off. Students, villagers, and potters who are interested in writing letters to their families can write letters immediately. Bring it out tomorrow. There is no guarantee that it will be delivered, but it will pass on the news that the person is alive.
Thirdly, the supply of food rations has been reduced again. Changed from three meals a day to one meal a day. Expand the team to transport grain to Tanzhe Temple. The propaganda team should do a good job of publicity and explanation. Jia Huan will be personally in charge of the publicity work.
The next morning, the morning light was faint. The light night is slowly receding. In the sky, the morning star is gradually setting, and the half moon is slightly sinking.
A large crowd slowly gathered at the entrance of Wendao Academy. The leaders are the mountain chief Zhang Anbo, Sha Tixue, Zhiwu monk, Ye Jiaolang, Luo Jiaolang, Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang and others. They came to see off Qiao Rusong and the four of them.
"Teachers, students, please stay. In the next four days, I will bring back the grain. Qiao Rusong bent down to the people who saw him off and said firmly.
Wei Yang, Xu Yinglang, and Liu Yichen bent down one after another. They brought with them about three hundred taels of silver, and several letters, and they were sure to bring back the grain.
Mountain Chief Zhang Anbo nodded lightly, "Go ahead!" ”
Qiao Rusong, Wei Yang, Xu Yinglang, and Liu Yichen boarded the boat that came yesterday. The boatman propped up the penny, gradually left Wendao Academy, and disappeared into the faint morning light.
At this time, the water at the entrance of Wendao Academy had receded under the steps. Not far away, in Dongzhuang Town, most of the houses were exposed, and the broken walls were exposed.
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Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Luo Xiangyang and others didn't know what happened to Qiao Rusong and their trip to the capital. On the fourth day, no ships carrying food appeared, and no news arrived.
The surplus food in the academy was almost at the bottom. It's not as good as a break, but the rice porridge for one meal a day is getting thinner. The water is more than meter.
Jia Huan carried a wooden stick and returned to Minglun Hall from the Qushui Courtyard where the potters lived, and the sunset dyed the Wendao Academy at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain golden red. The academy is a little quiet. Everyone is waiting.
Han Xiucai followed behind Jia Huan, smiled weakly, and asked, "Head Jia, just drinking water can really last for seven days." Where did you hear that? ”
Those of them who do the work also maintain two meals a day. But to this day, it is a little unbearable. Almost a month of intense work. Too tired. Long-term lack of food. Everyone is getting to the point where they can bear it. Since yesterday, Jia Huan has had to use wooden sticks to walk.
Jia Huan joked: "Brother Han, why don't you take the lead in doing an experiment and give it a try?" "This is common knowledge that modern people know. As long as people have water to drink, they can survive for several days in a difficult situation.
Listening to Jia Huan's new words, Han Xiucai was accustomed to it and smiled speechlessly. Jia Huan was still in the mood to joke.
But jokes aside, Qiao Rusong and the others don't send food back soon, maybe there will be a day. The food stock of Tanzhe Temple is expected to last for ten days. The main thing is to transport grain down the mountain, and the loss is too great.
Walk to Ming Lun Hall. Gongsun Liang shook his head, asked Jia Huan to sit down, and said worriedly: "Senior Brother Jia, Brother Qiao, I'm afraid that something has gone wrong, and there is no news yet." ”
Jia Huan said calmly: "Senior brother, you have to believe in Qiao Houdao and Wei Shentong." Oh, is the water receding? ”
Pang Ze nodded and said, "I've gone to see it, and all the streets of Dongzhuang Town are exposed." After Qiao Rusong and the four left, Jia Huan deployed, and Zhang Sishui took over the herald work that Xu Yinglang was responsible for. Pang Ze served as Gongsun Liang's assistant.
In order to avoid the formation of plague, the clean-up of human and animal carcasses in Dongzhuang Town was carried out early. Basically, the means of compulsory cremation are adopted, and burial is carried out on the spot. It's just very sporadic. In the flood, many of them were washed away. And when the water recedes, there's a lot to be done in this piece of work.
Jia Huan snorted. The current strategy is to wait.
When it was time for dinner, Luo Jiaolang came over to chat with Han Xiucai. Luo Xiangyang left someone in charge of the grain depot and came to talk to Jia Huan. He actually suspected that Jia Huan was lying when he said that he could live by drinking water.
More than 20 people were drinking gruel in the sunset, sitting in Minglun Hall and chatting. talked about the disaster relief strategy of the Governor of Qi, the post-disaster reconstruction, the reconstruction of the academy, the coal mine, the party struggle of the imperial court, national affairs and so on.
Han Xiucai, as always, sprayed corrupt officials and corrupt officials. Luo Jiaolang's life was depressed, and he had a similar temper with Han Xiucai. The two scolded very happily. Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Pang Ze, Luo Xiangyang and other academy disciples expressed their views.
At this time, the ban on talking about politics in Wendao Academy has long since ceased to exist. Who let the imperial court know that these people are suffering here, and still don't send people to rescue? It is human nature to scold and vent grievances.
At dinner time, the College is not busy. In fact, the situation has basically been controlled by now. If there is food, you live; If you don't have food, you die.
More and more disciples of the academy gathered in Minglun Hall. There were about 100 people. Even Ye Jiaolang came to listen to the students talk about politics. There are too many people, and it is impossible to chat privately, so Jia Huan came forward to preside. Let everyone speak in turn. With his prestige in the academy at this time, he was able to preside over this situation similar to the Wenhui, and he was at ease.
The disciples of the academy each talked about their innermost thoughts, praised and deprecated the characters, talked about history, and talked about the present through the past. This disaster relief has repeatedly faced the test of life and death, and everyone's growth is very amazing. scolded to the fullest, and said it was enjoyable. At about eight o'clock in the evening, everyone dispersed.
When it was: the scholar was angry, scolded Fang Xuan, pointed out the country, stirred up the words, and the dung was ten thousand households in the past.
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At about eight o'clock in the morning of the next day, after breakfast, Jia Huan would come to make trouble and ask Chen Jiayun and eight others who had left the academy to send them away. Jia Huan allowed them to leave the academy on their own and make a living.
At this time, the water outside Wendao Academy had completely receded, and the muddy road was revealed.
Chen Jiayun and the others stopped coming out to do things after they were punished. A bowl of porridge a day is really enough. They planned to go to the capital, 40 miles away, to make a living.
At the threshold, looking at the backs of these people carrying packages, Gongsun Liang sighed, "Senior Brother Jia, I'm afraid they won't go back to the academy again." ”
Jia Huanyi sat on the threshold, looked at the gathering and dispersion, and shook his head. I just saw a beautiful and graceful figure in the cloister leaning on the railing, walking slowly and weakly, with a white veil. (To be continued.) )