Hearing the emperor's promise that he would not have to stay, and that there would be a reward, Huang Mengjia happily knelt down and kowtowed: "Mengjia thanked the emperor." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Cao Huachun rolled his eyes, who said that this guy didn't understand the rules at all? There is a reward for kneeling and kowtowing without being taught, it seems that eighty percent of them were pretending to be stupid before, but the emperor eats this set, what can he do?

A small storm turned over like this, except for Chongzhen's regrets and Cao's father-in-law's depression, there were no more waves.

Huang Mengjia completed his mission and embarked on his return journey with the rewarded gold and the title of Jinyi Wei Qianhu. He was accompanied by the eunuch who had made the decree, a squire from the military department, and several chiefs from the household department, who had a mission that was not humane.

Among them, one of the directors of the household department is actually Huang Mengjia's old acquaintance - Zhao Yue, the former governor of Qiongzhou Prefecture.

It was Zhao Yue who was sent by the prefect Qin Bingyan to appease Xia Nan, but Xia Nan did not come forward and sent Huang Mengjia as a puppet to deal with it. Although almost five years have passed, they still have an impression of each other, and Zhao Yue still remembers Huang Mengjia, the mighty lord of Li Rendong, even more vividly.

Zhao Yue took the lead in greeting: "Lord Huangdong, don't come unharmed?" ”

Huang Mengjia also recognized this highest-ranking Han official he had ever seen back then, and responded with a smile: "Zhao Tongzhi, how have you been doing in the past few years?" "At that time, except for the county, he didn't know anything about the official titles and ranks of the Han people, but after following Xia Nanhou, his horizons have also broadened a lot, and now even the emperor has seen it. After a few years, at least I know a lot about the officialdom of Qiongzhou, and I know that Tongzhi is the second leader of the prefect's yamen.

Zhao Yue sighed: "I am no longer the same as the Futong, and now I am just a six-grade director of the Huguang Qing Officials Division of the Hubu Department." He explained in passing the change in his official position.

It turns out that since Xia Nan's strong rise in Qiongzhou, the life of officials of Qiongzhou Mansion has become more and more difficult: not caring about anything is dereliction of duty, and the court can't run away from responsibility, but if you offend Xia Nan by exercising the power of the government, your life will be in danger, and Lu Gengyu, the former Changhua Zhi County, is a living example. Zhao Yue, as a fellow intellectual, was angry at both ends in the middle of the Qiongzhou camp and the prefect, Qin Bingyan pushed him in front of everything and did not dare to offend the Qiongzhou camp head-on, and after a few years, Zhao Yue's hair turned a lot whiter. In order to end this torturous life, he scattered all his family wealth and found his former teacher, Wu Zongda, a scholar of the household department and a scholar of Wuyingdian University, and sought a position as the head of the household department, which can be regarded as getting rid of the sea of suffering.

Although it seems to be "yielding" to serve as the head of the household department of Zheng Liupin, Wu Zongda promised him that Lang Zhong of the Guangdong Qing Officials Division was old, and he would soon be recommended to fill the vacancy. It is the same as the fifth grade, and Hubu Langzhong is much stronger than the governor of the state capital, which is the best way out for a second-level official like Zhao Yue - anyway, in Qiongzhou, he went from the same governor to the prefect step by step, and then slowly rose to the official positions such as senator, political participation, and political envoy It has become an impossible task for him.

Huang Mengjia didn't know which was better, the head of the household department or the local acquaintance, and he didn't plan to ask more questions if he didn't understand, so he just replied with a smile: "Lord Zhao, I'm not the lord of the mountain now, it's the special operations of the Qiong Navy...... No, it's Mr. Qian, and now he has been rewarded by the emperor with a brocade cloth and a thousand households, hehe. ”

Zhao Yue was envious, he also heard about Huang Mengjia's entry into the palace, a Tusi lord of Qiongzhou Mansion, not to mention being a military attache of the imperial court, and now he was actually sealed by the emperor himself as a brocade cloth Wei Qianhu, even if it is a fictitious title, it is also the ancestral tomb is smoking, compared to his bumpy career, it is much smoother.

A few years ago, the two were hostile to officials and thieves, but now things are wrong, there is no conflict of interests, there is an incense in Qiongzhou Mansion, and the two sides sighed and sighed after the impermanence of the world, but they also got along well along the way. Huang Mengjia didn't know what Zhao Yue's mission was to go to Nanjing on behalf of the household department, and he didn't care about these things, so he didn't ask, and Zhao Yue was too happy not to say it, after all, the military department and the household department Shangshu repeatedly explained that the matter of "donation" should be kept secret, so as not to leak it out and lose the dignity of the court and the emperor.

The group traveled by water, much faster than by land, and it didn't take long to arrive in Nanjing.

In the days when Huang Mengjia traveled back and forth between the capital and Nanjing, the Qiong Navy was not idle, in addition to rehousing the wounded soldiers, the biggest task was to return the displaced people captured in the Battle of Qiuyushan from the Nanjing port to Lingao by sea through the Yangtze River.

The combined army of Gao Yingxiang and Zhang Xianzhong claimed to be 100,000 to the outside world, and the actual number after entering Anhui was more than 50,000.

When the Qiong Navy entered the city of Nanjing, it naturally did not bring these people in, and temporarily settled them along the Yangtze River, leaving only a few companies of troops to take care of them. Although the number of guards is far less than the number of displaced people, there is no chaos, as long as these displaced people have something to eat and do not have to go to the battlefield to be cannon fodder, they are already very content. In addition, a row of warships by the river set up cannons to keep an eye on them, and the homeless people have suffered from the artillery, and they will not have the idea of escaping - besides, where will they have enough to eat if they escape? If you are alone, you will be caught and punished by the government.

Organizing long-distance transportation of tens of thousands of people is not a simple job, but Qiong Haijun has accumulated a lot of experience in Shandong and formed a relatively complete set of processes. The first is to carry out a preliminary screening, mobilize the masses to identify the leaders of the displaced army mixed in the crowd, and kill them one by one, eliminating the possible source of the riot; Then according to the physical condition and age of the group divided into several groups to take turns to board the ship, the old and frail, the sick first to stay to recuperate, the relatively healthy young and strong go first. As for the mobilization procedures such as settling-in allowances in Shandong, these displaced people from Shaanxi, Gansu and other places are different from the local hungry people in Shandong, all of whom are uprooted and homeless, and as long as they show a clear way to survive, there is no need for mobilization explanations at all.

Because of the fear that the long distance and the density of the cabins will cause a large number of people to fall ill or die on the way, even if there are enough transport ships, the number of displaced people arranged in each batch is very limited, no more than 5,000 people at a time, and it takes more than a month to go back and forth each time. There is no summer that Nan himself can't cope.