Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng waved his hand nonchalantly and said:
"Isn't it just about the flood?
Don’t worry, Master Fu!
This government issued a public notice a month ago to reassure the public: just stay home and you'll have food and clothing once the disaster relief food arrives!
Seeing that the prefect was still calm, Fu Tong laughed angrily and said:
"Then I would like to ask you, sir, where did the disaster relief money and food you mentioned come from?
Do we have to wait for Jianzhou to allocate funds and grain?"
Jia Wensheng put down his chopsticks, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth. Then he nodded and said slowly:
"nature!
Sir Fu, there is no need to worry. Half a month ago, when the flood just passed, our government sent people to Jianzhou.
Upon hearing this, Fu Tong was stunned and asked:
"Why didn't I know about this?
Why didn't you use my seal when you went to Jianzhou to deliver the disaster relief report?
Jia Wensheng shook his head and said sarcastically:
"Master Fu, you are still too young!
Do you know how many prefectures there are in the entire Longyin?
And every year you ask the Ministry of Revenue for money for relief, why should they allocate the money to you first?
You gotta find the right path, bro.
I'm sure you've heard who I belong to."
Upon hearing this, Fu Tong objected:
"I cannot agree with what you have said, sir. When something as serious as this happens, local self-rescue should be the top priority!
The imperial court had an old system that required one-tenth of the tax revenue to be deposited into the treasury each year as a reserve for disaster relief.
We should first use this money to open more porridge factories to help the suffering villagers save their lives!
Xuzhou is six hundred miles away from Jianzhou. Even if the relief money and food from the court arrives, it will take a month!
As the father and mother of the country, are we really going to watch the people starve to death?"
When Jia Wensheng heard this, his eyes dimmed slightly. He pulled Fu Yi to sit down together and then sighed:
"Do you think that I just want to watch the people become homeless and starve to death?
You also know that Xuzhou is a remote and poor place, how can there be much tax revenue?
This government is in charge of pacifying the area. Besides providing disaster relief, helping local people with education, building shrines, and managing the capital, where is there no money?
Now, where is the money left in the treasury to buy rice?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Tong was immediately shocked and stamped his feet anxiously, saying:
"My Lord!
If you starve people to death in times of peace and prosperity, you will lose your head!
Now that things have come to this, let's wait for the victims to make a scene at the imperial court, and we'll both lose our heads!"
Upon hearing this, Jia Wensheng's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice:
"What did you say?"
Fu Tong stood up suddenly and said angrily:
"The magistrate of Tongshan County reported today that 50,000 to 60,000 disaster victims have left their hometowns and are heading south along the canal to Jianzhou to escape the famine!"
When Jia Wensheng heard this, the cup in his hand fell to the ground...
The next day, the weather was fine.
Si Jinxing woke up early today, which was rare, and let the maids in the house dress her up.
After breakfast, Si Jinxing prepared to leave the house for the Lan family, but unexpectedly met Si Junshan outside the gate of Suihuayuan.
She went to see Zhou yesterday and saw that she was badly beaten, but no doctor was called to see her injuries. It was obvious that he really hated Zhou.
But, so what?
The original owner's mother had long since turned into a pile of bones...
And the original owner has also passed away...
There was no turning back for everything, and she couldn't forgive him on behalf of anyone.
Si Junshan looked at his daughter who had grown into a beautiful young lady and found that she looked more and more like her mother.
However, the light in those eyes was cold and distant.
"Xing'er, today is your birthday, father... I don't have anything to give you.
These are the shops I bought for your mother a few years ago, but I haven't had time to give them to her yet...
Now, I hand it over to you."
As he spoke, he handed over a black lacquered wooden box.
Si Jinxing looked at him. He was clearly a majestic general in public, but he couldn't even manage his own backyard.
I don’t know whether the current situation should be blamed on his carelessness or on the Lan family’s excessive kindness.
She didn't want to think too much and shook her head.
“You should keep these shops for yourself.
It can also be regarded as a memory. "
Si Junshan looked at her departing back, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and his hand holding the wooden box finally fell.
"Ling Su, tell me, am I a complete failure as a father?"
Ling Su is only two years younger than Si Junshan. He was injured on the battlefield and his vitals were damaged, so he has never gotten married.
Although he had no children, he saw things more clearly than Si Junshan, the man in the middle of the situation. He said:
“That day, we went to Linxiang Temple and she came looking for me.
She said:
At that time, General, you returned seriously injured with a high fever!
She actually didn't have to treat you because no one knew that she taught herself medicine.
She just wanted to ask you in person...
Why have you ignored her all these years? Why have you distanced yourself from her?
She has no idea that you have hated her for so many years!
As it turned out, it was just a misunderstanding!
How could she easily forget the suffering and humiliation she had endured over the years?
Fortunately, the young lady was lucky enough not to be killed by Concubine Zhou and the others..."
He couldn't continue...
When Si Junshan heard the last part, his face turned pale.
He waved Ling Su away and walked towards Yizhu Garden alone.
His mind kept flashing back to what he had done and said in recent days.
He remembered that after he recovered from his injuries and regained consciousness, the first thing he said to her was to scold her:
Were you the one who instigated the old lady to depose Zhou from her position as mistress?
You are so brave!
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