Chapter 370: Unreasonable Interference
Half an hour later, Shi Tao let them go.
Lu Desheng went out first, and saw that the sky, which was sunny just now, was now drizzling with rain.
After Lu Desheng walked out, the two county governors of Xuantu County and Lelang County, Wu Chi and Lei Xin, looked at each other, said goodbye to Shi Tao, and went out together.
Only Shi Tao and Lu Yiliang were left in the conference hall.
As soon as the three of them left, Lu Yiliang began to complain, "Master Shi, this Lu Desheng is too much!"
"He's a piece of asshole! A total piece of asshole!" The confrontation with Lu Desheng drove Lu Yiliang crazy.
Shi Tao looked at the irritated Lu Yiliang and frowned slightly, "Alright, just give him a beating."
If this matter is pursued publicly, they will not be in the right.
As a subordinate, how can you not feel a little wronged?
Lu Yiliang saw that Shi Tao was getting impatient, so he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, but he really couldn't swallow this anger. He thought to himself, Lu Desheng, don't let me get the chance, or I'll kill you.
As he thought about it, a hint of viciousness appeared on his face.
Shi Tao also saw Lu Yilian's expression, but he didn't care.
The people of Liaodong County sent Shi Xue back, but at her request, they did not send her to the governor's mansion, but dropped her off nearby.
Because the governor's wife was in charge of the inner house, under her protection, Shi Tao did not know at that time that his daughter had been kidnapped by the bandits of Liufu Village and was rescued by people from Liaodong County.
outside the house
Lu Desheng heard footsteps coming from behind, turned around and saw that Wu Chi and Lei Xin had also come out, so he waited there.
"Lord Lu, you are this——" Wu Chi gave him a thumbs up.
The two looked at Lu Desheng with admiration. He was worthy of being an imperial censor. He had just retorted to the point that Lu Yiliang was speechless.
Lu Desheng smiled and said, "If you are right, you can go anywhere in the world; if you are wrong, you can't even take a single step."
Wu Chi and Lei Xin looked at each other and shouted wildly in their hearts.
Wu Chi: No, that's true for others, but for you, there are no restrictions. If you can't grasp the truth, then you can make a crooked one. How can you be unreasonable?
Lei Xin: With your ability to make trouble for no reason, you can go anywhere and turn a narrow path into a broad road.
On the surface, the two said, "Master Lu is too modest."
"How about we go back together, you two?" Lu Desheng showed goodwill. If Wu Chi and Lei Xin wanted to return to Xuantu County and Lelang County, they would have to pass through Liaodong County.
The two hesitated, and Lu Desheng had obviously offended Lu Yilian.
Everyone knew that Lu Yiliang was Shi Tao's confidant, and that he was extremely mean. If they left with Lu Desheng now, he would definitely hold a grudge against them.
Lu Desheng said sympathetically, "How about I wait for you two at the Wuyou Tea Shop up ahead?"
Wu Chi and Lei Xin looked at each other and agreed, "Okay, okay."
In reality, their relationship with Lu Yiliang was average. He was a piece of shit. He was in league with some bandits in Liaoxi County, so naturally, they wouldn't put in enough effort to suppress them. But if he didn't suppress them, he wouldn't allow the other three counties in Pingzhou to do the same. Otherwise, he would make trouble for them in front of the governor.
Now, they gave this little face in the governor's mansion, but outside, they didn't care anymore.
As they are all county governors, it is impossible for them to lower their posture too much.
"Then I'll go ahead."
"Lord Lu, please—"
Lu Desheng walked out holding an oil-paper umbrella, and their carriage was parked outside.
A cool breeze accompanied by drizzle blew, and Lu Desheng gathered his cloak. Every autumn rain brings a chill, the ancients were right.
As Lu Desheng walked, he avoided the puddles on the ground.
The rain is annoying.
This kind of weather is suitable for staying at home, making tea and reading, rather than running around outside.
Lu Desheng sighed in his heart, thinking that he had a really miserable life. He was summoned on a rainy day and he had to rush all the way from Liaodong County.
After getting on the carriage, Lu Desheng began to seriously consider his daughter's suggestion that he should be the governor of Pingzhou.
He now felt that this proposal was very good. Apart from other benefits, at least after he became the governor, no one in the entire Pingzhou could order him to go out on rainy days.
Nanyang
Zhang Xian was worried. He had been in Nanyang for a while, but the post-disaster reconstruction and resettlement of disaster victims in Nanyang were progressing slowly.
Because he knew that the amount of food he brought for disaster relief was limited.
The first step he took after arriving in Nanyang was to organize people to excavate the government granary.
Government granaries are generally built on ventilated and dry high ground, away from rivers and streams.
The earthquake in Nanyang changed the topography, and the river water flowed back, flooding the granary.
According to the estimation of experienced masters, even if the grain buried underground is dug out, it will probably become moldy and rotten.
Many people lost hope after hearing this.
But Zhang Xian was determined not to give up until he reached the Yellow River. Even though he had not seen it with his own eyes, he always held on to a glimmer of hope.
There is so much food, it would be good if some of it can be used.
But the result disappointed him in the end.
After that, he focused his work on treating and resettling the victims.
Zhang Xian had long known that disaster relief was a tedious task, requiring large investments but with slow results.
He had already begun to resettle the victims in accordance with the court's previous disaster relief methods, and had also used the method of work-for-relief.
But even a good cook cannot cook without rice. The relief food has been arriving one after another, and even the first batch of food has been used up.
Those who did not work had one bowl of thin porridge per person per day. Those who worked could eat two meals, each of which was just one bowl of thin porridge and two steamed buns.
The victims were lifeless and listless.
The victims were well-dressed, but most of them still had no food to eat and no place to live. With the weather about to get colder, if the problem wasn't solved properly, it would be a serious problem.
Zhang Xian paced back and forth in worry.
He did not want to record such an event in history books. In the second year of Tianhe, an earthquake occurred in Nanyang. Zhang Xian, an important official of the court, asked for permission to go and provide disaster relief, but he failed to do his job well, resulting in the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people.
No matter what the cause of death was, whether it was an earthquake, starvation or freezing.
He dared to say that the emperor would definitely put the blame on him and Zuo Anmin for the sake of his own reputation.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but glance at Zuo Anmin next to him, and really wanted to strangle the culprit to death!
Now Zhang Xian is counting on Lord Lu to give him some advice so that he can complete the disaster relief work more successfully.
Zuo Anmin sat on the side, he was too tired.
Zhang Xian is a dishonest guy. When he arrived in Nanyang, all the work was thrown onto his shoulders.
If he dared to complain, Zhang Xian would quit his job.
He was angry but dared not speak out.
At this moment, he also noticed that Zhang Xian was worried. He sneered in his heart and said, "It's right to worry. You won't die of worry!"
Zhang Xian: "Nanyang is in such a state. Let's all work together to find a solution."
Zuo Anmin curled his lips, "What can I do?"
"You have experience helping to control floods in the south, so why not consider some practical solutions? Let's discuss and resolve this issue. Otherwise, if the post-disaster situation in Nanyang is not properly handled, upon returning to Chang'an, I will undoubtedly make the Emperor feel unfit for the task, and you will also be to blame."
Zuo Anmin still looked unmoved. Even if the sky fell, Zhang Xian, the chief officer, would bear the responsibilities. His guilt would definitely be less than Zhang Xian's. Why was he so anxious?
"As an adjutant, your responsibilities are certainly not as great as mine as the chief officer. But what if you fail to judge people and thus harm state affairs? Or perhaps you settle personal grudges and lose sight of the bigger picture, harming the country and the people."
Hearing this, Zuo Anmin's expression gradually became solemn. He glared at Zhang Xian, thinking that this guy was determined to drag him down with him even if he died!
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