Chapter 827: Kindness and Strength

The scholar next to him had a complicated look on his face: "The young prince said that although it is difficult and bitter now, we should not forget the sweet taste. Let's work hard together."

Everyone around was silent.

There was a moment of confusion on every face, and no one knew why, but their eyes suddenly turned red.

Someone said: "Actually, it's not bitter at all!!"

"It's not hard! The emperor hasn't forgotten us common people. He brought us out to save our lives. It's not hard!"

"Life is sweet! The fairy princess has given it sweetness!"

"Yes! If you have enough food and clothes, it won't be hard!"

As he spoke, the shed leader picked up chopsticks and counted the fruit slices before distributing them to everyone.

The fruits grown in the space are extremely sweet, and even if they are dried, they still have a strong fruity aroma.

The Wang family brought it back, and the whole family was drooling over it. The little grandson shouted, "Grandma, I want to eat! I want to eat!"

The old lady picked up the chopsticks and said to herself, "What's there to save? I won't leave any more. I'll eat it now!"

As he said this, he fed one piece to his grandson. The five-year-old boy squinted his eyes in delight at the delicious taste.

The adults smiled foolishly, and Wang Daya and Wang Erya looked at them enviously, swallowing their saliva secretly.

No one expected that the next moment, the old lady would raise her chopsticks in front of them and say, "Try it! You will know what sweet is!"

Wang Daya was startled and looked up at her grandmother. The old lady glared at her and said, "What? You don't want to eat?"

Wang Daya shook her head repeatedly and opened her mouth to eat quickly. The old lady picked up another piece and passed it to Wang Erya's mouth.

Wang Erya took a look and saw that the outer circle of the fruit slice was still red, but the inside was white. The sweet and sour taste made her saliva flow. She opened her mouth quickly and took a bite, and she felt... She might never forget this sweet taste in her life.

The old lady didn't just give it to the children. Everyone in the family got a piece to taste, and then she put the rest away.

After sitting down, the family didn't pick up their chopsticks, for fear that eating a mouthful of rice would wash away the fragrance in their mouths.

The old lady looked here and there, and suddenly she couldn't help wiping away her tears, and whispered: "I'm not mean, and I don't want to be partial. This is not... poor! If I had a little money, wouldn't I want to make sure everyone has enough to eat! Every family has its own unique appearance.

But no matter what, life after moving out is much better than anyone imagined.

Countless articles flew to the capital like snowflakes, and Yan Shifan wrote a letter almost every day to report everything in detail.

He arrived late, and he and Wang Ronggui hit it off right away. Now he came to see that everything was in place, so Yan Shifan also kept a low profile, with the intention of learning and asking for advice, never competing for the first place. The two of them cooperated tacitly and achieved twice the result with half the effort.

Even Emperor Mingpei praised him several times: "I didn't expect that Wang Ronggui is really a man with great ambitions."

Many small details, such as recruiting local scholars to teach, learning crafts through labor, and even more subtle arrangements such as inspections and shed leaders... seem very small and insignificant, but they are extremely helpful in stabilizing the people's hearts.

The true combination of kindness and authority.

In fact, even if we ignore them, these people will not cause any trouble, and no matter how much resentment there is, after the upcoming earthquake actually happens, it will turn into relief and gratitude.

However, such thoughtful arrangements, while making the best use of local materials and saving the court's resources... this thoughtfulness is extraordinary.

Xinbao said: "Of course, Xinbao has a keen eye for friends, and Xinbao's friends are all very capable."

Emperor Mingpei did not say that this person was clearly arranged by me for you, and I arranged it based on your appearance... I just said: "Xinbao is right."

Moreover, the articles sent over from that place were also well-written. They were not empty eulogies, but were all detailed and intuitive accounts of what I had seen and heard. From the migration to the resettlement, they were like a series of paintings that slowly unfolded, which made the emperor, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life, shed tears several times.

Emperor Mingpei ordered Yan Shirong to compile these articles into a book, and also asked people to release these articles for everyone to see.

Yan Shirong said: "Lord Wang is indeed a man of great talent, and he is able to make plans. I did not do these things properly at the time, otherwise, it would have been recorded in the book."

Emperor Mingpei said slowly: "Having the stone tablet is enough. At that time, you were short of time. Secondly, even if you wrote it, it would not be as good as this."

Indeed, although what he did was important, it was done by the people at their doorsteps after all. The shocking change was certainly not as great as this one. Therefore, if it were not for the scholar from Guanzhong who had experienced it three times in a row and could provide a direct comparison, the writing of an ordinary talent would not be so touching.

Yan Shirong nodded.

Emperor Mingpei asked, "What's the matter with you coming here?"

"Yes," Yan Shirong also came back to his senses, gathered the articles in his hand, and said, "I have discussed it in detail with Tao Yi. The information channels of Dao Ting Lou are indeed quite wide, but also quite scattered, and the lower-level gangs are of varying quality. It is ok to restrain them to investigate a case or buy and sell information at ordinary times, but when it comes to supervising officials, they don't have the ability to do so. Secondly, it's not that we look down on them, but they are ordinary people, and it is not appropriate to grant them such a transcendent position. Otherwise, if their mentality is distracted, it will be easy to cause trouble. Besides, the officials will be constrained by them, and they will collude with each other in a few years."

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

He paused and said, "So, my grandson thinks that it is not that they cannot be used, but that they cannot be used without authorization. First, the truly important matters are only handled at the provincial level. Second, matters related to officials can only be handled occasionally. Third, the reports they make are mainly about natural disasters, major cases, and public opinion."

He began to explain in detail.

Emperor Mingpei only listened to half of it, and then said, "You don't need to explain it to me in detail, just do it."

"Yes," Yan Shirong said, "Grandson will transfer Zhongli here to handle this matter together with He Qingwen."

Yan Shirong was talking to Emperor Mingpei, but Xinbao didn't listen. But when he heard He Qingwen's name, he asked in surprise, "But isn't He Qingwen Xinbao's man?"

Yan Shirong: “…”

He Qingwen was the person Xinbao saved the first time he practiced medicine. Now he was in the Medical Department. Yan Shirong and he were classmates and they were very familiar with each other. The key point was that He Qingwen's family was simple and suitable for doing this kind of information work, but he really forgot to follow the procedures.

Yan Shirong said quickly, "That's right, Xinbao, brother will first ask Yeye for consent, and then he will ask someone to go to the Ministry of Personnel to file the official documents. Then Gan Baibi will come to ask for your consent."

Xinbao thought for a moment and nodded: "It's okay. It's okay if Lord Gan doesn't ask Xinbao about this matter, because Xinbao and Lord Gan have a clear division of labor. Xinbao is only responsible for business, and Lord Gan will take care of other matters."

Yan Shirong said seriously: "Yes, but Xinbao is the highest official in the Medical Department, so I still have to come and ask you."

Xinbao nodded: "Okay."

The two men ended their public conversation. Yan Shirong secretly winked at Emperor Mingpei, who smiled without saying anything.

A report came in from outside that Gan Baibi wanted to see him.

Xinbao asked curiously, "Is it coming now?"

"Your Highness," Fang Wuyou said, "Lord Gan said that he has something to report to Your Highness. Please make the decision."

(End of this chapter)