Song Mingyue

Chapter 47 Disaster Relief
Zhao Hao didn't have a deep impression of Wang Hanzhi, the magistrate of Jiangning, except for seeing him at the Yi Ya meeting that day, there was no other interaction.

For a time traveler like Zhao Hao who came with the system after 900, he has no special admiration for the prefect of Jiangning. After all, the position of the prefect of Jiangning has changed many people in recent years, especially in the past year. three.

But this time the flood victims came, which greatly changed Zhao Hao's impression of the magistrate who was born as an old Jinshi.

First of all, it is about distributing porridge and food, and helping the victims. According to Zhao Hao's enthusiasm, people carry big baskets of steamed buns, steamed buns and biscuits and throw them down, which will inevitably lead to riots and stampede accidents.The correct way is to let the victims line up one by one, each with a small bowl of porridge, and the dry goods are a steamed bun, a bun, or a biscuit, and the children also give a portion, enough to satisfy their hunger.

The city gate still has to be closed, the heavy rain has stopped, and the road outside the city is still dry. Even if it is not done, the victims cannot be allowed to flood in, otherwise the entire Jiangning City may be in chaos.

It is still summer, Wang Hanzhi sent people to look for an open and ventilated place, quickly transported wood, and set up a shed that can protect from the sun and rain, so that those who choose a suitable location can dig tunnels, build unified huts, drainage ditches, and then gather at the gathering point. Quicklime was sprinkled inside and outside for disinfection. Yamen servants and city guards patrolled the shantytowns every day, shouting constantly. Rats, dead fish and shrimps, etc. cannot be eaten, especially dead rats, which must be burned and buried on the spot to avoid spreading the plague.

An isolation area for sick patients was also established. Those with headaches, fever, cough, phlegm, and diarrhea were immediately sent in, and they were divided into severe and mild cases to avoid cross-infection.

Zhao Hao admired this old magistrate so much that he even let go of his sense of superiority as a traveler. Not all officials these days are corrupt and mediocre, and many of them are still the pillars of the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty can last for hundreds of years.

When the grain was released, the government organized the princes and daughters of the city to participate, and let them understand the sufferings of the people by the way, but they were surrounded by soldiers with swords and guns, government servants and other armed forces to prevent chaos.

Zhao Hao had also been there, of course. Those victims were hungry, flustered, and noisy, but once they had hope, they were very quiet and waited in an orderly manner. They all looked disheveled, looked sad, and remained silent.

After receiving the porridge.He kept thanking him, and that feeling of gratitude made Zhao Hao feel very uncomfortable.

Regardless of everyone's persuasion, Zhao Hao insisted on going to the nearest seriously ill area. He and his entourage were all wearing masks and white gloves, and distributed porridge and food one by one in the seriously ill area.

Those victims who were heavily armed had trembling hands when holding the porridge bowls, and even lay down on the floor to drink porridge.In fact, none of them are serious illnesses in the true sense. They are nothing more than viral infections and severe colds. But if they don't get better, they may die within a few days.

Seeing those seriously ill victims who were dying, Zhao Hao felt chest tightness even more, so he calmly performed the life healing technique, which was worth 100 point for every 1 merits. The condition recovered a lot in an instant, and the poor victims thought that they were cured by drinking hot porridge.

Of course, Zhao Hao naturally didn't need them to be grateful for this. Keeping a low profile is the kingly way. It may not be a good thing for people to know that they have superpowers, and they might be sliced.

……

On the morning of the third day of the porridge distribution, Zhao Hao had just finished washing when Xie Yun's personal maid came to invite him, which surprised Zhao Hao.

Living a leisurely life every day, without marrying a wife or taking concubines, I haven't been to the brothel brothel since crossing, so Zhao Hao goes to bed early every day, and naturally wakes up early... His health value is close to 70. The little brother wakes him up early every morning, and it's never too late when he thinks about it.

So Zhao Shiyu and his wife have never been in the habit of urging them. They patiently wait for their precious son to have breakfast in the main hall every day. Anyway, they can't wait for long, and sometimes Zhao Hao is even earlier than them.

They sent someone to invite them today, but it was because the prefect of Jiangning sent someone to issue invitations yesterday, and hosted a banquet at the Chunfeng Building of Zhao's family. What's even more strange is that he specially invited Mr. Zhao to go with him.

Although Zhao Shiyu is a clan relative, he is only a fifth-rank post-lude official after all, and Wang Hanzhi is a fourth-rank official dispatched with real power, so naturally he would not be too neglectful of Wang Hanzhi's invitation, as he was originally a low-key person.

In the main hall, Zhao Shiyu and Xie Yun were discussing the intention of the magistrate's invitation.

Zhao Shiyu sighed slightly: "I'm afraid it's another matter of sending money and food. Even if hundreds of thousands of disaster victims only eat two meals a day, they still need to pay four hundred shi a day. We're going to finish eating."

Xie Yun said angrily: "The group of moths above have stripped away the money and food provided by the court to relieve the disaster. The entire Jiangning Mansion actually only has [-] guan of money and food."

The voices of the two were not loud, no matter how angry they were, their identities as clan members were doomed to keep their words low-key, and if they were a little careless, they would be accused of going to the capital by the troublemakers, and they would go around without food or food.

Seeing Zhao Hao's arrival, the couple stopped their discussion and began to eat.

"Are you familiar with Wang Zhifu?"

Xie Yun was very puzzled by Wang Hanzhi's invitation to Zhao Hao by name. After all, Zhao Shiyu was only the head of the family in name, but she was the real power figure.

"Perhaps, it's because the baby is so handsome." Zhao Hao was also confused.

Xie Yun knocked him on the head, but didn't ask any further questions.

Perhaps, it was Zhao Hao who shined in the palace's recruitment of relatives, which caught Wang Hanzhi's attention.

……

Chunfenglou was transferred from the Zheng family to the Zhao family, and the business was more prosperous than before, but today's fifth floor was taken over by Wang Hanzhi.

In the lobby, everyone in Jiangning City, wealthy businessmen, celebrities... gathered together.

Exquisite food, precious 20-year-old daughter red, elegant music, and several leading girls came to perform to add to the fun, and the reception standard was extremely high.

Even, in the southeast corner, there was a scene of hanging silk curtains—Wang Zhifu even invited lay monk Mei Lin to perform.

However, most of the rich and powerful who came today were absent-minded. Only when Layman Meilin played the piano, did they listen quietly and quietly, and the rest of the time they were whispering and discussing.

Although the banquet is rich, it is not a good one. Today, if the prefect invites you here, I am afraid that there will be a lot of bloodletting.Although it is said that every year there is a famine, it will be like this, but this year's disaster is more violent. More and more victims flock to Jiangning, and the number has exceeded [-]. There may be more in the future. A small number can be filled.

Especially the price of food is rising day by day, and it will break through two times and one stone. I am afraid that it may rise to three times, or even five times in the future...

Donate more, no one's money is washed away by floods; donate less, because you are afraid of falling behind and losing face.

Seeing that all the staff had arrived, Wang Hanzhi finally stood up and started the opening speech.

First, some pleasantries, followed by a description of the disaster situation, and then the recent disaster relief situation one by one, especially the consumption of money and food in extremely detailed, so as not to be suspected of corruption, and finally talked about the key points.

The important point is that the government is short of money and food, so please support me so that I can keep my reputation through the ages and accumulate merits for thousands of generations.

After Wang Zhifu finished his passionate speech, there was an instant silence in the venue, and even those who were whispering sat up straight, no one wanted to be the first to express their opinion.

There are two main reasons: first, the hole this year is really too big, it cannot be plugged with a little money and food, and no one dares to express his opinion easily; Cai Jing's master is also a master who scrapes the ground, everyone is quite afraid of him, but since this year, Cai Yi has just replaced Zhangzhuang for less than three months, and then replaced him with Wang Hanzhi. My mind is also active, not as awed and fearful as last year.

After a full two sticks of incense, Wang Hanzhi's expression became more and more awkward.

Finally, Jiang Ning's parent officer took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Shiyu's table, and stopped.

"Officer Zhao, I heard that Mr. Ling does good deeds every day, and he is willing to do good deeds. I don't know this time..."

Zhao Shiyu was still in a daze, but Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly understood Wang Hanzhi's intention for inviting him.

No wonder, all the old guys came here today, only my young master stands tall and stands tall... He turned to Xie Yun, showing the intention of asking.

Wang Hanzhi's words were actually meant for him, but Xie Yun is the one who can make the decision in the Zhao family, and the honest Zhao Shiyu is only the head of the family in name.

"Sooner or later, you will be in charge of this family. You are the master." Xie Yun said softly, her eyes full of encouragement.

Zhao Hao looked at his father again, and seeing his father nodding his head, his heart suddenly felt inexplicably warm, and he immediately stood up.

"Since the Zhao family is a family member, it should solve the worries and problems of the government, and contribute a little to the mourning souls. I, the Zhao family..."

When Zhao Hao mentioned the key point, he paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then said loudly, "I would like to give you [-] guan in relief money!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of exclamation in the lobby, and the audience was in an uproar.

PS: 1. Talking about being taken advantage of, talking about prodigal, I can only say that you have to be a big person, and if you suffer a loss, you will take advantage of it, and take advantage of it. Pirates... Becoming the protagonist of the Great Song Emperor, 2 crowns is really nothing; [-]. Recommend a good book - the world's wealthy merchants, the author is Da Luo Luo, a veteran driver of history, guaranteed character, and excellent writing.

(End of this chapter)