I am not Song Qinzong

In late June, the rain suddenly became heavier, especially around Taihu Lake.

As a result, the river broke its embankment, the flood flooded out of the lakeside pond, and the fertile land in the mountains suddenly became the country of Ze.

"The little house is located on a high ground, and has never been flooded before, but this time it was not spared.

Fortunately, the terrain is slightly higher, and some belongings were robbed, and people were safe and sound. "Wei Jia rubbed his eyes and said.

You Zi vividly remembered the process of the house plopping into the water.

"Even if it wasn't for the flood, why would the house collapse?" Liang Hongyu asked.

"Miss, I don't know. Among us, only the Wei family has a higher terrain." Li Dazhuang said: "The little family is by the river, the terrain is low-lying, when the embankment burst, it was washed away by the water, and it is the family... ..."

Li Dazhuang's eyes were red, and he was silent for a moment, before continuing: "I was the only one among the five members of the family who survived. Neither the children nor their mothers were found, and none of the belongings were snatched."

"It's like a small house on a high terrain. The earth wall has been rained for a long time, and it is already wet and limp. When the base of the wall is completely submerged in water, it immediately falls apart, and the house is naturally not safe." Wei Jia said.

At this time in the countryside, most people still have adobe thatched houses, and they are most afraid of flooding.

"I waited all the way to escape, and what I saw along the way, only the city was intact, the towns outside the city were not a single one, and the rural villages were even more of a memory.

When I waited to catch fish and shrimp to satisfy my hunger, I often saw swollen corpses soaked in water, but no one came to take care of them. "Du Xin said.

In short, the consequences of this small flood have been very serious.

Numerous houses collapsed, many civilians were killed and injured, and the survivors lost their family assets.

"Did the local government provide disaster relief?" Zhao Huan asked.

"Hmph." Wei Jia said with a sneer, "When the water recedes, the yamen servants will come, but when they arrive, it's not to relieve the hungry, but to remind the class!"

"How unreasonable!" Zhao Huan was furious.

Reminding the class is to settle the taxes owed over the years.

Those who owe taxes are originally poor people. At this time, all their wealth has been taken away by the flood. How can they pay their taxes?

"Not only the tax arrears over the years, but also the autumn tax and various miscellaneous taxes this year are also under urging." Wei Jia continued.

"How can I pay the tax?" Liang Hongyu said.

Wei Jia smiled bitterly and said, "It can't be finished in the first place. Those who have land sell their land, and those who don't have land are small sellers. If they can't do it, they sell themselves as slaves."

"Sure enough!"

The nameless fire went straight to Tianling, Zhao Huan wished he could raise his troops immediately to find all those dog officials and kill them.

Liang Hongyu said: "There are hands and feet, how can we not gather to resist?"

"The roads are completely destroyed, it is not easy for the people to gather, officers and soldiers block the roads everywhere, even if they resist, they cannot gather people.

With bare hands, how can you beat those with knives and guns?It's just a waste of life. "Wei Jia said.

Zhao Huan asked again: "How did you get to Runzhou?"

Wei Jia said: "Of course I won't be embarrassed when I hand over the field, so I staggered to the foot of Runzhou City."

"It's understandable that they invaded the fields. Why did they recruit so many refugees? Rebellion?" Liang Hongyu captured another important point.

Wei Jiadao: "There are many workshops in Jiangnan, and there are important people everywhere.

Without a field, I can't wait to go to the workshop to work, how can I survive?Those who sold themselves as slaves, as long as they stuttered, they saved their wages.

Such a lucrative business, those dog officials and wealthy businessmen will naturally do it. "

After finishing speaking, Wei Jia bowed down again, and said, "Please let the Shangguan be the master."

"Don't worry!" Zhao Huan helped him up and said, "When the official's personal guards arrive, I will definitely make the decision for you!"

"Not only to help you restore your homeland, but also to return the stolen fields." Zhao Huan added.

"Thank you Lian Visiting Envoy." Wei Jia thanked him.

The originally lifeless expression regained a little anger.

Next to him, Liu Ziyi sighed: "Natural disasters and people can save themselves, but man-made disasters kill people, so what?"

Thinking that most of Wei Jia and others are penniless, they still staggered to Runzhou, why?

Thanks to the gift of nature.

At this time in July, the south of the Yangtze River is full of water systems, and the vegetation is naturally flourishing. Although there is no food, wild vegetables, grass roots, and bark can all be kept alive.

If you catch long worms, frogs, fish and shrimp, you can also enjoy a meal of meat.

If the government just does nothing, they will struggle slowly, and sooner or later they will be able to rebuild their houses and resume farming.

However, in order to occupy the fields, they oppressed the victims openly, leaving no way for them to survive.

"These people's consciences have been eaten by dogs." Liang Hongyu pouted.

"What is conscience? It's already rotten!" Zhao Huan sneered, and said, "Zhao Hu, Yang Ming, contact Yu Ren Wang Lun immediately, and carefully inquire about the situation in Su, Chang, and Hu."

"Yes." The two guards took the order and left.

Zhao Huan asked again: "When you get here, is there any relief?"

"There is a big family who donates some porridge every day, but there is no movement from the government." Wei Jia said.

Zhao Huan said to Wei Jia: "Tell the people here that there will be a fleet arriving at dawn, and on it will be the food prepared by the East Palace, which will feed everyone."

"His Royal Highness is merciful!" Wei Jia and others bowed north.

"It's the imperial court that owes you, so don't be too grateful." Liang Hongyu sneered.

Wei Jia said: "Your Highness is kind, and you have the appearance of a wise monarch. We have heard of it. If we ascend the throne, we will have a good life."

"Yes." Li Dazhuang continued: If we hadn't placed our hopes on the crown prince, I'm afraid we would have to seek refuge with Ming..."

Xu Shi felt that he had missed something, so Li Dazhuang shut up in time.

Mingjiao, whose real name is Manichaeism, originated from the Persian Sasanian Dynasty and was introduced to China during the Tang Dynasty.

In order to adapt to the customs of the Central Plains, the development of Mingjiao was mixed with Taoism, Buddhism, and White Lotus. At this time, most of its believers respected Zhangjiao as the ancestor, respected Mani as the god of light, and worshiped the sun and the moon.

The believers wear white clothes, advocate vegetarianism, abstinence from alcohol, and naked burials; they pay attention to solidarity and mutual assistance, and they are called a family, believing that the forces of light in the world will eventually defeat the forces of darkness.

Because of the government's strict crackdown, Mingjiao activities have become more secretive, and because of its vegetarian diet, the government often calls it a vegetable eater.