I'm a pirate at the end of Ming Dynasty

The atmosphere at the table was unusually quiet, a bit awkward. Even Zheng Zhilong, an outsider, was shocked, with a gloomy face and a burning fire in his belly.

Zhang Bingzhen's face looked ugly, as if she had just eaten a piece of dog shit. She threw her chopsticks on the table and said, "We must have run out of military rations. Look, Prime Minister Wen, how many kilograms of meat I can squeeze out of these old bones. Kill me and use me as army rations."

Wen Tiren said with a slightly harsh tone: "Master Zhang! You are the governor of a province, are you supposed to say such rogue things?"

Zhang Bingzhen flipped up her chair with a bang and shouted: "Just because I am the governor of a fucking province! I am the parent official of Zhejiang! The people are waiting for me to save their lives. How do you want me to go?" I'm asking them for food? What's wrong with me? I'm such a scoundrel! I'm not the governor! Whoever wants to be treated as such should be treated as such!"

After that, maybe he was still angry, so he picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it into pieces, but suddenly he squatted on the ground and started crying.

If Zheng Zhipeng was so frightened when he saw this scene, who would have thought that this guy still has such a side.

Wen Tiren sighed when he saw this, and personally lifted Zhang Bingzhen's chair, and then persuaded him to sit down, saying: "It's not that I don't understand the difficulties in the place. It's right for Mr. Zhang to be angry and resentful, but so is the imperial court. There is nothing you can do. Do you think you are the only one in Zhejiang that has been hit by the disaster this year? Huguang, Wuling and Lizhou have experienced disasters. More than [-] counties have been affected by the disaster. Rebels in Fujian have captured Ruijin. There has been a severe drought in the Yansui area. Nine out of ten people have left. Thief! Whose life is much better than yours in Zhejiang?

Your Majesty, don’t you want to provide disaster relief?There was a big hole in his dragon robe, and he was reluctant to replace it with a new one even after patching it. The palace was reluctant to even light candles for night lighting. The Queen was about to shed tears, but there was no way. Huang Taiji was special this year. Something is coming. Do you know that Daling City is broken?Zu Dashu is here!Sun Chengzong directly wrote to the court that if he was not given military rations, he would retreat to Shanhaiguan!How about you teach me what I can do!What can your Majesty do!What can the imperial court do if it’s so special? "

When Ying Tianfu Yin heard this, he sighed first, picked up the wine on the table and drank it. If Zhang Bingzhen hadn't gotten angry just now, he would have scolded her, but now, he couldn't do it either.

Zhang Bingzhen sighed sadly. In fact, he was angry. Otherwise, how could his city get angry with Wen Tiren? Now that the anger was out, he naturally calmed down.

"But Zhejiang cannot run out of food. Otherwise, if this place becomes like the northwest, how can the imperial court have the troops to suppress it? If war breaks out all over the south of the Yangtze River and even the southeast, whose food can the imperial court accept to fight the war?"

Wen Tiren said: "The military situation is so fierce that I have no choice but to collect military rations from your two provinces. But don't worry, I will definitely replenish this food for you. As soon as your food is on the road, I will go south to find Xiong Wencan. No matter what, We must also force him to provide grain to fill the holes in your two provinces.”

Zheng Zhilong, who had been always talking about soy sauce, opened his mouth when he heard this, as if he had something to say. How could he not know what Xiong Wencan's situation was? To be honest, he was not much better than Zhang Bingzhen. Which one of Fujian and Guangxi is the major grain producer?This year, Zhong Bin was defeated. Not only did he contribute, but Xiong Wencan was also a little exhausted. Coupled with the increasingly rampant insurrectionary forces, Xiong Wencan had to borrow money to reward the soldiers. If you continue to collect grain, you will be treating the people of the southeast as a fool. Or do you think those ethnic minorities in the south have no temper?

However, he was still unable to say these words after all. Wen Tiren glared back at him. After all, what he said was inappropriate. These were all second-grade court officials. How could he be qualified to follow him? Who told Xiong Wencan I'm not here.

"We are transferring grain from Fujian and Guangdong and Guangxi. When the grain arrives, I am afraid that we will both hang ourselves and die for our country."

Wen Tiren said: "The imperial court naturally knows the difficulties of the two adults. If we want to break this situation, there is only one feasible strategy at the moment, but we need General Zheng to help the imperial court."

When Zheng Zhilong heard that there was something of his own to do?He immediately patted his chest and said: "Mr. Wen, don't worry. Zheng has been a member of the imperial court since the day he was welcomed. The imperial court has ordered that Zheng will be involved in the disaster. If the two provinces are hit by disaster, Zheng will naturally be willing to donate his family." Save the country, Mr. Wen is telling the truth, I have plenty of money, but food...where can I buy it?"

Wen Tiren said: "General Zheng misunderstood. I am not inviting you to donate your family to save the country."

"Then the court means..."

Wen Tiren suddenly asked Zhang Bingzhen, "As far as I know, although there were more than 100 counties affected by the disaster, there were only more than 20 that suffered serious losses, and nine of them actually caused the entire county to be submerged, right?"

Zhang Bingzhen said: "Yes, the rest of the counties are easy to deal with, but in these 26 counties, people are starving to death every day. In a few days, it will be time to change children and eat. If the court does not have a solution, it will turn back." Thieves are everywhere, and by that time, it won’t just be a matter for these 26 counties, or even just the two provinces of Zhejiang and South Zhili.”

"Then, don't we need to save the nine counties that were completely flooded?"

"Everyone is dead, how can we save them?"

Wen Tiren said: "This is what the court asked General Zheng to do. There is no reason why General Zheng can't do what Liu Xiang can do."

Zheng Zhilong was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment: "What on earth is this... Wen Xiang, the lower official is stupid, I really didn't understand."

"Find a low-lying area, gather these victims together, open the gate and release the water again, and it will be over again. They are all Japanese pirates. Liu Xiang can do it, but there is no reason why General Zheng can't do it."

"........."

"........."

Zheng Zhilong was dumbfounded.

Zhang Bingzhen was stunned.

A table full of feudal officials were all confused.

"Alas, this policy is indeed too cruel. But the current situation in the imperial court can only be to cut out the flesh to mend the sores. As a last resort, there is no other way. It is better to let these victims become refugees and then harm the entire country. The southeast half, right?”

Zheng Zhilong's face suddenly looked like he was eating shit. The submissive guerrilla general disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a king who had been sailing the sea for more than ten years. He looked Wen Tiren up and down with squinted eyes.

"Xiang Wen is drunk, so he must be talking drunken words."

"This is your Majesty's intention and the court's intention."

Zheng Zhilong sneered when he heard this, stretched out his hand and said: "Bring the imperial edict, the cabinet's votes, and the ceremonial supervisor's robe, everything must be missing. Otherwise, if the situation is exposed, you will put all the shit on my head, and I will not be able to do it." I can’t afford such a heinous crime!”

"How can there be an imperial decree for this...this kind of thing? But I have a handwritten letter from His Majesty..."

"Whatever is written in handwriting or not, the central purpose is the central purpose. Just say, yes or no."

"No."

"If it's not the purpose, then it's just waste paper. Lord Wen, it's better not to take it out. Although the general Zhao'an has always been well-behaved over the years, he is not a fool, let alone treating the general like a dog. Let's say goodbye. "

After that, Zheng Zhilong stood up, raised his leg and kicked down the table full of food and wine before walking away.