"A family that accumulates good deeds will surely be blessed. If you can save hundreds of thousands of people in the disaster area this time, it will be considered as your immeasurable merit. Not only will the heavens bless you, but this temple master will also reward those who have made outstanding contributions."

As soon as Chen Qingzhu finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up and they were eager to try.

All the blessings from God are empty.

The reward from the temple master must be magic dew or a chance to cure illness and save lives, which is what everyone dreams of!

"The master of the temple has led us to be good and to accumulate virtue for ourselves and our descendants. How can we let him down?"

Qin Dafu stood up and said excitedly:

"As long as the master of the temple orders us, our Qin family will do our utmost to save the victims!"

Qin Dafu's statement inspired many other believers to not be outdone. They expressed their willingness to obey the orders of the temple master and go all out to save the victims.

Chen Qingzhu was very satisfied with Qin Dafu's leading role.

"In that case, let's discuss how to arrange and distribute disaster relief."

"Yan Shanxin, you used to be a local official. Tell me how to provide relief for flood disasters."

Yan Tongzhi, who was named, felt excited.

The master first asked him to make the decision, which shows that the master values ​​and recognizes his ability, so he must perform well.

Although he had never provided flood relief, he was a well-read and learned man.

With the same seriousness as when he wrote essays for the imperial examinations, Yan Tongzhi thought for a moment and replied:

"When dealing with floods, the first priority is prevention. Clear the river, repair the riverbanks, and relocate the victims."

"For the first two, dredging the river needs to be done in the dry season, and it is too late now. As for repairing the river bank, it is not a one-day job, and it costs a lot of money and labor. It needs to be approved by the Ministry of Works, and local officials need to cooperate vigorously. This is also best done in the dry season. Now we can only temporarily raise the height. If there is a major flood, it will be useless. Master, do you know the water level of the flood?"

Chen Qingzhu tells what he saw in his previous life:

"More than 20 days later, there was heavy rain in the upper reaches for five or six consecutive days, and the river water surged and rushed in with extremely strong force."

Yan Tongzhi shook his head and sighed:

"The only thing we can do now is to relocate the victims. This will preserve the people's wealth to the greatest extent possible, reduce the famine of the people after the disaster, and also reduce the burden of relief."

In his previous life, Chen Qingzhu wandered as a wandering soul for eight years after his death. He did see some capable officials dealing with floods, and they were indeed similar to what Yan Tongzhi said.

She nodded approvingly and let Yan Tongzhi continue.

Yan Tongzhi then talked about post-disaster relief measures, how to solve the problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation, how to prevent epidemics that gather among the people, how to use work-for-relief to help the people become self-reliant, and so on.

After listening to this, Chen Qingzhu looked at everyone with a smile, as if asking for their opinions:

"What do you think?"

Qin Dafu has always been the one who can best understand the master's thoughts.

Since the temple master has such a kind heart, as a role model for believers, he naturally has to set a good example.

He couldn't think of any way to provide disaster relief, but he could guide everyone to donate money and effort.

So he immediately said:

"Master, I am not as talented as Lord Yan, and I can't think of many solutions. The matter of relocating the people involves the government, and I can't help."

"But I can provide 8,000 taels of oilcloth for the victims to build tents, and donate another 5,000 taels to buy disaster relief food. In addition, as Lord Yan mentioned, I can hire an extra 100 workers in my dyeing workshop."

While thinking about it, he said:

"Alas, my dyeing workshop can only provide too few workers... So, how about recruiting another group of craftsmen to expand the Salesian Hall for Cihang Temple? There are so many victims this time, and I'm afraid there will be many orphans. It seems that there won't be enough space to accommodate them..."

Chen Qingzhu nodded as he listened, looking at him with satisfaction in his eyes.

The wealthy businessmen nearby became very anxious upon seeing this. They couldn't let the Qin family steal all the limelight!

The wealthy businessman surnamed Wang was the first to speak:

"Master, my family is mainly engaged in the rice business. We can provide 20,000 dan of grain to the victims, and we can also recruit 100 people as dock porters..."

Twenty thousand shi of grain is two million jin, which is quite a lot.

Chen Qingzhu cast an admiring look at him:

"Twenty thousand dan of grain will surely save countless victims. The good believers will do immeasurable good deeds!"

Wang the rich businessman was so excited by her praise that he felt that if he performed better, he would be able to surpass Qin Dafu's family and become the most favored one in the heart of the temple master!

So he added:

"Master, I will donate another 10,000 taels of charity to the disaster victims!"

Seeing that the temple master nodded with satisfaction, Mr. Wang was very excited.

The other wealthy businessmen were also unwilling to let Wang steal the limelight, and they rushed to speak:

"Master, I see that the road leading to the city is narrow and difficult to navigate. I am willing to fund the widening of the road by ten feet, and all the workers will be recruited from the disaster victims! Yes, the open space for the carriage also needs to be widened, and I will also donate 11,000 taels of charity..."

"Master, my family is engaged in military supply orders, and can provide manual labor for the elderly, the weak, women and children for a total of 20,000 taels!"

"Master, my family is unable to expand production and recruit workers, but I can donate 25,000 taels of silver to the victims!"

"Master, my family runs a medicinal materials business and can provide 30,000 taels of epidemic prevention medicinal materials to the disaster victims..."

……

In short, those who can donate materials should donate materials, and those who can provide jobs should provide jobs. Those who can't do either should donate money.

The last person to speak always tries to suppress the previous one.

Chen Qingzhu listened quietly, and her eyes would fall on whoever spoke, full of approval.

Several followers of the government standing by, seeing the wealthy business group taking the spotlight, were also thinking hard about what they could do to help.

Lady Dingguo recalled her master's instructions, pondered for a moment, and said quickly:

"Master, my Duke can make direct suggestions to His Majesty. We can send an urgent memorial to His Majesty five hundred miles away to facilitate the early relocation of the disaster victims!"

Chen Qingzhu naturally knew the weight of Duke Dingguo in front of the emperor. Basically, if he took action, the matter would be accomplished.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you two!"

Yan Tongzhi watched as everyone spoke enthusiastically, and he was afraid that he would fall behind.

But in terms of financial resources, he certainly couldn't compete with those wealthy businessmen. After thinking for a while, he came up with a plan. When he heard the Duke's wife's speech, he immediately said:

"Madam, the government should be the main force in disaster relief. When you write a letter to the Duke, please ask Nandu City to be responsible for accepting the victims and opening warehouses for relief! This way, I can let go and preside over Nandu City's relief work."

If he rashly opened the granaries and released grain without his superiors' permission, he would be chopped off even if he had a hundred heads.

Chen Qingzhu said:

"Yan Shanxin's point makes sense. What do you think, Zhou Shanxin?"

Zhou is the surname of the Duke's wife.

The abbot had spoken, so how could she refuse? Moreover, what Yan Tongzhi said did make sense.

"I was not thoughtful enough just now. I will follow what Master Yan said."

Seeing that everyone donated generously and tried to show off in front of the temple master, Zheng Yuannai was as anxious as an ant in a frying pan.

He had never given up the idea of ​​taking the lead. Now was a great opportunity to show himself, but he didn't say a word and let others take the limelight.

How can this be done!

After thinking hard for a long time, he finally had an idea and said quickly:

"Master, on behalf of the Zheng family, I am willing to donate 10,000 taels of silver to disaster relief!"

Although ten thousand taels was a huge sum of money, it pales in comparison to the generous donations from the wealthy merchants in front. Chen Qingzhu simply nodded indifferently.

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