The best male concubine who traveled through time
Chapter 37 Disaster Relief
"3000 taels of gold?"
The person named Luo Yu was a young man in his early twenties, because he had the strongest planning ability in the family, so he had always been in charge of the account house.
Suddenly hearing that the family wanted to donate 3000 taels of gold to the affected people, I was shocked.
You know, 3000 taels of gold is a huge sum of money in his eyes, and it is inevitable that he will feel a little heartbroken if he just donates it like this.
"Patriarch, no!"
If someone disagrees, immediately yell no.
3000 taels of gold, how can you just give it to others like this?
"That's right, this is 3000 taels of gold, not 3000 taels of silver!"
For a while, all the people in the lobby were whispering to each other, discussing whether Luo Yunxiao was getting old and started to lose his mind?
"A group of idiots, short-sighted and without a pattern, really disappoints me."
Luo Yunxiao sat on the first seat, with a majestic expression, not angry and pretentious, so frightened that the timid Luo family children fell silent and dared not make a sound.
With cold eyes, he looked at the descendants of the Luo family who were lowering their heads, and snorted heavily, and said, "This Lanyue Pavilion is obviously run by the Huang family, although I don't know for the time being that the emperor played it." What kind of idea, but it's obviously aimed at our Luo family, you can't see such an obvious trick, how can I rest assured that the Luo family will be handed over to people like you when I'm a hundred years old?"
Although the descendants of the Luo family below did not dare to refute, they were somewhat indifferent in their hearts. Their Luo family was as rich as an enemy, and Jun Yi had to think carefully if he wanted to move their Luo family.
Besides, there are many officials in the court who stand by their Luo family. If Jun Yi is an enemy of their Luo family, then they don't mind replacing him as the emperor.
Let’s take a step back and say that in the holy city, there are rumors everywhere that the gods are dissatisfied with Jun Yi’s government, so heaven sent punishments, causing the holy dynasty to suffer disasters again and again. It won’t be long before people who can’t eat enough will rise up and overthrow the Jun family dynasty.
As long as they control the economic lifeline of the Holy Dynasty, it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor.
In the palace, Jun Yi was sitting behind the desk, listening to the secret guard report that the Luo family donated 3000 taels of gold, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy?
Jun Xiaoyi is the captain of the dark guards and also Jun Yi's confidant. Seeing that Jun Yi is still frowning, he is really puzzled. You know, it is a surprise that the Luo family donates so much gold. I really don't understand. , why Jun Yi is not happy?
He hesitated for a moment, and asked boldly: "Your Majesty, I don't know why the Luo family donated so much gold, why are you still a little unhappy?"
Jun Yi rubbed his temples, looking depressed, "It's good that the Luo family doesn't give alms, there is an excuse to suppress them. Now that they have given alms, I don't even know what excuse to find to suppress the Luo family."
Jun Xiaoyi was in a dazed state, he really couldn't figure out what Jun Yi was up to?
In the holy city, because the Luo family suddenly donated 3000 taels of gold, other merchants thought that the Luo family was being pressured by the emperor, thinking that the Luo family, which is so rich that they are all afraid of the current emperor, was terrified, and they all took out huge sums of money to donate to disasters. silver.
For a time, the disaster relief money reached a very considerable amount.
Hubu Shangshu looked at the golden piles of gold that filled the whole room, his eyes gleamed, and when he was thinking about how to embezzle the relief money, an imperial decree came down, which "shocked" and made his brain "humming".
The emperor actually posted the specific amount of disaster relief money on the city walls of each state and county, so that everyone would know how much the affected people would receive.
The money is transparent, how can he embezzle the disaster relief money?
When Wang He heard the news, his whole body was in a bad mood, and he secretly scolded Jun Yi for such a foolish idea, making it impossible for them to embezzle some disaster relief money.
You know, how much disaster relief money he allocated is recorded in the book. If he steals the disaster relief money privately, the officials who take over will find that the accounts do not match the disaster relief money, and they will definitely not take over.
The most hateful thing is that the emperor actually asked people to post the imperial list to all states and counties to let all the people know how much relief money they are going to receive this time.
If they embezzle disaster relief money from it, the people in all states and counties will definitely riot if they don't receive so much relief money. At that time, which state or county will make the most noise, then all the officials in that state and county will lose their hats.
"High, really high!"
Wang He gritted his teeth, feeling extremely depressed.
Wuliang Prefecture was the most severe area of the earthquake. Almost all the houses in Fengcheng collapsed. Although countless victims escaped the earthquake, they did not escape the cruelty of reality.
Numerous victims of mediocre conditions squatted on the ruins of their homes, crying and screaming that they could not live.
"I can't live anymore, I can't live without a house, heaven, earth, why are you so cruel, wanting to ruthlessly take my house away."
A man in his 30s was sitting on the ruins of his house, wiping his tears and crying loudly.
You know, this house is all his savings, so it collapsed, can he not cry?
"My child's father didn't escape, so how can we live without our orphans and widows!"
On the ruins not far away, a woman held a child in one hand and cried bitterly towards the ruins. Her two children cried heart-rendingly when they thought they would never see their father again, which made people feel distressed.
Lu Yanzhi, the prefect of Fengcheng, is the new magistrate who has just taken office. Although he is young, he has some skills. In addition, he is seeking benefits for the people, so he is very popular.
He walked on the streets of Fengcheng, which was already in ruins, and saw countless children who had lost their parents crying on the ruins. His heart ached, especially when he thought of the relief money that had just arrived.
If he were to distribute such a small amount of disaster relief money to the entire Fengcheng people, one person might not even be able to get ten cents.
He didn't know, what was this little relief money for?Is it to disgust him?
"My lord, what should we do now?" The subordinate who had been following Lu Yanzhi looked at Fengcheng who was crying everywhere, and his heart ached.
"What else can I do? Of course, continue to open warehouses to save people."
Lu Yanzhi's expression was gloomy, and his teeth itch when he thought of the corrupt officials above embezzling disaster relief money.
He dares to embezzle even disaster money, and he is not afraid of retribution.
"My lord, if we continue to open warehouses to save people, what should we use to pay the grain tax at the end of the year?"
At that time, the food tax will not be enough, but they will be beheaded. "Otherwise, what should I do? Do you want me to watch the people of Fengcheng starve to death? If this is the case, I would rather exchange my life for the lives of the people in the city."
With a determined face, Lu Yan said to the few arresters behind him: "Open the warehouse to release the grain. At that time, the grain tax will not be enough, and I will bear it alone."
"grown ups!"
Several police officers opened their mouths to persuade, but seeing Lu Yan's face of refusal, they hesitated to speak, with tears in their eyes, they turned and ran towards the magistrate's yamen.
They had just rushed a few steps away when a young man rushed over with an imperial decree in his hand, and he shouted excitedly while running: "Brother, brother, imperial decree, the emperor's imperial decree is here."
"Imperial decree?" Lu Yanzhi looked confused. How could there be an imperial decree at this time?
"Brother, it's a good thing, it's a great thing, the emperor said, first open the warehouse to release food to help the displaced people, and the relief money for rebuilding the house is coming quickly."
The young man rushed over excitedly, and handed the imperial decree to Lu Yanzhi with both hands.
Lu Yanzhi was bewildered. Didn't the relief money arrive a few days ago?Why is there still disaster relief money behind?
He took the imperial decree, opened it in a hurry, and then carefully read the words on it. When he saw the amount of relief money and relief food, his expression was disbelieving.
With this money, the entire Fengcheng can completely rebuild its former prosperity.And the huge amount of grain can fully support the people of Fengcheng until the grain matures in the next season.
What's going on here?Why did the country suddenly have so much money?
Also, with so much money, why no one dares to embezzle it?
He continued to look down, and shouted in admiration when he saw that the emperor's list was going to be posted to announce how much relief money and food the victims had received.
After the disaster relief money is made transparent, no one dares to embezzle the disaster relief money.
"The emperor's list? Where is the emperor's list?" Lu Yanzhi asked his younger brother excitedly.
The young man said excitedly: "The imperial list is in the government office. When the relief money arrives, you can post the imperial list at the gate of the city."
"Good, good, good!"
Lu Yanzhi said hello three times in a row, looked at the crying people not far away, and said loudly, "Folks, can you just sit down and listen to me?"
Lu Yanzhi's reputation was really high. As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him slowly stopped their hysterical crying, lowered their throats and looked at Lu Yanzhi.
"Folks, although the earthquake took away our homes and our loved ones, the emperor has all the people in his heart and sent a large amount of relief money, which will arrive in Fengzhou City soon."
"Cut, what's the use of that little relief money?" Some people were already dissatisfied with the current world, and snorted coldly.
Who doesn't know that the disaster relief money has been embezzled by corrupt officials at all levels, and only a few pennies are in the hands of the people.
What are you taking a few pennies for?There are not enough foundations for repairing houses.
"That's right, I'd rather not have relief money, but just ask the emperor to give us a full meal so that our children can live."
A man with four children in his arms replied loudly.
"Yes, as long as the children can live, it doesn't matter whether we die or not."
The pessimistic people couldn't help crying when they thought of their children. Their crying quickly caused a chain reaction, and the crowd that had just calmed down began to cry again.
"My fellow countrymen, can you please listen to me?"
Lu Yanzhi also knew why the people were crying, so he didn't blame them, but persuaded loudly:
"Folks, no officials dare to embezzle the relief money this year, because the emperor has issued an imperial decree, clearly stipulating how much relief money and relief food the people can receive. If anyone dares to embezzle the relief money and relief food, this official will lose his head Wu Shamao, I also want to seek justice for all the villagers."
Before the disaster relief money was not transparent, he didn't know how much relief money was distributed by the imperial court, so he didn't know how much relief money was embezzled by the people above.
But now that the disaster relief money is transparent, as long as the amount of disaster relief money he takes over is different from the amount stated in the imperial decree, he will definitely not take it over, and will sue them instead.
The person named Luo Yu was a young man in his early twenties, because he had the strongest planning ability in the family, so he had always been in charge of the account house.
Suddenly hearing that the family wanted to donate 3000 taels of gold to the affected people, I was shocked.
You know, 3000 taels of gold is a huge sum of money in his eyes, and it is inevitable that he will feel a little heartbroken if he just donates it like this.
"Patriarch, no!"
If someone disagrees, immediately yell no.
3000 taels of gold, how can you just give it to others like this?
"That's right, this is 3000 taels of gold, not 3000 taels of silver!"
For a while, all the people in the lobby were whispering to each other, discussing whether Luo Yunxiao was getting old and started to lose his mind?
"A group of idiots, short-sighted and without a pattern, really disappoints me."
Luo Yunxiao sat on the first seat, with a majestic expression, not angry and pretentious, so frightened that the timid Luo family children fell silent and dared not make a sound.
With cold eyes, he looked at the descendants of the Luo family who were lowering their heads, and snorted heavily, and said, "This Lanyue Pavilion is obviously run by the Huang family, although I don't know for the time being that the emperor played it." What kind of idea, but it's obviously aimed at our Luo family, you can't see such an obvious trick, how can I rest assured that the Luo family will be handed over to people like you when I'm a hundred years old?"
Although the descendants of the Luo family below did not dare to refute, they were somewhat indifferent in their hearts. Their Luo family was as rich as an enemy, and Jun Yi had to think carefully if he wanted to move their Luo family.
Besides, there are many officials in the court who stand by their Luo family. If Jun Yi is an enemy of their Luo family, then they don't mind replacing him as the emperor.
Let’s take a step back and say that in the holy city, there are rumors everywhere that the gods are dissatisfied with Jun Yi’s government, so heaven sent punishments, causing the holy dynasty to suffer disasters again and again. It won’t be long before people who can’t eat enough will rise up and overthrow the Jun family dynasty.
As long as they control the economic lifeline of the Holy Dynasty, it doesn't matter who becomes the emperor.
In the palace, Jun Yi was sitting behind the desk, listening to the secret guard report that the Luo family donated 3000 taels of gold, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy?
Jun Xiaoyi is the captain of the dark guards and also Jun Yi's confidant. Seeing that Jun Yi is still frowning, he is really puzzled. You know, it is a surprise that the Luo family donates so much gold. I really don't understand. , why Jun Yi is not happy?
He hesitated for a moment, and asked boldly: "Your Majesty, I don't know why the Luo family donated so much gold, why are you still a little unhappy?"
Jun Yi rubbed his temples, looking depressed, "It's good that the Luo family doesn't give alms, there is an excuse to suppress them. Now that they have given alms, I don't even know what excuse to find to suppress the Luo family."
Jun Xiaoyi was in a dazed state, he really couldn't figure out what Jun Yi was up to?
In the holy city, because the Luo family suddenly donated 3000 taels of gold, other merchants thought that the Luo family was being pressured by the emperor, thinking that the Luo family, which is so rich that they are all afraid of the current emperor, was terrified, and they all took out huge sums of money to donate to disasters. silver.
For a time, the disaster relief money reached a very considerable amount.
Hubu Shangshu looked at the golden piles of gold that filled the whole room, his eyes gleamed, and when he was thinking about how to embezzle the relief money, an imperial decree came down, which "shocked" and made his brain "humming".
The emperor actually posted the specific amount of disaster relief money on the city walls of each state and county, so that everyone would know how much the affected people would receive.
The money is transparent, how can he embezzle the disaster relief money?
When Wang He heard the news, his whole body was in a bad mood, and he secretly scolded Jun Yi for such a foolish idea, making it impossible for them to embezzle some disaster relief money.
You know, how much disaster relief money he allocated is recorded in the book. If he steals the disaster relief money privately, the officials who take over will find that the accounts do not match the disaster relief money, and they will definitely not take over.
The most hateful thing is that the emperor actually asked people to post the imperial list to all states and counties to let all the people know how much relief money they are going to receive this time.
If they embezzle disaster relief money from it, the people in all states and counties will definitely riot if they don't receive so much relief money. At that time, which state or county will make the most noise, then all the officials in that state and county will lose their hats.
"High, really high!"
Wang He gritted his teeth, feeling extremely depressed.
Wuliang Prefecture was the most severe area of the earthquake. Almost all the houses in Fengcheng collapsed. Although countless victims escaped the earthquake, they did not escape the cruelty of reality.
Numerous victims of mediocre conditions squatted on the ruins of their homes, crying and screaming that they could not live.
"I can't live anymore, I can't live without a house, heaven, earth, why are you so cruel, wanting to ruthlessly take my house away."
A man in his 30s was sitting on the ruins of his house, wiping his tears and crying loudly.
You know, this house is all his savings, so it collapsed, can he not cry?
"My child's father didn't escape, so how can we live without our orphans and widows!"
On the ruins not far away, a woman held a child in one hand and cried bitterly towards the ruins. Her two children cried heart-rendingly when they thought they would never see their father again, which made people feel distressed.
Lu Yanzhi, the prefect of Fengcheng, is the new magistrate who has just taken office. Although he is young, he has some skills. In addition, he is seeking benefits for the people, so he is very popular.
He walked on the streets of Fengcheng, which was already in ruins, and saw countless children who had lost their parents crying on the ruins. His heart ached, especially when he thought of the relief money that had just arrived.
If he were to distribute such a small amount of disaster relief money to the entire Fengcheng people, one person might not even be able to get ten cents.
He didn't know, what was this little relief money for?Is it to disgust him?
"My lord, what should we do now?" The subordinate who had been following Lu Yanzhi looked at Fengcheng who was crying everywhere, and his heart ached.
"What else can I do? Of course, continue to open warehouses to save people."
Lu Yanzhi's expression was gloomy, and his teeth itch when he thought of the corrupt officials above embezzling disaster relief money.
He dares to embezzle even disaster money, and he is not afraid of retribution.
"My lord, if we continue to open warehouses to save people, what should we use to pay the grain tax at the end of the year?"
At that time, the food tax will not be enough, but they will be beheaded. "Otherwise, what should I do? Do you want me to watch the people of Fengcheng starve to death? If this is the case, I would rather exchange my life for the lives of the people in the city."
With a determined face, Lu Yan said to the few arresters behind him: "Open the warehouse to release the grain. At that time, the grain tax will not be enough, and I will bear it alone."
"grown ups!"
Several police officers opened their mouths to persuade, but seeing Lu Yan's face of refusal, they hesitated to speak, with tears in their eyes, they turned and ran towards the magistrate's yamen.
They had just rushed a few steps away when a young man rushed over with an imperial decree in his hand, and he shouted excitedly while running: "Brother, brother, imperial decree, the emperor's imperial decree is here."
"Imperial decree?" Lu Yanzhi looked confused. How could there be an imperial decree at this time?
"Brother, it's a good thing, it's a great thing, the emperor said, first open the warehouse to release food to help the displaced people, and the relief money for rebuilding the house is coming quickly."
The young man rushed over excitedly, and handed the imperial decree to Lu Yanzhi with both hands.
Lu Yanzhi was bewildered. Didn't the relief money arrive a few days ago?Why is there still disaster relief money behind?
He took the imperial decree, opened it in a hurry, and then carefully read the words on it. When he saw the amount of relief money and relief food, his expression was disbelieving.
With this money, the entire Fengcheng can completely rebuild its former prosperity.And the huge amount of grain can fully support the people of Fengcheng until the grain matures in the next season.
What's going on here?Why did the country suddenly have so much money?
Also, with so much money, why no one dares to embezzle it?
He continued to look down, and shouted in admiration when he saw that the emperor's list was going to be posted to announce how much relief money and food the victims had received.
After the disaster relief money is made transparent, no one dares to embezzle the disaster relief money.
"The emperor's list? Where is the emperor's list?" Lu Yanzhi asked his younger brother excitedly.
The young man said excitedly: "The imperial list is in the government office. When the relief money arrives, you can post the imperial list at the gate of the city."
"Good, good, good!"
Lu Yanzhi said hello three times in a row, looked at the crying people not far away, and said loudly, "Folks, can you just sit down and listen to me?"
Lu Yanzhi's reputation was really high. As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him slowly stopped their hysterical crying, lowered their throats and looked at Lu Yanzhi.
"Folks, although the earthquake took away our homes and our loved ones, the emperor has all the people in his heart and sent a large amount of relief money, which will arrive in Fengzhou City soon."
"Cut, what's the use of that little relief money?" Some people were already dissatisfied with the current world, and snorted coldly.
Who doesn't know that the disaster relief money has been embezzled by corrupt officials at all levels, and only a few pennies are in the hands of the people.
What are you taking a few pennies for?There are not enough foundations for repairing houses.
"That's right, I'd rather not have relief money, but just ask the emperor to give us a full meal so that our children can live."
A man with four children in his arms replied loudly.
"Yes, as long as the children can live, it doesn't matter whether we die or not."
The pessimistic people couldn't help crying when they thought of their children. Their crying quickly caused a chain reaction, and the crowd that had just calmed down began to cry again.
"My fellow countrymen, can you please listen to me?"
Lu Yanzhi also knew why the people were crying, so he didn't blame them, but persuaded loudly:
"Folks, no officials dare to embezzle the relief money this year, because the emperor has issued an imperial decree, clearly stipulating how much relief money and relief food the people can receive. If anyone dares to embezzle the relief money and relief food, this official will lose his head Wu Shamao, I also want to seek justice for all the villagers."
Before the disaster relief money was not transparent, he didn't know how much relief money was distributed by the imperial court, so he didn't know how much relief money was embezzled by the people above.
But now that the disaster relief money is transparent, as long as the amount of disaster relief money he takes over is different from the amount stated in the imperial decree, he will definitely not take it over, and will sue them instead.
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