Raising Wolves

Yu Shurong is a co-magistrate of Ji'an Prefecture, and he only took office last year. He doesn't know Jiangyou's official situation, and his foundation is still shallow.

When the flood disaster in Jiangyou first appeared, he suggested that the magistrate Zhao Zhengde report it, but he was suppressed.

When the flood situation became more and more serious, and even an epidemic appeared, he simply passed Zhao Zhengde and begged the governor Pan Jingmin to report to the court, but he still did not get permission.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and decided to report to the higher level. Together with a few colleagues, he jointly wrote a note and sent it to the capital. Who knew that Pan Jingmin had noticed all of this, and the note was robbed halfway, and the group of them were imprisoned. into prison.

These days, except for the messengers who would bring them food, almost no one remembered them.

After staying in the dark prison for a long time, his spirit was extremely depressed. Yu Shurong could only talk to the mouse to relieve his boredom. The official who occasionally came to deliver food saw it, and his eyes seemed to be looking at a lunatic.

Yu Shurong is very calm, anyway, as long as he hasn't heard the mouse reply, his mind should be fine.

Today's lunch was delayed.

With his hands behind his back, Yu Shurong paced in the cell, looking beyond the iron bars from time to time.

It always feels like something is going to happen.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside, and a large number of officials came in, unlocked the prison door, and said with an uncharacteristically kind attitude, "Master Yu, please come out."

Yu Shurong's heart tightened, and he felt cold in an instant.

Could it be that Pan Jingmin is ready to kill someone?With so many people, he planned to kill them all?

After he was dizzy before his eyes, he asked dryly, "Can I write a suicide note to my old lady first?"

The leader of the messenger was stunned for a while, realizing what he meant, he quickly waved his hand: "You misunderstood, Pan Jingmin and others related to him have been imprisoned and are in urgent need of accountability. There is no one in the official office right now. Your Majesty asks you Take the post of magistrate temporarily."

"What?" Yu Shurong suspected that he hadn't woken up, and was a little confused, "You said... who is here?"

"By the way, you don't know yet," the officer rubbed his hands, "Your Majesty has come from the capital himself!"

Your Majesty... came in person?

Yu Shurong was stunned for a long time, walked out of the prison, and looked towards the direction of the door that was faintly shining with light.

He seemed to see that the black mist covering the top of Jiangyou, like the distance of the prison, dissipated the darkness and became brighter.

There are too many problems accumulated by Jiangyou.

What urgently needs to be solved are the three major problems of river bank bursting, disease spread, and homelessness. The flood must be controlled as soon as possible, the refugees should be resettled, and the injured should be treated.

So after Pan Jingmin and others were imprisoned, Lu Qingze and Ning Juan couldn't relax either.

Jin Yiwei, who had arranged to be on the right side of the river in advance, handed over the list of officials who had connections with Pan Jingmin. Pan Jingmin and others went in too quickly, and before the news got out, another batch went in.

A bunch of officials who were imprisoned for making secret reports before were released and returned to their original positions, or filled the vacant seats, each performing their duties, and waiting for future rewards.

Ning Juan took over the power of Jiangyou with full authority, and ordered the governments to report the food storage situation, immediately build resettlement centers and patient centers, open warehouses to release food, and relieve the victims.

At the same time, Lu Qing also walked into the shelf warehouse where the archives were stored in Ji'an Mansion, opened up Jiangyou's flood records over the years, sorted out the previous treatment plans, combined with what he had learned along the way, and considered the water control method suitable for the current situation Law.

Ji'an prefecture was prosperous, and it was also the first to suffer from floods, so if you look at the affected prefectures, no matter how many victims there are in Lingshan Temple.

Ning Juan ordered Zheng Yao to order people, and led the officers and soldiers with the imperial physician and the doctor who had been summoned to check and resettle the victims one by one. After the resettlement was completed, the infected people could be placed in the sick center for treatment.

Those who are in good health can temporarily stay in Lingshan Temple and wait for the embankment to be built. They can sign up voluntarily and receive wages to work.

Because the disease has an incubation period of several days, people who are suspected of being infected have to observe in the back mountain of Lingshan Temple for a few days, and only after confirming that they are correct can they return to Lingshan Temple.

Several imperial doctors also set off after receiving the order, but they were not as fast as the martial arts practitioners. Zheng Yao was half a day late, and came with a hundred forbidden troops from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Jin Yiwei rode a horse and galloped between various prefectures, looking for a famous doctor in Jiangyou, and discussing with the imperial physician how to treat the patients and find a cure for the epidemic.

A series of orders were sent out in an orderly manner, and the chaotic Jiang You seemed to have regained a backbone, and everyone, big and small, revolved around Ning Juan.

But unexpectedly, the official office of Ji'an Mansion was empty, there was no food in stock, and it was so clean that mice would not bother to patronize it.

Jiangyou was not allowed to communicate with the outside world for many days, and the medicinal materials stored in the major pharmacies in the city were not enough for such a huge number of victims.

Ning Juan lifted his thin eyelids after listening to the report of the imperial army, and said softly, "You have found the wrong place."

Two hours later, Zheng Yao led a group of Jinyi guards and rode into the Hongdu mansion on fast horses, like a gangster, causing the people to crane their necks to peek.

Zheng Yao got the order, with a clear goal, came to the most luxurious mansion in Hongdu Mansion, glanced at the word "Pan's Mansion" on the plaque, sneered, and stretched out his hand to signal the people around him to hand over a bow and nock an arrow Pull the string, "take" the ground with an arrow, and shoot through the plaque.

Unbiased, just shot in the middle of the word "Pan".

Immediately, he swaggered open the door of Pan Jingmin's house, and in the exclamation of the porter, he led the people in a file: "Jinyiwei is doing business, take them all!"

As Ning Juan expected, Pan Jingmin was indeed very rich.

The farmland and food were flooded by the flood outside. Not only the affected victims were starving, but ordinary people in other prefectures also cut down on food and clothing. Medicinal materials and food.

Tomorrow morning, there will be porridge for disaster relief, but Ji'an Mansion is in short supply of food, and it won't last for a few days. Seeing this, Zheng Yao groaned, and happily told people to move out and prepare to take them away.

After inspecting several warehouses, he wandered to Pan Jingmin's private warehouse again, kicked it open violently as before, and the warehouse door was opened, and there were piles of boxes full of them, looking plain and unpretentious, and he didn't know what was in them.

Zheng Yao took two steps forward, drew out the saber at his waist and slashed violently, the iron lock fell to the ground with a click, he opened the box casually, and his breath suddenly stopped.

Everyone around took a breath.

It turned out to be a box full of gold ingots!

Everyone was dazzled by the box full of gold, swallowed subconsciously, and their eyes lit up: "Boss, the other boxes here are all..."

"Mother, I have never seen so much gold in my life."

"This ingot has been worth my salary for several years... With so much gold, why should I be an official? Why don't you go home and enjoy the blessings!"

With the huge wealth in front of it, it is inevitable that some people will have some thoughts, dozens of pairs of eyes are staring at the golden gold, and their hearts are pounding.

Zheng Yao also stared at the box of gold, struggled for a few seconds, closed the box with a "bang", sat down on it, and said coldly: "Who said just now that you don't want to be an official? Stand up, and I'll change it when I go back." I took your job."

"Statistics, count the number, I have a rough idea, dare to throw an ingot, chop off your dog's head and give it to Your Majesty!"

The gold ingot disappeared from the sight, and everyone came back to their senses in embarrassment. Thinking of the His Majesty who was sitting in Ji'an Mansion at this moment, they shuddered, and silently put away their eager thoughts: "Yes!"

The food and medicinal materials were all moved out, ready to be brought back to Ji'an Mansion for donation, Zheng Yao suppressed the news of the pile of boxes full of gold ingots, and when he returned to Ji'an, he immediately took the counted The list was reported to Ning Juan.

Ning Juan glanced casually, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Integer?"

Zheng Yao guessed the meaning behind Ning Juan's words, and said with a dry smile: "Return to Your Majesty, the brothers are dedicated to serving His Majesty, and it is impossible to steal. Naturally, it is an integer."

Ning Juan half-closed his eyes and stared at him for a while.

Zheng Yao lowered his head, but could still feel the strong and sharp gaze, and the cold sweat could be seen. After a while, he heard Ning Juan snort softly from his nasal cavity, with a half-smile: "Really."

There was no emotion in the voice, and the meaning was vague.

This response was like a half-fallen stone. Zheng Yao was scratching his ears and cheeks when someone walked in from outside the door. His voice was as cold as jade, but with a touch of gentleness: "I counted the food brought by Commander Zheng, and I'm afraid it still won't last. To the imperial court for disaster relief."

After a pause, he realized that the atmosphere was not right, and wondered, "What's wrong?"

Here comes the savior!

Zheng Yao was overjoyed.

As expected, the terrifying sight that shrouded him moved away the next moment, and His Majesty's voice even brought a smile, turning his face like turning over a book: "Commander Zheng also confiscated 20 taels of gold at Pan Jingmin's house." ——Get up, you've worked hard, except for the gold and other valuables in Pan Jingmin's house, let your subordinates take whatever they want."

Zheng Yao's eyes widened: "Take it casually? Is Your Majesty telling the truth?"

Ning Juan glanced at him: "Is there a time when I don't mean what I say?"

Taifu Lu is indeed His Majesty's good medicine.

Zheng Yao was so happy that she almost burst out laughing, and quickly thanked her with a grin.

The little boy also knew to give Tianzao.

Lu Qing looked at this scene from the side, feeling quite relieved, and didn't express any opinion. After Zheng Yao had had enough fun, he asked, "Commander Zheng, did you find the letters between Pan Jingmin and Wei Herong at Pan Jingmin's house? "

Mentioning this, Zheng Yao suppressed the irrepressible smile on the corner of his mouth, frowned and said: "I have searched, but there is nothing, I am afraid it was hidden elsewhere, the worst case is that it has been burned, but even if it is burned Correspondence and ledgers will not be burned. Even the dogs in Pan's house have been taken away, and the officials will interrogate Pan Jingmin overnight."

The last two sentences were addressed to Ning Juan.

Ning Juan said "Yes" and said, "Let's go to work."

Zheng Yao strolled out in a happy mood, ready to go to Hongdu Mansion again with his brothers.

After Zheng Yao left, Ning Juan's expression calmed down completely: "Why is the teacher here?"

"I looked up Jiangyou's records of floods in previous years, and wrote down some measures to control the floods." Lu Qing handed the stacked pieces of paper to Ning Juan, "Let's see how it goes."

With modern scientific water control methods, Lu Qing has a deep understanding of the causes and treatment of the floods on the right side of the river, so he came here specially.

If the flood is not cured and the refugees are not removed, this is the root cause. Only when the flood flooding is resolved, the people can go back to farming and live with peace of mind, rebuild their homes, and the society will be stable.

Ning Juan took it over and opened it, while Lu Qing summarized the causes of floods in previous years and the solutions, and then analyzed the current situation. The language was simple, and only a piece of paper was used, but they were all very accurate. The remaining few pages were all about flood control. He also drew a simple schematic diagram of the plan, which was well-organized and as calm as he himself.

Ning Juan looked at it, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously smiled: "Teacher writes very well, and draws well."

It was almost evening, and after coming to Ji'an Mansion in the morning, Lu Qing didn't even have time to drink a cup of hot tea. Seeing that there was hot tea on Ning Juan's table, he picked it up bluntly, warmed his hands, sipped, and raised his eyes: "how?"

Ning Juan read it again and nodded: "I think it is feasible, so I will call the acting prefect of Ji'an."

Lu Qing didn't stay any longer, and went back to continue to prepare and count the supplies. When he left, he even took the teacup away.

He walked unhurriedly, and after walking for a while, he met Yu Shurong, who was called to face the saint, and nodded politely at him.

Yu Shurong had just been released from the prison, and there was a lot of complicated affairs to meet him head-on. Apart from knowing that His Majesty was coming, he didn't know who was following him. He didn't realize who it was for a while, so he nodded in confusion, and quickly walked into the room , saluted: "I have seen His Majesty."

Ning Juan gave a flat "hmm" and handed over Lu Qingze's manuscript: "Look."

Yu Shurong hurriedly took it with both hands, looked carefully, and clicked his tongue from time to time, feeling surprised. After reading it, he raised his head with bright eyes: "Your Majesty, who wrote this water control plan? It's really well written!"

I was too excited, and I didn't notice that my tone was not very respectful.

"My teacher." Ning Juan didn't care about it, but because someone praised Lu Qingze, the corner of his mouth ticked silently.

Yu Shurong reacted abruptly.

I heard that before the death of the first emperor, he appointed the young champion Lu Qing to the new emperor as a teacher. That grand tutor was framed by the eunuchs and almost lost his life. Later, in order to protect the new emperor, his face was injured, and he has been in and out since then. They all wear a silver mask and no longer show their true appearance.

A frail young man wearing a silver mask.

Isn't it the person he met on the road when he came here just now!

God, he missed the opportunity to communicate with Lu Qingze!

Yu Shurong was rather embarrassed, read the manuscript again, and gave affirmation: "I think that the water can be controlled according to Taifu Lu's thinking."

"Well, let's arrange it today. If there are not enough people, come and ask me."

Ning Juan felt thirsty, and subconsciously reached out to grab the teacup, but he didn't touch it, and was taken aback for a moment, only to remember that the teacup had been taken away by Lu Qingze, and laughed dumbfounded in his heart.

Yu Shurong answered yes repeatedly, turned around and left with the manuscript.

Before he could cross the threshold, he heard His Majesty's cool voice coming from behind: "You should make a copy of this water control plan yourself, and send the original manuscript back to me, even one less copy will do."

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Yu Shurong's heart was in a mess: "...The minister obeys the order."

After sorting out the situation in Jiangyou a little bit, it was already late at night.

All kinds of small troubles are still too numerous to enumerate. The hidden victims do not trust the government. Even if they hear that the emperor himself has arrived, they will suspect that it is a fake.

There is not enough food and medicinal materials for disaster relief. Although the imperial court has made arrangements in advance, they cannot arrive immediately.

Ning Juan decided to temporarily transfer from the affluent Jiangsu and Zhejiang next door to relieve the urgent need, but how to get the team from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to hand over the relief supplies is also a small problem.

No evidence of Pan Jingmin's collusion with Wei Herong was obtained. Pan Jingmin acted recklessly and recklessly, but he was very cautious in this regard. None of his regular wife, eighteen concubines, and eight children could provide effective clues, probably Having been beaten by Wei Herong, he knew to hide it well.

And the most urgent thing at present, the water control plan is in place, but the prescription for epidemic control is still nothing...

Ning Juan rummaged through the paperwork in the study for a while, thinking about every question while reading it, until the lights flickered, and then he remembered in a trance that the slow and fast beating sound seemed to be too loud, and now it is probably far away. The fifth watch is not far away.

During the time when he came to Jiangyou from Jiangsu and Zhejiang on the road, he was wearing the stars and wearing the moon. He didn't have a good rest, and he hardly closed his eyes. Today, he has been dealing with business until this time, and Ning Juan is inevitably a little tired.

He sat for a while, and suddenly wanted to see Lu Qingze, so he got up and walked out of the study at random.

The dark guard silently followed with a lantern.

It was the darkest time before dawn, there was no one around, everything was shrouded in the cold night, only the hazy yellowish light of the lanterns, clearing a way forward like melting snow.

A large number of officials were released from the prison, leaving a lot of space. They temporarily lived in the official office of Ji'an Mansion, while Lu Qing lived in a guest courtyard, and should have rested long ago.

Ning Juan originally planned to take a look at Lu Qingze before going back, but when he walked into the yard, he found that the candles in Lu Qingze's wing were still on.

He was slightly taken aback, suspecting that Lu Qingze was too tired, and forgot to blow out the candle while falling asleep, and signaled the hidden guard not to follow in, walked over and knocked on the door lightly.

Lu Qing had just finished flipping through a few volumes, washed up a bit, wiped himself off, put on his coat and was about to lie down, got up tired to blow out the candles, and was seriously considering whether to learn from a martial arts master, throwing something away The candle went out.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head and knew who it was. He was lazily leaning against the bed, his body was sore and tired, and he didn't want to move: "Come in, the door is not locked."

Sure enough, when the door opened, it was Ning Juan who walked in.

The young emperor was dressed in cold clothes, although there was a touch of black and blue under his eyes, there was no trace of fatigue on his handsome face, his body was still as straight as a green pine, and he had a natural royal upbringing demeanor.

Lu Qing has endured until now, exhausted and sleepy, he couldn't help but sighed enviously, "It's nice to be young", and yawned a little: "It's so late, don't go to rest, find me Is something wrong?"

Ning Juan did still have one thing in mind, and looked down between his legs: "Teacher, let me see your legs."

Lu Qing was woken up by yawning.

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