Wucheng County, Nanxun Town.
Folk have always had the saying that "a city in Huzhou, less than half a town in Nanxun", the elegant and beautiful scenery of Nanxun, just like an elegant and beautiful lady, always make people forget.
At present, Nanxun has also experienced the ravages of heavy rain and floods, but everyone's girlfriends are everyone's girlfriends in the end, although they are ravaged and the flowers are bleak, the alluring charm is not a little less.
Xia Xun, accompanied by Fu Sheng, the commander of Wucheng County, first went to Nanxun, and then to the villages below the town.
Before Xia Xun came, Wucheng County ordered Master Fu Sheng Fu to know that the prefect had planted it, so he saw Xia Xun trembling, lest something go wrong.
Naturally, the extravagant pomp and circumstance did not dare to have it anymore, and when Fu Xianling went out, he deliberately changed into a half-new, wrinkled official uniform, and deliberately rubbed some mud under the official uniform on the edge of his own pond.
Wucheng County is a rich place, in order to be able to be an official here, Fu County Order is not less than Chang Yinglin, and it is also common to send silver to women, but those who flatter Shangguan are not necessarily corrupt officials, Fu County Orders still cherish the local government.
He studied hard for ten years, was a high school jinshi, and it was normal for him to be the seventh grade in Wucheng County, and he also wanted to make some political achievements.
However, in the extremely complex place of officialdom, how can everything but from the heart of Hairui spotless, with a clean breeze on his sleeves, leaving only a clear name for himself, and nothing can be achieved for the country and the people.
Qi Jiguang bribed and sent beautiful women, and it was true that he was flattering, but he made a vigorous career and was a real national hero.
People's surnames are very complicated, and only in the eyes of those who think very simply, they will think that black is black, white is white, and a good official must have no shortcomings, and a dull official must be useless.
In a complex environment, sometimes in order to do things and protect yourself, you have to do something against your will.
Fu Sheng is such a person, in the face of a black-hearted official, if he wants to keep his official position, he can't help but do something to cater to his wishes, but for the local people, he still does his duty as an official as much as possible within his ability.
But he also used some scheming methods.
Xia Xun didn't feel sorry for him, seeing that Wucheng County took in many victims, Fu County also called on the local gentry to come forward and set up many porridge sheds to help the people, and this time he was careful and carefully checked, it was indeed not a face project, and his performance was still very recognized.
Accompanied by Fu County's order, Xia Xun only stayed in Nanxun for a short time, and then began to inspect the villages and towns below.
Some villages and towns have been seriously affected, and some villages and towns have now receded from flooding, and the local areas are cleaning up the silt, cremating the rotting corpses, and using some simple methods to disinfect and prevent the epidemic, all of which are the experiences that the people have explored for thousands of years.
The ancients were not ignorant of post-disaster epidemic prevention, and many times the post-disaster epidemic was not because they did not understand this knowledge, but because they did not have the corresponding conditions.
When he couldn't find a single branch of dry firewood, didn't have an iron pot, and his hands were empty and his throat was smoking, even if he knew that it was better to drink boiled water than cold water, what was the use of rotting human and animal corpses everywhere, and when those who survived were shaking when they walked, even if he knew that the corpses should be cremated or buried deep to prevent the plague, who could go deep into the disaster area to do it Fortunately, the eastern part of Zhejiang is a rich land in the whole country, despite the disaster, the family foundation is still there, and the disaster relief work is much stronger than that of poor and backward areas, Xia Xun felt a lot more at ease.
Xia Xun found Xiaoye'er Village, to be precise, he found the place that was originally Xiaoye'er Village.
Standing on the boat, looking at the place that was originally a small village, Xia Xun's expression was dazed.
It's been a long time since the rainstorm season, and the area is still half-submerged, so you can imagine how badly it was in the first place.
This is a slum, the resettlement is the old department of Zhang Shicheng, a group of untouchables who are not even allowed to farm, can only do some chores to make a living, their houses are simple can be imagined, now the water has receded more than half, but Xia Xun looked around, stunned that he didn't see a roof, all the houses collapsed, he could recognize here, just because Xiaoyeer Village has not changed much in the past ten years, especially the village pattern, so from some ruins and broken walls that slightly expose the water surface, from a few of the big trees of the locust willow that he occasionally recalled in his dreams, He could vaguely remember the whole village.
The first place he saw when he came into this world was this, which was the equivalent of the place where he was born.
At that time, he was lying by the river, and Uncle Hu, who caught frogs and fished for a living, took him in, and this Zhuangzi was inhabited by extremely poor people, but these people who were struggling at the bottom of the society, although the houses were rough, although the clothes were shabby, and even some girls could only go to the city to be the lowly Liuying kiln sisters, and their bodies were dirty, but their hearts were clean.
They live at the bottom of society, in the darkest corners, and as long as they can get a glimmer of light, it is their greatest joy.
And it is such a group of people who have no quarrel with the world, and now they can't see any of them, looking at such a big water situation here, Xia Xun really doesn't dare to hope that there are still a few people alive.
With a gloomy face, he looked at the water flowing under his feet, and said in a deep voice: "These heavy rains this year are indeed rare for decades, and it is not your local responsibility to have a disaster due to the accumulated rain.
But how can the floods here be so serious, is this just a natural disaster?"
Fu Xianling hurriedly replied: "Grandpa Guo, this village is originally next to a river, the water is too big, the water is down, and the first to suffer are the people living along the river."
Xia Xun turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were not very cold, but Fu Xianling couldn't help but shiver, his knees were weak, he knelt down on the boat, and said with a sad face: "If you return to the country, there is really no way to go down."
Xia Xun said coldly: "You say, why can't you do it?"
Fu County Ling couldn't take care of Chang Yinglin, gritted his teeth, and made all the moves: "Grandpa Guo, you don't know, the Hegong silver allocated by the imperial court has not been allocated at all when it arrives at the prefect, and I won't tell you that Grandpa Guo, even if the officials are unscrupulous and don't take the sinners of the former dynasty who live in this Xiaoye'er Village seriously, but in the entire Wucheng County, do the officials dare not take it seriously."
Let's just say that in this Nanxun town, there are many officials living here, just take out one, Xiaguan this sesame mung bean big official can not compare, even if the official can get by, do not want to dredge the river, build embankments, these Zhishi officials are willing to spare the official forced to helpless, the lower official has also proposed to the Huzhou government, more or less allocate some money down.
The high-ranking officials in this Wucheng County are like clouds, and even if the small county receives a penny, they will never dare to be greedy for ink, and it is bound to be used for the maintenance of water conservancy.
However, behind Lord Chang is that he is not an official who has already made a decision, even if he is an official in the court, people don't pay attention to it, and he is stunned Seeing that the river was in disrepair, not to mention that it would be difficult to irrigate the farmland even if it was not used in ordinary times, the lower officials had no choice but to summon the rich gentry and businessmen of the county, and were willing to ask everyone to donate some money, so that they could hire migrant workers to repair the water conservancy. ” Fu Xian Ling swallowed his spit and said: "But that cup of water, where can I repair all the river sections, if I scatter and sew them everywhere, it will be useless, this big water will come down, my Wucheng County will be gone, and the people of the whole county will suffer."
Besides, the donors all live in the city, and the lower officials don't build the embankment of the other people's river first, so why is it here?"
Xia Xun said coldly: "So there are only some dispensable untouchables living here, so they have to fend for themselves."
Fu Xianling's face turned blue with shock, and he kowtowed again and again: "The death penalty of the lower official is the capital crime of the lower official."
His head slammed into the deck of the ship, thumping, and in a moment his forehead was bruised.
Xia Xun said slowly: "You get up, you are in office, at least you have done your duty, what you are not capable of doing, the Duke of China will not blame you" Fu Sheng was overjoyed and continued to kowtow: "Thank you for the country's open grace, thank you for the country's open grace" Xia Xun waved his hand, and his face sank: "But there is one thing, you have the ability to do it before, Chang Yinglin only covered the sky with one hand, and you could only snort at him, now Chang Yinglin is in prison, and Imperial Envoy Yu is investigating the evidence of his crime, how can you still know and not report it" Fu County Commander hurriedly said: "The lower official understands, the lower official understands the details, and the lower official will write clearly as soon as he goes back, and report it to the imperial envoy to know."
Xia Xun sighed and said: "In Wucheng County, many high-ranking officials live in seclusion, Chang Yinglin still dares to be so bold, you can imagine how cruel it is to exploit other places, among the counties in Huzhou, Wucheng is the first county, presumably you are also some famous among the county officials."
Fu Sheng heard the sound of the strings and knew the meaning of elegance, and immediately said: "Yes, the lower officials must contact their colleagues in the counties to write together to report Chang Yinglin's crimes and give the people justice."
Xia Xun nodded, looked back silently, and looked at the ocean where Xiaoye'er Village was located again, ten years of time, like a dream.
The homes of the grain gentry were raided, and the grain seized on the spot became stolen goods, and there was absolutely no reason to return it.
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Xia Yuanji was also not polite, and personally temporarily took the post of prefect of Huzhou, immediately opened a warehouse to sell grain to the citizens at a fair price, and approved the affected people in each county to allocate grain to the past or give money or loans, so as to make up for the lack of grain relief from the imperial court.
Under the initiation of Xia Yuanji, the conscientious gentry in Huzhou City saw that the overall situation had been decided, and they came forward to report the crimes of Chang Yinglin and his henchmen.
Immediately afterwards, the county magistrates led by Wu Cheng wrote letters one after another to report the crimes of the Huzhou capital.
Yu Shiji's addiction to catching people has come up, and if there is a lawsuit, he will catch a family, that look, quite a bit of Chen Ying, Xiao Zujie, and Ji Gang's posture of soul possession, if it weren't for Xia Xun and Xia Yuanji's intention to control the scale, Yu Qingtian must be on the sidelines, and he can arrest all the people in Huzhou City.
When Yu Shiji was busy arresting people and raiding his home, and Xia Yuanji was busy promoting the relationship between the government and the people, Xia Xun began to think about the future life of the victims.
There are also some people in Susong and other prefectures who have been seriously affected, what should these people do?
Xia Xun thought hard for a while, and suddenly remembered that more than 100,000 people needed to serve to build the Dabao'en Temple in the capital, and his heart suddenly brightened To be continued: