It's just that this rain brings more than that.
Except for Fang Jinshu and Wei Yixin, who knew the future, no one in Luoyang City realized the seriousness.
However, the earliest group of victims who fled due to the bursting of the Yellow River's embankment have arrived in Luoyang City one after another.
With their arrival, an atmosphere of unease began to spread throughout the city.
The abundant rainfall caused the water to rise day by day, and finally overflowed the embankment in the middle of the night, flooding a group of houses in the low-lying area.
Fortunately, it has been raining heavily for several days, and Jingzhao Mansion has already made a plan.
The response was timely, and the fast trapping officials and water dragon teams were dispatched overnight, and everyone went into battle together to rescue these people from the water, evacuate and move to temporary safe places, and no one died.
For example, the spacious Guozijian, the government office, the Great Compassion Temple and other places have taken in many people.
Only when the floodwaters recede can they rebuild their homes.
But the belongings of these people are soaked in water, and the flood is overflowing, and they only have time to flee with a little gold and silver, and where can they take care of what is outside their bodies?
Eating and drinking are problematic.
Jingzhao Mansion drew up an excerpt, and soon Emperor Qinglong approved it, rewarded the poor people who had meritorious service in protecting the people, and opened the warehouse to release grain to help these affected people.
Due to the bursting of the Yellow River, the Luoshui River spread, and the merchant ships of various families stopped shipping.
No matter how familiar with the nature of the water were, the old boatmen did not dare to sail on the flooded river.
The waterways have been changed, and God knows how many deadly whirlpools are hidden beneath the calm waters.
Losing the cargo ships coming from south to north, the prices in Luoyang City rose all of a sudden, one price a day.
The eastern suburbs have been flooded, and even fresh fruits and vegetables are now rare in the city.
By mid-term, the rain had finally stopped.
Instead, there was an unbearable heat and many problems that needed to be addressed.
There was not even half a cloud in the sky, and the sun hung in the sky emitting heat, steaming the water vapor of the earth.
Under such exposure, the trees and flowers all drooped down without a trace of cool breeze.
The entire Luoyang City seemed to be shrouded in a huge and incomparably hot cover.
Si Tianjian held an ivory wat board in his hand, and waited outside the imperial study with a solemn face, waiting for the emperor to summon him.
"Xuan, Si Tianjian will meet you."
Emperor Qinglong rubbed his eyebrows, sat on the dragon chair and asked, "You have seen the stars, what will happen next?"
” "Back to Your Majesty, the heat has arrived."
Si Tianjian replied respectfully: "According to our speculation, it will last until August, and we can hope to alleviate it." ” In other words, a flood is followed by a drought.
After Si Tianjian retired, Emperor Qinglong urgently announced the important ministers of the court and discussed countermeasures together.
The ensuing disasters will affect the livelihood of the common people, and if one is not good, chaos will arise.
This is no small matter.
In Luoyang City, which is shrouded in scorching heat, people have their own calculations and calculations.
Black-eyed businessmen always want to take advantage of this rare time to make more profits; The people, as secretly as possible, hoarded the materials needed for life, such as rice, flour, grain and oil; The home of the powerful prince buys all kinds of goods of the caravan in case of emergency.
The hundred officials of the imperial court also have to face seven things to open the door, vegetables, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
Each of them is looking for relationships and ways, and they are trying to prepare more for themselves.
The people of the capital have experienced more than other places, and they have lived in the center of power for a long time, and their sense of touch is much sharper.
With the continuous influx of disaster victims, even if the household department was forced to suppress the price of rice under the order of Emperor Qinglong, the hearts of the people were not stable.
I always want to buy more and keep it at home while the price is still normal.
The reason is simple: the north has suffered a disaster, and there will be no harvest this autumn.
Looking at the whole of Gaomang, this year's grain will be quite tight.
Fortunately, in the past few years, the weather has been good, and there is an abundance of food in the warehouses used for disaster relief or military purposes.
But this truth is understood by the officials of the court, but not by the people.
They would rather spend all their spare money on food than face a possible food shortage.
As a result, in front of the rice, flour, grain and oil shop in Beijing, as soon as the door opened in the morning, there was a long queue to buy grain.
Due to the order of the household department, the merchants saw that they could not make money with the money they received, and they inevitably complained a little bitterly.
Some businesses closed down without authorization, stockpiling food and watching.
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As a result, the people are even more panicked, worried that they will not be able to buy food to survive.
And those victims fled all the way to the south, with nothing to drag their families with.
I can only count on the porridge shop erected in the city to barely satisfy myself.
In such a situation, Sinong Temple, which is in charge of the granary of the world, has become the center of the ideas of all forces.
And Lord Qinghong of Sinong Temple, who is over forty years old, is a close friend of King Ruyang who was imprisoned in Taimiao.
He had a violent temper, but he won the trust of the first emperor and entrusted this important task to his shoulders.
When Emperor Qinglong ascended the throne, a large number of people fell to the ground because they supported King Ruyang, but he was unharmed.
First, it is because although he is an old minister, the power at hand is limited.
In the matter of the king of Ruyang competing for the crown prince, he actually couldn't make much effort, so he didn't have the handle to be caught by Emperor Qinglong.
Second, he was a courtier reused by the first emperor and was diligent as an official.
At the time of Gao Mang's new establishment, there were constantly foreign enemies attacking the side, and there were several battles of all sizes.
He has always coordinated grain and grass for the first emperor and has never made a mistake.
Such a meritorious old minister, even though Emperor Qinglong hated him because of King Ruyang, he had no suitable reason to replace him.
Even if you are an emperor, you can't act recklessly.
Emperor Qinglong was able to kill a large number of courtiers who opposed him, because by fighting for the throne, the winner was the king and the loser was the coward, and no one dared to put a beak.
Now, no.
Lord Hong also understood his situation very well, and devoted all his enthusiasm to his errands and did it perfectly. even collected his own violent temper, which made Emperor Qinglong unable to find his fault.
This time, there was a shortage of grain in Beijing, and he cooperated with the household department to mobilize food, and there was no slackness.
It was dark, and the stuffy air was finally relieved a little.
From the side gate of Qinghong's Mansion in Sinong Temple, a young man in brocade clothes and jade belt came out, who was Hong Ziliang, the sister-in-law of Lord Hong.
He has a middle-to-upper appearance, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned as if he is always smiling, and he is wearing a jade crown, which is a typical noble son dress in Beijing.
He glanced at the sky, got into a soft sedan chair waiting at the door, and headed towards Ningxiang Building, the largest green building in central Beijing.
In the incense building, it seems that it is not affected by the outside, and it is still the sound of drunken gold and bamboo.
The courtesans and dancers speak softly, with their jade arms and lips, outlining an intoxicating gentleness.
Here, the floods, the refugees, the heat, the price of rice, all these troubles are gone.
During these days, Ningxianglou's business is much better than usual.
Especially today, in the backyard, there is a special guest.
A guest who shouldn't have been here anyway.