"What happened?" Zhu Yunxiu walked over quickly and spoke.

The running secret guard stopped and lowered his head slightly, "Third Master, the three masters, the Baili Fuzhou has rushed, and the Fuhe River has broken a hole. The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works are waiting for the old man!"

(Jiangxi, Jiangxi had seven major floods during the Hongwu period. This is the novelist's words. The time point is wrong and cannot be used as a reference. Wow, there are a few more words, haha.)

Jiangxi had another flood, and Zhu Yun was shocked.

As the crown prince trained by Zhu Yuanzhang, he studied not only Confucianism and the history of governing the country, but also mountains, rivers and geography. There are many rivers in Jiangxi, and dozens of river breaks in the Yuan Dynasty, and hundreds of thousands of people were homeless.

The autumn harvest is about to be approaching, but the flood is coming, and it must be quite good for the people from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Industry to wait to see the emperor.

Zhu Yun turned around and saw Zhu Yuanzhang strode toward him. He didn't ask what was wrong. He directly said to the guards next to him, "Prepare your horse and return to the palace!"

Just now, the two of them were still strolling in the folk garden, but now they turned over and kept running. Zhu Yuanzhang's back was straight, his face as if he was sinking.

After entering the palace, they didn't even change their clothes, so the two hurriedly walked into Fengtian Hall. At this moment, the minister of the Ministry of Revenue Fu You, the minister of the Ministry of Works, the minister of the Ministry of Works, Zhang Heng, the minister of the minister of the letter, Liu Sanwu and more than a dozen ministers were already anxiously becoming ants in a hot pan.

Seeing that the two of you came in, you quickly kowtowed.

"My dear one..."

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"Get up!" Zhu Yuanzhang sat down on the dragon chaise and ordered, "Give me a seat to your dear friends and serve us tea." As he said that, he said to Zhu Yunxi, "Da Sun, come by our side!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yunxiu responded and stood beside Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Report to Your Majesty!" Fu You, the Minister of Revenue, said with a trembling voice, "Jiangxi has been raining for several days since May, and the river water has surged in more than two months. Baili of Fuzhou urgently reported that the stone embankment on the south bank of Fuhe River was broken, and the breach had reached more than 200 feet in one day."

Zhu Yunyu's alarm clock quickly thought about it. Fuhe is the second largest river in Jiangxi, with a total length of more than 100 miles, but its basin area is extremely wide, involving many surrounding prefectures and counties.

A two hundred feet of breach is equivalent to about a hundred meters wide. Imagine how earth-shaking the flood is rushing out from a one hundred meters wide. Moreover, as time goes by, the breach will only become larger and larger. I am afraid that the northern part of Jiangxi will have no grain this year.

(The geography is bad, the case is adapted from real floods in the Ming Dynasty)

Xia Xiang, the Minister of Works, also said, "Fuhe broke the mouth, and the five counties under its jurisdiction, including Linchuan, Chongren, Yihuang, Jinxi, and Le'an, as well as the four counties next to Jianchang Road, Nancheng, Nanfeng, Xincheng and Guangchang, are probably more and more unlucky!"

The hall was silent like a death. Honghushui had a total of nine counties and two states. This involved nearly hundreds of thousands of people and incalculable property losses.

There is no hope for food in these areas. In addition, there are cities, houses and businesses. In addition, hundreds of thousands of people have no food to eat, and it may cause chaos.

The people will rebel if they have no food to eat. This is the truth.

Even if they do not rebel, there will often be large-scale plagues after the flood.

Think about it, I dare not think about it.

This is the Ming Dynasty. No matter how good the Ming Dynasty is, it is not as good as the future generations.

As soon as the flood came, many people were homeless and displaced, and were even hungry and cold.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxi could no longer bear it, "It started to rain heavily in Jiangxi in May, why didn't the local officials report? Looking through memorials from all over the country these days, it was a matter of greetings. Yesterday, to the emperor's grandfather, the emperor also wrote to the public in Ganzhou that Jiangxi has many disasters, so you must be sympathetic to the people. How are the officials on Fuzhou Road sympathetic to this?"

The ministers looked at each other and quickly stood up, "I am guilty of my crime..."

"What are you guilty? Now you are talking about Jiangxi!" Zhu Yunxi said, "The officials in Fuzhou are just reporting to the emergency, but there is a plan to deal with it!"

Liu Sanwu, the scholar of the book, first glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, and then said to Zhu Yunxi, "Go back to Your Highness, Zhang Shan of Fuzhou Prefecture, asks the court to send relief as soon as possible!"

"If something happens, you know to provide relief. If nothing happens, you don't know to prevent it!" Zhu Yunxiu said angrily, "Hehe, Zhang Shanzhen is a good official!"

Seeing Zhu Yun's face was ferocious and his eyes showed murderous intent. The ministers looked at each other and thought that this would be another difficult and difficult monarch to be served in the future.

The King of Wu's temper is so similar to that of the old emperor. He is always sharpened by his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang's big hand tightly clasped the back of the chair with a sneer, "Our grandson is right, but now is not the time to talk about this, and no one who should lose his head can escape." As he said that, Zhu Yuanzhang paused, "You estimate how much food the victims of the nine counties and two states need!"

"I estimate that it will take about 500,000 stones, and there will be salt, medicine and other substances!" said the Minister Zhang Heng.

"I'm afraid it's not enough!"

This is not a time to hide your weakness. As a future heir, you must show your strong insights on political affairs in front of the emperor.

Zhu Yunxiu spoke and said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Grandpa, grandson is usurping!"

"It's okay!" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, "You are too old, you should share your worries for your grandfather, just say it!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yunxiu said, "Grandpa, grandson thought that these foods were not enough. The autumn harvest was coming soon. The harvest of the people in the nine counties was completely over. The relief now was just the beginning, and there was no relief from the court. How did the people live in winter?"

"And after the flood, it will involve spring farming production next year and field dredging, which all require food. We must also prevent the spread of epidemics and prevent disaster victims from causing trouble. How long can 500,000 stones of grain be eaten?"

"How much grain is left in the grain depot in the capital?" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and then asked.

"Return to the emperor, there are still two million stones of grain in the capital!" Fu You hesitated, "But that is the military ration accumulated over the years, and the reserved grain cannot be used easily!"

Seeing that the Ming Dynasty was about to be prosperous, it was actually a waste of money. Taking over this mess from Dayuan was fine in the south, but because of years of war in the north, the court had to subsidize the court every year. As well as border wars, the Ming Dynasty was not rich.

"Then allocate food and grass from Jiujiang Wuchang and other places. It must be fast and urgent!" Zhu Yuanzhang said.

"But those two big warehouses are also military rations!" Fu You paused, "Once you take them out and want to fill them again, it will not be possible for three to five years..."

"The people are still hungry and don't care!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and paced back and forth, "The people are important, let them have their meal first!"

"I will obey the order!"

Jiujiang and Wuchang are both important roads for north and south, and are also important military centers in the mainland. The most elite troops stationed in the Ming Dynasty are now going to use their reserve military rations.

"We can ask the wealthy families in various prefectures to donate food!" Zhu Yunsheng said.

He knew that in the feudal era, local tyrants and wealthy families could build bridges and roads to do good deeds, but they rarely provide relief to the victims. There is a saying that those in power are guarding against them to win people's hearts.

However, now I don’t care that Hubei is located on the west side of Jiangxi, and there are countless wealthy grain merchants in Hanyang, Wuchang.

"Grandpa, let them give food, and the court can commend it." Zhu Yunxiu thought, "For example, the government gave a title like Taiping gentry."

"Hmph, don't even think about it!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, "Food is their lifeblood. Even if it is for them to be made by them, they will not take it out!"

At this time, Xia Xiang, Minister of Works, said, "Emperor, in addition to the food to provide relief to the victims, Fuzhou and other places also need to repair river embankments and clear river channels!" As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's face, "I have to make up, about 100,000 taels!"

"Give it!" Zhu Yuanzhang said without hesitation, and suddenly frowned, "Is the Ministry of Revenue Curry still there?"

"There are still three million silver coins, but that's the bottom of the box that can't be moved." Xia Xiang sighed.

Daming, can’t even get a hundred thousand silver now?

No, but the three million are actually financial reserves and cannot be moved lightly. Moreover, the border has been warring for years and military expenditures are huge.

Lan Yu won the battle and returned to the court, and another silver and money was rewarded.

(Don’t think that three million is less. The Emperor of Kangxi has only left a million treasury for his son for more than ten years. Of course, the salt tax and tea tax in the Qing Dynasty were all the emperor’s private money, not the treasury)

"Take as much as you can!" The emperor was hard to bear, so Zhu Yuanzhang spoke slowly, "No, you can reduce the cost of the palace and send it to local people!"

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It’s not that I’m not on time, I have my own difficulties.

(Bah, the author's words are trustworthy, even rabbits can climb trees)


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