The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Warm Pavilion, Emperor Hongzhi was a little tired.

But the discussion continues.

This time was presided over by Li Dongyang, a scholar and household member of the Cabinet University.

Although the position of Hushu Shangshu is a part-time university bachelor, in fact, Li Dongyang manages a small number of affairs in Hubu.

However, when encountering such a big event, Li Dongyang is absolutely necessary.

Li Dongyang's face was solemn, and he scolded Fang Jifan's ancestors in the eighteenth generation. If this guy and those who prepared for the Japanese were unreliable, why is there today?

In addition to Liu Jian and Xie Qian, there were also personnel from various ministries. Ma Wensheng frowned, and Li Dongyang couldn't scold Fang Jifan, or, even if you pointed at someone's nose, what about it? People should eat people who eat, sleep and sleep without losing a pound of meat. Can't they scold you Ma Wensheng?

Recently, Ma Wensheng has become more and more popular.

Almost everyone pointed at Ma Wensheng.

Among the ministries, the one who has the most money is the Ministry of War!

Who can do the most is the Ministry of Defense!

Ma Wensheng bowed his head, it was not good for the years.

But do n’t worry, soon, it ’s going to be transshipment, and ... persevere!

At this time, Liu Shuzhang, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, had a sullen face. He was born as a local parent and official. He supervised the imperial history from Gaomizhi County, Shandong Province, to Fujian Road. Since then, he has been promoted to Shandong Fei, the deputy envoy of Sichuan, the governor of Shanxi, and the deputy envoy of the right The governor of history, Gansu, etc. The most important thing is that he is still a Weihui man. He used to work in the local area. His local voice remained unchanged, and his temper has also become hot. He said: "Go to the ball! There is a lack of food in the upper and lower levels, and the upper and lower levels of the house are trapped in the depths of the water. The clothes are ragged, and the food cannot be eaten, people eat each other, and life is like grass and mustard. If the turtles and grandchildren practice less money, what is the matter? What is the matter! "

Wei Hui belongs to Henan, and Henan is an important granary in the north. He also has a large population and a small land. Therefore, when it comes to grain, Liu Zhang feels terribly distressed.

Of course, this clearly shows that he went to Ma Wensheng.

Which tortoise is the one who squandered the money and food, isn't it your ministry? Nowadays, almost all of the court's money and grains are supplied to the Ministry of War, and other ministries, especially the Ministry of Industry, are getting less and less money.

Ma Wensheng lowered his head, silent, and looked like he was dry.

Li Dongyang said worriedly: "If the grain is urgently transferred from Fujian, although the Fujian Chief Secretary is not far from the Ningbo government, it is a mountainous area. Without January's effort, the grain will not be available. The surplus grains in the library have been escorted into Beijing. The Jiangxi administrative bureau, but the Taiping warehouse is full, but the distant water can not save the fire. The grain sent to the relief before the court is still on the road of transportation. The boats were on the way, but they did n’t arrive in ten days and a half months. I ’m afraid they would n’t be able to get there. Ting Kwai, the old man knew you were anxious, but everyone here, why do n’t you be anxious, okay, you do n’t have to scold. ”

Ting Gui is the name of Liu Zhang, Liu Zhang said: "Ten days and a half moon, it's not a way, even if the grain arrives in Ningbo, and when the Ningbo government starts relief, the past few days have passed. In this half month, what will happen to people without food? ? "

Liu Jian and Xie Qian sat on the side, silently.

Li Dongyang began to search the stomach, thinking about food. It was terrible. There was no food for half a month. Ningbo House was the big house. It involved the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of people. This ... it would be terrible.

However, the clever woman still has no choice but to cook without rice, what can he do?

"If it is possible to transfer money from Fujian to Ningbo House by sea boat ..."

At this point, he shook his head again, not to mention that although the Fujian Chief Envoy had a sea boat, in the hands of the Fujian Japanese veterinary guard, what good was a poor sea boat? There are too many nearby reefs. If something goes wrong, the ship will be destroyed and killed. But once it deviates from the land, the small, worn-out sea ships can't stand the wind and waves at all ...

Everyone was silent again.

Emperor Hongzhi looked anxious. He leaned on the cushion and kept silent. Suddenly said, "Among the yellow books of Ningbo House, are 93,000 households?"

Everyone looked at His Majesty, Li Dongyang said: "Yes."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "If there are hidden households and runaway households, I am afraid there are 150,000 households?"

Emperor Hongzhi appeared to be an understatement.

This problem of hidden households and runaway households has always been a persistent illness. Many large households deliberately concealed their population in order to avoid paying taxes. This is a hidden household. As for the fugitives, it is probably the spontaneous behavior of the bottom-level people who are unbearable to pay taxes.

"One hundred fifty thousand households are six or seven hundred thousand people." Emperor Hongzhi said: "At least this number."

"Six or seven hundred thousand people, don't say that half a month without food, it will be three or five days, what will it look like?" Emperor Hongzhi glanced at the princes: "Wen Yansheng, the prefect of the prefect, was so sparse. Secondly, the grain has been exhausted, and it has been seven days since the show was delivered here. So now ... what does Ningbo House look like? Horrible, terrible. "

The ministers were silent and speechless.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed again: "How can things in the world be so difficult? I must see you, and I must feel difficult. But what do I find embarrassing for you, what kind of situation will those small people who rise in battle get stuck in?"

Asking a rhetorical sentence, it's like a heart attack.

Li Dongyang busy said: "Chen Wan died."

Hongzhi sternly said: "I don't blame Li Qing, nor other blame. All parties are guilty, and sin is on my mind. This time, I was thinking too much. I thought that there were still three thousand people in the town government. Monthly rations, originally thought, if three thousand rations of March were given to the victims for only half a month, there would be 20,000 rations. I thought that these rations would continue to help, at least, hundreds of thousands of people per person per day To eat such a bite or two, at least, first make sure that people do n’t starve to death, and can sigh in breath, hey ... I dreamed last night that the people had no food to eat, they were digging the soil, nibbling the bark ... "

Speaking of which, Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were red: "In this dream, the people are miserable, but is it not the cruelty of me? Zhu Qingqing, I heard that there is soil in the south, for the Guanyin soil, the people We are so hungry, we feed on this soil, have you ... eaten it? "

"Seniors wait ..." The people bowed down and said in shame: "Please His Majesty forgive sins."

Emperor Hongzhi looked tired and shook his head: "I haven't tasted it, you haven't tried it before, the soil can't be eaten, but what can the people do without food? Poor, pitiful ... … "

Even the two pitiful ones, the emperor Hongzhi's mind, has emerged from the misery of the people competing to eat soil.

These people who feed on soil must resent the court, resent me.

He smiled bitterly and wanted to say something.

Xiao Jing came in a hurry and shouted, "Your Majesty ... Your Majesty ..."

Xiao Jing is the smartest person who knows what His Majesty is thinking about. At this time, with the news from Ningbo, he immediately cut off the slack from the hands of the household minister and hurried in: "Your Majesty ..."

Emperor Hongzhi was interrupted.

He gave Xiao Jing a look of resentment.

Xiao worshipped down: "Your Majesty, the performance of Ningbo House is too weak."

Emperor Hongzhi was silent.

For a long time, he said with emotion: "Look, let's see, it's nothing more than human food, military and civilian people, with bark, roots, and soil as food, I wait for the king to eat here , People are eating the soil ... Zuo Shu brought it! "

Xiao Jing was busy sending the play.

Emperor Hongzhi Tie Qing looked at him.

He feels that this sparseness is tantamount to accusing him.

Take a deep breath.

The play is open.

Wen Yansheng, the governor of Ningbo, said: "The drought in Ningbo has not yet met Gan Lin. This is a vision that has not been seen in this century ... The food price has skyrocketed more than one hundred times in the year of the catastrophe. The civilians and civilians are in the fire ..."

Emperor Hongzhi was afraid to look down.

But next, he saw the words of Beiweiwei.

No, to be precise, this is not an ordinary garrison, because this garrison is very special, but it is the town government's garrison.

"Here is the town and state government preparing for Japanese guards, salvaging in the sea, fortunate in heaven, ancestors have virtue ... The big ship went out to sea, returned without dissatisfaction, and went to time and space, when he came, he could get hundreds of thousands of catties."

"..."

What is the concept of hundreds of thousands of catties ...

Emperor Hongzhi frowned slightly, feeling unbelievable.

How do you look ... like auspicious? This prefect Wen Yansheng, is he crazy? Have hallucinations?

"Hundreds of thousands of catties are all yellow croakers. The fish maws are very fat, ranging from seven to eight pounds, as low as three to five pounds, or a king of fish, which weighs ten pounds. If the fish peels off its scalp, it can remove odor. Meat quality Fresh and tender, suitable for cooking, if fried, the amount of oil needs to be a little more, so as not to fry the yellow croaker. The fish soup is very delicious, just like Qiongju fine wine, although a little salt, you can still get a little sweet, no Fishy, ​​the taste of this fish meat is really rare ... "

"The town and state government prepares the Japanese guards and sells the fish in a single article. The military and civilians are overjoyed and flocked to buy it, especially when the disaster victims snapped up. They didn't have food, so they feed on yellow croakers. , Chen Wan died, he should have donated fish to His Majesty, please His Majesty to taste this dish, but for thousands of miles, I am afraid ... "

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Shu Shu, very discouraged, and actually felt a little hungry.

Eat ... Eat fish ...

The victims are eating fish ...

Emperor Hongzhi did not actually know. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

In the later generations, in a certain difficult period, many people in Jiangnan were called to eat big yellow croaker to reduce the country's food consumption. This big yellow croaker is called patriotic fish. If it is patriotic, it will eat it. Coastal people The patriotic sentiments have soared, and they have been fed on this fish, and they all want to vomit.

And now ...

seem……

Emperor Hongzhi slowly let go of the performance and glanced at the princes.

"The Daming Sea has been banned for 120 years. How do fishermen catch fish?"

Hit ... Hit ... Hit fish ...

Xie Qian is from Zhejiang, but he is familiar with this: "There are fish in rivers and lakes ..."

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "I am not talking about rivers and lakes, but the sea, fishing in the sea, Qing, etc. Can you see such records?"

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