I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 65 Hai Rui is on the way
Wang Yonghe, a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Jiajing, has been the magistrate of Jiande County for two and a half years. If the strict party and Qingliu had not fought before, he would have been promoted according to the normal process, and this Wang Yonghe has another level of identity. He was a student of Zhao Wenhua, the late former head of the criminal department.

After Zhao Wenhua's incident was exposed and he was sentenced to death, Wang Yonghe, as his student, not only was not implicated, but also inherited all the political legacy left by his teacher. , coupled with his experience in governing the local area, he will be able to occupy a high position sooner or later.

If this matter were changed to another magistrate, Zheng Michang would definitely enforce the law impartially. Right now, there is no need to get himself into such a big trouble for the victims of Chun'an County.

"Hey, am I studying with the crown prince? One Gao Hanwen, one Wang Yonghe..." Zheng Michang thought so in his heart, so he decided to go out and have a look, first to stabilize the emotions of the victims.

When Zheng Michang followed the guards out of the Zhezhi Governor's Mansion, he saw disaster victims lying in disorder on the nearby street. Most of them were yellow and thin, looking like dead bodies, with no life in their eyes. Not far away, a group of young and middle-aged men were fighting with The officials pushed each other, trying to get closer to the Governor's Mansion.

"Have you had the guts of a bear and a leopard? How dare you trespass into the governor's mansion! To tell you the truth, this place is not for you low-class people to enter!" Among the group of officials, the leader gave a slanted look, He looked at the ragged and hungry victims with contempt on his face.

"Huh, we just want to seek justice. Why should our share in Chun'an County be divided by Jiande County? The food provided by the imperial court for disaster relief is not enough, and now we are doing this to prevent us from living!"

"Yes, we just want to seek justice!"

"There is a county magistrate in Jiande County, do you have one in Chun'an County? Your new magistrate is still on the way, let's talk about it after he takes office."

Zheng Bichang watched for a long time not far away, then stepped forward and reprimanded: "What's going on? What are you doing to stop the victims? Who told you to do this!"

Seeing the reprimand from their superiors, those officials were like deflated balloons, and their previous arrogant and domineering appearance was gone.

"My lord, these disaster victims think that the food provided by the imperial government is not enough to eat, and they are going to gather a crowd to attack the governor's mansion. I have no choice but to wait..." Among the group of officials, the leader still wanted to hesitate to explain.

"He lied, yes, he lied!" The crowd became more and more angry when they heard this, and their yelling became louder and louder. A wave of sound hit the leading official and made him take a few steps back involuntarily.

"All of you get the hell out of here." Zheng Michang glanced at the group of officials with cold eyes, and said.

"Yes." The group of officials were reprimanded, so they had to stand aside in desperation, which caused the group of disaster victims to burst into laughter.

"My official is Zheng Michang, the chief minister of Zhejiang Province. If you have any questions, you can tell me. I will solve them for you within the scope of my ability."

"Master Qingtian, please make the decision for us!" Seeing that a manager came, everyone knelt down and knocked their heads on the ground.

"Okay, get up quickly, tell me what you want." Zheng Michang helped him up, with a warm smile on his face.

"My lord, it's like this. Chun'an County and Jiande County were the hardest hit by the collapse of the dam this time! However, most of the porridge sheds used by the government for disaster relief were opened in Jiande County, and the people there The disaster victims have also been properly resettled, but we have no food and clothing, do you think this is fair?"

"Huh, there is such a thing! Wait a moment, I'm going to seek justice for you!" Zheng Michang was filled with righteous indignation after listening to the victims' explanation.

Seeing that some high-ranking officials were willing to stand up for themselves, those victims kowtowed to Zheng Michang's back, and said in unison: "Master Qingtian!"

Zheng Michang went straight back to the Governor's Mansion of Zhezhi, but the subordinate who had been accompanying him couldn't help but said: "My lord, are you really going to seek justice for the disaster victims in Chun'an County? But Wang Yonghe..."

"Who said that? Tell them to drive these disaster victims away! What's the point of letting others see it?" Zheng Michang glanced coldly at his subordinates and said.

"Yes, this subordinate will order you to continue!"

Soon, the victims who had gathered near the Governor's Mansion were all violently driven away by the government. In the process, many victims were killed or injured.

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After Hu Zongxian finished sorting out the details of the disaster in Zhejiang and the collapse of the embankment in the study, he walked out of the study and came to the hall.

"How are those victims, have they been properly resettled?" Hu Zongxian turned to Zheng Michang, who was issuing orders, and asked aloud.

"My lord, those disaster victims have been properly resettled."

"In addition, Mr. Gao and your students have rushed to the places where the disaster was the worst to supervise the porridge distribution. At the same time, they are actively lobbying the wealthy households in Hangzhou to let them pay for the disaster relief."

"Gao Hanwen went too?"

"That's right, I don't listen to anything, obviously there are more important things waiting for him to do." Zheng Michang said, and couldn't help complaining a few times.

"Go and take a message to Ma Ningyuan, and ask him to come to my study to meet me after he finishes his work." Hu Zongxian picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then ordered.

"Yes, this subordinate will definitely bring the message! It's just that this subordinate still has one thing to report to your lord..."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Hai Rui, the new magistrate of Chun'an County, has not yet arrived, and there are still some problems in the distribution of disaster relief supplies. Why don't we let Jiande County magistrate Wang Yonghe take charge of Chun'an County?" Zheng Michang After hesitating for a moment, he put forward his own idea.

"Well, since the new county magistrate of Chun'an hasn't arrived yet, let Wang Yonghe also pick up the burden of Chun'an County." Hu Zongxian agreed to Zheng Michang's suggestion without thinking too much.

"Well, this subordinate will give you an order." Seeing that his suggestion was approved by his immediate superior Hu Zongxian, Zheng Michang raised his mouth slightly and bowed in salute.

"At this time, there is no need to deal with these red tapes, and focus on the immediate matter."

"Yes."

……

"Drive, drive!"

Two carriages were driving along the official road, one behind the other, Hai Rui's wife, Mrs. Wang, was sitting in the front carriage, and all his property was in the rear carriage. The road, can not help but feel anxious.

"How long will it take to reach Hangzhou at the earliest?" Hai Rui immediately asked the driver in charge of driving.

"My lord, after climbing over this mountain, Hangzhou is in front of you! It will only take two hours at most."

"Recently, it has been raining heavily in Zhejiang for days, and the dams have been washed away. Chun'an and Jiande counties are the most severely affected! That's where I'm going to work, and I don't know what happened to the people there." Hai Rui said, deeply sighed.

Hai Rui's wife Wang heard her husband sigh, opened the curtain, and comforted softly: "It's okay, the government will arrange them properly, so don't worry."

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