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Volume 1: Eagle Chapter 558: Entering the City

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    The willow branches are hanging low, the breeze is caressing, the river is flowing slowly, everything is quiet and peaceful.  The drizzle falls gently on the river, splashing up puffs of smoke, hazy and beautiful.  A wooden boat came from the rain and fog, and the old oars made a creaking sound, which sounded like the sound of nature here.  There was a man standing with a big bamboo hat on his head and a raincoat on his body, with a calm expression on the water.  The man had a calm expression on his face, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. He said calmly: "The spring breeze is leaning against Helu City, and the water country is cold and cloudy in spring. The drizzle is invisible, and the gossip is silent. The shadow of a solitary sail on the river in the setting sun,  The grass is green and Hunan is full of love. If we meet each other on the road, the green robe has now misled the Confucian scholar. "Good poem, really good poem. This poem is really suitable for the occasion!" A strong Chinese character came up.  , said with a smile on his face and a sincere expression.  "You! I usually ask you to read more books, but I always use various excuses. This is an old poem. This is a poem by Liu Changqing, a poet of the Tang Dynasty." Zhou Jiamo glanced at the man and said with a smile.  The man scratched his head, but he didn't look ashamed. He smiled and said: "Liu Changqing's poems are excellent, and your poems are also excellent!" Ignoring the man, Zhou Jiamo looked at the misty river surface.  , with a bit of melancholy on his face, murmured: "The endless drizzle is as gentle as sorrow!" "Sir, what did you say?" The man asked cautiously without hearing clearly.  "I didn't say anything. How long will it take for us to arrive?" Zhou Jiamo waved his hand. They didn't understand what he was thinking. Naturally, Zhou Jiamo would not do useless things.  After thinking about it, let¡¯s ask about our itinerary!  The man looked around and asked the guide.  After confirming it, he said respectfully: "Sir, we can arrive in Yangzhou in less than half a day. I wonder if we should send someone to inform the local magistrate of Yangzhou? Or inform the official Ying Zhenguan?" His face was serious.  Shaking his head, Zhou Jiamo warned: "Yangzhou's disaster relief matters are quite heavy now. How can we bother so many people just because the old man is here? We can't find the way without anyone to greet us? Let's go into the city ourselves!" Seeing Zhou Jiamo's determination.  The man didn't say anything. He answered respectfully and went to the back to sail the boat with others.  Half a day later, Zhou Jiamo and his party boarded the Yangzhou Wharf. Seeing the boats coming and going on the Yangzhou Wharf, Zhou Jiamo smiled and nodded.  It seems that this official has done a good job in providing disaster relief.  Many of those ships were grain ships, and the rest were salt ships or merchant ships.  The group of people stopped and walked slowly towards Yangzhou City. The more they walked, the more smiles appeared on Zhou Jiamo's face.  There were no beggars on both sides of the street, but I saw a few soup kitchen shacks from a distance.  Walking to a small tea stall and sitting down, Zhou Jiamo smiled and said to the people around him: "Sit down and have a rest. Drink some tea!" "Yes, sir!" Several men answered respectfully, and then someone went to clear the table.  Ask the shopkeeper to serve tea.  Zhou Jiamo ignored these, walked to an old man, and said with a smile: "This old man, can you let me sit at the same table with you?" "It depends on what you said. How can country people be so particular? You look like you are rich.  As long as you don't mind, you can sit down wherever you want!" The old man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly said with a smile, stuffed a piece of pastry into his grandson's mouth, and continued, "I'm afraid you have something to ask.  "Really?" "How did I know this?" Zhou Jiamo was stunned. Could it be that he was a human being?  Before he even spoke, he already guessed his intention.  The old man picked up the big gray bowl in front of him and said with a smile: "The old man doesn't know how to read faces. The old man just guessed. You look like an outsider at first glance, and you don't look like ordinary people dressed up. Come sit here with the old man, I'm sure  "I have something to say!" "I have a sharp eye, but I have something to ask you!" Zhou Jiamo nodded, this is just human nature.  He stopped worrying about this and said with a smile.  "Look what you said, tell me what you have to say!" The old man seemed to be very talkative and said with a smile.  Looking around, Zhou Jiamo said in a deep voice: "Old man, I heard that Yangzhou was hit by a disaster. I also saw many collapsed houses along the way. But I didn't see many refugees on the road. Where did these refugees go?  "That's not the right time for you to come. Half a month ago, there were disaster victims everywhere, and some people sold their sons and daughters. Let's not talk about that. It's sad to think about it."  The old man sighed deeply, his tone full of helplessness.  A hint of evil flashed in Zhou Jiamo's eyes, but he still smiled and said to the old man: "Old man, the government doesn't care about it? I heard that Zhang Qian, the prefect of Yangzhou, is a good official!"  Official, can beMr. Zhang is too small and useless!  When the earthquake hit Yangzhou, Mr. Zhang organized people to provide disaster relief, raised food everywhere, and opened porridge sheds.  It can be said that although there is not enough to eat, people are not starving to death, and there is no need to sell their children and daughters.  When there were injured people, Mr. Zhang said that all the doctors in the city had gathered in the east of the city to treat the people and deliver medicine for free.  Who doesn't say that Mr. Zhang is good all his life? He is really a good official!  "There was a trace of emotion and a trace of resentment on the old man's face. Hearing Zhang Qian's actions, Zhou Jiamo nodded slowly, but thinking of the memorial, Zhou Jiamo looked at it again and asked: "Old man, what happened next?  Like?  How could it be turned into Yizi and eaten?  " "Later, a "qunjian" merchant came to Yangzhou and sent people to cause trouble in the porridge shed and sold grain at a high price, causing misery to the people.  However, Mr. Zhang acted faster and quickly arrested these people and deducted all their food.  At that time, those people were not convinced, but Mr. Zhang said that no matter whose food it belonged to, it was now being kept for disaster relief.  "Sighing sadly, the old man shook his head and sighed: "If you want to talk about this sir, then this is a good official.  "Seeing that the old man still had something to say, Zhou Jiamo took a big teapot, poured a bowl of tea for the old man, and motioned for him to continue. "Later, I don't know who came forward, and all the profiteers were released, and the food was also taken away.  Mr. Zhang was also dismissed from office.  You can imagine what happened. After the doctor left, the porridge shed could no longer be opened. The people had no way to eat, so they had to change their sons to eat.  "The old man sighed, a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and said: "In the eyes of these people, human life is really as cheap as a dog.  " Bang! Zhou Jiamo slammed the table hard and said loudly: "The worms of the country, a group of rats!  " "You are always a scholar, old man, I don't understand what you are saying. Many people said at the beginning that when they can't afford to live anymore, they will attack Yangzhou City, grab the food and run away!  "The old man didn't seem to regard Zhou Jiamo as an outsider, and said with a smile. Zhou Jiamo wiped his cold sweat. Fortunately, there was no White Lotus Sect involved, otherwise he would have rebelled. After thinking about it, Zhou Jiamo said again: "I heard that the imperial court sent  Disaster Relief Minister?  "    "yes!  yes!  "Hearing the disaster relief minister, the old man became energetic again and said with a smile: "This official is amazing. It is said that he is a senior official in the capital. He is a senior official next to the emperor. He seems to be some kind of bachelor. Anyway, he is very big.  The official.  This official was also a good official. On the first day he arrived in Yangzhou, the porridge shed was reopened, and the doctor also came back after leaving.  Soldiers from Yangzhou also came out and built shacks where the victims gathered. They also asked people to take baths and throw away dirty things.  The profiteers who sold grain and bought children were also arrested. What an official!  " Zhou Jiamo nodded slowly. Zhou Jiamo had expected this for a long time. Guan Yingzhen had always promoted himself as Zhang Juzheng, so he would definitely have no problem handling such a matter. Zhou Jiamo seemed to think of another thing, and said in a deep voice: "Old man,  , where have these people gone now?  " "Go home, everyone is home!  The imperial court distributed twenty-day rations to each household, saying that the rest of the food would be distributed to each household.  Old man, I am almost the last group to leave, everyone has gone home!  "The old man had a smile on his face and glanced at a cloth bag next to him. It was obviously his rations. "Then you are not afraid that the government will not give you food?  "Zhou Jiamo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect to be able to handle it like this. The old man suddenly became a little angry. He glared at Zhou Jiamo and said, "You are such a rude person. At that time, the prefect and the imperial envoy came together to tell us the matter.  It's over.  Let us go back to that, that is called rebuilding our homes, which is to go back to build houses and level the land.  He said that there are still many good officials in the world. The emperor already knows what is going on here, and no one dares to do anything sorry.  Lord Kipchak also said that he would go to various places to distribute food at that time. Who dares not to distribute food to the people? In the words of the official, this is called the emperor's grace!  " Seeing the old man's proud look, Zhou Jiamo couldn't help laughing and echoed: "Yes!  The emperor¡¯s grace is mighty!  "Looking at the sky, Zhou Jiamo said again: "It's almost time to rest, it's time to hit the road!  "    "yes!  The old man has also left, and he will level the ground when he returns!  The government said that if you give them seeds, you will have a good harvest next year!  "As he spoke, he took his grandson with him, carrying the cloth bag with rations on his back, leaning on a wooden stick, and staggered away. Looking at the old man's back, Zhou Jiamo had an unusually serious expression on his face and murmured:  "The Emperor's grace is so great that the Ming Dynasty gave birth to a prosperous and wise king, but you are here to discredit the Emperor.  Do you really regard this world as your own?  " Turning around and taking a look at his entourage, Zhou Jiamo said in a deep voice: "Let's go into the city!  " Zhou Jiamo entered Yangzhou City. Fifty miles north of Nanjing City, a group of people dressed as merchants were sitting on a high hill. The leader had a sheepskin bag in his hand, took a sip of wine, and gently touched the knife on his waist.  The moment he raised his head,??You can see a face full of determination and edges, it is Luo Sigong, the commander of the Imperial Guard!
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