After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of the downcast son

Chapter 118 Disaster Relief and Rescue of Corrupt Officials

Recruitment order?

The old Imperial Master Zhou pondered for a moment and then said: "I believe that as soon as the imperial court's list of doctors is announced, the four of them will definitely come."

Generals go to the border when they hear of a war, doctors come when there is an epidemic, and scholars rush to the border when there is an examination. This is the normal state of human beings.

Only doctors who come here voluntarily will not be afraid of hardships and dangers.

"Yes." The emperor agreed with Mr. Zhou's opinion and said: "Teacher, my father used to..."

Master Zhou sighed, shook his head and said nothing.

What can he say? That the late emperor did the right thing, so he should have sacrificed one corner to save the overall situation?

But those are tens of thousands of lives, and this decision is so heavy!

The late emperor died young, and there were three reasons behind it. One was that his body was hollowed out by beauty, the other was that his foundation was damaged by erysipelas, and finally, the tens of thousands of people who died in the fire in Nancheng swallowed up his last destiny.

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"Your Majesty, although the merits and demerits of the past are written down by future generations, they can change from time to time. One time and the other time, they can only be used for reference and cannot be compared.

Just like the Nancheng fire more than thirty years ago, the people trapped in Nancheng cursed endlessly with resentment, but tens of millions of other people were able to avoid the disaster.

It is difficult to define the right and wrong of what the late emperor did back then. After all, there was no good medicine to fight the epidemic at that time, and burning the city was just a last resort."

Sacrificing the lives of thousands of people to protect tens of thousands of people, even though Nancheng was tragic, it was difficult for those in power to say right or wrong.

"I understand. Don't worry, teacher, I will never give up on anyone until the last moment." The emperor said with bright eyes.

Master Zhou bowed down and saluted, which was a blessing for the people of Yicheng and also a blessing for Xuan Kingdom to have such a king.

A few days later, Zhou Changbai and his party successfully arrived in Yicheng, where they donated food and porridge to the victims.

After providing disaster relief, he took a look at the Yihe embankment, and when he came back, he angrily denounced the prefect of Yicheng.

"The imperial court allocated so much money to build embankments, why didn't you strengthen the embankments? Can't you see the dikes are so rotten? Or did you use the money elsewhere?"

Zhou Changbai's words were still virtuous, and he did not directly scold the Yicheng prefect for taking money into his own pocket.

The prefect of Yicheng was confused. The imperial court had allocated money to repair the embankment. Why didn't he know? He originally wanted to take some time to take the imperial envoy to take a look at the river embankment, and ask him to return to Beijing to express his love and allocate some money to strengthen the embankment.

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"Why do you say this, Your Majesty? In the past two years, Xiaguan has reported to the court several times that the embankment of the Yihe River is broken. If the embankment is not repaired, it may be flooded. However, every time Xiaguan's report has gone away without any news.

Not to mention the money allocated to build embankments, the official didn't even wait for a reply.

The embankment that your Excellency saw, I had to raise money from the villagers to block the leaky embankment. Otherwise, dozens of villages and towns would have been flooded, and the whole of Yicheng would have been deeply flooded.

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What? Zhou Changbai was shocked.

The imperial court clearly allocated a huge amount of money for embankment construction, but Yicheng didn't see any money?

He knew that there were people in the court who ate the local money and grain every year, but he thought that after taking it, the bulk would still be allocated for local use. But he never expected that he would actually swallow it all.

No wonder, the Xianghe River burst its banks last year, the Haihe River flooded last year, and the Yihe River is flooded this year...

It turns out that the flood was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster caused by corrupt officials.

Hateful! Killable!

But who should he kill? Who can he kill?

Although the emperor gave him a clear edict, he should kill him first and report later when encountering problems.

But there are people in the capital who are greedy for money. I'm afraid it's not in someone's pocket. After all, there is so much money and not a penny is left.

Relieving a disaster and rescuing a bunch of corrupt officials? No wonder no one in the civil and military dynasties was willing to accept this job. So that's it, that's it.

The people affected by the disaster need to be resettled, the collapsed houses need to be rebuilt, the flooded farmland needs to be cleared, and post-disaster epidemics need to be prevented. Well, he has too many things to worry about.

Zhou Changbai planned to submit a memorial and leave the embezzlement of Diyin to the emperor for decision.

He said: "I will report this matter in detail. In addition to distributing porridge and food to the victims, we also need to prevent post-disaster epidemics, and also..."

"Sir." The prefect of Yicheng interrupted Zhou Changbai and said: "The epidemic has broken out in Yicheng. Currently, hundreds of people who are sick have been isolated and treated in isolation. However, Yicheng lacks medical treatment and medicine, and the sick people still need treatment every day.

It’s increasing. If the medicine fails, I’m afraid..."

It may spread throughout the city.

Zhou Changbai was shocked again. An epidemic actually broke out in Yicheng before he arrived. If the Yicheng government office had not dealt with it properly and isolated the sick people in time for centralized treatment, I am afraid these people would not be the only ones.

"I will go ahead and ask the court for medical advice..."

Zhezi, who asked for help from Zhou Changbai, hurriedly entered the capital. The emperor immediately summoned all officials for an emergency meeting.

Before the court meeting ended, the Zhou family got the news.

Zhou Family, Chunwu Courtyard.

There was an oppressive dullness in the room, and the people serving inside held their breath and slowed their steps, no one dared to make the slightest sound.

Even Lonicera, who came back after hearing the news, was a little hesitant to speak.

The floods in Yicheng have not yet been cleared up, and the epidemic has begun. The emperor put out a list to recruit good doctors from all over the world to go to Yicheng to fight the epidemic, but only a few people came to answer the call in a few days.

The situation was already very critical, but the courtiers of the Second Prince's faction did not think about how to solve the situation, but they still took the opportunity to stir up trouble. They kept saying that they would not bother the Second Prince. Since the disaster relief matters were fully entrusted to Zhou Changbai,

He would seek medical advice and medicine nearby to resolve the crisis in Yicheng, instead of seeking help from thousands of miles away.

Even though there are plenty of medicines in the capital, water cannot quench the thirst in the near future.

Is this human talk? All the people who said this should be thrown into the water of Yihe River to see if they can still say such things.

Resettling the people affected by the disaster, preventing the spread of the epidemic, rebuilding houses and grain fields, all these things are very busy, but he is still asked to find medical treatment and buy medicine?

Whoever said this should be damned!

But the emperor just slapped the table and stared...

If such sycophants and thieves are not dragged out to be chopped down, why are they still left to make up the numbers?

Zhou Sining's face looked a little ugly and he sighed with emotion.

"Epidemics are often accompanied by disasters. As long as they are handled properly, they will not be uncontrollable. My father had already made preparations for this before leaving. Unfortunately, the epidemic broke out before others arrived in Yicheng."

She now finally understood why her father's errand came so smoothly, and she finally understood why Huang Houde asked himself to accompany him.

"Father, this mission is difficult. We have to provide disaster relief, fight against the epidemic, and guard against villains."

Lonicera nodded and said, "Yes, it's difficult."

Then he added: "However, fortunately, the Yicheng government office handled the situation properly and separated the sick people for intensive treatment as soon as possible. The reason why I traveled a long distance to deliver the goods was not because the epidemic was spreading out of control, but to seek medical treatment. If

The imperial court promptly sent doctors with good medicine. There are only a few hundred people there, and they have been isolated and treated, so nothing will happen to them."

Suddenly, Zhou Sining realized.

It's not that the emperor wasn't angry, but he didn't take it to heart.

Perhaps when I first received the news about the epidemic from Yicheng Prefecture, I was worried, but after a few days, I found that only a few hundred people were sick, and they were all isolated and treated, so I felt it didn't matter.

Therefore, if no one answered the exam in the past few days, I was afraid that I would not be able to do it accurately.

Zhou Sining's face became increasingly ugly, his eyes were cold and cold, and his whole body was exuding a biting coldness.

(End of chapter)