"What happened?" Zhu Yun Yun quickly walked over and opened his mouth.

The running dark guard stops and slightly lowers his head, "Third master, Fuzhou eight hundred miles of emergency, Fu River breaks its mouth. The Ministry of Household, Ministry of Public Works several adults, waiting for the old master!"

(Jiangxi, Jiangxi during the Hongwu years a total of seven times a mega flood, here is the family words, the point in time is not right, can not be used as a reference. (Wow, and water a few words, haha.)

Jiangxi flooded again, Zhu Yunzhang was shocked in his heart.

As being cultivated by Zhu Yuanzhang as the Crown Prince, the daily study is not only those Confucianism and the learned history of ruling the country, but also the mountains and rivers, geography and other things. Jiangxi territory has many rivers, dozens of river breaks in the Yuan Dynasty, resulting in hundreds of thousands of people homeless.

Looking at the autumn harvest, the flood came, and can make the Ministry of Household and Ministry of Industry waiting to see the Emperor, must not be small.

Zhu Yunzhang turned back, only to see Zhu Yuanzhang came in stride, asked not even ask what is the matter, directly to the side guards said, "Prepare the horse, back to the palace!"

A moment ago, the grandchildren were still in the folk leisurely stroll, but now the two turned on the horse and hoofed it. On the back of the horse Zhu Yuanzhang's spine is straight, and his face is like sunken water.

Entering the palace without even changing their clothes, the two hurriedly stepped into Fengtian Hall. At the moment in the temple, Fu Youwen, Ministry of Household, Ministry of Public Works, Xia Xiang, Zhang Heng, Chinese Minister Liu Sango and other dozen of ministers, has been anxious into a hot pot of ants.

Seeing the two masters come in, hurriedly kowtowed.

"Ministers and other ........"

"Get up!" Zhu Yuanzhang sat down on the dragon chair and commanded, "Give a seat to a few love ministers and serve us tea." With that, he said to Zhu Yunzhang, "Da Sun, stand beside us!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yunzhang answered and stood at Zhu Yuanzhang's side.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Youwen, the Minister of Revenue, blanched and said in a trembling voice, "Jiangxi has been experiencing torrential rains for days since May, and the river has been surging for more than two months. Fuzhou eight hundred miles expedited to claim that the stone dike on the south bank of the Fu River breaks, between one day the break has reached more than two hundred feet."

Zhu Yun Yun's brain quickly pondered, Fu River is the second largest river in Jiangxi, more than six hundred miles long, while its watershed area is extremely wide, involving many surrounding many prefectures.

Two hundred feet of the break is equal to almost six hundred meters wide, imagine the flood from six hundred meters wide break out, is how shocking. And with the passage of time, the break will only get bigger and bigger, afraid of the northern part of Jiangxi, this year to grain harvest.

(Geography is not good, the case is based on the real flooding in the Ming Dynasty adapted)

Ministry of Public Works Secretary Xia Xiang also opened his mouth and said, "Fu River breaks, under the jurisdiction of Linchuan, Chongren, Yihuang, Jinxi, Le'an five counties, and next to Jianchang Road, Nancheng, Nanfeng, Xincheng, Guangchang 4 counties, I'm afraid of a lot of bad luck!"

Dead silence in the hall, Honghu water a total of nine counties, two states, which involves nearly hundreds of thousands of people, and incalculable property losses.

There was no hope for food in these areas, and on top of that the cities, homes and businesses were also finished. On top of that, hundreds of thousands of people had no food to eat, and there might be civil unrest.

It was the truth that the people would revolt if they had no food to eat.

Even if they don't rebel, after a flood there is often a large plague that accompanies it.

Think about it, don't dare to think about it.

This is Daming, even the best of Daming is not as good as the latter days.

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Once the flood came, at this moment, there are already many people who are homeless and displaced, and even starving.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunyun can no longer hold back, "Jiangxi May began to rain, local officials how not to report? These days look around the folding, are a piece of the good things, yesterday to Ganzhou in the official document, the royal grandfather also wrote, Jiangxi disaster, be sure to sympathize with the people. Fuzhou Road officials, is this compassionate?"

The ministers looked at each other and busily rose, "I am guilty ......."

"What are your sins? We are talking about Jiangxi now!" Zhu Yun opened his mouth, "That Fuzhou's officials just eight hundred miles to report an emergency, can there be a disposal program!"

Zhongshu Sheriff Liu Sango first glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang, then said to Zhu Yunzhang, "Back to your highness, Fuzhou government Zhang Shan asked the court to send relief quickly!"

"You know you need relief when something goes wrong, and you don't know to take precautions when nothing goes wrong!" Zhu Yun Yun said angrily, "Hey, he Zhang Shan is really doing a good job as an official!"

Seeing Zhu Yun Yun's face grimacing, his eyes showing killing intent. The courtiers looked at each other and said that this will definitely be another hard to serve, bad to serve monarch in the future.

King Wu's temper and the old emperor are too similar, both have knives in their hearts and are always grinding.

Zhu Yuanzhang's big hand clasped the back of the chair, face with a cold smile, "our big Sun is right, but now is not the time to talk about this, the head of one can not escape." Said, Zhu Yuanzhang paused, "You guys predict, nine counties and two states of the victims need how much food!"

"My ministers predict that they need around half a million stones, among which there is also salt, medicine and other things!" Squire Zhang Heng said.

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

This was not the time to hide, as the future heir, one had to show his powerful insights on political matters in front of the emperor.

Zhu Yunzhang opened his mouth and said to Zhu Yuanzhang, "Imperial grandfather, my grandson has overstepped his bounds!"

"No harm done!" Zhu Yuanzhang tensed his face, "You're old enough to share your grandfather's worries, just say it!"

"Yes!" Zhu Yunzhang said, "Imperial Grandfather, Sun'er thought that these grains are not enough. Immediately is the fall harvest, the people of nine counties this year's harvest a big flood all finished, now the relief is just the beginning, without the court's relief, the people winter how to live?"

"And after the flood, it also involves next year's spring production, as well as field clearing, all of which require food. We also need to prevent the spread of epidemics and prevent the victims from making trouble and roaming. How long can half a million stones of grain last?"

"How much grain is left in the capital's granary?" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't stop nodding and then asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, there are still two million stones of grain in the capital city's large warehouse!" Fu Youwen hesitates, "But, that is the military grain accumulated over the years, the reserve grain, easily cannot be utilized!"

This Ming looks at the flourishing world to rise, in fact, is a hundred waste to rise. Taking over this mess from the hands of Da Yuan, the south is fine, but the north because of the years of war, every year to court subsidies. There are also border wars and so on, Daming is also not rich.

"Then allocate grain and grass from Jiujiang Wuchang and other places, be quick and urgent!" Zhu Yuanzhang spoke up.

"But those two large silos are also military rations!" Fu Youwen paused, "Once they are taken out, if you want to fill them up again, it won't be three or five years that you can ........"

"The people are still waiting for food, can't care!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and paced back and forth, "The people are important, let them eat first!"

"I obey!"

Jiujiang Wuchang is a major north-south transit road, but also an important military town in the interior. Garrisoned with the most elite troops of the Great Ming, now to use their reserves of military food.

"You can let the big families in the state capitals donate grain!" Zhu Yun spoke.

He knew that in the feudal era, the local magnates and big families, can build bridges and roads to do good deeds, but seldom relief for the victims, there is a saying that the powers that be to prevent them from buying people's hearts.

However, now can not care, Jiangxi is bordered by Hubei, Wuchang Hanyang side has countless luxury grain merchants.

"Imperial grandfather, let them contribute grain, the court can give them recognition." Zhu Yun think about it, "For example, the government gives a title like what a peaceful scholar-gentleman or something like that."

"Hmph, don't even think about it!" Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly, "Grain is their lifeblood, that is to give them officials to do, they will not take it out!"

At this time, Xia Xiang, the Minister of Public Works, said, "Your Majesty, in addition to the grain for the relief of the victims, Fuzhou and other places also need silver money for things like repairing the riverbanks and cleaning up the river channels!" Saying this, he looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's face, "I calculated that it's about 680,000 taels!"

"Give!" Zhu Yuanzhang did not hesitate and said, suddenly frowning, "Is there any more in the Treasury of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"There's still three million silver coins, but that's a pressed bottom that can't be moved." Xia Xiang sighed.

Daming, now even six hundred thousand dollars of silver can not be taken out?

No, but that three million is really a financial reserve, can not be moved lightly. And the border for years of war, military expenditure is as vast as running water.

Blue jade won the battle to return to the dynasty in the imminent, and is a sum of silver money reward.

(Don't think three million less, Kang Xi sixty years emperor, only to his son left eight million treasury. Of course, the Qing dynasty salt tax tea tax are the emperor's private money, not counting the national treasury)

"Take as much as you can!" The emperor was hard to be, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly opened his mouth, "No, cut from the palace's usage and send it to the local people!"