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Jingdong Fengming Chapter 282 Shaanxi Affairs [Part 2]

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    Chapter 282 Shaanxi Affairs [Part 2] "Officials, I don't know who to send to dredge the river? How much will it cost?" At this time, Song Xiang, the political advisor, asked abruptly.  These words immediately attracted a lot of attention. Why?  Whether it is ancient or modern, this engineering matter is very interesting, especially this matter is related to the safety of Shaanxi.  The imperial court will definitely try its best to dredge the river. I can't say that it has all the money and food, but at least it will devote a lot of resources to regulating the Yellow River.  "Ahem! Of course, the Yellow River Supervisor will be responsible for this matter!" Zhang Shixun said slowly.  The current Supervisor of the Yellow River was promoted by him the year before last. Naturally, such a lucrative job was given to his own people!  Lu Yijian glanced at Zhang Shixun, also in a slow and leisurely manner, but his language was surprisingly sharp.  "What Duke Ying said makes sense, but Duke Ying has never thought about it. The current governor of the Yellow River was recently promoted, less than a year ago. How much experience does he have in managing the Yellow River? In the past, it was just a few minor floods.  But this dredging of the river is, in a small way, related to the lives of 1.5 million households in Shaanxi Road. But in a big way, it is related to the safety of the Northern Song Dynasty and even the national destiny. Leave such an important matter to a new person!  The Yellow River Supervisor has been in office for less than a year. This matter needs to be discussed!" After a pause, Lu Yijian recommended: "I think Wu Zunlu, a doctor from the Ministry of Industry, is the best candidate!" Song Renzong couldn't help being a little surprised after hearing Lu Yijian's suggestion:  "It's Wu Andao! He seems to have a good way of managing water conservancy. He built 19 gates in Zhen, Chu, Taizhou and Gaoyou Lake to store and discharge floods, and irrigate hundreds of acres of fields. Is it just that irrigation is different from dredging rivers?" Lu Yijian nodded.  Said: "That's right! Although the Huaihe River is not as good as the Yellow River, what it needs is not the sophisticated management methods, but the ability of coordinating officials! After all, the Yellow River has been supervising for more than seventy years. Aren't there some officials who are proficient in water conservancy?  But can any of them coordinate such a huge project? The most important thing is that Wu Zunlu is upright and will never take bribes! When he was the governor of Changzhou, he decisively dispatched people when there were signs of famine.  Go to other places to buy food. There is a famine in nearby counties, but this is not the case in Changzhou. In the autumn, the people of the state are persuaded to collect firewood and buy it in exchange for official rice.  The firewood was sold to the people of the state. The officials did not lose money, and the people made a profit. When he saw that there were many refugees, he built hundreds of huts for them to live in, and donated salt and vegetables from his own salary, and gave medicine to the sick.  Those who wished to return were sent back to their hometowns by boat. Many people in various counties died of hunger and cold, but Changzhou was safe. The people were grateful to Wu Zunlu, and his popularity among the people was very high. " Song Renzong couldn't help it when he heard this!  Hit his head.  He was about to say something in agreement, but Zhang Shixun had already voiced his objection on the other end.  "Although this is true, everyone can talk on paper. It would be great if the Huaihe River was like the Yellow River! Why should the country always worry about the floods in the Yellow River? And if the officials let Wu Zunlu be responsible for managing the Yellow River, then they would put the supervisor of the Yellow River in charge  Where is it? In this case, please ask the officials to remove the supervisor of the Yellow River and let Wu Zunlu take charge!" Song Renzong thought about it for a long time, and it was difficult to handle.  You can't dismiss the Yellow River Governor just because of such a dispute, right?  After all, the position of the Yellow River Supervisor is not low, and he is also the most important department in the management of waterways in the world.  When the emperor is in trouble, his ministers will naturally come to help.  Song Xiang, who was angry, suggested with some annoyance: "In the official family, Ying Guogong and Lu Xianggong each have their own opinions. I think it is better to take advantage of each other. Let Wu Langzhong be in charge of dredging the Yellow River in Shaanzhou.  Wouldn't it be better if the governor of the Yellow River could be supplemented by the deputy position? " Song Renzong thought Song Xiang's words were good. I guess Zhang Shixun and Lu Yijian wouldn't have any objections, right?  Song Renzong was afraid that there would be trouble again, so he nodded and said: "This matter is settled like this! Song Aiqing, you can draft this edict!" "I obey!" Song Xiang agreed and walked to the table next to him.  On the desk, he slowly unfolded a blank edict, brushed the small copper plate filled with water with his left hand, and lightly sprinkled some water on the bluestone inkstone. He pulled up the sleeve robe with his right hand, and picked up the ink block with his left hand and gently rubbed the ink.  Zhang Shixun and Lu Yijian also felt that such a result might not be unacceptable, and they did not continue to make trouble at the moment.  Zhao Juan sneered in his heart. This matter seemed to be a compromise, but in fact it was already a party dispute.  Although Wu Zunlu was the top leader, the Yellow River Supervisor naturally made great efforts to dredge the river this time. The lower-level officials below were basically from the Yellow River Supervisor.  Although the Yellow River Supervisor recommended by Zhang Shixun is the second-in-command, this time is temporary after all. These officials will have to return to the Yellow River Supervisor in the future, and they will have to look at the Yellow River Supervisor's face to eat, so they will naturally give their full support to the Yellow River Supervisor.  When there is a commotion, isn¡¯t it internal friction?  I just hope LuThe two guys, Yi Jian and Zhang Shixun, knew the powerful relationship, so they restrained their subordinates and controlled the internal friction within a certain range.  As for how much food should be paid, Yan Shu was surprisingly nervous at this time, and he did not have the calm demeanor of a scholar at all.  There is no way, because Yan Shu is in charge of the third department of envoys at the moment, and over the years, he has spent money almost to the point of vomiting blood.  It¡¯s just that this time the management of the Yellow River is related to Shaanxi and even the national destiny of the Song Dynasty.  After some bickering, Yan Shu had to give in.  Agree to pay 800,000 guan and 2 million dan in food.  It¡¯s just that after the topic ended, Zhao Juan felt that Yan Shu looked like the same person - Bao Zheng!  Because at this moment, Yan Shu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, that is, the crescent moon was missing on his forehead!  This is the time, Song Xiang has also finished drafting the edict.  He took the edict and showed it to Song Renzong. Song Renzong nodded frequently as he read it. Song Xiang was worthy of being a literary star who won three yuan titles in a row. His literary talent was outstanding!  Nothing to say!  Song Renzong said: "Very good, there is no need to modify it!" With that, Song Renzong stamped and sealed the edict.  Song Xiang said: "The official family, I have some suggestions for guarding against Xixia!" "Oh! What suggestions does Song Aiqing have?" Song Renzong was already ready to tell everyone to leave slowly, but at this moment he had to stop it.  If it reaches the throat.  Song Xiang organized his speech and said: "Guan, Shaanxi is now in danger of war. We are not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case. We need to strengthen the defense of Tongguan to prepare for the Xixia thieves!" Song Renzong thought about it and felt that this was a good statement.  !  "Well, Song Aiqing's suggestion is good! That's it, let Wu Zunlu repair the defenses at Shangtong Pass!" Yan Shu's already dark complexion turned even darker. Wouldn't this be another expense?  Zhao Juan couldn't help but wonder, do these scholar-bureaucrats know the art of war?  Why do you come up with some useless strategies?  "Brother Imperial, I have some objections here!" Zhao Jian stepped out and said.  Song Xiang¡¯s face was a bit unhappy. Zhao Juan was his disciple at the beginning, and when Zhao Juan and Song Renzong had a vague dispute, he sided with Song Renzong.  Although there is nothing special at first glance, the relationship between Song Xiang and Zhao Juan has become very subtle. Especially when Zhao Juan comes out to speak at this time, Song Xiang has the illusion of being slapped in the face.  A strange color flashed in Song Renzong's eyes, and he said, "What do you have to say, seventh brother?" Zhao Juan straightened his back, looking so heroic, and Song Renzong couldn't help but feel a flash of jealousy in his eyes.  Compared with his increasingly weak body, Zhao Juan seemed to be a rising sun, dazzling, bright and radiant.  "Brother Imperial, I heard that all the barbarians were born outside the territory of the previous king. Therefore, they were blocked from the sea to the east, separated from the quicksand to the west, crossed the desert to the north, and held the Five Ridges in the south. This is why the world is restricted to barbarians. And brother, the emperor is now reinforcing the defense of Tongguan and setting up  Where is Shaanxi? Do you want to give up all the land west of Tongguan? " Song Xiang's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Have you said this, King Wei? The defense of Tongguan is just a precaution!  Don¡¯t you see that we are all discussing how to strengthen Shaanxi¡¯s military strength? It¡¯s okay if others don¡¯t know. How can King Wei say such a thing?¡± Zhao Jian stiffened his neck and said, ¡°It¡¯s just because others don¡¯t know.  That¡¯s what I said! I know what Xianggong means and what the emperor¡¯s intention is. But do the people in the world know about it? What will they think when they see and hear about strengthening the defense of Tongguan?  The officials are probably going to give up on Shaanxi! The Xixia people are applauding! We, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, are afraid that the imperial court will abandon Tongguan and fall to Xixia! How can Shaanxi defend itself in such a situation?  Speaking of this, Zhao Juan said categorically: "If the emperor continues to agree to repair the Tongguan defense, then please send people to Xixia now to request for the cession of territory and peace! The province will lose troops and generals, so that I will waste my life.  Song's money!" Song Renzong was blushing at Zhao Juan's words, but Song Xiang, the proposer, was even more embarrassed. He was so embarrassed and angry that he couldn't say anything to refute.  Zhang Shixun coughed and said slowly: "King Wei, who is a thousand years old, there is no need to be so excited. Mr. Song is just for the sake of the Song Dynasty! Although the suggestion is wrong, it can be forgiven!" "Well! Yes! Yes! What the seventh brother said is true.  That's right, I heard it! Song Aiqing, don't take this matter too seriously!" Song Renzong naturally came down in a hurry.  Zhao Juan glanced at Zhang Shixun, said nothing, and just returned to his original position.  Zhang Shixun did not pay attention to Zhao Juan. He glanced at Lu Yijian.  I was a little angry in my heart, it was all the fault of Lu Tanfu, okay, why did I transfer this strange prince back?What?  Even though this strange prince didn't speak much today, every time he spoke, he hit the nail on the head, making us husband-in-laws a little bit disheartened.  Song Renzong was afraid of causing trouble again, so after discussing a few trivial matters, he gave up.  All the ministers and ministers naturally knew what to do, and they all left one after another.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.)
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