Chapter Four Hundred and Forty First: Great Merit

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In the past few days, disaster victims from various counties have heard the news and come here.

Ever since, the city was overcrowded.

Many victims simply camped at the port.

As soon as the majestic Zhen Guogong came, there was an uproar of people here.

The second voyage had a better harvest than the first voyage. On the one hand, the sailors and helmsman became proficient, and on the other hand, it was Tang Yin who tapped the boat to gain experience.

The sailors have already begun to skillfully maneuver the ship, how to raise the sail, how to furl the sail, how to draw in the anchor, how to heave the anchor, how to draw in the net, a lot of knowledge cannot be taught by teaching, but must be practiced.

As soon as the ship docked, everyone started loading and unloading baskets of large yellow croakers.

Today I also brought in a king fish, which weighed thirteen catties. Tang Yin asked people to keep the big yellow croaker, and tonight we will have a banquet in the water village for the prefect Wen Yansheng. The prefect Wen, except for his accent like a clapper from Henan, can be heard It's a bit uncomfortable, but people are still nice.

On that day, the price of grain started a new round of sharp drop. In a blink of an eye, it reached five cents, and just like that... no one cares about it. Even people with some money don’t want to eat grain anymore. This is not a matter of money. In the most simple concept, the price of meat should be more expensive than food. There is meat to eat every day, and it is easy to digest fish.

Many people already want to die, because at the beginning, some people secretly bought a lot of food at high prices in order to hoard goods.

That night, I heard that the prefect Wen actually went to drink in the water village.

Ever since, letters began to be sent out one after another, and everyone couldn't live, so they took off your black hat first, Wen Yansheng.

But just this night.

The staggering Wen Yansheng returned to his hut, breathing out the smell of alcohol and hiccupping.

I rubbed my belly, the king fish tonight was delicious at first, but... I ate too much, and it turned out a bit boring.

Hiccupping again, he excitedly began to open his pen and ink.

After thinking about it, I started to write memorials.

This time...Ningbo Mansion doesn't seem to be short of food. Even, if this situation continues, it is very likely that the price of food in Ningbo Mansion will remain underestimated for a while, so...hey, the court must be very anxious now... …

Thinking of it this way, Wen Yan was very happy. If the princes of the Manchu Dynasty knew that the people now live on fat fish, wouldn't they be... a bit depressed?

In the year of catastrophe, why not eat yellow croaker?

It's just... When Wen Yansheng thought of those gentry who suffered heavy losses, Wen Yansheng frowned. He knew that the official career was dangerous, and the imperial court was thousands of miles away. , Is it because the smell of gunpowder is too strong, and now, they have been completely offended to death, but they don't know what troubles will arise.

After thinking about it, he sighed, "Forget it, the matter has come to an end, let them do it, even if they lose their black hat, at least, I, Wen Yansheng, still retain my innocence.

but……

His thoughts are flying, and the Japanese guard will set sail again tomorrow, but he doesn't know if he can still catch such a fat big fish king. If he catches it, then editor Tang will still invite me to eat it.

Although it's a bit boring, but the boring process is also very happy.

In particular, this Tang editor is a very talented person, and he made up poems and songs with his own hands. It is indeed a very pleasant thing to warm wine, eat fish, and talk about the world with him.

A memorandum has already been written, and then I ordered someone to send it out on a flying horse.

With the candle burning, Wen Yansheng thought again, that Tang Yin's mentor is really a remarkable person, otherwise, how could his disciple be so outstanding? In the mansion newspaper, the name of his mentor occasionally appears... such a person, I really look forward to seeing you.

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Deng House.

The Ministry of War received a letter from Deng Yinye during the incident.

This book was delivered almost non-stop by the family.

He is a native of Ningbo Prefecture, a second-class Jinshi, and soon became a senior official. Regardless of his low official position, he has great energy.

At this time of prosperity, Deng Yinye has never forgotten his folks, who are his roots.

He opened the letter, and when he saw that it was his old father crying, he immediately frowned, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice, it was so bold.

But the more he looked at it, the colder his heart became, and then... he peed in fright.

What?

Tang Yin?

That Hanlin editor Tang Yin?

This guy went fishing out of business, not only that, but also made a lot of complaints. And that magistrate...

no, no...

Tang Yin.

He looked up at the beams and pondered carefully.

Uncle Xin's protégé?

All of a sudden, the family letter became hot.

"Mother, go west, go west!"

Shredded the family letter, Deng Yinye became anxious, something happened, something big was going to happen, isn't this courting death? Yes, this is courting death. How could my old father mess with Tang Yin? Will Tang Yin repair the book and sue his teacher? ? Will Uncle Xin take revenge?

"..." Deng Yinye covered his heart.

He felt that he was quite stupid. No one knew who Uncle Xinjian was. Could it be... that he had offended him?

It shouldn't be an offense, after all,

No conflicts were created.

No, no!

In a hurry, he took the pen and paper.

After studying the book first and going back, my father is not a thing. If it wasn't for his son jumping up and scolding an old and immortal thing, which violated filial piety and hindered his reputation, Deng Yinye really wanted to jump up and yell at him.

In the family letter, it is very euphemistic that Dad, you have caused a big problem, so don't make any moves. Even if the Deng family loses only their underwear, they must grit their teeth and endure it, so that the green hills will not worry about firewood. Don't harm your son, it's not easy for your son to be an official.

Then, he took out a pen and paper, and then he was going to write a letter, so he had to think of a way to praise Uncle Xinjian. , what happened before was a misunderstanding. This person is really not to be messed with. He didn't play cards according to common sense. One day he went out and was shot black bricks. He didn't know how he died.

The question is... how to boast.

What should we brag about?

The memorials are sparse, so there is something to be said.

He began to rack his brains, thinking hard, and found that he didn't know how to write. Think again, think about it, what are his advantages, don't worry, don't worry, be calm, a person, living in this world, will always There are advantages, even if you are a pure scum, you should have them, then...

Deng Yinye looked up at the beams of the room, thinking hard, his hair turned gray a lot, he just sat there, thinking about it all night.

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Fang Jifan is worried.

A fast horse also brought Tang Yin's letter.

Fang Jifan also heaved a sigh of relief seeing that the matter of knocking on the boat and fishing was completed.

To tell the truth, it is really unfair to the big yellow croakers. It is tantamount to defrauding the big yellow croakers. It is against the law to cheat the fish and catch them all. But...so what, just lie to you , you come ashore to fight Fang Jifan.

However, Tang Yin expressed some concerns in the letter.

It seems... Offended someone, it seems that someone may take revenge on himself.

Damn it... After traveling through the years of childhood, it is really rare to see someone take revenge on me.

What are they trying to do?

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Just at this time, an urgent report from the prefect's yamen in Ningbo was also sent to the household department in a hurry.

Li Dongyang, Minister of the Household Department, is not here. He has been worrying about food for the past few days.

There is food, but it is... too difficult to deliver it to the disaster area in the shortest possible time.

There are many mountains in the south, and the waterways are criss-crossing. For transportation, it is simply a natural moat. Originally, Li Dongyang's original intention was to let Beiwawei release the stored food first, first to save the emergency, and then the court will calmly transfer the relief food.

But who would have thought that...

Hey... Let’s not talk about it, those damned starving ghosts, their three-month military rations are worth 3,000 people.

Li Dongyang couldn't imagine how people could be so hungry.

Now the ministries are still chattering about how to save people. Today, Liu Dongyang went to discuss in the palace again.

Liu Xin, the left servant of the household department on duty, after hearing the report from Ningbo Mansion, thought to himself, sure enough, it was like a reminder to ask for food. The Ningbo Mansion has sent seven letters, without exception. , are asking for food, this time, it should be no exception.

Thinking of this made his scalp tingle.

Liu Xin ordered someone to take the memorial.

Open.

bow your head.

one look.

"My minister Wen Yansheng, the prefect of Ningbo, said: Ningbo is suffering from severe drought, starvation is everywhere, and there is a town to prepare Japanese guards..."

What?

Liu Xin thought he was wrong and rubbed his eyes.

Not right.

Is this an insult to intelligence?

He continued to watch, and in the disaster... the people in the disaster area were eating fish...

Large yellow croaker...

The soup is still very tender.

The fish maw is very fat and extremely fresh.

Put a little salt, and the fish will be fragrant.

Liu Xin swallowed her saliva.

Was this Wen Yansheng a cook in his previous life?

Liu Xin looked dazed, and then he fell into deep thought.

Seeing Liu Shilang like this, the clerk at the side was terrified: "Grand Liu, what's the matter? What happened?"

Liu Xin raised his eyes, with a dazed expression on his face: "I have read thousands of volumes and read all over the past and present; I have been an official for thirty years, and I have experienced ups and downs in the official world. I have never seen anything in the world. I have eaten more salt than a person's rice. There are more roads than people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are well-informed. But this memorial is weird, so weird. In this world, can there be fish with long legs, and can they bump into fishing nets by themselves? Otherwise, How could it be... a good melody, how could you ponder over it carefully, and actually look at it, it has a bit of auspicious taste?"

"What?" This time, it was the scribe's turn to be confused, and he couldn't help but fell into deep thinking.

call……

Liu Xin heaved a sigh of relief: "No matter what the memorial is, let's send it to the palace as soon as possible. Whether the words in the memorial are true or not, it has its own sanctification!"

As Liu Xin spoke, he couldn't help but sigh again: "It's really weird."

Subconsciously swallowed his saliva, Wen Yansheng's writing was good, he suddenly wanted to eat fish.

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