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Chapter four hundred and forty-eight

Whether Shanghai can recover it is directly related to whether the grain for the coming year can be transported. The emperor frequently issued an order to urge Xu Naizhao, who did not dare to slack off. Not only did he fight but also supervise the battle himself.

However, the Society not only has a city to defend, but also has thorns under the outer city walls, and many traps have been dug. There are sharp bamboo thorns buried under the trap. Once they fall into the trap, it is difficult to escape. Even the houses next to the city walls outside the city have gun holes on the walls, and white powder is applied on the outside. A piece of white paper is covered with the outside of the gun hole, which is the same color as the wall. The officers and soldiers suffered a great loss because of this. Every time they rushed to the front, they would be knocked down by the rioters with foreign guns.

I don’t know whether he was eager to atone for his sins or to take revenge. In order to clear these obstacles and clear this barrier, he ordered the brave men he later to burn down more than 2,000 houses and shops in the area of ​​Xiaonanmen and Xiaodongmen, leaving only some ruins and bricks piled up rubble, resulting in the destruction of the essence of a century-old wealth.

The people who originally lived in the suburbs of the city were homeless and could only pour into the concession. The concession was not only crowded, but even famine broke out. The weather was so cold that people who starved and frozen to death every day had to use a cart to pull them.

Yang Nengge turned a blind eye, Sun Feng was powerless, Qiao Songnian couldn't bear to see it, so he asked Xu Naizhao to let Han Xiufeng take charge of the relief bureau. The people were not only hungry and cold, but also complained. Xu Naizhao did not want to push the people to the side of the rebellion, so he not only agreed but also donated 500 taels.

Relief is a matter of doing good deeds and accumulating virtues. Han Xiufeng naturally would not refuse. As soon as he received the official documents from the imperial envoy, he and Shanghai magistrate Sun Feng convened gentry and merchants to raise money and grain, and set up a porridge field on the small river next to the French Concession and the west of the British Concession Race Hall, where he distributed porridge every day. At the same time, he summoned young men to go to the remote suburbs to cut reeds and build a shack, so that the homeless people can have a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

I go out early and come back late every day, and I am so busy that I am overwhelmed.

Yang Nengge saw it in his eyes and was anxious because he suddenly realized that he had always paid attention to the official voice and became a treacherous minister among the people of Shanghai, and Han Xiufeng became a good official praised by the people.

"What else have those troublemakers said? Don't hide it!" Yang Nengge became more and more depressed as he thought about it. He stared at Ding Guiwen, who had just returned from the porridge farm inquiry.

"They said... they said that Han Xiufeng was dismissed because he was killed by treacherous ministers. Some troublemakers didn't know where they heard that it was the master who impeached Han Xiufeng, so they were talking about you behind the scenes. They also said that you set up a card to draw quotations and impose levies. They said that you sent yamen runners to take people everywhere and take their lives aside."

"Where are gentry, what do those gentry say?" Yang Nengge asked with a gloomy face.

Ding Gui said carefully: "The gentry and merchants in the concession are not gossiping, but they are quite close to Han Xiufeng these days. Especially Yu Taifeng, not only donated ten ships of rice, but also donated 10,000 silver dollars! If it weren't for the big families who paid for the money and grain, wouldn't the Han surname have money to win people's hearts?"

"Yu Taifeng, is that merchant ship king?"

"It's him. It is said that his family has hundreds of sand boats, not only wealthy but also good things. Didn't the court allow local governments to donate a lot of money? He donated ten places to Shanghai County alone."

"Go and inquire."

"As for orders, the younger one will go here."

After sending Ding Gui away, Yang Nengge walked into the left wing room where his friends lived, sat down and asked, "Mr. Chen, have the spies of the rebels captured a few days ago mentioned Yu Taifeng?"

Master Chen was stunned for a moment, hurriedly found a record, looked carefully, then looked up and said, "Reporting to Dongweng, those spies did mention Yu Taifeng."

"What did you say?" Yang Nengge asked coldly.

"The spy asked Liu Lichuan and other bandit leaders to confess that they saw that the city was short of food, so they asked Yu Taifeng to smuggle food into the city on the condition that they did not move the Yu family's industries in the city. So far, eighteen ships have been smuggled."

"What a Yu Taifeng, how dare you conquer the bandits!"

Master Chen realized that Yang Nengge wanted to deal with the famous "Marriage Ship King", and quickly reminded: "Dongweng, Yu Taifeng is both a businessman and a gentry. He is not only respectful but also donated his top belt."

"You can get rid of the band by donating the overhead belt?" Yang Nengge asked gritted his teeth.

"Dongweng, Wansheng said that he was not allowed to move him, but he could not act rashly."

"Why can't you act rashly?"

"What he donated was from the third-grade top belt, and the people hid in the concession, so it was not that easy to touch him."

Thinking that although Yu Taifeng's top belt was donated for money, he was just a businessman after all, he was from the third rank. If he wanted to cure Yu Taifeng's crime, he would either ask the court for an order or ask the platform to come forward. Thinking that Yu Taifeng would not easily be sent to the concession, if he sent someone to arrest him, the Yu would definitely not surrender. Yang Nengge could only grit his teeth and said, "Remember this account first, and wait until Shanghai recovers and see how I deal with him!"

...

Han Xiufeng was very busy. He didn't know that he had blocked Suertai and other Qiu Ba's burning, killing and looting, and now he has become one of the few good officials in the eyes of Shanghai people over the years because of raising grain and providing relief. He also did not know that the "Merchant Ship King" who was happy with good deeds was targeted by Yang Nengge.

After a busy day, I dragged my tired body back to the "Sichuan Guild Hall" and was about to ask what to eat tonight. Xiao Wuzi, who had already returned to the capital, came back with Liang Liuyi, who returned to Taizhou a few days ago, who sent a letter to Guo Peilin.

As soon as Xiao Wuzi saw him, he took out a stack of letters from the package and said anxiously: "Fourth Master, this is a letter from Huang Jingshi, Ji Hanlin, Ao Hanlin and others to you."

"You are not staying in the capital, why are you running back?" Han Xiufeng asked again while opening the letter: "Lao Liu, where did you meet Xiao Wuzi?"

"In Wanfu Bridge." Liang Liu grinned and took out a stack of letters from his arms: "Fourth Master, this letter was given to you by Lord Guo, this letter was asked by Qunaitai to send you, this letter was given to you by Mr. Wu."

"Which Mr. Wu?"

"Mr. Wu Wenming, he is thinking about you. He asked this and that, and asked me for most of the day."

"Xiao Wuzi, so you not only went to Taizhou first, but also went to Wanfuqiao?"

"Second Master, you don't know that Changmao in Yangzhou City ran away. Changmao in Jiangning City divided his troops to respond. Not only did they pick up Changmao in Yangzhou City, but they also caught the surrounding officials off guard..." Xiao Wuzi vividly reported the whole story.

Hearing that before he could get hot in the capital, he helped Huang Zhongyin and Ji Yunfei deliver letters from afar. Han Xiufeng was really sorry and said sincerely: "This chaos makes you run back and forth, and you're suffering."

"Not bitter, Fourth Master, the shopkeeper Liu from our Beijing branch council said that your business is our Rishengchang business. It is my blessing to be able to help you run errands."

"Just run errands, just run errands, and you will be blessed!" Han Xiufeng couldn't help but smile.

"What a blessing!" Xiao Wuzi looked back at Datou and grinned, "Fourth Master, I won't go back this time. I will go to find my uncle later. From tomorrow on, I will be the accountant of the Shanghai Branch. If you didn't support me, I would have to wait for another ten or eight years before I can get the accountant."

Thinking that Rishengchang's accountant's annual salary was higher than that of the magistrate, Han Xiufeng couldn't help but smile and said, "Congratulations, this is a great joy!"

"Send your blessing to you, Master Fourth."

Datou Jing was thinking about going back to his hometown these days, and was not interested in Xiao Wuzi's accountant, but asked anxiously: "Fourth brother, what did Lord Guo say, what did Lord Huang and Master Ji say?"

Han Xiufeng did not expect Huang Zhongyin and Ji Yunfei to act so quickly. When he heard that he was impeached by Yang Nengge, he asked Xiao Wuzi to find Guo Peilin. He did not expect that Guo Peilin would find Wu Wenming, intending to ask Wu Wenming to go to Hubei to find Wu Wenrong, the governor of Huguang, and ask Wu Wenrong to ask the court to ask him to serve in Huguang.

It’s good to go to Huguang, after all, Huguang is close to Sichuan. Besides, serving is just an excuse. Wu Wenming doesn’t even need to go to the province. Once the emperor’s decree arrives, you can go back to your hometown directly. Huguang can find a reason to pass by.

Han Xiufeng became more and more excited as he thought about it. He looked up and smiled, "We can't stay in Shanghai for a few days, and we can stay for a month or two at most. We can go home after the New Year."

"Really?" Big Head asked subconsciously.

"What do you do? It's time to go back for two or three years." Han Xiufeng put down the letter and smiled: "Let Cuihua cook a few more vegetables at night, make two pots of wine to celebrate."
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