The servant went up to ask, and after a moment of questioning, he came back to report: "Master, these refugees are all from Yuanwu County, and Yuanwu's river bank has broken."

"What? Is it broken again? Alas, the Yellow River, the Yellow River." Wang Anshi said, shaking his head.

The Yellow River's breach is a rare thing in later generations. In this era, it happens from time to time. Breakdowns of all sizes are too common, and even the Yellow River's diversion often occurs. In the past two years, half of the city of Bianliang was flooded.

The original Wu County belongs to Zhengzhou. Zhengzhou and Kaifeng are adjacent to each other, both belong to Jingji Road. Zhengzhou is in the west and Kaifeng is in the east, and is very close to each other. From the original Wu to Kaifeng Bianliang, it is only within 200 miles. This line is the Yellow River waterway, Bianliang is on the south bank of the Yellow River, and the original Wu County is on the north bank of the Yellow River.

Gan Qi looked at the countless refugees walking slowly from a distance. Apart from the ragged clothes and ragged clothes, they had no body, all of them were full of sorrow, slow movements, and had a very pitiful face. He asked, "The court should ask for disaster relief, Brother Jiefu is afraid he will be busy."

The Duzhiyamen is a place where money and food are entered and sent. If you want to provide disaster relief, you will naturally be busy. Wang Anshi was not afraid of being busy and said, "Busy is nothing. Even if the southern taxes have not yet entered Beijing, the treasury is in a shortage. I don't know if the breakdown of the original Wuhe River channel is serious. If the disaster area is too large, it will be in a dilemma."

The Yellow River, the Yangtze River, and the rivers of all sizes and all kinds are in this era of underdeveloped science and technology. There are countless disasters every year. There are no dam adjustments in the south, and when the rainy season comes, there will be floods, and the disaster area will be large and small, all depends on luck.

The same is true for the Yellow River. There are more and more mud and sand, the river channel is getting higher and higher, and the river bank embankments have to be built higher and higher, making it easier to break the dikes.

Looking through historical books, there are records of flood relief everywhere in the Tang, Song, Ming, Qing and Republic of China. In the years and months, where the breaks are made, where the floods are everywhere, and where the food is given. Once the court responds to the failure, it immediately becomes refugees and rebellion in the records, and then it is to suppress the thieves and provide disaster relief. If the thieves are suppressed, they will record it in a few words. If the thieves cannot suppress them, it will be troublesome.

However, in the farming era, a large population cannot be separated from the edges of rivers. There must be vast plains beside rivers, so rivers are the foundation of China. I accept the nourishment brought by rivers again and again, and also accept the disasters brought by rivers again and again. This is China.

Wang Anshi hurriedly said goodbye and walked into the city. It was time for him to be busy.

Ganqi stood on the shore and watched the refugees walk past him, with empty eyes and countless children crying in hunger.

Near the capital, as long as there is a disaster, these refugees know where to go and where to get food. However, these refugees have arrived in the capital Bianliang, but they cannot enter the city and can only wait outside the city for relief.

There are countless beggars on the pier, and countless gatherings outside the sumo wrestling field.

There were more soldiers guarding the city at the gate of the city. Because the city gate tower surrounded many refugees who were begging for food, all the soldiers had to do was to ensure the smooth flow of the city gate, and they could not help but wave wooden sticks and whips to drive away the refugees from being congested.

Gan Qi sighed, and after watching the refugees for a long time, Gan Qi also entered the city.

Maybe what should I do for these refugees? Gan Qi had some thoughts and was thinking about these things along the way. Disaster relief is not only a good deed, but also a political capital. No matter what the purpose is, it should be done. It will be beneficial to Gan Qi without any harm.

It just needs to spend money.

Gan Qi is willing to spend money, but there are some considerations about how to spend this money.

Back in the city's house, Gan Qi picked up his pen and wrote many posts.

After writing, he sent someone to send it out, and then Gan Qi went to the Taixue.

Today's Taixue no longer knows when the trend of the Taixue before began, and has changed.

The young people who used to talk big now have gradually become much quieter and calmer. The atmosphere of reading seems to have changed. This change is a bit indescribable, but it can be felt personally. Especially Hu Yuan, he obviously feels that these students in the Taixue School have become more agile and easy to learn, less jumping and more mature.

It’s like a young man who has gone from carefree and carefree years to a young man who has really started to think about many problems. This change is not obvious at first glance, but it also takes many experiences to do so.

In the past, when Gan Qi came to Taixue, he would always meet people walking around as soon as he entered the door, such as Confucius. Every time Gan Qi came, the first person to come to greet him was Confucius. This time, Confucius didn't know where he went. The sound of reading aloud in the school did not come, but he could see figures studying hard from afar.

Gan Qi also seemed to be able to feel this change and walked towards Hu Yuan's room.

Hu Yuan in front of the desk sometimes wrote quickly, sometimes frowned and thought. Even the sound of Gan Qi paying homage at the door seemed to have not heard Hu Yuan.

After Ganqi finished speaking, he said: "Student Ganqi, pay homage to sir."

Hu Yuan did not look up, but asked directly: "Who? Who is here?"

"Student Ganqi, pay homage to sir."

"Gan Qi?" Hu Yuan raised his head and immediately smiled. He stood up and came out of the case before he came out, and said, "Daojian is here, come in quickly, come in quickly."

Gan Qi bowed and walked into the room. He saw Hu Yuan directly turned his head and picked up a stack of paper on the desk, and said, "Daojian, please take a look, look at the book I have recently prepared."

Gan Qi took the manuscript and looked through it for a few times. In fact, he really couldn't read it much, so he looked up and said, "Sir, I'm reading the manuscript later. Students are here to discuss something."

"If Dao Jian has something to do, it must be a big deal, Dao Jian sat down and said."

Gan Qi sat down and said slowly: "When the students came, they saw many refugees outside the city, thousands of which were built at the crack of the river embankment in Wu County. The students wanted to discuss disaster relief with their husbands."

"I've broken my mouth again? Oh, the world is not kind. I will definitely speak in front of the emperor about disaster relief. The officials have always been kind, and the court will definitely do their best. Dao is firm and rest assured. The officials in the court will do their best." Hu Yuan felt a little melancholy.

Gan Qi nodded: "Students also want to contribute to these victims."

Hu Yuan looked at Gan Qi and probably guessed in his heart that Gan Qi was going to pay for good things again, and said, "If Daojian wants to do his best, I will support you, but this kind of thing should be done according to his ability. There are so many disaster victims. Even if you lose all your money, how much can you save yourself? So just be at ease and don't force it too much. The court has many methods for disaster relief. Young and strong people will recruit into the army, so that they can have a full meal. The elderly, weak, women and children will be able to release food, just wait for the flood to recede and return to their hometown to continue farming. This is like this every year."

To talk about the method of disaster relief in the Song Dynasty, it was really a genius idea. It would attract young and strong refugees to the ranks of the young and strong refugees. One could prevent these young and strong people from becoming bandits, two could supplement the military and the other could also play a role in disaster relief, saving the expenses of direct disaster relief, killing a few birds with one stone.

But this method seems to be a real genius, and can always solve the problems in front of you, but there are endless troubles.

However, this problem is not something that Gan Qi can solve now, so he heard Gan Qi say, "Sir, the student's strength is limited, but the student has thought of some other solutions, so he wants to ask the teacher to help."

"Oh? What's the solution? Tell me." Hu Yuan asked.
Chapter completed!