Regardless of whether Zhu Houzhao's words were intentional or unintentional, after listening to Zhu Houzhao's words, Ye Chunqiu suddenly thought of something.

Zhu Zaiyao's name is three earths, and the collapse of the earth is also related to earth. The emperor would not think that Zhu Houyao is a broom star.

Ye Chunqiu hurriedly said seriously: "I heard that if the sky collapses and the earth is broken, a saint comes out. Although the earth collapses is a bad omen, it is not just His Royal Highness..."

Zhu Houzhao smiled, "Ye Aiqing, don't be nervous. I have no intention of blaming Zhu Zaiyao. He is my flesh and blood. Do I blame him for causing disaster to me?"

It was just noon, but the capital was in chaos, and all kinds of rumors came out, and the ministries were already facing a great enemy. The cabinet had almost become a market. People from various ministries came to wait for orders and acted in accordance with the instructions of the cabinet ministers at any time.

After more than three hours, the sky was dark, but the outer court was still lively, with bright lights and everyone was all night long. It was impossible for the heads of various departments to go to rest at this time, but the fast horses from Xuanfu finally arrived.

The location of the disaster was in Datong. The specific disaster situation was not calculated, but at least thousands of houses were damaged and countless casualties were injured. Datong was a major city and a throat place in the north. There were tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians, and at this time it was already full of sorrow.

Liu Jian and others were constantly summoning officials from various departments and dispatching various matters. The departments entered the river to coordinate and coordinate how to respond and appease the people. Everything must be personally involved. The dispatch of money and grain from the Ministry of Revenue was also the biggest problem. However, at this time, the inspector Di Yi tiptoed to Jiao Fang's public housing.

Jiao Fang sat in the desk in the public room, frowned and pondered something. Di Yi first bowed to Jiao Fang and said, "Donald Jiao, the subordinate official has something to report."

Jiao Fang raised her eyes and glanced at Di Yi, but just nodded casually.

Di Yi was his disciple, so Jiao Fang didn't have to be polite to him. He just looked down at the report from Xuanfu and said, "Oh, it's Zixin. At this time, the Censorate should not cause trouble, the disaster is like fire..."

Di Yi said, "En Mansion, students have important things to report, it is about Xuan Mansion."

After hearing this, Jiao Fang's frowns looked deeper. He raised his head and said, "What's the important thing?"

Di Yi stepped forward and lowered his voice and said, "Actually, there should be a report today. The student just came back from the Xuanfu patrol. In Datong Town, smallpox broke out a few days ago. The urgent memorial was not here for some reason. But today, I didn't expect that the ground collapse would happen again. Isn't this aggravation? Now the government and the country are paying attention to the ground collapse, and the smallpox... has been ignored."

smallpox……

Jiao Fang's expression changed when she heard this. The infectiousness of this smallpox is extremely strong. Once it becomes popular, its harm will not be less than that of the plague. If it is contagious, it will be enough to cause large-scale death.

It was really raining in the leaking house. If so, disaster relief would be troublesome. The collapse of the ground and the smallpox would be enough to destroy all the 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Datong.

"This matter..." Jiao Fang narrowed her eyes and said, "Who else knows?"

Di Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Now all the officials are paying attention to the news coming from Xuanfu, and are busy with the disaster. I think I haven't noticed it yet, and the students think that they should report to Enfu first, and then..."

"I understand." Jiao Fang looked solemn, but said lightly: "But let's put a lot of pressure on this matter first."

After he said that, he called a clerk and said, "Go and pick up all the memorials related to Xuanfu a few days ago."

After hearing this, the clerk was busy and went there. After a while, he picked dozens of memorials. Jiao Fang read them all. Finally, his eyes fell on a memorial made by the prefect of Datong. There was indeed something about the smallpox epidemic on it, but it was just that the epidemic only occurred in a certain village and had been quarantined.

No wonder it didn't attract attention. Jiao Fang said to Di Yi: "Are you sure the smallpox epidemic has spread in Datong these days?"

Di Yi said: "It's true."

He stretched his neck and looked at the report from the Datong Prefect, and continued: "Either the latest epidemic has not yet been reported, or someone deliberately suppressed the news. Most local officials like to conceal the report, unless the lid can't be covered, they will report the report truthfully."

Jiao Fang breathed a long sigh and said, "I understand. No one can tell you about this matter, Zixin..." He suddenly smiled and looked at Di Yi and said, "I'm doing my own thing. A few days ago, the Chief Censor Liu Yao retired. This position has been vacant until now. I have always wanted to recommend you. Zhang Butang has already said hello."

Di Yi hurriedly fell to the ground, looking grateful and crying, saying, "The kindness of the family is great, the students cannot repay you."

Jiao Fang lowered his head to read the memorial again, but waved his hand gently and signaled Di Yi to go down.

He was busy until midnight, and the cabinet was still brightly lit. At this time, Zhu Houzhao, who was still waiting for news from the court, had already ordered some cabinet ministers to go to the warm cabinet to talk.

A few old ministers seemed exhausted one by one, and rushed to the warm room. Zhu Houzhao sat upright on the soft collapse, while Ye Chunqiu still had not left.

Everyone saluted, and Liu Jian roughly reported the disaster: "After the land collapse, there is no statistics yet, but the disaster is like fire. I have ordered the Ministry of Revenue to open a warehouse, dispatch money and grain, and transfer departments in various places. At any time, the mules and horses along the way must be requisitioned at any time. The most important thing at the moment is that the court appointed an imperial envoy to represent the emperor to rush to Xuanfu to provide disaster relief."

Speaking of the appointment of imperial envoys, generally speaking, the Qingliu official went to the disaster relief as imperial envoys.

When Zhu Houzhao heard that he wanted to appoint an imperial envoy, he seemed hesitant and said in annoyance: "I don't know who is the most suitable person to send?"

Jiao Fang's eyes flashed quickly, and then he said first: "Your Majesty, I recommend Ye Chunqiu."

As soon as he said that the king and his ministers were a little surprised, and even Ye Chunqiu could not help but be surprised.

Disaster relief is a post-disaster, and it is generally easy to accumulate reputation. This time the court is doing its best to provide disaster relief and will not be stingy in terms of money and food. This is simply a political achievement that comes to the door. As long as there is no chaos in the civil war, this is a real qualification.

Logically speaking, when encountering this situation, many people would recommend their disciples and former officials. In fact, Xie Qian did have the intention to ask Ye Chunqiu to provide disaster relief, but it was a bit inconvenient. He always felt that this was abolishing private affairs because of public and private affairs. Moreover, Ye Chunqiu was just a Hanlin editor. Although he was entrusted with an imperial envoy, his qualifications and reputation were insufficient. After all, he could control those local officials at the local level?

However, Jiao Fang recommended Ye Chunqiu to go, which seemed very intriguing!
Chapter completed!