When Tang Jie stepped into the door with one leg, it looked like a face-changing. The tight lines on his face softened, the corners of his lips raised, with a respectful and pleasing smile. He shouted: "Prime Minister, this is the memorial I received this morning." He quickly stepped forward and placed the memorial on Cheng Mo's large desk. He glanced at the memorial that was spread out. He couldn't see the signature at the end, so he took two steps back and stood on the side of the table.

Official documents from all over the country are sent, and most of the memorials in the capital are delivered here first. Even if Cheng Mo is young, he is very tired after sitting for a few hours.

Tang Ji was responsible for the food. Dai Wei would pick out any memorials about this and send them to him. After reading them, he would write down the handling opinions and put them in the bamboo slips for Cheng Mo's reference. If it was a general official document, Cheng Mo would deal with it directly. If the relevant policies or matters were serious, Cheng Mo might submit it to Liu Xunyu for approval, or would submit it in the morning court, the ministers discussed, the emperor made the decision, and then he would make the final decision and make the corresponding decision.

Tang Ji took office through recommendation, and only worked for two months, and did not even pass the probation period. During this period, all the memorials were handled by Huo Guang and Liu Xun. Su Zhi was doing nothing, so what kind of experience can Tang Ji have in government affairs? In addition, because of the flogging, he ran to Wu Kong and asked to join Wu Kong's disciple. Cheng Mo didn't want to use him, but he hadn't found a chance to fire him.

Cheng Mo was still paying attention to the memorial he sent.

"Is there something wrong?" Cheng Mo said without raising his head.

Tang Ji smiled and said, "No., if the Prime Minister has no other orders, his subordinates will surrender."

He is the chief secretary, and he should have been Cheng Mo's left and right hand, but now he has an awkward identity. People in the Gongwu avoid him as if they were evading the plague. Cheng Mo's eyes looked at him were alienated again. If he hadn't been determined to defeat Cheng Mo, he would have quit. How could he be angry here?

Tang Ji was full of hatred and couldn't sit still in the class room, so he walked out strolling.

There were many people asking for help at the door, and suddenly a horse rushed over. The rider immediately put a small triangle flag on his back. When he arrived in front of the door, he tied the reins. The horse Xi reincarnated and stood up.

"Six hundred miles in a hurry." The messenger said as he pushed his feet and ran up the steps.

Tang Jie's heart moved, and he quickly came down and said, "Where is the official document?"

The courier saw him wearing official uniform and said, "Who are you?"

He was a messenger, and someone took him in when he arrived, so he didn't have to hand it over to Cheng Mo himself.

Tang Ji said proudly: "I am the prime minister and the chief minister."

Without saying a word, the letter immediately took off the official documents he had recited and handed them over to him.

Tang Ji took the official document and turned around and left. His steps were so fast that he seemed to be rushing to 600 miles. However, he did not go to Cheng Mo's Gongwen, but turned around in the second courtyard and entered his own class room.

Six hundred miles in a hurry, something big must have happened. He suppressed his rapid heartbeat and took off the official document bag. Seeing that the fire was intact, he hesitated for a moment, but then he thought, how could there be no risk in frameing Cheng Mo? He had long since wanted to be the chief minister of Luo Shi, and just waited to overthrow Cheng Mo and then retreat quietly.

He carefully removed the fire lacquer with a knife, pulled out the bamboo slips and looked at it, his eyes rolling. Yuzhang rained heavily for days, rivers swelled, and houses collapsed countless times. This was the urgent report from the Yuzhang County Magistrate.

Tan Yan, the magistrate of Yuzhang County, was wearing a straw raincoat and wearing a straw hat. The heavy rain flowed down his face. He walked deep and shallowly in the alley with water deep and adult thighs. The young man in a small hat in the blue-robed green was holding an oil paper umbrella to hide the rain, but the rain was too heavy. The oil paper umbrella not only could not cover the rain, but it was hindering his hands. Tan Yan simply pushed it away.

"Sir, three more houses in the left alley have collapsed." A square-faced man wiped the rain from his face and came to report. He opened his mouth and poured the rain into his mouth. He did not dare to spit out the rain, so he had to swallow the rain.

Dongcheng is low-lying, and the water is still very heavy. The houses in this area are low, and most of the people live in poverty, which is a slum in the city. It rains heavily for many days, and Tan Yan was prepared for the first time. When the water began to flood, the people in this area moved to high terrain and built shacks to resettle.

Today he came to inspect because he was worried that some people could not put down their bottles and jars at home, so he ran back. This piece of house has been soaked in rain for many days, the foundation has been softened, and when the heavy rain has not stopped, the roofs of these houses are built with thick tiles, and they have been built for a long time. Most of the roofs are covered with grass and are bathed in the rain. How can there be no reason not to collapse?

But as soon as I reached the first alley in this area, I was struggling.

The follower who was holding an umbrella for Tan Yan advised: "Alang, the water is too deep and I can't move. Why not go back."

Tan Yan looked at the alleys with waves and said, "Okay."

The group walked out of this alley and came to the main road. The water on the main road was much shallow, reaching only the calves. Not long after walking, a group of people walked quickly towards each other. They couldn't see each other's eyes clearly in the rain. They did not recognize each other when they approached and passed by.

"grown ups!"

"Old man?"

The fat man surrounded by these people was named He Mi, a great gentry in Yuzhang. His family lived in Yuzhang for generations and was the largest grain and rice merchant in the city. He was usually kind and generous, donated money to support education, and built roads and bridges.

When both sides saw the etiquette, Tan Yan said, "This is not a place to speak, let's talk back to the yamen."

He Mi asked the gentry in Qicheng to come to look for Tan Yan in the rain, and reported to him about something. The group rushed back to the yamen, took off their straw raincoats, wiped their heads and faces, and sat down and talked without caring about the wet clothes on their bodies.

"Sir, I have invited all the gentry to raise 20,000 stones of grain, and asked the sir to set up a shed to serve porridge." He Mi touched his butt on the chair and immediately opened the right path.

The official hat chairs in Yi'anju sold more than half of the Wu Dynasty's big city and big boulevards. Tan Yan also followed the trend and replaced the mats in the yamen and the back house with eight immortals tables and official hat chairs.

He heard that He Mi and others donated 20,000 stones of grain, and Tan Yan's eyes lit up. He rushed to send the disaster information to the imperial court for 600 miles. Didn't he just request the opening of the warehouse to release the grain? With these 20,000 stones of grain, the edict that could be banned from the capital will arrive.

"Thank you, my elders, I am very grateful." Tan Yan quickly stood up and bowed to He Mi and others, saying, "It's so heavy rain that the shed can't last long. I wonder if you can help solve the residence of the victims?"

The shed is made of bamboo. If the rain stops, it can stay temporarily. After heavy rains for several days, the roof will leak long ago. He originally planned to visit He Bi and others after inspection, in order to resettle the people who have no place to live.

He Mi said: "I will not hide it from you, I have another courtyard."

It is normal for a wealthy family to have several villas, but these places are decorated magnificently. Tan Yanxian was worried that He Mi and others would not lend them. Unexpectedly, he agreed immediately. Under his leadership, the gentry also borrowed them from the villas. In this way, the people living in the shed had a place to avoid this heavy rain.
Chapter completed!