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Jia Lian hugged Wang Xifeng, played in the room, and teased Ping'er.

Suddenly a boy came to report and shouted outside: "People from the newspaper office came and told all the editors to report to the office immediately. Uncle Rong also passed by."

He didn't dare to delay for even a moment. The newspaper gave him a great sense of accomplishment. The newspaper was his lifeblood.

The newspaper not only gave him money, but also gave him face. He valued the newspaper more than his official position.

All editors in the editorial department are in place.

Wish each other a happy new year!

He also asked privately what the purpose of calling everyone was?

"They are all here, please show them your things." Zhushan layman said.

He also said: "We have all vaguely heard about the snow disaster, but it is not clear how serious the snow disaster is. Let's take a look at the numbers today."

Jia Rong: "It's really inappropriate to call you here during the Chinese New Year, but the problem is very serious now. If we don't stand up and cry out, more people will die in the outer city."

Jia Rong handed them the data in his hand, "This is the number of deaths after entering the twelfth lunar month."

They passed the paper in their hands to each other and read it carefully.

Jia Rong: "According to statistics from Yingtian Mansion, the number of people who died in Kyoto has reached more than 24,000.

According to incomplete statistics, ten counties under the jurisdiction of Yingtianfu suffered severe snow disasters, with the death toll reaching more than 36,000 people."

The number of deaths and the number of damaged houses in various places are shocking.

"Remember the article I posted before the Chinese New Year? This is not alarmist. The snowstorm is getting worse and worse, and more than 30,000 compatriots have died." Jia Rong said sadly.

Jia Lian was flustered and said: "We are all immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year. We don't know what life is like for the people in the outer city and outside the city."

"This snow disaster is comparable to the snow disaster in Tiande in the past 30 years."

"This is still a nearby county. If we expand outward, we don't know how many people will die."

"Zi Qian, what do you think we should do?"

"What we have to do is to wake up the emperor and tell him the seriousness of the snow disaster.

All reporters and editors must also go to the outer city to have a look and come back to write articles and appeal to everyone to help the frozen people."

"Okay, I'll go now."

"Take me one."

Jia Rong glanced over, "Everyone, the news brought by the victims is that more than 20 counties outside have been hit by snow disasters, and a large number of victims have flocked to Kyoto.

Whether we can tide over the difficulties peacefully depends on you."

Encouraged by Jia Rongdai, the editors were full of enthusiasm and picked up their pens and papers and walked out of the editorial office.

Sunshine Department Store

Several dandy boys came to meet each other, their faces filled with the joy of the New Year.

"What is your New Year gift?"

"Is there any reward from the ancestors for the Buddha statue that I took back last time?"

"I heard that the ladies in Mingyue Tower have played some fun games. Let's go play together in a few days."

The joy on their faces is in sharp contrast to the indifference on Jia Rong's face.

Jia Rong said sadly: "Two hundred and sixteen corpses were transported out of Kyoto this morning, and two of the four major city gates have been closed."

Those who were killed or injured were not their relatives, nor the flesh on their bodies. They did not understand Jia Rong’s grief.

Seeing Jia Rong like this, it was hard to laugh at him, so Zhang Dingyuan said: "No wonder you came to my house and the one on the other end made a lot of noise. It turned out that you came to my house to ask for something."

Liu Ren: "My dad, I haven't gone home to rest for a long time, and I know the situation outside."

"Brothers, please help me." Liu Ren handed over.

Jia Rong said: "I am the softest person and I don't want to see too many people die.

You may call me kind or weak.

I want to save these suffering people.

If you treat me as a brother and want to make money with me, then lend a helping hand."

Liu Ren handed over his hand: "Together with each other in adversity, whether my father can secure his position depends on everyone."

Han Dong: "I'll go back and ask."

"I'll go back and ask, too."

"Several farmers in my family have sent us a lot of food, so I can spread it out."

Jia Rong looked at them firmly, "Don't say go back and ask, but you must."

"I, Jia Rong, am very generous to my brothers and never hesitate to share money or shares. When I need help, please don't hesitate."

Jia Rong's hint is obvious.

If you help, you can still play together in the future; if you can't help, then you won't be able to benefit from it in the future.

Everyone understood Jia Rong’s intention and expressed their intention to go home and donate.

I will donate some things more or less.

……

The Grand Master's face was stern, swaying with the shaking of the carriage.

Yesterday, his granddaughter came home and asked him for food. Only then did he know what the scene was like outside.

It’s really inappropriate to live in the inner city and not know what’s going on in the outer city.

Seeing the wealthy families in the inner city celebrating the happy New Year, he not only lamented: The wine and meat in the wealthy families smelled bad, and the roads were frozen to death.

"Master, we're here." The servant outside shouted.

After delivering a message to the palace, the emperor asked him to go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to meet the saint.

All the way into the palace, the grand master considered how to report the snow disaster to the emperor.

An hour later

Four or five small yellow doormen rushed out of the palace on horseback and knocked on the door of the Cabinet Pavilion.

"Publish the emperor's oral edict and declare..."

Half an hour later, Yan Shoufu arrived at Qianqing Palace.

The emperor was furious, "Why are you hiding such an important thing and not reporting it?"

"Your Majesty, the disaster was not serious before the Chinese New Year, there were just some scattered memorials..."

"In other words, you all know it, but I don't know it?"

The emperor slammed the table and threw down the newspaper in his hand, "Look, what did they say?"

"The disaster started in November last year and continues until now. How long do you want to hide it?"

When the emperor saw Yan Shoufu, he immediately knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, calm down, snowstorms happen every year, but this year is particularly serious.

The officials below were negligent and did not report the specific situation in a timely manner, and it was also because of their poor handling that they led to such heavy casualties."

The Grand Master is displeased. According to the wishes of the Chief Assistant, the responsibility for all this lies below.

The large-scale disasters in Kyoto were all caused by Liu Fan.

Obviously Liu Fan said that he would start reporting data in the twelfth lunar month of last year, and as the Chinese New Year approaches, these announcements are made one day at a time. It is impossible for the cabinet not to have seen it.

The only explanation is that the cabinet wanted to make the emperor happy during the New Year, and wanted to have a happy New Year themselves, so they put aside the snowstorm.

The cabinet all had a lucky mentality and thought that the snow disaster was just a minor incident.

Little do they know that the less attention they pay to a snow disaster, the more difficult it will be to deal with it.

This year's snowstorm has already injured millions of people.

The Chief Assistant said: "Please, Your Majesty, deal with Liu Fan. Liu Fan's incompetent administration has led to an increase in the number of deaths from freezing."

Liu Fan was an upright man and did not surrender to the Yan family and his son. The chief minister wanted to take this opportunity to eradicate Liu Fan.
Chapter completed!