The impact of this flood on this year's tax revenue is secondary. After all, Daqin's current tax revenue has doubled compared to before. Some projects need to shrink the budget.

But the most important thing is that the Guizhou heads in these disaster-stricken areas have basically lost their harvest this year, which will also lead to an increase in local grain prices, and even affect the entire Daqin grain market.

In this case, the winter food for these local Guizhou leaders will also be greatly affected this year.

The most important thing is that this is not the first time that the floods in these places have happened. Something similar to this happens almost every year, but this year is the most serious.

Faced with such a natural disaster, the heads of Guizhou in Daqin could only choose to hold their hands and bear with it. There was nothing they could do, which made Fusu very unhappy.

"I must think of a way to make Daqin no longer worry about waterlogging!"

Fusu sighed inwardly.

"Immediately send people to prepare to open warehouses for disaster relief, convey my will, and let the local Guizhou chiefs use the method of work-for-relief to rebuild local canals and various facilities. As for their taxes this year, let's temporarily waive them!"

Fusu quickly made a decision on emergency rescue and disaster relief, which is the only thing he can do now.

After all, the grains that had already matured could not be harvested because of the continuous rainstorm, so they could only rot in the ground. Now let alone taxes, even the grains that could meet the daily needs of the local Qianshou had become a big problem.

So now Fusu can only choose to collect food from other places to temporarily plug the gap here, and at the same time reduce the pressure on the local Guizhou leaders by reducing or exempting taxes.

"Here!"

Meng Yi got the will, quickly agreed, and then planned to convey it.

However, as soon as Meng Yi went out, he saw a familiar figure.

"My minister, Meng Yi, pay homage to the late emperor!"

The person who came was Qin Shihuang Yingzheng who hadn't shown up for a long time. Naturally, Meng Yi knew that Yingzheng had been staying in Jingyang during this time, but he didn't know that Yingzheng would come back suddenly today.

"What is Meng Qing planning to do in a hurry?"

Ying Zheng nodded and saw the imperial decree in Meng Yi's hand, so he asked curiously.

"Reporting to the late emperor, there are some problems with the taxation of Daqin this year. Shangdang County, Taiyuan County and Hedong County both encountered rare floods, which caused a significant reduction in local grain production. The disaster has not been alleviated until now."

"So serious?"

Hearing Meng Yi's words, even Ying Zheng couldn't help but gasp.

Shangdang, Taiyuan, and Hedong are not too far away from Xianyang, and they are all counties with the largest area in the Great Qin Dynasty, and the populations in each place are also quite large.

Although the food production of these three places is not in the forefront of Daqin, the importance to Daqin is self-evident, mainly because of the extremely large population.

After the floods in these three places, the difficulty of disaster relief in Daqin will increase a lot. Taxation is not important. What is important is how to let the heads of Guizhou here survive this winter safely.

"How does Fusu plan to arrange the Qianshou of these three counties?"

Ying Zheng asked a question.

"Reporting to the late emperor, what His Majesty means is to first exempt the three counties from this year's taxes, and then mobilize the grain collected from various places, and temporarily transport them to the three counties for disaster relief through work-for-work relief!"

"The widow knows, you go down first!"

Ying Zheng nodded, this is indeed the safest way at present.

After Meng Yi was sent away, Ying Zheng walked into the palace. At this time, Fu Su was still busy reviewing the memorial, so he didn't notice Ying Zheng's arrival for a while.

"The ministers are waiting to see the late emperor!"

It wasn't until the servants in the palace came to visit Yingzheng that Fusu came to his senses.

"My son sees my father!"

Fu Su got up and quickly saluted Ying Zheng.

"Free gift!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and then came to Fusu, and picked up the memorials reporting the disaster without any hassle.

"Why is this year's waterlogging so severe? Isn't there any sign of it in advance?"

"I want to report to my father, there were indeed some omens before, and the local Guizhou chiefs naturally have some ways to identify the weather, but there are too many farmlands in the three counties. After the grain is mature, it will take half a month just to harvest the grain. The time was too late, so in the end, only a small part was collected.”

Ying Zheng nodded, understanding the reason.

But understanding is understanding, this matter is obviously not something that can be solved lightly.

Daqin now has a lot of tax revenue every year, but Daqin also spends a lot of money. The construction of Daqin Higher School alone needs to spend a lot of money, let alone the railway that is planned to be built in the Western Regions this year.

The three counties are exempted from taxes, and they need to consume a lot of food and grass to go to disaster relief, which will naturally have a great impact on Daqin's financial expenditure. This will lead to the suspension of many projects in Daqin this year, and may even fall into financial difficulties. .

Of course, with Daqin's current background, it is unlikely that he will end up in the worst possible end.

But if it happens again next year, Daqin will really be in trouble.

It is true that Daqin is rich now, but the richer he is, the more places to spend his money, and he always has to plan ahead.

"Fusu, what do you think is the most serious problem of the disaster in the three counties?"

Ying Zheng sat down and asked.

Hearing this, Fu Su fell silent immediately.

Is the natural disaster really just because of the natural disaster? If it was before, I am afraid that many people will blame this incident on the natural disaster.

However, today's Daqin no longer needs to entrust anything to God.

In Daqin's ceremonies, praying for blessings is just for peace of mind.

Daqin's current achievements are all built by the leaders of Daqin bit by bit.

Therefore, Fusu naturally knew that natural disasters were inevitable, but manpower might not be able to resist natural disasters.

To resist natural disasters, the most important thing is to find out how to resist natural disasters.

Looking at the memorial in front of him, after Fusu pondered for a long time, suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Father, my son understands that the reason for the disaster in the three counties that caused such a huge loss is the lack of manpower!"

"Oh? Why is there not enough manpower?"

"The disaster situation in the three counties, Guishou, had in fact been predicted in advance through celestial phenomena, but the grain at that time was just ripe, and the strength of Guishou's was not enough to harvest the grain in the fastest time, which led to the occurrence of floods. A large amount of grain has rotted in the ground, and if there is enough manpower, the autumn harvest can be completed before the waterlogging occurs, so it is naturally difficult for natural disasters to cause any disasters."

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