439 I will give the money for disaster relief

While laughing at himself, Ma Jun carefully told the prince what he had seen and heard from the counties of Shandong to Beijing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Prince Zewen's face became more and more gloomy, and the hands on the table could faintly see the green tendons bursting out.

Wang Boxian signaled Ma Jun several times to have reservations, I don't know if he didn't see it or pretended not to see it, or the temper of the rich swinger at the beginning, he must say something to be happy.

"Bastard thing!" The cups, plates, and dishes on the table bounced up and fell back again, and the soup and dishes were spilled everywhere.

Mingde and Wood stretched out their heads to look at the situation, and hurriedly shrank back.

"I don't know about other places, but I am in charge of the relief and relief in Shandong, and the grain began to be shipped from the capital three months ago. In three months, it is time to get to the place even if you climb it. If the layer of exploitation by the magistrates is removed, how can the people live a life without hunger if they are distributed to the people, why did such a tragic starvation death incident occur. As a magistrate in Shandong, tell me how much you have embezzled? Probably angry, Prince Zewen first began to rage at Ma Jun, and he wanted to immediately pull out his sword and chop it up before he was angry.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense for a while, and Bai Yu looked at a few people who were a little anxious, and they couldn't help but be frightened when they thought about it carefully.

Ma Jun was unconvinced, so he simply raised his head and defended fearlessly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants to kill him, but let me finish my words." The minister was only a county official in a county under Shandong, with a population of no more than 350,000 people, and when the grain was distributed to me, it was only ten stones. Don't say that he was going to embezzle the ten stones of grain, Weichen only wished that he could have half a catty more meat on his body and cut it off to the people. ā€

This is true, when I think of the beautiful young man in the past, Ma Junsheng was so handsome and chic. Now it is not only described as haggard, but also pointed chin, sunken eyes, and towering cheekbones, and the thin wind can blow it away with a gust of wind. This description is more like a corrupt official than a tenant who has been exploited.

"Ten stone grain?" Prince Zewen repeated this sentence incredulously, and sat back in his chair weakly.

"Liu Zhaojun, Liu Zhaojun, you dare to do anything with the things in this palace, who is the one who indulges you so lawless!" Although it was a scolding, there was more helplessness in the words.

Seeing that the opportunity was ripe, Bai Yu hurriedly continued, "If the traitorous ministers are not removed, the people will be uneasy, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can have such a heart of worrying about the country and the people, Daze will definitely be safe and secure for the country." After speaking, he looked at Prince Zewen and looked at his words, looking like I see if you have any better methods.

Li Molin suddenly felt a little funny, and forcibly held back the cup and took a sip of water.

Prince Zewen was forced by Bai Yu to be unable to do so, so he had to stand up and leave in a hurry. This caused Ma Jun and Wang Boxian to sigh again, and they felt that they had returned to Beijing in vain this time, and the two of them were completely out of energy.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, so the two of them don't have to look depressed. Let me say, if there is wine today and drunk tomorrow, it doesn't matter what time it is. We just starve to death together, and there are not too many starving ghosts in the world, the villain has the will, the traitor is in power, and the small people have no law. But there is also a saying that 'evil does not prevail over good', so rest assured, there will always be a time for retribution, but the time has not yet come. Bai Yu was suddenly in a good mood, let a few people eat and drink, and he also raised his chopsticks to eat enough.

This shape made Wang Boxian and Ma Jun laugh, both of whom knew Bai Yu when they were teenagers. At that time, she was dignified, but now that she is older, she is more and more interesting. Seeing that she was eating happily, everyone also waved their chopsticks and feasted.

"What Yu'er said is right, even if a few of us starved to death, there were only a few good people who died that day, and there were a few more hungry ghosts in the underworld. Sad, sad, it's better to hurry up and eat and drink enough to find that traitor to fight for a life, if you don't fight to the death, my horse is not dead and can't be seen! Ma Jun gave birth to his belly of squirming again, holding chopsticks and still restless, shaking his head and saying that some poems are not poems, and songs are not the tune of songs.

Wang Boxian smiled helplessly, looked down at the food in front of him, and always felt that the food was tasteless, and it was a pity to abandon it. A burst of boredom came up in my heart, but I couldn't bear to let a few people see it, so I had to eat a few bites with me.

I was full of wine and food, and when I looked at it, I had swept away a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

Li Molin said, "The two brothers will go to the palace with me tomorrow, don't ask the reason, I have a reason." ā€

Ma Jun wanted to ask but stopped, he knew Li Molin's temper and character. Xiaoyao Xiaoxian has both civil and military skills, and he is never foolproof in doing things. I think that although I didn't take the blame for it and deal with the aftermath at the beginning, there was no bad or wrong thing.

"I listen to you, General Zhaohua's words will never be wrong, whether you can pull some food back this time depends on Brother Li." Roughly too full, a little uncomfortable, Ma Jun finished speaking, and then languished on the table and pretended to sleep.

Wang Boxian is the most worrying master, and he has worked hard for his two playmates in the past, and today is no exception.

worried, "Ma Jun and I have already discussed this time in Beijing, no matter what, we must tell the emperor the truth, so that the court can see the real tragedy of the place." If we can bring more food back, it will be better to save the people and the fire and water, otherwise it will be a bankruptcy and it will not be in vain for us to be a parent official. ā€

Bai Yu heard a surge in his heart, Ma Jun's mansion was just enough, Fengze County was rich, and the prefect's family operated several shops, and he probably even took out some silver for disaster relief.

However, although the Wang family is a scholarly family and a famous family, they are only poor and only have a cart of books. It is still difficult for the Wang family to enter Beijing for Wang Boxian to gain fame, where is there spare money for other purposes. Alas, this is all forced to be in a hurry. When a man says that his parents are officials, the people are like his own children, and when his children are starving, how can his parents not be anxious?

"The two of you might as well stay in the capital for a while longer, the current situation is turbulent, and there are a lot of disputes in the palace. Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can stoop here, you must have already guessed a rough idea. Right and wrong are at ease in people's hearts, and I have nothing to ask for fame and fortune, but I can't be an indifferent and heartless person. I gave the money for disaster relief in the two counties, and although I am not rich, these silver are probably not a problem. The two brothers went back and carefully considered whether to buy cash or buy rice and noodles to send them, just one sentence, and I would send someone to do it at any time. When the prince was employing people, Bai Yu had an idea, so it was better to leave the two old friends in front of him to plan together. Three stinkers beat Zhuge Liang, not to mention two talents. (To be continued.) )