Estimating that the time agreed with her sister had arrived, Lan Qingyue ordered the raised grain and grass to be lined up outside the household department in turn, and more and more grain and grass attracted the people to stop and watch. Even the officials of the household department were still puzzled by Lan Qingyue's approach.

It was commanded from above that they should withhold more from the grain and grass. For the rest, no matter how Lan Qingyue tosses, just let him be. Their men didn't stop, but one by one they craned their necks to watch the movement outside.

There was a long queue at the entrance of the household department, and the onlookers gathered more and more. Lan Qingyue saw the movements of the officials in the household department, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile, and the good show was still to come.

The grain and grass raised in the past two days appeared completely in front of the people, and Lan Qingyue wore an ivory white brocade robe, and her face appeared in the door of the house with a stern face. The onlookers didn't know what he was doing, and they were in groups of three or five, discussing in whispers.

The road near the house was surrounded by water, and it was almost noon, but no one was willing to leave. Lan Qingyue's desired effect had already been achieved, he cleared his throat, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

"I believe everyone has heard of the robbery of grain and grass, although I don't know which force these bold robbers belong to, or who they are instructed by. I, Lan Qingyue, swear that if one day these people fall into my hands, I will torture them. Lan Qingyue spoke generously, and the hearts of the people below were not calm.

"What are the soldiers doing to protect their families and defend the country, and to shed their blood? Can we wronged them?"

"Can't!" the people also responded to Lan Qingyue.

"How can we stand idly by when the country is in need? I believe that you must have relatives who are dressed as soldiers, whether they are your brothers, or your children, or your parents. Can you bear to let our soldiers not have enough food and clothing?" Lan Qingyue asked in a loud voice, and the emotions of the onlookers became more and more excited.

"These grains and grass are to be transported to the frontier, in all fairness, they can't even get food and clothing, how can they have the strength to protect everyone behind them?"

"My lord, I am willing to donate a bag of food to my son to return safely. The speaker was an old woman with gray hair, and her eyes were full of tears when she spoke of Congrong's son, and her hand carrying the basket trembled a little.

"My lord, I am also willing to donate a bag of food, if my lord can see my husband, I must tell him to be careful on the battlefield, my son and I are waiting for his return. The bride with her young son in her arms remembered the glance her husband had before leaving, and her heart was filled with longing.

"My lord, I would like to donate thousands of sacks of grain and grass, just for the soldiers to return safely. Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, it was the treasurer of the world, and the fortitude on his face should not be underestimated. Thousands of bags of grain and grass are worth a year's income of a shop, and all of a sudden, the people are like boiling water into the oil pot, and the discussion is endless.

"My lord, I would like to do it too. ”

"My lord, I want to donate ......"

......

The effect was unexpectedly good, and with the help of Shopkeeper Lin and a few others, the people became enthusiastic. Those who had been hiding in the household seemed to be a little impatient, and the frequency of inquiries was obviously higher. Lan Qingyue looked at the crowd that was becoming more and more excited, and waved her hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"I thank you for your kindness on behalf of all the soldiers. Lan Qingyue clasped her fists at the people below, raised her head and continued: "I appreciate your kindness, but I can't accept it. ”

"Why?" The onlookers were puzzled, should they let the soldiers sleep in the open?

"I know that what you donate is a year's income, if I, Lan Qingyue, really accept it, what will I do with you?" Lan Qingyue's face was full of apologies, he paused for a moment before continuing: "I have been an official in the court all these years, although I don't have much savings in my hands, I am willing to donate all of them to buy grain, and I only hope to bring an extra grain of rice to the soldiers." ”

The Lan family, who had already prepared, presented the silver ticket with both hands, and Lan Qingyue put the silver ticket high above her head and said, "Is there a shop willing to sell me grain and grass?"

"My lord, my Shengjin grain shop is willing to sell you fifty percent of the grain and grass at a discount. A man wearing dark blue water stripes with a shy and bloated figure squeezed past everyone and walked around to Lan Qingyue's feet. His honest face is full of smiles, which only makes people feel trusting in their hearts.

Then I would be disrespectful. Lan Qingyue smiled gratefully at him.

"My lord, this is the money that my subordinates have saved over the years, I originally thought that I would keep it for my daughter-in-law, but now for the sake of my brothers, I am willing to use all this money to buy grain and grass, and save the money for my daughter-in-law. A man in an aqua blue military uniform behind Lan Qingyue scratched his head, and his action caused the people to laugh.

"This little brother is not worried, the matter of marrying a daughter-in-law is wrapped up in my mother Zhang, and I will keep it for you to choose a favorite family affair. ”

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All of a sudden, the people are doing their part on Weibo. Lan Junyao is right, the purest people in this world are the people, no matter who is in power, as long as they are given a comfortable life. They are also the most righteous people in the world, they love and hate, they only look at the standards of the world.

Lan Junyao's original plan was very simple, to take advantage of the people's momentum to hoard grain, which could not only win a good reputation for her brother, but also not be criticized by the world. And even if the emperor wants to pursue it, he can only stop it.

The enthusiasm of the people was undiminished, and Lan Qingyue looked at them with great satisfaction. The faces of the officials of the Ministry of Households were a little ugly, although they had made it difficult in the process of raising food in the past two days, they did not expect Lan Qingyue to take this step. Thinking of their master's anger, they were silent one by one.

The people also seem to have noticed the anomaly, and since they appeared, none of the adults in the household department have shown up, and this situation is a little unreasonable.

I don't know who in the crowd shouted, "Why don't you see a few adults in the household?" The person who was a little sluggish took advantage of the situation: "A few days ago, Lord Liu was so happy with his son, and he also held a day's flowing water banquet in the Drunken Immortal Building?"

The people who had been enthusiastic about donating food gradually stopped ringing, and their eyes were all cast on the household, so startled that the guards at the door who inquired about the news hurriedly ran back to report to the adults, for fear that these mobs would do something shocking if they delayed time.

In the back hall of the household, several adults were frowning and not knowing what to do, just as the guards came to report the news, and the named Lord Liu suddenly felt like a mourner, and kept pacing back and forth in the house.

It's not a way to delay like this, as the saying goes, it's better to die and be poor than to be a friend of the dead, several adults glanced at each other, and walked towards Lord Liu together, pressing him on the seat near the door, and several people formed a half circle around him.

"Lord Liu, this matter can't be delayed, if something goes wrong again, I'm afraid that when the master comes back, it will be difficult to protect the black veil on your and my heads. Lord Li, who was behind Lord Liu, slapped him on the shoulder twice with another deep meaning.

"Lord Li's words are wrong, let alone this external object, I'm afraid that whether the guy on your neck and I can still exist safely depends on the mood of the master. Master Zhang's face was also full of pain, as if they could no longer see the rising sun tomorrow.

At this point, Lord Liu still doesn't understand their thoughts, they are going to push him out as a target. Although he was angry in his heart, no one could blame him for this, only the ladies in the family who liked to be in the limelight, although it was a great joy to have a son, but he was forced to put down a running water banquet, and the court was really reprimanded by the emperor for a while.

Now it is also criticized by the people, and the bitterness in Lord Liu's heart is even more fierce than swallowing Coptis chinensis. His whole state looked a little bad, and even the footsteps behind the guard seemed a little more vain than usual.

"It's out, Lord Liu is out!" The people who were waiting a little impatiently saw Lord Liu, and the noise of Fang Cai returned again, and even those who were emotionally angry wanted to rush forward, if it weren't for the desperate resistance of those guards under Lan Qingyue, I was afraid that Lord Liu would not be able to stand safely on the stage at this moment.

"Everyone, be quiet. Lan Qingyue raised her hands high and made a downward motion, and the commotion of the crowd explained to Lord Liu what it meant to prohibit the order, which caused Lord Liu's forehead to jump abruptly twice.

He even subconsciously moved two steps in the direction of the door of the household, so that he was separated from Lan Qingyue at a distance, and he felt a little safe in his heart. If Lan Qingyue dared to use these mobs to do anything unfavorable to him, he would definitely go to the emperor and join him fiercely.

The people all put on a posture of anticipation, waiting for Lord Liu to say something. In this battle, Rao is Lord Liu had some preparations in his heart before he came up, and he couldn't help but be frightened, and even after today, he was bedridden for more than a month.

"Listen to me, Lord Lan is young and promising, I believe everyone will see it in their eyes, and hand over the matter of raising grain and grass to him, and we old guys can rest assured. Lord Lan's proposal is very good, a few of our old guys are discussing in the back hall that we can't sit still, Lord Zhang wants to donate 100,000 taels, and Master Li wants to donate 80,000 taels......"

In this way, Lord Liu is famous one by one, and none of the adults hiding in the back hall have been missed, and the sum of these silvers is enough to make the people in front of the hall dumbfounded, and they sigh in their hearts: The household is really a fat poor.

The adults hiding behind the hall also beat their chests one by one at this moment, and they couldn't wait to pry into Lord Liu's ancestral grave, it was really the current newspaper, they pushed Lord Liu out to accept the accusations of the people, and in a blink of an eye, Lord Liu sold them and there were no bottoms left.

The numbers he came up with were not simple for them, although they had served in the household department over the years, and they had accumulated some silver openly and secretly, but this was all heart-wrenching, and it was not heartbreaking to cut off for no reason.

Mo said that it was a few adults in the household, and even the people who had been arranged by Lan Junyao in advance among the people couldn't help but treat Lan Junyao a little differently at this moment, and it seemed that this young master was not as useless as it seemed on the surface.