They followed them into the garden and stopped at a stone table.

Master Zhuang wiped off the mud all over his body, walked over embarrassedly, and said with a shy smile: "Fang Cai is really out of shape, out of shape." ”

Han Feng saw that this old comrade was rarely a little shy, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, the two looked at each other, both of them were foxes who cultivated, and no one had played with anyone to talk about fasting, and they couldn't say anything about it, and then the two laughed together, Han Feng said with a smile: "Lord Zhuang is the real love of the people, compared to some officials who pretend to be like this, and the completion of political achievements is much more, compared to those imperial historians and the governor of Suzhou, I can't believe that the prefect of Hangzhou will look like this!" ”

Lord Zhuang shook his head: "The old man has been honest and honest all his life, ...... said this, Han Feng, who was choked, coughed for a while, and smiled slightly embarrassedly, you little old man, you don't want to be honest if you look like you're full of fat, those clean officials are all clean and clean...... There was a secret curse in my heart.

Master Zhuang didn't notice that a different look flashed on Han Feng's face and continued: "The old man has worked hard for decades, isn't it just for the sake of Hangzhou City? This is not for the governor and the imperial historians, but now the harvest is not good, and the people can't open the pot, as the prefect of a city, the old man must do his best. ”

Han Feng didn't believe that the old boy really wanted to do something for the people, maybe he was afraid that the news of the famine would spread this time and cause trouble to himself, or he wanted to take the opportunity to make some political achievements, otherwise how could such a thief be willing to only do the position of prefect for the rest of his life?

Han Feng laughed secretly in his heart, this old fox is still really good at talking, play and chat with me here!

Seeing Han Feng's expression, Lord Zhuang smiled slightly embarrassed, knowing that he would definitely not be able to hide this kid's official words, so the old man's face turned red, smiled embarrassedly, and continued: "In short, whether it is for the sake of the old man himself, or for the people of the whole city, this matter is already imminent, and it must be dealt with, otherwise in the winter of this year, many people may become refugees from the famine, and it will be troublesome at that time." ”

This Lord Zhuang is not false, I think that when I entered the official career in the early years, he was also a person with the ambition of Top Gun, but the officialdom of the past dynasties was dark, and once he entered the officialdom, he was no longer the boy he used to be, and now he is just a middle-aged old fox with a big belly, and it is estimated that he knows the sinister nature of officialdom, and those ambitions and ambitions that have just entered the career in the early years have long been diluted by time and left in the memory.

Master Zhuang didn't shy away from it, put his arm around Han Feng's shoulders and said, "Master Han, come, sit down and talk." "What kind of pills are sold in this old boy's gourd? Han Feng was confused, so he sat down.

"I saw Han Gongzi and the little girl chatting happily just now, I don't know what you are talking about?" This old fox actually asked himself such a shameless question with a gossipy face, that is your daughter, you actually did such a thing to your daughter?

Embarrassed to be asked by this old fox, Han Feng glanced at Zhuang Ningning who was standing aside, and didn't know what to say for a while, the fox looked at the gossipy old Zhuang suspiciously, and confirmed his eyes, this is not his father, just talk about his appearance, you can be sure that Zhuang Ningning is definitely not the old fox's father.

"Hey, I rarely see a little girl so happy, so I asked curiously."

This old fox is now purely speechless, when did Zhuang Ningning show happiness? Where are you happy, this old man is too good at adding drama, right?

"Ahem, Miss Ningning cares about the people, and she deserves to be the daughter of the prefect, and she admires and admires her very much."

"Oh?" This didn't seem to be the answer that Master Zhuang wanted, he stared at Han Feng, and subconsciously looked at it, Han Feng naturally knew the intention of this old fox, and he must have an intention to send such a beautiful young lady to his side, but he didn't accept it, so this old fox wouldn't start to doubt his sexual orientation.

I've always heard of cheating fathers, but this is a good father who pits his children, and he is a good hand!

Han Feng didn't want to follow this old fox around the bend, this guy had been in the officialdom for a long time, and Han Feng felt that if he continued to follow him around the bend, it would be very tiring...... So he smiled bitterly and said straight to the point: "Master Zhuang, let's just talk openly, you called me here, don't just talk to me about these trivial things." ”

Master Zhuang smiled bitterly, looked at Han Feng, and shook his head, this guy is really smart, so he could only say his true intentions: "Master Han, I won't tell you, I came to you today, I really want you to help me think of a way, get some silver, and see if I can help through this predicament this year." ”

Gan, the people of a city eat and drink? Let me cover it all, it's really tonight to pay for Han Gongzi, even if I have a little money, I can't afford to be so bad, I was already tired enough when I raised my two younger sons, and now you let me make the whole people of Hangzhou, isn't this a joke? Sure enough, it was the fox who gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he was uneasy and kind.

"Silver?" Han Feng pretended to be strange and said: "My lord, you think too highly of me, I am just a familyman, you are the prefect of a city, and the financial power of the whole Hangzhou, but it is all in your hands, this annual tax is in your hands, but you are in charge, you are worried about the silver, not to mention that I am a little family member who is nothing." ”

"Hey, Han Gongzi, your words have tormented me." Master Zhuang showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and explained to Han Feng: "Although Hangzhou is the land of fish and rice, the core city of Jiangnan, it seems to be rich, but in fact it is also miserable, and the harvest in Jiangnan is the most abundant every year, so the above also attaches the most importance to it. Master Zhuang began to complain in front of Han Feng.

Han Feng rolled his eyes and thought: What's my business?

"Hey, now the war between the north and the Hu people and the Tatars is deadlocked, most of the military expenses are from Jiangnan, and the country has just stabilized, the situation is turbulent, and there is also a rebellion in Tongji, there are too many places to use silver, to be honest, now Hangzhou is overstretched, and Yin eats grain."

Although Han Feng is not an official, he feels that what this old comrade said is very reasonable, it seems that the prefect of Hangzhou is not good now, such a piece of fat, but he found that there is not even scum, at this moment, the country is worried about internal and external troubles, even if this old comrade's hands and feet are really unclean, he will not dare to be tall and corrupt at this time, otherwise the first one will be beaten as a tiger and a fly!

And Hangzhou is the granary of the country, and now the granary is on fire, which is a big responsibility, and if it is heavy, it is going to lose its head, so now this fat difference that everyone envies, it will become unfragrant, and the mood is extremely uncomfortable and miserable all day.

"This year's temperature plummeted, affecting the entire harvest in Hangzhou, and in terms of production, the household department only gives Hangzhou 2,000 taels of silver every year, take the current Hangzhou as an example, if you don't solve the food problem before the winter, not to mention how to give the above a bad job, if it is winter, then many people will starve to death, this is by no means alarmist."

When Han Feng heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Gongzi, who was doing nothing on the side, and said in his heart: This kid is really a loser, he will do business with his father with one thousand taels, and the state will only subsidize his father with two thousand taels of silver a year, and the good guy will take half of it!

"Hey, food is the foundation of people's livelihood, if the food problem is not solved, the people in Hangzhou will be miserable, carefully calculated, the eleven counties of Hangzhou, are almost no harvest, half of the land is desolate, if the people are subsidized, it will take hundreds of thousands of silver, to solve." Master Zhuang said with some grievances.

Han Feng obediently said seriously: "Lord Zhuang, I admire you very much, you are really a good official, but if you want to raise money, you should discuss it with the master in your mansion, it is just a small family, although it is also a limited industry, but 100,000 taels, I can't help you make up for it, this is not what my little family can do." ”

Han Feng said the same thing, your 100,000 taels, if you have something important to do, you will pay it if you grit your teeth and stomp your feet, and you will pay it, don't say why he is so stingy, the money is hard to earn, and Ollie is unpalatable, this is the same truth since ancient times.

"Han Gongzi doesn't have to be modest, although you are just a family member, but you are clever and have ideas, and the children and daughters are all saying in front of me that you are very smart, this is not an old man and there is no way, so I took the liberty to come to you to think of a good plan, and I hope you can help, don't be stingy."

It's not that I'm stingy, Han Feng looked at this prefect who reached out to ask for money with disdain, everyone knows how poor he is, he also deceived your kid before and took out a thousand taels of silver, and now he Lao Tzu came to ask for money again, and he opened his mouth for hundreds of thousands, this old dealer really doesn't do a loss-making business, Han Feng is bitter in his heart, and most importantly, where did he get the hundreds of thousands of silver?

Master Zhuang hugged Han Feng and said with a smile: "Master Han, don't be stingy, and my family's one thousand taels are in your pocket, help, the matter of courtesy is still exchanged, right?" The voice was very small, but Han Feng listened to it kindly, this old village, really don't do a loss-making business?

I lost money for a while, but hundreds of thousands of taels of silver could also fall from the sky, so I smiled bitterly: "Lord Zhuang has tormented me, I have no official and no power, I still hope that the government will help me to help the poor first, how can I help you?" ”

I really don't know, Xiao Zhuang said good things about his car in front of Comrade Lao Zhuang, so that his father believed in himself so much, but no matter how much he touted, Lao Tzu is not a money bag, I can't ask for money, I can conjure it up, and I can conjure up hundreds of thousands of taels of silver at once, so I have this ability, what else do I come out to mix? Doesn't it smell good to lie at home?

And now there are no demolition households, and I am not ripping off, I have a family, where will I get you money?

Lao Zhuang grabbed the matter of Xiao Zhuang stolen money to accuse himself, making himself embarrassed, and looked at Xiao Zhuang who was stupid and happy on the side, and said in his heart, you are a loser! Now that the basin is on my head, it looks like I can't hide this time.

Originally, he wanted to rely on the prefect to do business in the future, but who expected that the business had not been done yet, so the prefect asked for money from him first, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which made Han Feng really a little depressed.

But looking at Lao Zhuang like this, the incident happened suddenly, and he was indeed forced to be anxious, otherwise how could the dignified prefect find a family member to help, wouldn't it make the world laugh if he said it?

Now the temperature is dropping badly, ordinary crops can't adapt to the natural growth environment, of course they will die quickly, Han Feng is thinking of a way quickly in his mind, he naturally knows what no food means to the people, although this Lao Zhuang is worried about his black yarn hat, but it is also a real relationship with the people.

Hey, Lao Tzu has always wanted to be a low-key person and do things in a low-key manner, is this time he inexplicably going to be Teacher Yuan?

To save the world, I really want to have nothing to do with my identity as a family?

Han Feng sat on the side and pondered, and Comrade Lao Zhuang didn't say anything, sitting on the side, watching him think.

Zhuang Ningning looked at Han Feng's frowning appearance, and said in his heart: This guy is not serious on weekdays, but he is really reliable on major issues of right and wrong, but I don't know what extraordinary ideas he can come up with.

Zhuang Zhong was sure in his heart, the idea that Brother Han thought of, there was no problem with it!

It seems that he wants to contribute his way to make money at the bottom of the box, just for the dawn of the world, if the people are starving to death, won't their hot pot restaurant go out of business? So he glanced at Comrade Zhuang who was sitting beside him, and said tentatively: "That, Lord Zhuang, in fact, there is still a way, and maybe it doesn't need so much money as 100,000 taels, that is, it's a bit fantastical, and it may require some manpower, I don't know if Lord Zhuang is willing?" ”

As soon as he heard that there was a way, Master Zhuang suddenly frowned, and said with a smile: "What is the way, no matter what the Arabian Nights, as long as it can be used, it is a good way!" ”

"I don't know Lord Zhuang, how many people do you have in this Hangzhou City?" Han Feng continued to ask tentatively.

Master Zhuang was a little curious about why Han Feng asked, but he also replied firmly: "There are thousands of people in Hangzhou's three camps, what is Han Gongzi asking for?" ”