Chapter 18 Is There Enough Food?
Zhu Ronggui was so frightened when he heard this self-proclaimed claim that his eyes were fluttering, but when he thought about it, he was just a petty official, and this grain release was just a trivial matter, how could the dignified Emperor Anping appear in this bazaar?
Even if the emperor goes out on patrol, there should be a bunch of guards around him, and the person in front of him is holding his collar and not saying a word, how can it be Emperor Anping!
Seeing what he was thinking about this night, Eleven was wronged and miserable, "Ah Yi, if you don't come to help me again, I will really be angry with him!" β
Ayi?
I heard that the new emperor has newly entered the palace, and the most trusted by the civil and military officials is Prime Minister Muyi.
Zhu Ronggui took two steps back unsteadily, staring wide-eyed at a person coming with a hand, his eyes were cold and ruthless, but he was respectful to the person in front of him, "The minister has sent someone to find Lord Zhuang, and it won't take a while to come and confront Lord Zhu." β
As soon as he heard that Zhuang Yan was coming, Zhu Ronggui's face turned white, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The emperor spares his life, it is the minister who has eyes without beads, and the minister who has eyes without beads!" β
Minister?
Eleven swept through the shocked crowd and let people help the eldest lady on the ground up, if her courtiers were like this, how could her peace be stable?
Zhuang Yan came quickly, almost non-stop, and when he saw the people kneeling on the ground, he didn't dare to breathe, and walked quickly in front of Eleven, "Your Majesty, the minister is late." β
Eleven raised his eyebrows and nodded, "But it's not Zhuang Aiqing, if you come a little later, you, Lord Zhu, will have to deal with me." β
Zhuang Yan's face turned pale, he glanced at Zhu Ronggui, who had long been frightened, and secretly clenched his fists, "Your Majestyβ"
"Zhuang Aiqing, don't be busy explaining, look at it, these people are still waiting here, you should solve their affairs first." Eleven crossed Erlang's legs, and she didn't know who brought the stool, she was just tired.
Zhuang Yan looked around at the people around him, first ordered someone to move the rice out of the granary, and then took the name book, verified it one by one, and distributed the grain to the people.
When it was the turn of the eldest lady, the eldest lady had red eyes and kowtowed to Eleven, "The old woman thanked the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!" β
Eleven didn't expect it, didn't have time to hold people up, the eldest lady shouted, and the rest of the people shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" β
Holding down the fist of the chair handle slightly, the corners of Eleven's mouth rose, "Everyone, stay first, I still have important things to do." β
Zhuang Yan finished sending grain and was about to return, but when he heard the words of the little emperor, the stone hanging in his heart began to flutter.
"If I'm not mistaken, this ration has been in place since last May, right?" Eleven got up and circled around Zhuang Yan, who nodded hurriedly.
"Auntie, can you tell me, how many times have you taken enough of this grain?"
The eldest lady named by the eleventh did not hesitate for a moment, "If you go back to the emperor, the old woman and son have taken enough food in the first March, and since the fourth month, they have never taken enough." β
Half a year.
In the past six months, there will be many variables.
No, Anping has changed to a new emperor.
Eleven sat back and looked at Zhuang Yan coldly, "Nearly 100 stone of grain is transferred from north to south every month, and it stands to reason that one person can get a bucket of surplus grain in a month, but Lord Zhuang looks, the people's food is enough?" β