"The minister is willing to donate fifty stone of grain." The eldest grandson, Wuji, as the uncle of the country, had to take the lead.

"The minister is willing to donate thirty stones." Fang Xuanling followed closely and said.

"The minister is willing to donate ten stone of grain." Cheng bites the golden road.

"Ministers donate five stone grain"......

In the end, all the civil and military officials in the main hall were cleaned up by Li Shimin.

A total of 1,000 stone of grain was scraped, which sounds like a lot, but it is useless to put it in two large provinces with a population of tens of thousands, and it is just a drop in the bucket.

Li Shimin rubbed his temples, feeling very irritable, thinking that he was doing his best to manage the government every day, but there were still disasters in various places, which made him tired.

Sometimes he even thinks that being an emperor is not fun at all, it is better to live his own small life as an ordinary person, two acres of land, a cow, a wife and children, and a hot kang head.

But how did he know that it was not easy to be an emperor, and it was even more difficult to be an ordinary person.

At least as an emperor, you don't have to worry about three meals a day every day, you won't starve and freeze, you can eat and dress warmly, and you still have a palace to live in.

"In addition to this matter, do you Aiqing have anything else to say?" Li Shimin tried his best to cheer up his spirits so that he would not fall asleep.

"Your Majesty, Prince Geely was beaten in public by Wang Xianmen last time, and now he is shouting all day long in Honglu Temple to seek justice, I don't know what Your Majesty thinks?" Honglu Temple said loudly.

When Li Shimin heard this, he thought to himself, why is it an unpleasant thing? Isn't there anything to be happy about every day under my Datang?

"Let him recuperate honestly, and go back as soon as he recovers, so as to save himself from staying under my eyes and nose." Li Shimin said politely.

"This ......" Honglu Temple saw that Li Shimin was angry, so he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Is there anything else? If not, that's all for today. Retreat! Li Shimin's eyelids fought, so he directly announced his retreat from the dynasty and left.

Watching Li Shimin leave, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and the quarrel turned into a pot of porridge.

"Your Excellency, who knows why Your Majesty is so tired today?" Someone asked aloud.

This can be regarded as asking the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, it's like getting an answer from each other.

Hearing the discussion of the ministers, the corners of Wei Zheng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart, because he understood that the reason why Li Shimin was so spiritless today was because of Wang Dazhu's books.

"It seems that I have to persuade His Majesty to take a rest! Otherwise, I'm afraid that it will hurt the dragon's body in the long run. Wei Zheng thought in his heart.

Everyone talked for a long time, but they didn't figure out the reason for Li Shimin's exhaustion, so they left with doubts.

After all, they each have a lot of things to deal with in the yamen, and they also have to prepare the food they just promised to donate.

Li Shimin went back to the bedroom and fell asleep, in the end he was not as good as a young man, and he couldn't hold it up if he stayed up all night.

……

Wang Dazhui also heard about the things in the court, and felt a little funny in his heart, but he didn't expect Li Shimin to be like his son Li Chengqian, who forgot to sleep and eat.

He deliberately went to his Hongyun supermarket today, because he found that the price of rice in Chang'an has risen sharply recently. Because food is cheap, the supply of food in my house exceeds the demand every day. There was even a rush to buy.

"Alas, it seems that the disaster in Henan and Shandong has affected Chang'an, I don't know how many people will die from this disaster?" Wang Dazhui thought as he walked.

He is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person, so since he knows about this, he plans to do his best to help these suffering people.

Before leaving the supermarket, he instructed Uncle Bao: "Uncle Bao, you make it clear to the store manager that no matter how other people's prices rise, the price of food in our supermarket will never increase, but we must also pay attention not to sell it to those who speculate, and try to sell food to those who need it most." ”

"Young master, don't worry, I will definitely order this." Uncle Bao listened to Wang Dazhu's words and glanced at him with complicated eyes.

This master of his own family is really a bodhisattva-hearted person, and if this order continues, Hongyun Supermarket will lose a lot of silver every day just for food.

It is his blessing to follow such a master, this is Uncle Bao's heart, not only Uncle Bao has such thoughts, but every employee in the supermarket has such thoughts.

Many people take advantage of this opportunity to raise prices, regardless of the lives of ordinary people, who are cheaper than ants.

The practice of Hongyun Supermarket has won unanimous praise from the people, but it has also offended a large number of black-hearted grain sellers, because they feel that Hongyun Supermarket's approach is against them. You see, sometimes this way of the world, bad people are bad.

For such a thing, Wang Dazhui had a plan for a long time, so he didn't cause any losses, because the first person to make trouble had already been sent to prison by Wang Dazhui.

This trick quickly cuts through the mess, kills the chicken to show the monkey, and the effect is indeed very good, at least those people dare not do anything crooked, and can only scold the proprietor of Hongyun Supermarket in his mouth or heart for being a fool.

Wang Dazhui found that after the beginning of spring, there were many more displaced people in Chang'an City, and the number of displaced people was still increasing recently, and most of these people came from Henan and Shandong.

It seems that we have to give advice to the emperor to quickly and properly settle these people, otherwise there will be a big mess sooner or later.

The reason why these victims are not making trouble now is that they are not familiar with the situation when they have just arrived in Chang'an, and on the other hand, there are many large households who specialize in giving food to them, but with the increase in the number of displaced people, if these people cannot eat, it will definitely lead to conflicts.

When passing by the Chang'an Mansion, Wang Dazhui went in and asked Yang Zhi about the progress of the last assassination case.

"Lord Yang, it's been a few days, I don't know how you checked? Have you found out the identity of the person behind the scenes? As soon as Wang Dazhui entered, he asked straight to the point.

"It turned out that the male master of Wang County came, which really made me shine here!" Yang Zhi smiled flatteringly and avoided the topic.

"Lord Yang laughed, you are here as a dignified third-grade official, and I came to you from a fifth-grade county man, why did you shine?" Wang Dazhui asked rhetorically.

"Wang Xiannan, that's not the case, who doesn't know that you are now a big red person in front of His Majesty the Emperor, and you are the kind of red and purple." Yang Zhi smiled and said without embarrassment.

"Okay, can you tell me if there is any progress in the case? If you dare to shirk your responsibilities again, I will go directly to the palace to the emperor. ”

(End of chapter)