The gate of the post station opened from the inside, and Zhu Chenghu seemed to hear the difficult sound of the door bolt being removed, his pupils shrank, staring at that side, and swallowing an unknown amount of saliva. In front of him, Chen Ji drooped his shoulders and rested his hands in front of him, looking quite cynical. This frightened Zhu Chenghu, he had never seen such a death. With a few reminders, the man in the door had already walked out.

Dressed in armor, looking at the system should be a guerrilla general of the border army with five grades, and then looking at the age of the other party, it can be seen that he is a ruthless person, or there is grace in the family. In short, it's a character they can't afford to mess with.

When Chen Ji saw that someone finally came out, he straightened up, and cheered up a little to meet the past, his movements were extremely exaggerated, and he completely forgot that he was a "scholar". In the eyes of the subordinate officials of the post station on the side, it is naturally a shame.

Although the Jokhang is not as "heavy on literature and suppressing the military" as the previous dynasty, but after a long period of peace, the military generals will be looked down upon, and it is also because the border areas have not been quiet in recent years, the coastal bandits are rampant, and the military generals have gradually used more and more places, which has reversed itself.

……

Fang Jingyu, a guerrilla general who had just been transferred back to Beijing from the border areas, saw the current scene, but still frowned inadvertently, secretly snorted hypocrisy, and did not want to bother to speak, and said: "Chen Gongzi has something to do, let's talk about it here."

Reject people thousands of miles away.

Chen Ji didn't care, and said: "It's not a secret, Chen Ji is here for food this time."

"What grain?"

Chen Ji immediately added fuel and vinegar to everything during this time, Fang Jingyu frowned, but also considered, and his impression of the general judge in front of him also dropped sharply to the freezing point. So he interrupted: "These things are supervised by the government, and Chen Gongzi is acting on his behalf, right?"

Chen Ji sighed: "Filial piety comes first, Chen Ji really can't bear his father's tiredness, he just wants to do his best."

Pulling up this big banner, Fang Jingyu couldn't say anything.

The two were speechless, and after a while, Fang Jingyu said loudly: "Everything will be said when the Duke of Guogong arrives at Qingzhou Mansion, and Gongzi Chen will do it for himself."

Chen Ji was not reluctant, hesitated slightly, quickly hidden, responded, and simply left with someone.

It wasn't until he left the town that Zhu Chenghu breathed a sigh of relief, and said fearfully: "It's going to die!"

Chen Ji was noncommittal, but did not explain anything. led the people and rushed directly to Zhengjiawa.

This trip, it seems, nothing has come to fruition.

Chen Ji also put himself in the small room of the command center, and he didn't know what he was doing.

On the second day, there were grain trucks coming one after another, but the amount was not very large.

Fortunately, order is still under control.

……

Time has passed for another ten years, and the atmosphere of Zhengjiawa has reached a certain freezing point again, because the price of grain in Qingzhou City has been raised, and there is no spare strength to support Zhengjiawa, and it has really reached the point of "starvation". Seeing that a "change" is about to happen, there is another tragic incident of "breaking the embankment". Under the successive blows, Chen Ji finally came out of the room, and the whole person was a lot haggard.

immediately called Hou Mingyu and the others, and asked, "Is there a letter from Qingzhou Mansion?" Then he said, "Forget it, immediately organize a group of people and rush to the embankment." ”

"At this juncture?"

"Of course."

Hou Mingyu was puzzled.

Chen Ji no longer explained, "Arrange manpower first, no matter what, the river embankment has to be rescued." ”

Song Qingming said: "If you do this, you will only make those people think that you are sending them to death."

Chen Ji was noncommittal, "Tell them that in the past, in addition to repairing the river embankment, each person still had one or two silver per day." ”

In the middle of idleness, the emergency removal of documents from Qingzhou Mansion also arrived.

Chen Ji handed it to Hou Mingyu, "Just do it." He turned around, called Song Qingming and Zhu Chenghu, hurriedly left Xiaoshanbao, and rode back to Qingzhou City.

Hou Mingyu scolded her mother, and she had to call someone to do things.

The wind and dust rushed back to Qingzhou, and it took some effort to enter the city, and the group went straight to the prefect's yamen and found Chen Xiujie, who was on business. The general judge of the year has become much haggard.

After Chen Ji entered the house, he picked up the cold tea and poured it, and said to his father, "Is the thing okay?"

Chen Xiujie turned around and took a document from the table, and said, "Even with this, in the face of the current situation, it is not very useful, right?"

Chen Ji took it and looked at it, and asked, "Has the old prince talked to that palace?"

Chen Xiujie nodded.

Chen Ji folded the paper in half and folded it in half, put it in his arms, and smiled: "I will borrow a class of officials from you."

Chen Xiujie raised her eyebrows slightly, a little worried, Chen Ji had already gone out, and he was already fooling the "officials" outside the door. Chen Xiujie suppressed his thoughts, followed him out, and said a few words to the confused official, and a small team of more than ten people quickly left the prefect's yamen.

Zhu Chenghu is already a descendant of Chen Ji, and the prefect's yamen is personally led by Hu Tie, the head catcher, and the weight is also very sufficient. The group rushed to the Yidu County Yamen in the rain, and with the help of Chen Xiujie's sign, they entered the yamen to ask for some things, and dragged the county magistrate out of the door, carrying the account book into several main streets where large households gathered.

"As early as ten years ago, the government called on the big families in the city to donate generously, and now it is contained in this account book, but it can be seen that my big families in Qingzhou are actually poor and inexplicable." Chen Ji talked to Cui Wenyun, the history of Yidudian, about the account book information he had seen in the yamen before.

Cui Dianshi's face was gloomy, and he didn't know if he was frozen or frightened.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Chen Gongzi doesn't know, there are already more than 20 porridge sheds outside the city."

Chen Ji smiled, "It's just that you didn't fire much?" ”

Cui Dianshi nodded, thinking that he was a county classic, how could he weaken his identity just because the other party was a general judge, but at this juncture, it was difficult to be tough.

Chen Ji no longer sarcastically mocked Cui Wenyun, turned his head and said to the people behind him: "Tonight's task is to send these notices to each house in person, don't do anything else, the task is not heavy, but time is ...... tight."

After chattering for a while, everyone divided into teams and each entered a street. In the end, only Chen Ji, Cui Wenyun, and the Hu catcher were left in place.

Chen Ji shook the coat on his shoulder, raised his hand to support the hat, and followed in. The two behind him didn't know why, but they could only follow.

After a night of heavy rain, in the busy city of Qingzhou, the victims who broke through the door before, the part of the "fish caught in the net", began to take to the streets.

After Chen Ji dodged the roaring stick, he stumbled and fell in the corner, and the head of Hu Zhutou from behind rushed up, and the man put down the stick, spread his legs and ran away.

Chen Ji got up from the corner of the wall and thanked Hu Zhutou, who frowned and reminded: "Chen Gongzi had better stay in Hu's sight."

Chen Ji nodded, and Cui Wenyun chased after him, his face gloomy.