Chen Ji changed his clothes and went out, and the first thing he asked was that Chen Xiujie's fingers holding the teacup trembled, and his eyes were as deep as a secluded pool.

Chen Ji was still wearing his belt over there, and without Xiao Ran's help, getting dressed was at least a difficult thing for him to do. didn't hear my father's answer, so he immediately raised his head and asked again: "Lao Chen, are you sure that there is grain in every official warehouse when you inspect the grain?" ”

It's a shocking word. Chen Xiujie put down the teacup and said: "Not only the numbers on the books, I have been to every warehouse on the spot, and the grain has also been opened and explored. Not to mention the full warehouse, there is no possibility of shoddy grain. ”

Chen Ji fastened his belt, straightened the folds of his neckline, walked towards Chen Xiujie, took a sip of the tea on the table, coughed lightly, and laughed: "That is to say, Dad, everything was normal when you checked the library?" ”

Chen Xiujie bowed: "Of course." ”

Chen Ji pulled a chair and sat down, his eyes changed, and he asked: "Dad, what if you ......" Chen Ji raised his eyes and glanced at Lao Chen, and then repeated these two words, and said: "If after you left from the grain patrol, the official warehouses in various places released the full warehouses of grain, would you be able to know?" ”

Chen Xiujie's eyes froze, and his first reaction was, "How can anyone dare to risk the world's condemnation for such a rebellious thing", when he came back to his senses, he was already shocked into a cold sweat, "If someone really did this, how could he let him know." ”

However, once the incident happens, the people below will lose their heads, and he will not be able to take off a single "oversight".

Chen Ji was not shocked to death, not worried at all that his father's little heart couldn't stand it, and then dismantled and said: "Daddy patrols the grain this time, everywhere he goes, the official warehouse is full of new grain, right?" Not to mention three or five years of old grain! ”

Chen Xiujie said: "According to the system, the official storage of rice shall not exceed two years......" The words were not finished, and he was already in a trance, Chen Xiujie walked to the opposite side of Chen Ji, puffed out his eyes, and said in surprise: "You mean that there is a fake grain stored by the government?" ”

Chen Ji bowed, "Hmm." Think about it, in the past ten years, Liaodong has been in constant turmoil, and the provinces in Guannai have to bear a part of the Liaoning salary every year. And it's all new grain for the year? I heard you say earlier that less than one-third of the grain allocated by the imperial court to Shandong goes down to the political secretary, how much can a Qingzhou government get? ”

Chen Xiujie sat up straight and said for a while: "In this way, it seems that someone here is a ghost." ”

"And the big families in the city have been collecting grain frequently, and the amount of this grain is really the surplus grain in the hands of ordinary people?"

Chen Xiujie turned his head to stare at Chen Ji, "Do you think that the grain that was taken away by the big households is actually the grain from the official warehouses everywhere?" After a pause, Chen Xiujie said with a little doubt, incredulous, "In April, the newspaper came from above, explaining that it was about arranging disaster relief, who would dare to do such a thing that lost its conscience?" ”

Chen Ji smiled and reminded: "Since the eighteenth year of the Apocalypse, there have been a total of sixteen tributary bandits in the territory of Shandong Buzheng Division, and there are more than seven in the territory of Qingzhou...... It has indeed been effective in suppressing bandits in recent years, but there are still three bandits that are difficult to eradicate and ravaging all parts of Qingzhou. Chen Ji looked at Chen Xiujie and asked, "Why does Daddy think these bandits have been able to stand up to now?" ”

Speaking of which, Chen Xiujie probably already understood. He glanced at his son with a complicated expression and didn't say anything more.

Chen Ji accepted it when he saw it, accepted those speculations, and talked about the matter in front of him: "The top priority is to find a way to reduce the price of grain in the city!" Daddy, what's your best idea? ”

Chen Xiujie put away her thoughts and shook her head, "There is really no other good idea except for opening a warehouse and releasing grain." How? You kid have a way? ”

Chen Ji shook his head and said with a wry smile: "What can I do, if I have enough food on my hands, I dare to fight a dozen price wars with them!" But it's all a palliative idea, and you shouldn't have heard it, Dad. ”

Chen Xiujie bowed his head and asked instead: "The above decided to use the relief methods in your booklet to find a place outside Qingzhou City to see how effective it is!" Would you like to come out and help do something about this? ”

Chen Ji said unexpectedly: "This is what you mean, Dad?" ”

"Hou Fuzun's meaning."

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with asking me to come out, but I still hope that there will be a more affordable return."

Chen Xiujie got up and wanted to leave, and said, "When I didn't say it! ”

Chen Ji got up, stopped Chen Xiujie, and said, "Just kidding you......" and then said: "But I still have to listen to your arrangements, and then I will decide whether to help or not." ”

Chen Xiujie bowed.

Chen Ji rubbed his forehead and instructed: "What I told me before, my father also has to serve a snack, and if you accidentally hammer it, you can remedy it to some extent." ”

Chen Xiujie glanced over and said, "Now that I'm here, there's no need to go back, after two days when the rain is light, I have to rush to the temporary relief area outside the city, so have a good rest these days!" ”

Chen Ji nodded, indicating that he understood.

Sending Chen Xiujie away, Chen Ji coughed a few times with his back against the door of the house, spread out his palms, and there were some blood stains, I really don't know what moths are going to come out again.

Chen Xiujie, who returned to the front hall, was absent-minded, his face was solemn, Hou Houcong noticed the change in him, got up and said with concern: "But there is something at home?" ”

Chen Xiujie shook her head, squeezed out a smile, and returned: "Don't worry." ”

The hall fell silent again.

Even if Qiu Xinzhi and Chen Xiujie are both from Qingzhou Mansion, they are still standing in different queues in many concepts, not to mention Hou Houcong, a foreign official. Therefore, in matters of right and wrong, the three of them can put aside their own prejudices and work together to get through, but in private, some "irrelevant points" will mostly follow their own will. There are a lot of collisions.

The eyes look at the nose, and the nose looks at the heart.

The atmosphere stiffened.

It was time for another pot of hot water, and Hu Zhutou, who was out patrolling the streets, knocked on the door. Looking out through the crack in the door, the rain seemed to be lighter.

The three classes of Qingzhou Mansion have two heads each, each of whom is almost in charge of ten people, Hu Lian is one of the two heads of the Zhuang class, and he is in charge of most of the arrests on weekdays, of course, because of the existence of the Yidu County Ya, Qingzhou Mansion is actually much more leisurely, and most of the things are handled by Yidu County first, and those who can let the government come forward are often some relatively big things.

After entering the house, Hu Lian saw the three Shangguan, and Hou Houcong waved him to change into dry clothes first and then come back. After such a toss and a cup of tea, this "three-hall trial" really kicked off.

At this time, the sky is finally beautiful, and the heavy rain turns to light rain.