Regarding the shareholding of Wei Guogong Deng Yunlan, Zhu Youzhen didn't think much about it.

Originally, Zhu Youzhen did not want to monopolize the wool industry.

To be honest, such a big benefit is not something that a family or two can eat. If you want to form a sufficient scale to impact the market, it is better to have a few more nobles to take shares.

If the old man doesn't come, Zhu Youzhen has to find a way to pull people.

Maybe the circle in the capital is too small, maybe it's because the old gentleman's tone is not tight. didn't wait for Zhu Youzhen to publicize the benefits of wool spinning, and then several noble families came to the door to buy shares. This made Zhu Youzhen very surprised.

Kyochu seems to have heard the rumors.

Zhu Youzhen didn't expect that even top nobles such as the Xu family of Dingguo Gong, the British Gong Zhang family, and the Zhu family of Chengguo Gong came to the door one after another to buy shares.

However, the way the nobles bought shares made Zhu Youzhen feel depressed. The conditions they put forward were all surprisingly consistent, and they were all based on population and food.

"The old man has made a bad start!" Zhu Youzhen shook his head helplessly and sighed, the nobles would rather add more people and food than more silver.

Combing through the income of the various nobles in the past few days, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but sigh: The nobles are the nobles.

Although these local tyrants and nobles do not have much money, the manpower they can control is really considerable.

In the past few days, a total of 2 or 30 large and small nobles in the capital have successively invested in the workshop. There are a few thousand people in the majority, and a few hundred people in the few.

It's not that I don't know, but I'm really shocked. For these 2 or 30 nobles, about 30,000 or 40,000 people were sent.

Looking at this number, Zhu Youzhen was worried.

"How do you settle so many people? The resettlement of the refugees from Liaodong has not yet been completed. ”

"Liaodong refugees?" Zhu Youzhen's face changed.

The people these guys are going to send aren't refugees from Liaodong, right?

Ahh

I feel like I've been tricked by them.

"Fuck" Zhu Youzhen threw the refugee distribution file on the table. "They really played it."

What sense of smell is sensitive?

Bullshit.

It's purely called the old gentleman's pit.

Wei Zhongxian pushed Zhu Youzhen out as an example, and called on the nobles and ministers of various families to assist the imperial court in relocating the refugees from Liaodong.

The number of people sent by these nobles was exactly the same as the number of refugees assigned to them, and there was no deviation at all.

This is obviously intended to disgust Zhu Youzhen?

It is no wonder that when people give food and a small amount of silver, they ask for a share. There is no intention of arguing at all. In vain, I thought that these nobles smelled great profits and didn't dare to ask for more?

Zhu Youzhen patted his head, this disgusting way is hard for these guys to think of.

It's not to blame people, it's obvious that he made the big profit of wool spinning dizzy, and he didn't expect this at all.

"Hehe, hehe", turning his mind, Zhu Youzhen chuckled.

This is really a blessing for Seon.

That's fine, or I really don't know how to pull these guys together.

A good thing, a great thing, a great thing.

Wang Chengen looked at Zhu Youzhen, who was full of smiles, and his heart was furious, "Your Highness was tricked, why are you still so happy, your brain is fine, right?" ”

"Wang Biba, you go and inform these bigwigs, just say that the workshop has not been built yet, and people are not in a hurry. When will it be sent, waiting for the notification of the orphan. Zhu Youzhen said with a smile.

"Well, it can't make them too happy. With so many people, the workshop had to be expanded. ”

"Your Highness's level is high." Wang Chengen was extremely impressed in his heart. With a word from His Highness, the matter was settled.

What a procrastination.

After receiving the notice from the Xinwang Mansion, the nobles were not in a hurry, and they could afford to support thousands of refugees. The idea of buying shares is just to vent his anger, and there is no need to force the king to turn his face directly.

"That's the best outcome. Otomo, you have to be cautious next time. The Emperor of the Apocalypse, who got the news, said lightly.

Wei Zhongxian's back was cold, these nobles really dared to do it. directly poured the letter king frame on fire.

If His Majesty hadn't come forward in advance, he would have offended His Royal Highness King Xin to death this time. Don't look at these nobles who are usually silent, they are really yin, and they really can't be easily provoked.

Those shouting literati have no other skills than to be louder.

This really corresponds to the saying: a dog that bites often does not bark.

Wei Zhongxian is introspecting, but Zhu Youzhen is distressed.

The refugees in the hands of the nobles don't need to be considered for the time being, but the refugees sent by Wei Zhongxian are already in place and need to be taken over immediately.

How is it arranged? Zhu Youzhen went back and forth several times.

They must not be allowed to eat for nothing.

Cash-for-work.

The unscrupulous boss Zhu Youzhen wrote 4 big characters on the paper.

Since Wei Zhongxian provided enough food, he told them to build infrastructure.

Part of it was built as a workshop, and part of it went to Huangzhuang to repair water conservancy.

It was such a happy decision. Zhu Youzhen threw down the pen in a hurry.

Beijing, Daxing County, Liaodong refugee gathering place.

The Liaodong refugees here are the thousands of families assigned by Wei Zhongxian to King Xin.

The weather in May is already slowly getting hotter.

Thanks to the weather, if it were still warm and cold, more than half of the refugees who lacked food and clothing might fall.

After a long journey, the refugees' homes have basically been emptied. Most of the food was gone, and the clothes were in tatters. Within the capital, refugees basically lived on the relief of the imperial court. The little gruel provided by the imperial court every day barely sustained people from starving.

After a long time of no clear arrangement, the hearts of the refugees slowly cooled down, and the imperial court seemed to have forgotten about them.

Today, the refugees finally see hope, and the court has finally arrived.

It is not an ordinary servant who comes, but an official, a serious official of the imperial court.

On a simple mound of earth, a green-robed official preached loudly. The cyan official uniform clearly shows his identity.

The refugees did not understand the official language of the officials, mixed with dialects. What does he mean by that? As long as the court can arrange it, as long as there is something to eat.

After the officer finished speaking, with the cooperation of his entourage, the distribution of refugees began.

The thousands of refugee households present at the scene were divided into households, and were organized into 10 households and 10 households as one guarantee.

Seeing the familiar way of grouping, the refugees' hearts were reassured.

If you can organize and protect the armor, then it is still an official household of the Ming Dynasty, as long as it is a regular household, the imperial court will always give you food.

Just have something to eat.

The Qingpao official is Li Yifang of Daxing County, although his voice hurts, he is very happy in his heart.

God willing, these refugee problems have finally been solved.

From today onwards, these refugees are equivalent to tenants of the Imperial Palace, even if they are subjects of the Wangfu, and are no longer under the direct jurisdiction of the county government.

This means that even if the refugees starve to death, it is no longer his responsibility.

I can finally get a good night's sleep. Poor, I haven't slept well for more than 10 days.

As for the assembled refugees, it is none of his business how King Shin will settle them.

But can the little ones really appease these refugees?

Li Yifang, who didn't want to meddle in things, looked at the teenagers led by each group of refugees, and couldn't help but guess in his heart.