After listening to the words of the prefect Chen Yingyuan, they immediately went down the steps and said, "Lord Ji, they are all villains who are ignorant. We agreed, and we sold the grain to the adults at the price of one or two or four cents a year......"

That Wang Jiabai finally lost his spirit, timidly stepped aside and stopped talking.

After a lot of effort, he finally implemented the food for disaster relief, Ji Qingwen was naturally elated, put down the aggressive expression and tone just now, changed into an amiable mask, and said to everyone with a smile:

"This official is also a merchant child, of course he knows everyone's difficulties. Since everyone is willing to sell me grain at a low price, it is to give me face, to the court, and to the emperor. After the disaster relief is completed, the official will definitely apply to the upper level and erect a monument to praise the virtues of you, maybe the emperor will be happy, and he will also give a few rich businessmen who are able to do things or make a name for themselves! ”

The merchants of the Ming Dynasty were listed at the end of the four peoples of "scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants", although some of them had money, their status was not high, let alone being officials, and their status was quite insufficient compared to that of poor peasants - for example, when they occasionally started lawsuits, they would obviously favor the peasants when they met more honest officials......

Therefore, this big cake painted by Ji Qing's diploma is a great temptation for businessmen, as long as the emperor decrees to give him fame, he will directly become a "scholar", and his status will naturally rise.

Ji Qingwen saw that these businessmen listened to his words, and the unhappy expression on his face just now had disappeared, and he knew that the matter had been completely handled by himself, so he smiled again: "That's good." My family is also a businessman, and I also have some grain in stock. In this way, I will first sell three thousand stone of grain, and give it to myself...... Hahaha! ”

Ji Qingwen felt that this account, taken from his left pocket to his right pocket, was really a bit funny, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, since he had set an example of "3,000 stone of grain", the rest of the merchants could only focus on the "3,000 stone"—the generous ones gave up to 4,000 stones, and the stingy ones went up to 2,000 stones—and in less than a cup of tea, the total amount of grain promised by the merchants had already filled the original target of 50,000 stones.

With food, the disaster relief is half the battle, and the next step is to count the number of victims, open a porridge factory, and distribute disaster relief.

Ji Qingwen is a rich second generation, of course he is too lazy to meddle in such trivial and troublesome matters, so he handed over the follow-up matters to the prefect Chen Yingyuan.

Chen Yingyuan is not incompetent, but he thinks about things too carefully, so he is a little cowardly in doing things. But things like disaster relief require his cautious and not afraid of trivial character.

So under the command of Chen Yingyuan, it took only two days for the wealthy families in the county to deliver the promised grain to the prefect's yamen. He was afraid that these guys would be unkind and shoddy, so he personally inspected the grain sent and returned all the old grain that was moldy.

Ji Qingwen was also very relieved to see that he was so attentive, and as soon as he raised his hand, he transferred all the 50,000 taels of silver to him, and asked him to pay the rich merchant for the purchase of grain and reward the disaster relief staff.

Chen Yingyuan has food and silver in his hands, and there is no Ji Qingwen to blindly command on it, so he is more handy in handling things - on the day he got the food, he sent the officials in the prefect's yamen to order the victims of the city to line up, receive chips in turn, and each person is limited to one bowl of porridge.

In this way, the victims who had been starving for half a month were finally able to eat a half-full meal, and they were so moved that they vied to praise Ji Qingwen and Chen Yingyuan as "the Buddha descended to earth", "living Bodhisattva", and "the master of the blue sky".

Chen Yingyuan saw that the disaster relief had achieved initial results, and fearing that the hungry people would inevitably find another incident after they had eaten their stomachs, so he gathered the entire city government and asked the disaster victims outside Xi'an to be stationed in accordance with their household registration, and to send the county's teachings or chief bookkeepers and other officials to live with the disaster victims in the county, and to punish the county's crimes in the event of a public security incident. Chen Yingyuan's subordinate officials were also divided into three shifts, patrolling the city every day to prevent civil uprisings.

As a result, the officials of the Xi'an prefect's yamen were very busy, and the county officials were also exhausted.

When Chen Yingyuan saw it, he spent money from the silver given to him by Ji Qingwen, and each person added five coins of silver per day.

Shaanxi is very poor here, not as good as Suzhou, the richest district in the world, five dollars a day is already a very high remuneration - these officials and officials took the reward, naturally they were vigorous and worked harder.

Ji Qingwen had nothing to do here, and seeing that the disaster relief matter was handled very smoothly by Chen Yingyuan, he didn't bother to intervene, and mingled with Zhu Cunshu every day to eat, drink and have fun, just like when he had just crossed over from the afterlife.

The difference is that among the two of them, one has become the most noble Qin prince in Xi'an City, and he has no control from the cautious old Qin King, and he is even more lawless when he plays; The other has become a hot figure in front of the current emperor, and has become a great savior for countless hungry people outside the city.

Ji Guangming, the "father" after Ji Qingwen's crossing, was even more proud when he saw that his "son" was so promising, and when he met other businessmen in the city, he couldn't wait to raise his eyes to the sky.

And those matchmakers who have always walked the streets and alleys and made trouble, heard that Ji Qingwen, the "dog less" of the Ji family, became a big official and made a lot of money, so they were even more busy coming over to protect the media and introduce their daughters-in-law, and they couldn't wait to step on the threshold of the Ji family's house into the mud.

Ji Qingwen still crossed the same set of thinking before, but he felt that he was still young, less than twenty-five years old, and some things he hadn't played enough, and there was no reason to find a wife to take care of himself, so he didn't go to see any of these daughters-in-law sent to the door.

Ji Guangming felt that twenty-five years old was not too young and should start a family, but seeing that the girls introduced by the matchmaker - either the daughter of a businessman, or the daughter of a talented showman, or at most the pearl of a famous man - the status was not as good as that of his son as a minister, he did not agree.

However, the succession is a big deal, the three generations of the Ji family have passed on alone, and the matter of continuing the incense is all counting on Ji Qingwen.

After thinking about it, Ji Guangming suddenly had a plan, and the host asked Ji Qingwen to take the girl Xing'er as a concubine, and when there is a suitable candidate in the future, it is not too late to marry a wife.

Ji Qingwen didn't expect such an operation, and after inquiring, he learned that the Ming Dynasty implemented monogamy and multiple concubines, and a regular wife naturally had to be carefully considered, and a concubine was how much money you have, how many you can marry. And you can take a concubine first and then take a wife, there is no inevitable precedence.

For Ji Qingwen, this is like a mouse falling into a rice bowl......

When he was weaving in Suzhou, he could make a net profit of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver a year, so how many concubines could he accept......

Thinking of this, Ji Qingwen felt that Xing'er was also very intimate when she usually served her, and she was obedient to herself, so she should give her a name, so she agreed.

Xing'er has been a personal maid for Ji Qingwen since she was a child, and what she wants is to become Young Master Ji's concubine one day, and then give birth to a legitimate son to the Ji family, and be a comfortable young grandmother......

Therefore, Xing'er did not hesitate, and happily agreed.

Taking a concubine is not as good as marrying a wife, and the ceremony can be simple.

Therefore, the Ji family did not engage in any extravagant ceremonies, only let Xing'er wear red and hang colors, and saluted the old man Ji Guangming and his sixth aunt's wife, which was regarded as entering the gate of the Ji family.

And the so-called mother is more expensive than her son, just by virtue of the status of a concubine, Xing'er's status in the Ji family is still not very stable, and only by giving birth to a son to Ji Qingwen can she have a real say in the Ji family.

Therefore, after Xing'er became Ji Qingwen's concubine, she seemed to have changed as if she was a different person, like a wolf and a tiger every day, pestering Ji Qingwen and not letting go, so that Ji Qingwen saw the sun hanging on his head for several days, and he felt that his eyes were dark for a while.

Time flies by, and after nearly a month, the disaster relief affairs are still going on in an orderly manner, and although the victims outside the city do not starve to death, they also do not have enough to eat, so they heard that a few drops of drizzle began to fall in their hometown, so they asked the government for seeds, and began to return to their hometowns one after another.

Seeing that the disaster relief matter was coming to an end, Ji Qingwen began to prepare to return to Suzhou and continue to be his weaving commander.

Unexpectedly, a major event occurred at this time that was enough to change the direction of history.