'Uha ......'

The sound of a sack breaking came, and a bag of hundreds of catties of wheat was suddenly released, and fell to the ground one after another, and in an instant, a bag of wheat was sprinkled on the ground.

Wang Sirui grabbed a handful of grain, and the feeling of his hand was a little damp.

“******！” Looking at the food in his hand, Wang Sirui couldn't help but curse secretly.

In ancient times, the imperial court was still extremely strict in the management of grain.

Although transportation was not as convenient as in later generations, and it was difficult for grain from various regions to be transported to farther regions, the imperial court still had explicit regulations.

The grain in the granary must be turned over once a year to ensure that the grain is dry enough.

Three years after the grain is stored, the local government needs to sell the grain to the traders at the market price, and this money needs to be handed over to the central treasury, and the rest is counted as one of the expenses for the next year.

Of course, rules are dead, but people are alive.

Because the situation varies across the country, the northernmost region can only grow one crop of grain a year, so the yield will not be much higher.

If you go a little further south, you will get to Henan, where there will be two crops a year, so the total grain production will be slightly higher.

The granaries in various places are basically full, so before the new grain is put into storage in the next year, the local government will dispose of a batch of grain to make enough space.

Although it is common for people everywhere to not have enough to eat, it has to be said that the granaries in various places have never been empty.

As for relief, unless it encounters a natural disaster, the local government has the right to cut it first and then open a position for relief.

Under normal circumstances, the opening of a position for relief requires the permission of the central court.

In recent years, the northern region has been even more prosperous, and the grain harvest is not bad, but because of its location in the north, and the grain in the granary has been processed again, and the officials' salaries have been distributed a year in advance, so one of the four granaries will have a one-third vacancy.

However, looking at the current situation, it is obvious that Yanqing Mansion did not dry the grain well in accordance with the will of the central court, so that these grains were a little damp.

However, Yanqing Mansion is not to blame for this, not that they don't want to dry, according to the general schedule, the day of drying grain will generally be in May, and after drying, the grain will be processed, and then harvested in June, and put into the warehouse in July.

But because the world is not peaceful this year, coupled with the sharp increase in the number of displaced people, Yanqing Mansion was delayed for a while, and finally it was almost busy, and the fight broke out in the east.

"Move new grain first, and move as much old grain as you can in the end!" Wang Sirui ordered.

One of the four granaries is half new grain, and the other two are old grain, somewhat damp.

Even the situation of the new grain is not very good, the original drying is not very thorough, and the heavy rain a few days ago has caused the grain to begin to resurge.

But for Wang Sirui, it doesn't matter, they have so many people, they can eat up the grain in a few months, and it doesn't matter if it's tide or not.

"Wait! This is the granary, and who will rule it? How dare you ignore the law of the country? Wang Sirui had just ordered the grain to be moved, when an official in his fifties walked out and reprimanded him sharply.

Wang Sirui quietly glanced at this person's outfit, wearing a crystal and white bright glass top, wearing an eight-python five-clawed python robe, and a white pheasant pattern embroidered on his chest. A typical five-grade official uniform, and there is only one person in Yanqing Prefecture who is qualified to wear this official uniform, and that is Qin Kuiliang, the governor of Yanqing.

"Presumptuous, this is the commander of the sixth battalion of the newly formed Gyeonggi Army, Lord Wang Sirui." Xiao Dezi took a step forward, first named Wang Sirui's identity, and then reprimanded sharply: "Lord Wang was ordered to fight against foreign soldiers, and there is a holy decree, Qin Zhizhou, you'd better keep your eyes bright, otherwise, our family doesn't dare to guarantee that we can control this mouth." ”

Commander of the 6th Battalion of the newly formed Gyeonggi Army? What the fuck is this position? Six battalions? Isn't that exactly the establishment of the First Association? Co-leader, obediently, that's a big man from the second grade.

Qin Kuiliang couldn't help muttering in his heart, but he wasn't surprised. Now the world is different, as for Wang Sirui's official position, which seems to be able to scare people to death, in fact, it is a temporary one.

In ancient times, it was actually the same as in later generations, each position had its fixed name, but in some special times, some temporary positions would also be created.

For example, in military exercises, the troops of several theaters are brought together, and at this time, it is somewhat inappropriate for each theater to be in command, so a military exercise headquarters will be established, and its level is higher than that of each theater command.

But this is only temporary, after the end of the military exercise, everyone still has where to go back, at most because of this experience, it will make your future career easier. As for whether he will continue to occupy this position, don't even think about it.

Now that the world is in turmoil, it is not surprising that the imperial court temporarily sealed a few high-ranking officials.

Qin Kuiliang doesn't need to be afraid of Wang Sirui, no matter what, he is also a member of the five grades of the Eight Classics, and he has the merit of offering a sedan chair, even if he offends Wang Sirui, there is nothing to worry about.

Although it is not terrible to offend Wang Sirui, but the eunuch Xiao Dezi next to Wang Sirui is not something that Qin Kuiliang can offend.

"Since the lord has a holy decree, the granary here can be used as much as possible, but before that, the lower officials need to look at the holy oracle, and how much grain to move away, they also need to be signed by the adults, otherwise the lower officials will not be able to explain to the court in the future." Qin Kuiliang's attitude softened instantly, and he took retreat as the way forward.

The corners of Wang Sirui's mouth rose slightly, as if he had guessed Qin Kuiliang's thoughts: "Yes!" However, it should be made in duplicate, one for you to file, and the other for the court to be verified. ”

Hearing Wang Sirui's words, Qin Kui's conscience was stunned, and he even scolded. However, on the surface, he didn't dare to have any disagreeing thoughts, and said with a smile: "So, very good!" Very good! ”

Wang Sirui handed the two holy decrees to Qin Kuiliang, and after Qin Kuiliang confirmed that they were correct, the two sides each sent people to the door of the granary to confirm the number of things to be moved, but Qin Kuiliang obviously had something on his mind, and his mind was not in the granary at all.

The grain in the granary is packed into bags, and how many catties per bag is fixed, so when moving, you only need to check how many bags have been removed.

Similarly, this is also to facilitate the inventory, otherwise a stall of grain is piled on the ground, which is a waste of space, not to mention, and it is not conducive to the inventory.

It took a whole day to carry it, and during this period, hundreds of carts were temporarily requisitioned in the city, and then all the hundreds of thousands of catties of grain were transported.

In the end, after the two sides confirmed that it was correct, they each signed and drew on the paper, one copy was handed over to Qin Kuiliang for safekeeping, and the other copy was sent directly by Xiao Dezi to the imperial court.

And the Empress Dowager Cixi smiled slightly on her face after seeing this confirmation form, and put this table aside with great satisfaction, as for the content on the form, she didn't care at all.