"It's a treasure map again, my uncle of the Four Emperors is really hopeless, my father told me several times before his death, the treasure map is a fake news made up by the emperor's grandfather to protect his father's life, why is he still holding on to it......"

Jiang Tian heard Donglu Ziheng talking to himself, and pretended not to hear anything.

She's someone who's read the original novel.

The author of the novel made it clear in the book.

The treasure map is indeed fake, but it is just a smoke bomb thrown by the emperor in Qingxuan in order to conceal Zhen Guozhu.

Zhen Guozhu will eventually be discovered by the grandson of Dong Lu Jun and Mu Yu'er.

It was buried in the throat of the dragon vein, like a well in a small village......

Mo Yang, who was guarding outside the house, saw that Dong Lu Ziheng's face was much brighter.

His face immediately softened a little.

It is really only in front of Jiang Tian that the prince is like a normal child.

It's a pity that Jiang Tian only treats him as a younger brother from beginning to end.

After Jiang Tian returned, the whole house gradually regained its vitality.

It's also that she is so powerful, and she can cook the meals she eats every day so delicious.

Today, Donglu Ziheng and Moyang went up the mountain to hunt.

Get five or six hares back.

Naturally, the people in the house did not dare to rob the prince.

didn't want to Donglu Ziheng but said that he didn't like to eat hares, so Jiang Tian burned them out and gave everyone a tooth sacrifice.

"Incense. It's delicious. ”

"I didn't expect rabbit meat to be so delicious."

"The meat is so delicious."

……

Donglu Ziheng seems to have long been accustomed to listening to all kinds of exaggerated shouts of the people in the house every day when the meal arrives.

He looked down at the egg scones Jiang Tian had gotten for him.

Get some sauce and that's it.

After a crisp click, Jiang Tian entered the house with the boiled shredded potatoes and some shredded green onions.

"Lord, why do you eat it? This egg scone with nothing added is a soulless egg scones, but unfortunately only a handful of vegetables have grown in the backyard recently, and there are only green onions sold on the street, so you can eat them as wraps! Jiang Tian rolled some shredded potatoes and green onions into him as he spoke.

After the roll is finished, it is naturally handed over.

Mo Yang knew that Donglu Ziheng couldn't finish eating so much, so he hurriedly came over and snatched the egg scones in his hand, and didn't dislike the saliva on it at all, so he sent it to his mouth and took a big bite.

"Woo, this is too delicious, Jiang Tian, you are not interesting enough, you only give such a delicious thing to the prince alone." Mo Yang didn't care about the gaffe, and said while eating.

I didn't notice the cake dregs rushing out.

Donglu Ziheng took a big bite after the egg scramble in Jiang Tian's hand.

How to describe the taste.

I didn't expect that raw green onions and egg scones could have such a fragrant taste.

“…… Come, bring me some shredded potatoes and green onions, too. "Mo Yang came over and got some egg scones that he had eaten until the last bite.

"Wow...... This amazing taste, delicious, so fragrant—"

Not far from the house, under a large tree.

Jingkong had already finished eating the food that Jiang Tian had made for him alone.

In the first place, monks should not be defeated by this kind of appetite.

But he really felt that the food cooked by Jiang Tian was dozens of times more delicious than that cooked by Senior Brother Jingyue.

Think about the ones you used to eat.

Let's take a look at these recent meals.

Jiang Tian also said that there was a lack of seasoning, so he could only make the original taste of 30%.

I don't know when I'll be able to taste 10 out of 10......

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Chicken plague is still present.

Prices in the Imperial City continued to rise.

The emperor finally issued a decree to transport rice and all kinds of dry goods into the imperial city from all parts of the imperial city, and reduced taxes to many farmers in the imperial city and its vicinity this year, so that they can change to grow all kinds of seasonal vegetables with fast growth cycles......

Unfortunately, these measures have had little effect.

Recently, Donglu Ziheng and Moyang often go up to the mountains to hunt.

I don't know if there are too many people going up the mountain, and the prey gradually stops showing up.

Seeing that the food in the palace is decreasing day by day.

Jiang Tian struggled with the potatoes he planted a month ago, and the sprouts were just beginning to sprout.

It will take three months for this to reach full maturity.

There wasn't much food left over from the Jiang family's small fried shop and teahouse.

If this continues, sooner or later they will run out of food.

What to do?

You have to find a way to get something to eat.

"This girl, you take this silver ticket, I really can't let you out. It is expressly forbidden above, and chicken plague is not allowed to enter or leave before isolation! The commander guarding the door directly returned tens of thousands of taels of silver tickets to Jiang Tian.

He couldn't earn so much money even if he worked hard for ten lifetimes.

But if he dares to take it now, he won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Big brother, don't go! I can add more money if I don't have enough money, but hundreds of people in my family are waiting for food, and if I don't go out and get rice and noodles in, they won't be able to survive for so long. Jiang Tian saw that bribery didn't work, and began to play the emotional card.

She had already been to Mihang once before she came.

It's all closed.

The guy told her that all the rice in each rice shop was requisitioned by the government.

Now they have nothing left in their hands to distribute to the people.

On the way back, Jiang Tian was very frustrated.

As she walked, she suddenly saw a lot of people living outside Jingzhao Yin's yamen.

I vaguely listened to everyone talking about what they were talking about, posting notices and asking for rice or something.

Take a closer look.

"I, Wang Chang, am the owner of the Wang family's silk and satin shop, and now I am bidding 100,000 taels of silver, and I am sure that the business bosses from all over the country will take action and transport 10,000 stone of rice to my house......" At the end of the official silver of Ma Shihuai Ma,

"Is this true?" Jiang Tian looked at this psychedelic notice.

I thought I was wrong.

I couldn't help but mutter.

"Girl, you don't know about this, as long as ordinary people can afford it. You can ask Kyung Zhao Yin to issue a notice......"

I didn't even listen to the big brother.

Jiang Tian hurriedly rushed into Jingzhao Yin's yamen.

It just so happened that Ma Shihuai was also in Jing Zhaoyin today.

Jiang Tian saw that he didn't care about saluting, so he opened his mouth and said: "Master Ma, I want to issue a notice, I am willing to bid 300,000 taels of silver to ask someone to transport 30,000 stone of rice to our Qiwang Mansion, if anyone is willing to send double, I can also give him 50 short stories for free......

When Ma Shihuai heard this, he felt that Jiang Tian was crazy.

Donglu Zihenggui is the prince of Qi, and he goes to the household every day to receive a bucket of rice.

A bucket of rice is not enough for him to eat.

It seems to be aware of what Ma is thinking.

Jiang Tian shook his head, "Master Ma, my lord said that a bucket of rice is not enough to eat in the mansion, and our palace can survive for a while for the time being, so we won't grab rice with our colleagues." You also know that there are more than 50 people in the Qiwangfu Courtyard, and dozens of people in my shop, who have to eat so much rice every day without doing anything. These 300,000 taels of silver are a lot in the eyes of most people, but no matter how important the silver is, no human life is worth anything. ”

That being said.

But Jiang Tian knows that the private entrustment of the government to issue a notice must be the household registration of the imperial city?

In addition, the issuance of a national proclamation must be played to the six ministries, and the six Shangshu will be transferred to the cabinet chief assistant after approval, and then it will be played to the emperor.

"Huh? It's so troublesome! What if I only send a notice to a few surrounding counties? Jiang Tian asked again.