Chapter III: Disaster Relief

Jiang Zeming, who can usually calm down, finally couldn't help but get angry at this time, if he quit the marriage, how could he win over the Wang family? Jiang Muye didn't have the support of the Wang family, so how could he get on the throne? He worked hard to arrange for him, but he himself didn't agree first.

In this matter, Jiang Zeming firmly disagreed!

"Your Majesty, please stop your anger"

Just next to Jiang Muye, a middle-aged man pushing a wheelchair came to the front, all made of wood, could it be that this person couldn't move his legs......?

Everyone's face was full of flesh, glaring at Jiang Muye.

"The eldest prince, I know you don't like Qianliu, but your marriage is doomed, no one can change it, no one can interfere in this matter, otherwise you won't be able to get along with me Wang Yuanhan" Wang Yuanhan smiled slightly, and at the same time glanced at the people below, and couldn't help but make people tremble.

"Who is he?" Jiang Muye asked in a low voice.

"The eldest prince, he is Miss Wang Qianliu's father, General Wang, don't look at him like this, but he is quite authoritative in court politics, you have to pay attention to what you say," Gonggong Li explained.

“............”

Jiang Muye is full of black lines, dare to love This is the father of the little girl, it feels different from what he imagined, with Wang Qianliu's character, he also suspects that her father should be a strong man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, Wang Yuanhan is very bland, quietly sitting in a wheelchair.

"Don't talk about this anymore, if there's anything important, report it quickly" Jiang Zeming shouted.

Jiang Muye had no choice but to give up, and now they won't agree to it, that chick's matter can't help for the time being, but if you get married or something, as long as you can escape from here two months ago, then it's no problem.

If people are not there, they don't believe that they can still have a wedding.

"Back to Your Majesty, the Guyue City area in the south of Jiang Country has suffered from famine, and a batch of disaster relief funds is urgently needed," Liu Yunhai stepped forward to report.

Jiang Zeming thought for a while, there have been more and more disasters recently, and the treasury has gradually begun to empty, and he must find a way to cure it. Then he said: "Zhong Aiqing, what is the best way?"

"The minister thinks that the first allocation will be allocated to the main disaster area, and the problem will be solved from the internal center point, and the famine will be solved fundamentally," Zuo Qing, the head of the household department, explained in a loud voice.

"Yes, a little later, a little more people will suffer, 100,000 urgent" Liu Yunhai nodded and said.

"A bunch of idiots"

Jiang Muye glanced at it, what the hell are these people talking about, and they also send disaster relief funds...... What is this Nima's famine doing with silver, shouldn't it be to send food, water, and other urgently needed materials?

"Hmph, what are your clever plans, eldest prince?"

Liu Yunhai snorted disdainfully, as far as the eldest prince who spends his days drinking and drinking on weekdays, it would be good to be able to think of a fart and not get in the way.

"Just buy some rice and send it over, and then make porridge after sending it over, and then solve some other problems," Jiang explained.

In the event of a famine, of course, food is delivered, and the silver cannot be eaten, and if it is delivered, there is a fart, is it possible that you still want to count on the silver to buy rice over there?

"To put it mildly, what about those scum when you meet when you are giving porridge? Even though you can afford to eat, you still come to grab porridge and drink it with the refugees, which makes the progress of the soup kitchen work slow," Liu Yunhai sneered.

"Then what should you do?" Jiang Muye said with a faint smile.

"I think that the famine is not so complete first, but because many grain sellers are piling up rice, the famine problem will be exacerbated, as long as the disaster relief money is used to buy from the grain sellers, the problem can be solved," Liu Yunhai said to himself.

Jiang Muye heard it, what kind of method is this, it is obviously to make money for the group of hoarding food, it turns out that the disaster relief money can only be purchased at the destination,, are all these people pigs?

"Are you stupid? You can think of this method, or are those grain sellers all your subordinates trying to swallow this money?" Jiang Muye laughed.

"Indeed, I also think that this method is inappropriate, I don't know what good plan you have, eldest prince" Wang Yuanhan also nodded in agreement, according to what Liu Yunhai said, I'm afraid that the amount of money is not enough, but there is no better way.

"Buy some low-quality rice, and then add sand to the rice, the amount should not be too much, the proportion is about twenty-eight points, and the problem of refugees will be solved naturally," Jiang Muye thought about it and said.

"Aren't you careless about human life? How can you put sand in grain, then how can you eat it?" Liu Yunhai asked rhetorically.

The people below shook their heads, this is not only a waste of food, but also a waste of human life, put sand in the food, how can the refugees eat.

"I think this method is good, there is nothing wrong with what the eldest prince said, when I went to the battlefield, I didn't know that those bastards mixed sand in the military rations to make rice money, our Yang family army has survived, why are the refugees more hypocritical than us" Yang Xucheng shouted roughly.

"The refugees are crazy hungry, they don't care what food they eat, it's good to be able to give them food, as for the group of scum you said, I think they will definitely dislike the rice porridge and sand, so they won't rob the refugees," Jiang Muye explained slowly.

Refugees don't care if there is sand or not, and those who rub food will dislike it, and those who hoard food will wait until the relief food arrives to see what they do.

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Jiang Zeming is also very optimistic about Jiang Muye's proposal, although he is skeptical, but it is really good to be able to propose such a plan, and it can also save a lot of expenses by mobilizing rice from the local area.

"Prime Minister, if you don't send the silver over, what will happen to the rice hoarded by the grain seller?" Zuo Qing whispered on the side.

"Shut up, don't talk about these things," Liu Yunhai snorted coldly.

Jiang Muye on the side could hear it clearly, even if his strength had not recovered, but in such a small place as the main hall, Jiang Muye could hear clearly what everyone in the audience said.

"Yo, that you, trouble coming out" Jiang Muye pointed at Zuo Qing, and then walked over gently, and continued: "Those black-hearted grain sellers, you are very concerned."

patted Zuo Qing on the shoulder, it seems that this matter has something to do with Zuo Qing......

"No, no, Xia Guan just looked at the mountains in the hands of the grain sellers, and they were a little hateful," Zuo Qing said curtly.

"Don't worry, do what I say, the rice in the hands of those grain sellers will become useless, they won't earn a cent of disaster relief, and after the refugees are dealt with, their rice can't be sold, hehe" Jiang Muye said with a smile.

"Then won't their food just rot?" Yang Xucheng wondered.

"I just want the food to rot, and then arrange for people to fan the refugees, and I won't buy a penny from them in the future, so that they will lose all their money, and if the beating hurts, they will naturally be obedient!" Jiang Muye said with compassion.

"Papapa~"

"The eldest brother is really a good means, and the younger brother is willing to bow down, which is really admirable, admirable"

Jiang Longyou's cold light flashed, a strange look flashed, and he randomly began to applaud warmly, but he didn't expect that people not only came back, but also opened their minds, and they could actually think of this way.

"Well, it's been awarded" Jiang Muye scratched his head and said, then glanced at Zuo Qing and said, "Don't let me find out that this matter has something to do with you, the most hated thing about me is the black-hearted traders, if I catch them, I will break them into pieces one by one!"

"Well, Long Yin is right, those people are the moths and pests of the country, and if you want to kill them all, I originally wanted to punish you for three months of confinement, but if the merits are offset, I won't punish you" Jiang Zeming nodded and said.

"Saving someone's life is better than a seventh-level floating slaughter, I have saved so many people, can I make a small request?" Jiang Muye said lightly.