Seeing that the victims were gathering more and more, and the imperial court did not issue any pacification policies, Song Qingyuan couldn't help but feel anxious.

The success or failure of their disaster relief was closely related to the decrees of the imperial court.

If at this time, the imperial court notified the counties to open warehouses for disaster relief, and even let the victims be repatriated to their hometowns, then everything the Song family did would be in vain, and it can be said that they were losing money and making money!

If the imperial court has not acted and the number of victims increases, they will also have to come up with relevant countermeasures.

So after thinking about it, Song Qingyuan still decided to send a letter to the capital.

Ask about the imperial court's handling of this flood, and the object of Song Qingyuan's letter this time is Xiao Shisan.

first greeted Xiao Shisan, and then, chattered about the situation of the victims in Yulin County, and wrote down the things that the Song family had done one by one.

The main thing is that the Song family took out the one hundred taels of gold rewarded by the emperor to help the victims to build Fuze Village, and borrowed the emperor's blessings to spread all over the world.

Then, ask whether there is a conflict between the imperial court's policy on this disaster and the Song family's approach.

After writing, drying, and putting it in the envelope, Song Qingyuan went to get some vermicelli and brought it to Xiao Shisan.

I went to Qian Wanru's shop to get some rouge gouache and gave it to Xiao Shisan's wife.

After doing all this, Song Qingyuan sent someone to find Liu Wu and make an appointment to meet in the natural residence.

Naturally inhabited.

Song Qingyuan handed the letter and the gift to Liu Wu, "Trouble Uncle Xiao Wu to give it to the Thirteenth Master." ”

"Thirteenth Master?" Liu Wu held the hand of the thing and paused.

Raised his head and smiled, "These are all for the Thirteenth Master?" ”

Song Qingyuan nodded, "The letter is for the thirteenth master, and the thing is for the thirteenth sister-in-law." ”

"That'...... Lord Xiao's side? ”

"Nothing to convey?" Liu Wu asked.

Song Qingyuan was stunned and shook his head silently, "No!" ”

Lord Xiao is older than Xiao Thirteen, knows more than Xiao Thirteen, and knows more about the movements of the imperial court than Xiao Thirteen.

It's not that she didn't think about writing the letter to Lord Xiao, but it was a bit taboo to ask the court officials about the court decrees.

But Xiao Shisan is different, correspondence with him can be completely gossip, it can only be regarded as an inquiry between friends, and it is not involved in political affairs.

If you talk to Lord Xiao......

Song Qingyuan shook goosebumps, he couldn't imagine that grinding and chirping was definitely not Lord Xiao's personality.

"Trouble the little fifth uncle!" Song Qingyuan thanked softly.

"The peasant girl is polite." Liu Wuyi gave up.

"This errand and the money we take, these are what we should do."

"It just so happens that we also have to pass on the situation of the victims."

"In a few days, the letter of the peasant girl will reach the thirteenth master."

Song Qingyuan nodded, "The sooner the better!" ”

She also needed Xiao Shisan's reply to determine the Song family's next move.

Separated from Liu Wu, Song Qingyuan went directly to Fuze Village.

The situation in the village is getting better day by day, and the people are tired, but the joy on their faces is getting worse day by day, and they finally see the hope of survival.

After looking at the porridge boiling situation, he told the new villagers to drink boiled water to prevent getting sick.

After some explanation, Song Qingyuan went directly to the county seat and returned to the Song house in the county.

Inside the house.

Da Lang was indignant and annoyed, "This ** businessman, sitting on the ground and starting the price, the cornmeal for five cents is now sold for ten cents, which has directly doubled." ”

"This still makes it impossible for ordinary people to live!"

"Master! Is there a way to control it, and the government will come forward to let those grain merchants lower the price of grain. Da Lang asked.

Old Man Song shook his head, his face embarrassed, "This can't be done at all, not to mention whether the Zhao County Order will come out, even if the government comes forward, it can't be done." ”

"Unless the imperial court gives a death order, it is possible to suppress the price of grain."

Otherwise, those rich businessmen would not sell the face of the government at all.

"How much food do we have left?" Old Man Song asked.

"Not much!" Da Lang shook his head.

"It's only enough to support two days, but Erlang can't come back for ten days."

"In this way, we can only collect grain at a high price, which will be expensive."

In particular, it is not known what will happen in the future, and whether the price of food in the north will also rise, which is not something they can predict.

"Close!"

Song Qingyuan pushed open the door, and the crisp voice attracted everyone's attention.

"We don't buy it from the grain store, we take it from the people."

"Yulin County is not a disaster this year, and the people must have some surplus grain in their hands, so we will spend a high price to buy the surplus grain from them and respond to emergencies."

Hearing this, Old Man Song, Da Lang, and San Lang were silent at the same time.

They are not optimistic about this strategy, the life of the common people is hard, there is little surplus in their hands, and the real grain is still stored in the hands of large households.

"Okay! We tune in and see how much we can receive, it's cheaper than buying from a grain store! ”

"Then what do you think we can charge at the right price?" Dalang asked.

"Qiwen!" Song Qingyuan quoted the price.

"In previous years, grain merchants collected more than three or four cents."

"Let's give a high price of Qiwen now, and those who have surplus grain in hand are willing to sell it, at least it is more cost-effective to sell it to us than to sell it to a grain store."

"It's really impossible to find rich people and big landlords, the real big heads are concentrated in their hands, if they are willing, they can solve their temporary needs."

"Okay! I'll talk to the landlords again and see if anyone is willing to take the lead in lowering the price of grain. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door of the study, and Tian Dakui came in and replied, "Old man, the county commander sent an official to report, please go to the yamen to discuss matters." ”

…………

Until the evening, the old man Song returned to the Song house and brought everyone good news that the county commander was going to open a warehouse to close the price.

"What, how is this possible?" Song Qingyuan looked surprised.

Zhao Xianling is not a good person at all in her eyes, and now he will open a warehouse to close the price for the people, which is simply a matter of red rain in the sky.

It was not only Song Qingyuan who was shocked, but also Da Lang, San Lang, Qian Wanru and others, and everyone couldn't believe it.

"Master! There's no conspiracy in this, right? Song Qingmo guessed.

That Zhao Xianling looked at it, and he really didn't look like a person who could speak for the people.

Old Man Song pulled over the chair and sighed.

When he first heard this, he also felt unbelievable, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't understand why Zhao Xianling suddenly wanted to open a position to settle prices.

"Anyway, it's good news for the people." Old Man Song said in a deep voice.

"Zhao County's order has already handed over the prefect a fold, as long as the boss agrees, our Yulin County can open a warehouse and sell grain."

"Sell grain at a low price in the name of the government, and when the year is good next year, I will use the money in my hand to recycle the grain."

"In this way, not only did it help the people, but the yamen did not lose anything."

"Master! How does the prefectural magistrate plan to price the grain? Song Qingyuan asked.

"The normal price is based on the price of food before the price increase." Old Man Song replied.

"At the beginning, I also thought that the county magistrate would sell grain more than two yuan, but I didn't expect him to really sell grain at a flat price!"

"Sure enough, people can't be disguised!"

"Could it be that Zhao County Ling has figured it out and wants to make some political achievements from this disaster?" Old Man Song was puzzled and muttered softly.

"I don't think so!" Song Qingyuan shook his head.

The dog can't change the, Zhao County ordered to suddenly open a position to settle the price, if you say that there is no cat greasy here, you don't believe it if you kill her.

"Master! You find someone to keep an eye on it, and report it as soon as you find something wrong, or if the wind blows, and we can discuss countermeasures. Song Qingyuan advised.

"I know that." Old Man Song nodded.

"I have already said hello to my own people over there in the yamen, and countless pairs of eyes are watching, whether our county magistrate is really opening a position to close the price."