After the family ate some food, Song Yao asked the girl to bring the warm wine.

"This is specially sent by my brother when he came over yesterday, the Yun family's latest distilled liquor, which cannot be bought on the market, my father and brother try it." Song Yao poured wine for the two of them and said with a smile: "But this wine tastes very strong, and the stamina is not small, so it is better to drink less." If it is made into medicinal wine, the effect will be better. ”

It is brewed from pure grain, and it is distilled and purified, so the taste and strength of the wine are no problem.

"The new wine of the Yun family? Then I'm going to have to give it a try. Song Zhiyuan said with great interest.

"The Yun family has always been mainly engaged in restaurant trading, and it is common to make wine, but now the name of this distilled liquor is unique, and it smells very thick, which is rare." Song Ge Lao picked up the wine glass and sniffed it, and after taking a sip, his expression lit up.

"This recipe for distilling liquor is still my mother's." Song Yuanbao ate with a bulging mouth, like a little squirrel, and said vaguely: "When my mother and Uncle Yun are married, give it to the Yun family's business, otherwise the Yun family's wine-making masters can't think of such a good way to break their heads." ”

Song Yuanbao has a proud face, and there is a capable mother, which is really face-saving.

Song Yinbao nodded on the side and agreed: "My mother will cooperate with the Yun family to distill liquor for the sake of Uncle Yun's face, but it is for the Yun family to take the lion's share. ”

The old father and son of Song Ge looked at Song Yao together, and Song Yao was very unhappy, so they went to the Yun family to uphold justice for Song Yao.

Song Yao laughed and said everything she meant, as well as the matter of distilling liquor, and didn't want to be embarrassed in the clouds.

"The Yun family is too unkind, and it's not that the little sister is on the pole to recognize her relatives, aren't they taking the opportunity to rip off the bamboo!" Song Zhiyuan poured a glass of wine into it angrily, choked and coughed several times, and Jun's face turned red.

As a businessman, Song Zhiyuan understands the benefits of this distilled spirit.

Don't say that such a delicious wine is not limited to the extraction of a certain kind of wine, it is simply a universal production method, and it is not easy for others to imitate it!

"Uncle is so ashamed, such an adult, he can't drink, if you are crazy about drinking, don't beat us for a while, my mother said that drunk people are the most real." Song Yuanbao hid back with his rice bowl in his arms, and looked at Song Zhiyuan with disgust.

Although Song Yinbao also looked disgusted, he still sensibly served Song Zhiyuan a bowl of soup.

"It's still Yinbao sensible, and my uncle likes you the most." Song Zhiyuan was moved.

"I just hope that when my uncle is drunk, he can still remember this bowl of soup and not beat us." Song Yinbao teased solemnly, under Song Zhiyuan's gaze, the old god sat back, and did not forget to give Song Yuanbao vegetables, "Uncle's saliva didn't spray here, let's eat quickly, so as not to spoil it for a while." ”

Song Zhiyuan grinded his teeth with hatred, and his face burned even more.

"Yuyao, that's how you educate your son?" Song Zhiyuan was afraid of finding more embarrassment on the two little ghosts, so as a brother, he wanted to regain a sense of balance with Song Yao.

"Yuyao's education is good, children just have to tell the truth, they are very good." Song Ge Lao answered first, glanced at Song Zhiyuan with disgust, and pushed a dish in his hand in front of Song Zhiyuan, "This dish was soiled by you, don't waste it." ”

Song Zhiyuan looked at Song Ge Lao aggrievedly, and almost knelt down to beg for comfort.

"Father, don't tease my brother, otherwise he will really cry, and we won't be able to coax him." Song Yao covered her lips, afraid that her smile would be too prey, so she covered it up by serving soup to the child.

"I know that Yu Yao is the best, not like a little thing with no conscience." Song Zhiyuan glared at the two nephews, picked up the soup bowl and drank it all in one go.

Seeing this, Song Yao refilled a bowl of soup for Song Zhiyuan.

"Today's family banquet, in fact, Yu Yao has something to say." After eating five minutes full, Song Yao straightened his face, looked at Song Ge Lao and said, "Father, in a few months, my daughter may have to leave the capital with Helian Sheng for a while, and I will ask you and my brother to take care of the two more children at that time." ”

"You're leaving?" Song Ge Lao and Song Zhiyuan asked in unison.

"Won't my mother take us with you?" The Song Yuanbao brothers looked sad, like puppies about to be abandoned.

Looking at the four men with a huge difference in grade speechlessly, Song Yao suddenly felt that it was a little early to talk to them about this topic.

However, Song Yao still thinks that it is better to inform in advance of the things that have been decided, and multiple people can arrange the future things together.

Of course, Song Yao also intends to exercise her two children.

"Since the beginning of summer this year, there have been less than four rains, and with the exception of the heavy rain in May, almost none of the land has been moistened by more than half an inch."

Song Yao put down the dishes and chopsticks and said:

"I have asked the treasurers in various places, and they have written to indicate that there have been disasters in different situations in various places, and so far it has not reached the point of no harvest, but the grain production will inevitably be reduced."

"The stewards of Zhuangzi in various places have also received letters, and the water level has begun to drop in many places where there are wells, and it is expected that this year's grain production will be reduced by at least two to three percent."

Song Yao's words made Song Ge Lao's brows furrow, and Song Zhiyuan also restrained his smile.

Whether you are an official or a businessman, you understand the importance of food.

If the disaster is severe, the price hike will at least cause people to be displaced and starving.

In the worst case, there will be civil strife in the country, and there will even be other countries taking the opportunity to invade, and then ......

Especially Song Ge Lao has experienced the disasters of the disaster year, and he understands what Song Yao's words mean.

Song Yinbao had only heard it in books, so he frowned and asked, "Didn't my mother ask people to dig deep wells in various places before returning to Beijing?" Still not enough? ”

"That's right! My mother and my uncle spent so much money to dig so many wells, and they also dug a lot of cisterns in the north to store snow in the winter and use it to water the fields in the summer! Song Yuanbao was also impressed, so when he spoke, his eyes lit up.

"When natural disasters come, that's not enough." Song Yao shook her head and smiled bitterly, "We were planning for a rainy day, so we didn't take any measures from all over the country. In addition, the time I gave people to do this was still short, and there were not so many people who could do this kind of work. ”

After a pause, Song Yao said again: "It wasn't until they found out that there was a possibility of drought, and when the people below went to check, they found that many people were perfunctory when they dug the canal in order to earn wages, and the water that was finally saved was also lost a lot." Some villages even think that this is useless, and although they are paid to dig the reservoir, they do not store the snow, and there is still a backup water source in the dry season. ”

"These people are too ignorant, can someone pay them to do their work, and still do useless work?" Song Zhiyuan slapped the table angrily, angrily wanting to scold.

"The most ignorant people are not these people, but the officials everywhere. A great deal of the money that I had set aside to dig deep wells was taken away by them under clever pretenses, or by coercion. Therefore, diving wells are dug in many places, and when it comes to a dry year, I am afraid that there will be no water. ”

When it came to this, Song Yao was also angry.

"It's also my fault that I didn't send someone to supervise this matter, thinking that if I came out of the silver, it could drive the income of the local people, and also let them benefit in the long run, so this kind of thing should not happen. But it's too late to say this, I just hope that the industry under my name will not be affected by this. ”

At that time, Song Yao was busy with other businesses, and she only did these things to prevent droughts or floods, so she didn't pay much attention to them.

In addition to their own industries, they strictly ordered the local stewards to take it seriously, and most of the others sent silver taels to the yamen, or handed them over to various villages, so that they could arrange their own arrangements.

For a long time, Song Yao felt that the ancients were simple, and it wasn't until she received the news a few days ago that she didn't know how stupid her ideas were.

"Mother, are there going to be a lot of hungry people?" Song Yuanbao had lost his appetite, put down his rice bowl and asked, "It's so uncomfortable to be hungry, Yuanbao doesn't like it at all." ”

From childhood to adulthood, Song Yuanbao's deepest impression was that he couldn't eat enough, and he couldn't forget this feeling in his life.

This is also the reason why Song Yuanbao is greedy.

"In the event of a disaster, the court will not ignore it." Song Yao said soothingly.

"The court won't care about it, and it can't manage it." Song Yuanbao snorted and said: "If the imperial court can not let everyone go hungry, my mother would not have to take the ingots to eat the last meal without the next meal." ”

Song Yuanbao's voice was very low, but it still let the others hear it clearly.

Song Ge Lao looked at the mother and son with an apologetic face, but he didn't have the courage to apologize.

"Yuanbao is good, those are in the past. We won't go hungry again, my mother promises. Patting Song Yuanbao on the shoulder, Song Yao smiled lightly and comforted.

"Mother, are you going to go out with Uncle Meiren'er to run errands, do you want to help those who are hungry?" Song Yuanbao raised his head and asked with a worried expression.

"Yes and not quite." Song Yao said softly: "This world is the world of imperial power, even if my mother wants to help, she can't do everything according to her heart." ”

"Why? Helping others is a good deed, what should mothers be afraid of? Song Yuanbao asked puzzled.

"Because my mother is going to marry Uncle Nine Emperors, if she gives great relief to the people, the people will inevitably be grateful to the Rui Wangfu. Uncle Nine Emperors is the god of war, and he is very popular with the military, if he wins the hearts of the people again, some people will not be able to sleep. Song Yinbao said with a cold expression.

Song Yao nodded appreciatively, Song Yinbao knew the court situation very well, and it was really reassuring to have him with Song Yuanbao.

Song Ge Lao looked at Song Yinbao with complicated eyes, and did not speak.

"Boy, that's good." Patting Song Yinbao on the shoulder, Song Zhiyuan agreed: "You are right, once your mother marries the Nine Emperor Uncles, her actions will represent the Rui Palace." Even if they don't have any ideas, some small-minded people are afraid that it will be difficult to sleep every day. ”

Song Zhiyuan smiled a little gloating, not knowing whether he was waiting to see the emperor's good show, or happy for Helian Sheng's embarrassment.

Glancing at Song Zhiyuan, Song Yao continued: "Father, even if there are some things that can't be done, when it really comes to the people's livelihood, my daughter can only take risks, and she can't watch thousands of people starve to death. ”

"As a father, many things can't help you. However, the energy to take care of his grandson is still there for the father. ”

Song Ge Lao half lowered his eyes, looking at the wine cup but lost interest.

"In the industry of the old mansion, there are thousands of acres of fertile land, but there is a little grain in stock. Now that you are managing the feed, you can calculate the amount of the old mansion for a year, and you can arrange the rest. And the output of the Zhuangzi that you have given to your father will also be under your management until the disaster is resolved. ”

"Thank you, father." Song Yao smiled and nodded, and did not refuse Song Ge Lao's kindness.