Zhu Junyang came back from the experimental field on the outskirts of Beijing, dusted off the dust on his body, took out a moon-white regular dress from the wardrobe and put it on. Mr. Liu asked for instructions outside, and after getting permission, he hurried in.

"Master, the old slave has inquired, Tanggu Town is the hardest hit area of the locust plague, and there is no grass after the locusts, and there are no crop grains......" Manager Liu replied while carefully peeking at the master's expression.

Zhu Junyang's movement of getting dressed stopped, his face became grim, and his brows were tightly wrinkled. Manager Liu suddenly felt that the clouds overhead were overwhelming, and a suffocating dullness hit him. He bent lower and buried his head deeply.

"In other words, the ten acres of corn in Dongshan Village that are about to be harvested will not be harvested?" Zhu Junyang's first thought was not whether the corn seeds could be recovered, but whether the big-eyed little girl would be sad and desperate to cry because of this heavy blow.

In Tanggu Town, Manager Liu followed his master to go back and forth between Dongshan Village and Tanggu Town. The master placed great expectations and hopes on that piece of corn, and almost watched the corn seedlings grow day by day, jointing, heading, and filling...... Miss Yu said that in the past few days, the tender corn has come down and cooked it for the master. Who would have thought that when the master returned to the capital, such a major disaster would occur. Miss Yu's promise will not be fulfilled this year......

"Master, those corns are indeed a pity, but this is the end of the matter, don't be sad! Aren't there still some seeds in the storeroom? Just plant it again next year! Seeing that the prince of the county was silent for a long time, Manager Liu couldn't help but comfort him.

Zhu Junyang slowly put on his clothes, and Manager Liu hurriedly stepped forward, helped the master tie his belt, and sorted out the clothes for him. Zhu Junyang was silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Dongshan Village is the hardest-hit area, what is the current food price?" ”

Manager Liu was glad that when he inquired, he asked this question and said busily: "It is said that at the beginning, except for the Zhou family's grain shop, which rose less than five times, the others increased by ten times and tenfold. At present, the coarse grain, which was originally five wen a catty, has risen to one hundred, and the quantity purchased is still limited. White rice and white noodles are even more outrageous, and one tael of silver can only buy two catties...... The grain reserves of many grain stores can no longer keep up, and it is estimated that the two will double and double in the near future......"

Zhu Junyang whispered to himself: "In order to grow corn and watermelons in the Yu family's fields, not a single mu of grain was planted in the spring, and they all relied on buying grain to eat!" How can the girl who drills the eyes of money be willing to spend a lot of money to buy food? With so many people in the family, food is already stretched, right? ”

Thinking of the thin figure with thin arms and legs, Zhu Junyang's brows furrowed even tighter. The next time I go to Dongshan Village, will I see a skinny little hungry person?

"Manager Liu, transport two truckloads of grain from Zhuangzi and send them to the Yu family in Dongshan Village first. Just say that the master will pass in a few days, don't feel guilty and worry about the corn, no one can stop the natural disaster. Tell the Tanggu County Order, let him have the idea of maintaining order in Tanggu and the surrounding villages, and there must be no chaos. The imperial court will introduce a disaster relief policy as soon as possible, and if it is about food, hold on for a period of time, and the food for disaster relief will soon be available. Also, let Fang Xun immediately start the fleet and go to the south to purchase grain. Silver money, first use the master's private money on top! "Famine is often accompanied by riots, and the Yu family is recognized as a wealthy family in Dongshan Village, if there is chaos, I am afraid that they will be the first to suffer!

Manager Liu glanced at the master hesitantly, the court didn't speak, and the master ordered the fleet to go to the south to collect grain, will it cause the suspicion above, saying that he has the intention of buying people's hearts?

Zhu Junyang glanced at Manager Liu, knew what he was worried about, waved his hand at him, and said, "You go first, I'll go to the palace!" ”

In the imperial study, Emperor Jianwen convened all the ministers to discuss disaster relief. After several years of recuperation, although there are continuous small disasters every year, Jiangnan, as the granary of the Ming Dynasty, has always been smooth and rainy, and the treasury is quite full. This locust plague mostly occurred in the coastal area, the scope was relatively wide, the disaster was serious, and it was on the eve of the spring harvest, which made it impossible to prevent the catastrophe!

"Your Majesty, King Yangjun asks to see you!" The chief steward quietly walked up to Emperor Jianwen and whispered in his ear.

Zhu Junfan waved his hand: "Let him in!" ”

"The minister asks for orders to go to Tang Ancient Town for disaster relief, and I hope the emperor will grant permission!" Zhu Junyang's face was grim, and his cold eyes revealed a deep sense of worry.

Zhu Junfan said regretfully: "Junyang! The corn in Dongshan Village will be harvested in more than half a month, right? It's better for you to go and see how much corn the Yu family has harvested. Convey my will, and say that even if the corn grains are not harvested, the Yu family is also a hero of the Ming Dynasty. ”

"I implore you to activate the fleet and support the disaster relief matter!" The worry in Zhu Junyang's eyes dissipated a little and continued.

For the sake of the people of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Junfan did not agree, with a wave of his pen, a holy decree was thrown to him: "Yes, the treasury approves millions of disaster relief funds, and appoints the king of Yangjun as the minister of disaster relief, and is fully responsible for disaster relief matters." Seeing this holy decree as if I came in person, no one should delay the relief for any reason, otherwise, it will be decided!! ”

"Minister, Commander!" Zhu Junyang held the bright yellow holy decree and walked out of the imperial study majestically.

The ministers watched with mixed feelings as the tall back of King Yangjun was fading away. If you are a little more graceful, you sighed in your heart: The future is terrifying. Those who are jealous secretly hate the emperor's favor for King Yangjun, hoping that he will mess up the disaster relief.

There was an undercurrent in the court, and the seventeen-year-old King of Yangjun became a celebrity around the emperor. It has only been less than half a year since he returned from overseas, and he has been entrusted with an important task. It seems that the focus is on cultivating him! Some people began to consciously have a relationship with the king of Yangjun.

King Yangjun is indifferent and ignores everyone? It doesn't matter, doesn't he have a Jing Wang father? It's always right to be good friends with King Jing's Mansion! King Yangjun is about to go out of Beijing for disaster relief, and he can't touch his shadow? A trivial matter, hasn't Princess Jing already returned to Beijing? Madame: Diplomacy is still quite useful!

At this time, the king of Yangjun didn't know and didn't want to know these things, he transferred a batch of grain from his Zhuangzi, personally led a team of guards to escort it, and headed in the direction of Tang Ancient Town.

After receiving the holy decree, under the command and leadership of Fang Xun, the fleet set off for Jiangnan on the same day to purchase grain for disaster relief. Fang Xun followed the king of Yangjun to the West for a walk, not only opened his eyes, but also added an official to the knighthood when he came back, from a fifth-grade cavalry guard to a fourth-rank commander, and was promoted to two levels at once. Although he also encountered a lot of risks at sea, but in the midst of wealth and danger, Fang Xun tasted the sweetness of following the Yangjun Wang.

As soon as he heard that the king of Yangjun was fully responsible for disaster relief matters this time, and he was entrusted with the purchase of disaster relief food, which was also highly recommended by the king of Yangjun, he was moved in his heart, and naturally cheered up his spirit and prepared to make some achievements to live up to the trust of the king of Yangjun in his recommendation!

King Yangjun escorted two carts of grain, and on the way to Tanggu Town, he encountered many fleeing victims. Fortunately, the grain cart was disguised as a vehicle transporting coal, and it was protected by sturdy guards, so there were no extraneous branches.

For fear of delaying time, King Yangjun ordered to bypass Fucheng and come directly to Tanggu Town. Three days later, the grain truck also did not enter the town, and turned to the official road to Dongshan Village.

When the group arrived at Dongshan Village, they were just in time for dinner, and from a distance, Dongshan Village was full of smoke. Seeing that the situation in Dongshan Village was compared to other villages along the way, Wang of Yangjun was able to uncover the pot, thinking that the villagers had saved some silver by selling seafood, and how could they find some food by facing the sea. Yang Junyang's heart that he carried all the way gradually let go.

Because of the locust plague, Rongxuan Academy has been on vacation, and Xiaoshi, who has nothing to do at home, took Liu Fangping, a small friend, to either go up the mountain to catch locusts, or go to the sea to pick up seafood, and also take time to review the tasks assigned by Mr. Xi, and live a busy and fulfilling life.

"Brother Stone! There's a team of officers and soldiers over there, it seems to be heading to our house!! Liu Fangping caught a locust, put it in a cloth bag, and when he looked up and saw a team dressed as guards, he shouted loudly.

Xiao Shi straightened up, squinted his eyes at the convoy, and said with a little worry: "It seems that the one walking in front is Xiao Junwang, I don't know if we will be guilty because we harvested corn in advance!" ”

"But if we don't harvest it in advance, we'll all be eaten by locusts!" We grabbed so much corn, we should be rewarded! Thinking of the picture of the two days of day and night harvesting, Liu Fangping was also busy. I can't help with a lot of help, and some of the little things of running errands are still useful.

Xiao Shi was in no mood to catch locusts, so he carried the bag and said to Xiao Fangping: "Go!" Go home and have a look!! ”

The convoy led by Zhu Junyang had already arrived in front of Yu's house under the curious and timid eyes of the villagers of Dongshan Village. In the shack outside the Yu family, the business of buying seafood continued, and there was a long queue in front of the shed, and Yu Hang and Yu Jiang's uncle and nephew were busy weighing and settling.

Seeing that the convoy stopped in front of his house, Yu Hang secretly raised his eyes, hurriedly stopped the work in hand, and stepped forward with his uncle to salute.

Zhu Junyang rolled over from the horse, threw the reins to the little guy waiting next to him, and said to the two of them: "No courtesy." He unceremoniously raised his feet and walked towards the courtyard.

Most of the people who sell seafood are people from Dongshan Village. When the locust plague came, every family suffered more or less losses, but fortunately, work on the dock was suspended for two days, and soon it returned to normal, and part of the prime-aged labor force went to the dock to find work. More villagers led the family to dig up sea intestines and pick up oysters, and there was some income every day. The price of grain has risen again, and the savings in their hands are getting smaller and smaller, and the villagers have to plan for the future.

There were also many people from other villages who came to the Yu family to buy seafood, and when they saw the formation of King Yangjun, they asked in a low voice, "Who is this?" Looks more imposing than the son of a rich family in town......"