"The prince's methods are clever, and the ministers admire them."

Liu Song stood up, dusted the cuffs of his official uniform with both hands, and solemnly gave Zhu Han a deep look.

He is not the kind of person who slaps horses, and the reason why he is so is indeed because he admires Zhu Han's methods.

If Zhu Han just took advantage of the high grain price to lure those businessmen to Datong, Liu Song would of course think that Zhu Han's methods were clever.

However, that's all, it is impossible to salute Zhu Han so solemnly.

As a traditional reader, Liu Song is still a literati in his bones.

No matter what he does, he still puts righteousness first, and he looks down on Zhu Han's practice of opening his mouth and closing his mouth.

However, what Zhu Han did was not just about profit.

While luring them with profit, I have not forgotten how to let ordinary people live better.

This kind of all-encompassing means has been completely detached, Liu Song's previous cognition.

For what Zhu Han did, Liu Song also admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Lord Liu." Zhu Han smiled and said, "Now that you have understood the hard work of this king, then in the next period of time, the matter of Yanjing's side will be handed over to Lord Liu."

Liu Song was stunned when he heard this: "Lord Wang, what are you ......?"

Zhu Han stood up and said with a sassy smile: "This king is the prince of the Ming Dynasty."

"Now, the people of Datong are in dire straits, and this king will naturally not sit idly by."

"Therefore, this king is ready to go to Datong and share weal and woe with the people of Datong."

"This Yanjing City, this king will be handed over to you, Lord Liu."

"Although there are many things to do, this king believes in your ability, Lord Liu."

Liu Song looked solemn: "Please rest assured, Weichen will definitely live up to the prince's hopes."

Zhu Han bowed slightly, and patiently explained to Liu Song.

"In the affairs of officialdom, this king has no other requirements, as long as Lord Liu and you act according to the law, there will be no problems."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Disaster relief with all our hearts.

Instead, this Shuguang is to arrive at Yingtianfu, and it will take a few days.

Then Yingtian will mobilize grain and transport it to Datong Mansion, which will take quite a long time.

If it were normal, it wouldn't matter too much.

But now in the whole Datong, I don't know how many mouths are waiting to eat.

Every day it drags on, there is no telling how many people will starve to death.

Wu Zhen didn't really expect the imperial court to provide disaster relief in time.

What he hopes is that His Royal Highness Zhu Han, who has recently presided over the construction of the new capital in Yanjing, can show great mercy and help them get together.

After all, everyone knows that in order to build a new capital, the imperial court's allocation to Yanjing is quite generous.

The main Zhu Hanken, food is definitely not a problem.

It's just that Wu Zhen doesn't know if King Zhu Han will lend a hand.

After all, the money in his hand was used to build the national capital, and if the construction of Yanjing was delayed, it would be his Zhu Han's problem.

But Datong's disaster has nothing to do with Zhu Han.

In just a few dozen days, Wu Zhen's whole person has lost a lot of weight.

If you are not particularly familiar with people, I am afraid you will not recognize this prefect.

"How long can the grain in the official warehouse last now?" Wu Zhen asked in a deep voice.

Wu Zhen's master also looked much older at this time: "Huifuzun, if the number of victims does not continue to increase, it can last for about twelve days."

Knowing that his master is a euphemism.

Now there are more and more people outside the city every day.

And it can be expected that the number of victims will continue to increase in the next six months.

Ordinary people have little knowledge, and after this kind of famine, they will subconsciously run to the surrounding big cities......

As a result, food shortages are increasing in the cities.

If we count the increase in the number of victims.

Wu Zhen secretly calculated.

I'm afraid that the grain in the official warehouse will last for another six days at most.

That's it, it's still the case of giving the people those gruel that is so thin that you can barely see a few grains of rice every day.

"Are all the gentry of Datong here?" Wu Zhen asked in a deep voice.

The master smiled reluctantly: "Fuzun, those gentry are very unlucky, either they have something or are sick."

"These moths." Wu Zhen couldn't help but curse, "Do they really want to provoke a civil uprising, so that they are willing?"

"Do they think that once there are rioters, they will be able to protect themselves?"

When the drought broke out, Wu Zhen invited these local gentry.

As for the purpose of inviting them.

The first is to ask him to donate money and food, so that he can survive the famine.

As for the other reason, of course, they also hope that they can control the price of food during the famine year, so that the people can live a good life.

And those gentry did not disappoint Wu Zhen.

These large landlords in Datong, all of them combined, donated only more than 1,000 taels, and the grain was only 800 stones.

It may sound like a lot, but now outside the city, there are almost more than 5,000 people waiting for food.

This silver and food is a drop in the bucket.

As for controlling food prices......

One by one, these people patted their chests and agreed.

On the surface, the price does not seem to be very high.

But the problem is that all the grain stores in Datong combined, and there is not much grain sold.

The people had to go to the grain store before dawn to line up, but at night they could not buy food at all.

Unlike grain shops, the grain trade on the black market is in full swing.

According to Wu Zhen's understanding, now on the black market, the price of a stone of grain has reached three taels of silver.

Although the root of the tooth itches with hatred, but Wu

Zhen didn't dare to do anything to the black market.

With this black market, ordinary people can still buy some food for their lives.

But if you are really ruthless, you will directly ban the black market.

Those people who were affected by the disaster could not even buy food.

Just when Wu Zhen was anxious, he had the urge to hang himself.

Suddenly, I received a message from Yan Jing.

This is a letter written by King Zhu Han himself.

"Hurry up and bring it to me!" Wu Zhen was ecstatic, grabbed the letter and read it.

At this time, as long as there is news from the British king's side, it must be good news.

Otherwise, King Zhu Han of England just needs to ignore him.

When the time comes, you can excuse him from knowing nothing.

Since I specifically replied to the letter, I must have expressed something. For the current Datong, whether it is grain or silver, as long as there is it, it is better than nothing.

Just opened Zhu Han's letter and saw that it was written in front that the grain was already on the way to Datong, Wu Zhen suddenly smiled from ear to ear.

But soon, Wu Zhen's smile froze on his face.

The master next to him has never seen his own mansion, so happy and angry.

I was also curious about the content of the letter.

It wasn't until Wu Zhen finished reading the letter that the master cautiously asked, "Honorable Mansion, what does His Royal Highness mean?" Why does the house look ......?"

Wu Zhen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he directly handed the letter to his master.

The master was curious for a long time, and quickly took the letter and read it.

At the beginning, his performance was similar to Wu Zhen's, and his face was full of joy: "Great, the grain is already on the way."

"Moreover, the prince actually used the train to take the lead in transporting a batch of grain, and now we can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Although the railway is still under construction, it cannot directly reach Datong.

However, when it comes to officials of Wu Zhen's level, they have already experienced the power of the train personally.

This kind of monster, transporting supplies, is simply terrifying.

Even if less than a quarter of the railway from Yanjing to Datong has been built, it can greatly reduce the burden of transporting grain.

Wu Zhen still had a cold face: "Don't be too happy, keep looking."

The master understands that the highlight of making his own mansion's face so ugly should be the content later.

Patiently, continue to look down.

But after only reading a few words, the master couldn't help but exclaim, "Is the King of England crazy?"

As soon as he said a word, the master realized that something was wrong and hurriedly covered his mouth.

This is the all-pervasive brocade guard under His Royal Highness the King.

Once his own words are known to His Royal Highness......

He is just a master, I'm afraid I don't know how he died.

Even Wu Zhen, the prefect, can't protect him.

Fortunately, there are only two people in this room now, him and Wu Zhen.

What he said in a momentary gaffe just now should not be known to others.

"Mansion Venerable...... This ......" The master held up the letter, a little at a loss for a moment.

Zhu Han actually defined the grain price of Datong Mansion as a minimum of four taels of silver and one stone.

Now the price of grain on the black market in Datong Mansion is only three taels of silver.

King Zhu Han, what is this going to do?

Could it be that he wants to take advantage of the chaos to force the people of Datong to rebel?

The more I thought about it, the more likely it was for the master.

From ancient times to the present, once there is a large-scale natural disaster, it is often when some people want to take the opportunity to do something.

Oh my God, they must have been caught up in some terrible incident.

The two have worked together for many years, and Wu Zhen knew what he was thinking just by looking at his master's expression.

Quickly stopped, "Don't think about it,

What you think is never going to happen."

Some ideas, once they come up, are not easy to suppress.

However, Wu Zhen's master also knows how powerful it is.

No matter what you think in your heart, you will never show anything on the surface.

"Your Royal Highness, what does this mean? At this time, not only do I not think about how to stabilize grain prices, but I use the power of the imperial court to take the initiative to help those female cadres and businessmen raise grain prices."

"As long as this price comes out, you will have to be infamous through the ages."

Wu Zhen felt that the headache was necessary.

Why is it so difficult for him to be the prefect?

Not to mention the drought that is rare in a thousand years during his tenure, there is also a guy like King Zhu Han who has a problem with his head, making wind and rain.

Depressed for a long time, Wu Zhen waved his hand weakly.

"His Royal Highness stated in the letter that he has asked His Majesty to directly define the price of grain, and the holy decree will arrive soon......" After a pause, Wu Zhen said with difficulty: "Make an announcement."

"Fu Zun ......" Master still wants to persuade.

Wu Zhen said in a deep voice, "Go ahead."

After all, he is not a minister like Liu Song, and he does not dare to directly offend the current Royal Highness of the British King.

Sure enough, just as Wu Zhen thought, as soon as the notice defining the price of grain came out, the whole Datong was boiling.

Ordinary people were furious.

"The imperial court doesn't plan to give us little people a way to live."

"Four taels of silver and one stone of grain, this is simply a bandit."

"Hehe, bandit robbery will leave people a way to live, the court wants to completely force us to death."

"Let's go to the mansion, and the mansion must give us an explanation!"

"I don't believe that the court will watch us starve to death."

Compared to the ordinary people who are excited.

The gentry and grain merchants in Datong Mansion were shocked and couldn't believe their ears.

"What? Minimum four taels? Is this crazy for the court?"

"Could it be that the news is wrong, four taels of silver instead of four taels of silver?"

It is no wonder that the gentry and grain merchants did not believe it.

According to past experience, the imperial court must have played with its life to lower the price of grain at this time.

How is it possible that, instead of controlling food prices, they are helping others to raise food prices?

Now the price on the black market is only three taels, and they still sell it secretly.

Now as soon as this announcement comes out, they can sell it directly in their own grain stores, and sell it at a sky-high price.

After much inquiry, when the gentry and the grain merchants determined that this price was real and valid.

And it wasn't long before their eyes were red, even after the decree was given.

This is an opportunity for the imperial court to authorize them to openly rob money!