"What do you want to do, don't mess around, we're not easy to bully!"

The moment he saw Zhu Gaoxu, Zhao Shanben subconsciously took a step back, his face was full of jealousy, everyone was imprisoned here, it was a good thing he did.

"Before, one by one, they said that there was a drought in Shandong, there was no harvest, and the sweet potatoes that you abandoned casually were just moldy, and if they were put in the hands of the people of Shandong, it would be life-saving food."

Zhu Gaoxu picked up the sweet potato that Zhao Shanben threw on the ground, peeled off the skin, and ate it one bite at a time.

"Get the ledger."

Zhu Gaoxu sat in front of the stage, picked up a piece of pig's trotters and gnawed it on it.

The Jinyi Guard supervisor took out two account books from the warehouse, and Zhu Gaoxu opened the account books and reviewed them carefully.

"The Internal Affairs Office supplies 100 stone of sweet potatoes every month, a total of 15,000 catties, and there are only 100 of you in total, and each person can get no less than five catties of grain every day.

"Then according to what you mean, every day there are big fish and meat, and you can only serve delicious food and drink?"

Zhu Gaoxu's face was gloomy, and his tone was cold.

Lin Hao didn't say anything, just silently warmed the wine in the cup with a candle flame, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Everyone was chuckling in their hearts, and they kept saying that they were asking for their lives for the victims, but it seemed to be really as Zhu Gaoxu said.

It is the people of Shandong who are affected by the disaster, not the Shandong clan, the clans are all from deep families, not to mention the three-year drought, even if it is another ten years of drought, it is also worry-free about food and clothing, and the wine and meat are gluttonous.

Those disaster victims, don't say that five catties of food a day, even half a tael, can save their lives!

"Today, we will start to reduce the supply of the Shandong clan, from the original 100 stones per month to 10 stones per month, if there is any more waste, it will be one stone per month, and half a tael of grain can also live."

Zhu Gaoxu threw down the pig's trotters in his hand, touched the grease on the corner of his mouth, and snorted coldly.

"I'm waiting here to repair the Honglu Temple, the food is a fixed supply for His Majesty, even if you are a prince, what qualifications do you have to cut it at will?"

Zhao Shanben reprimanded angrily.

If there are only ten stone of sweet potatoes in January, these hundreds of people are all working hard, how to feed their stomachs.

"It seems that Patriarch Zhao thinks that there is a surplus of grain in these ten stones, since this is the case, starting today, the imperial court will no longer provide food, and all the food will be solved by you and the others."

"Don't think that this palace is not clear, you are secretly repairing the book and sending it to Shandong Mansion, to inform the world that Zhuang Tinghao was imprisoned by his father, with the intention of inciting students from Shandong Mansion to come to the parade and show the public."

"It's already kind to you waiting for a way to live, if you are tired of living, just open your mouth, and this palace will send you on the road!"

A touch of cruelty flashed in Zhu Di's eyes, and he took out a stack of letters intercepted by the Tobacco Division from his arms and threw them on the stage.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

Zhao Shanben scolded.

The people imprisoned here are all well-known figures of the Shandong clan, he doesn't believe that this boy who has not grown up really dares to attack them, otherwise it must be the people's back.

"Why don't you dare, except for the imperial court, no one knows that you are here, you should have heard that some time ago, this palace cleared the remnants of the White Lotus Sect in Xichang Mansion, and now the White Lotus Sect members are all in Yingtian Mansion."

"Execute you and others secretly, as long as the palace claims to the outside world that the remnants of the White Lotus Sect hijacked everyone of the Shandong clan in order to protect themselves, and finally fought to the death, do you think the Shandong clan will offend the court because of the dead people!?"

Zhu Gaoxu's words were exquisite, deeply stinging Zhao Shanben.

At this moment, they are like duckweed in the sea, isolated and helpless, if they really die here, the court has 10,000 reasons to dissociate themselves.

Zhao Shanben blushed his neck and wanted to argue something, but he couldn't speak, so he could only stare at Zhu Gaoxu.

"I was too merciful to you before, from today, for a period of three months, this palace will see the completion of Honglu Temple, and if you delay it for one day, this palace will execute one person from among you."

Zhu Gaoxu got up, wiped the oil stains on his hands with a brocade hand, and turned to leave.

"The old man wants to see Your Majesty, the old man is not convinced, what right do you have to act like this!"

Zhao Shanben yelled hysterically at Zhu Gaoxu.

"Thousands of shouldn't, never should, shouldn't provoke the court, in your eyes, maybe Your Majesty needs to consider the grievances of the people of Shandong Mansion and dare not be ruthless, but you have thought about how aggressive Zhuang Lao was in the court before, how aggressive you are, and now that the disaster in Shandong Mansion has been resolved, even if you die here, no one will care."

Lin Hao shook his head with a wry smile and left with Zhu Gaoxu.

Hearing this, Zhao Shan sat on the ground with a dead face, and suddenly realized that everything was done by himself.

When he first entered the Heavenly Mansion, in this Honglu Temple, the people of the court were all good entertainers, and they did not seriously torture Zhuang Lao.

In order to force His Majesty to release Zhuang Lao, in this Honglu Temple, they forced each other to die, to what extent His Majesty was there.

If they are not imprisoned in this Honglu Temple, how much storm will they set off in this Ying Tianfu.

Although he was imprisoned in Honglu Temple, except for the grounding, the imperial court did not interfere in all affairs.

Now that the whole Great Tomorrow is full of disasters, and disasters are everywhere, His Majesty is willing to take out a hundred stones of grain every month to supply the people of the Shandong clan, and there is no limit to the construction period.

It may be more appropriate to say that it is imprisoned and used as house arrest, but they do not know what to do, and secretly revise the book, wanting to incite the students of Shandong Prefecture to mutiny.

If the court is unreasonable, any one thing is enough to connect the nine clans with his own line......

Zhu Gaoxu in their eyes, that is always a ruthless character, when everyone was forced to die to self-immolation in this Honglu Temple, the master's style is still vivid.

If there is no food, it will be completed, and it will have to be completed within three months, how can this be good!?

"Your Highness, you are ruthless enough, you really don't give any food, and you want to die like this with a schedule card?"

Zhao Heng asked tentatively, if the Shandong clan really starved to death in this Honglu Temple, I am afraid it would be difficult to make a difference.

"Just these old stubborns, since there is a way to pass on the letters, it means that in this Ying Tianfu, there is a way to get food, how to make them honest without cruel medicine."

Zhu Gaoxu waved his hand, everything was in the planning.

If these Shandong clans are allowed to make trouble, until their father Emperor Longyan is furious, no one can really save them.

That's what he doesn't want to see, so what's the matter if he is a villain for this?

Out of Honglu Temple, Zhao Heng drove straight to Tongzhou Bookstore.

The original Tongzhou Bookstore has changed from a small courtyard to a large courtyard with four entrances and four exits, and the plaque hanging outside the door has been changed to the four characters of Tongzhou Bookstore.

Workers in overalls are busy coming in and out.

"Since I left there, until the seventh day of the leap month of this year, I went to Tokyo with the angel Sikong."

"Now you will be happy, and you will not have to worry far away. Today's festival is inflammatory, and I hope that Ah Xiao and his flesh and blood will be good, and they will be diligent for tea and dinner, and they will rest, and the two ladies are here. ”

……

Across the street from Tongzhou Bookstore, there is a small stall.

An old woman sat in front of the stall and told the story of the stall owner holding a bamboo pen and writing hard, writing handsomely.

"You can meet old acquaintances here, too."

Zhu Gaoxu looked at Lin Hao's point, and saw that the stall owner was the original Guozi Priest Wine King Mingyang.

At this time, Wang Mingyang no longer had the vigor of the past, and the brocade robe was replaced by a coarse cloth robe, with white temples, showing the old state of Longzhong.

Stuffing the letter paper into the letterhead, Wang Mingyang's weak face squeezed out a smile: "The family letter has been written, and I sincerely benefit two coppers." ”

"Is there any mistake, it also costs two coppers to write a letter to the family, why don't you grab it, the person on the corner only needs five irons, I see that you don't need to queue up to come."

The old woman snatched the letter, dropped the five pieces of iron, and turned away without looking back.

Carefully put five pieces of iron into his pocket, although he could only buy a bowl of gruel, but it was his hope to live.

Not long after Lin Hao and His Second Highness left Ying Tianfu, all the tribute students were aiming to join the Lakeside Business School, and no gong sheng was willing to listen to the Five Classics course of the entire Guozijian.

In addition, the position of the priest of the country was removed by His Majesty, and he completely lost power in the country.

Donggong thought that he was conspiring with Lin Hao to lay out the layout, so he attacked him, first detained him for the crime of corruption and demoted him to the common people, and then the mansion was also copied by Yao Jina's grandson with Jinyiwei.

In order to survive, the former Guozi priest could only write family letters for others in the streets and alleys to earn a meager salary.

However, he always believed that as long as he could prove that he was not the same as Lin Hao, the East Palace would use him again, so he put the stall on the street opposite the Tongzhou Bookstore, and when the East Palace came to the Tongzhou Bookstore, he would be able to see himself.

A canopy-roofed carriage headed towards Tongzhou Bookstore.

"Didn't I tell you before, you can't set up a stall on the main street, if you don't have a good time finding a few brothers, you will be ruthless!"

The Jinyi guard outside the door of Tongzhou Bookstore hurriedly rushed to Wang Mingyang's stall, and there was a burst of smashing, beating Wang Mingyang to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was hunched over like a dead dog, curled up on the ground.

"Stop!"

"No matter what people say, it is also the former Guozi Priest Wine, a four-grade member with strong roots, who beats the former court officials on the street, what kind of system does it become?"

On the carriage, Chu Lu, who was dressed in a fancy costume, walked up slowly, looking at Wang Mingyang with a hint of banter in his eyes.

The two brocade guards looked at each other, they said before that it was this Chu Lu who fought once, and now he is the one who says what kind of system, what do you want?

However, because of Chu Lu's identity, he can only swallow his anger, who makes the family a celebrity in front of the East Palace, the gentleman of the Ivy League Business School.

"Chu Lu, I don't treat you well on weekdays, why do you have to be so hard-working."

Wang Mingyang covered his abdomen in pain, and weakly squeezed out such a sentence.

"Yes, the official should thank you, otherwise there would be today's Chu Lu, but the official just can't get used to seeing you like this, eat it, how about the official let you go?"

Chu Lu laughed, and made Wang Mingyang's mouth open, picked up a piece of pine smoke ink, and stuffed it into Wang Mingyang's mouth.

Wang Mingyang's eyes were red, his cloudy eyes were filled with tears, and he bit off the ink block one by one and swallowed it into his stomach.