"Does Your Highness really want Lord Ru to stop meddling in disaster relief?" Wei Guan hurriedly took two steps forward and caught up with Zhu Su, who was walking in front. "Lord Ru is a great contributor to settling the hearts of the people in the midst of the disaster victims. Does this ......"

"Does Lord Wei think that this king wants to ignore his merits?" Zhu Su glanced at Wei Guan strangely. "I want merit and it's useless."

"His merits are judged by his own officials. This king just wants to take care of the disaster. ”

"Ru Taisu treats me like this, so I have no choice but to take this step."

Wei Guan sneered for a while, stopped talking, and finally sighed. To say that this Fifth Highness is purely out of public intentions, he absolutely does not believe it.

Ru Taisu had offended this Fifth Highness before, and later looted the wealth of the Shen family under his command in order to gather supplies...... If there is no anger in your heart, why do you need to use this kind of angry method of suppressing people in front of you?

That's it. Wei Guan shook his head. It's a big deal, I usually follow this highness and watch, if this highness wants to do something shocking, I just want to stop it.

Left and right, this highness still respects him very much. I can listen to it when I think about it......

"The king has smelled the aroma of porridge from afar...... Where is the porridge shed? Zhu Su sniffled through the mask, catching the direction of the aroma of porridge and rice in the air. But ahead. The Fifth Highness came with the old minister. Wei Guan, who had returned to God, led the way.

The group walked through many chaotic ruins and bamboo sheds, and there were many refugees on the road, and they went in the same direction as Zhu Su and others. Seeing that Zhu Su and his entourage were well-dressed and numerous, the refugees did not dare to approach, but just looked forward from a distance. But there was not much caution in his eyes.

"Ru Taisu is indeed meritorious to sit here." Zhu Su said secretly in his heart. In this case, it is most difficult to maintain stability. If the people are in turmoil and see the officials' families, the people should be hostile.

The soup kitchen was set up in the middle of the west of the city. There was an open space here, where many yellow-skinned refugees lined up in rows, and carts with porridge buckets were pushed into the middle, and several errand soldiers stood by the buckets, distributing porridge and rice to the refugees spoonful by spoonful.

Wei Guan waved his hand, so that the officers who wanted to meet him did not have to step forward. Zhu Su looked at the refugees and nodded, "It's orderly, only a few servants in this area give porridge, and the people don't even push." ”

"The people are simple, how can they not know good people." But it was Luo Guanzhong, who was beside Zhu Su, who sighed. "But being able to have a mouthful of porridge and rice is far better than in previous years."

Zhu Su was silent.

Approaching the porridge cart and signaling the messenger to continue the porridge, Zhu Su looked into the porridge bucket and saw that the porridge in the porridge bucket was not very thick.

took a spoon and stirred, and couldn't help but be a little unhappy: "This porridge is too thin, can such porridge be full?" ”

"Your Highness is angry. This kind of porridge has done its best in Suzhou. Wei Guan smiled wryly.

"Now that it's winter, the grain is not produced, and if you don't save money, how can you survive until next year?"

"Although this porridge is not thick, it can also satisfy the stomach. Two meals a day is enough to survive this winter. ”

"Amitabha, what Governor Wei said is good." Zhu Su's inquiring eyes turned to Yao Guangxiao and Luo Guanzhong behind him, Yao Guangxiao glanced at the porridge, and then interceded for Wei Guan.

"Poor monks have seen disaster relief in other places, and it is indeed not easy to have this porridge in a disaster year."

"Yes...... Where does the strength come from? Zhu Su frowned. No wonder the victims as far as the eye can see are all depressed and weak.

It turns out that the roots are here.

"There's no way, that's all there is to it. Only by saving food and frugality can we survive until next year's spring ploughing. "Wei Guan Dao." The Ming Dynasty has not been established for a long time, and there is not much grain and grass in the warehouse, and a large part of it is borrowed by Ru Yushi himself to the merchants in the city with affection and reason......"

Zhu Su twitched the corners of his mouth, these officials' Spring and Autumn brushwork is really the basic skill, where is Ru Taisu, what is it, and what is the reason...... I had heard a complaint from the Shen family that it was Ru Taisu who closed the storefronts of the merchants in the city with the messenger to prevent the Kou, and forced them to take out grain and grass before they were allowed to open the store.

But this doesn't hurt, if he Zhu Su does it, maybe he will do it even better. Therefore, Zhu Su did not delve further, but asked: "Could it be that those rich people still dare to risk the world's condemnation and hoard in this disaster year?" ”

“…… Merchants are heavy on profits, and when they see this opportunity, they are naturally reluctant to sell grain and grass easily. Wei Guan replied, an old face is called a ravine. But rest assured, Your Highness, I am already producing grain in Suzhou, and the food in the city is actually enough. ”

"Even the food that was supplied to these victims has been calculated by us. Although the porridge eaten is thinner, it is enough to support next year's spring ploughing. ”

"Hmm......" Zhu Su looked at the victims who were weak and knocked on the folding fan in his hand. If the victims don't have enough to eat, they don't have the strength, and if they don't have the strength, they can't do anything, so they can only hide in their shacks and shiver and suffer.

This is very different from the disaster relief strategy he had in mind.

"Lord Wei, you mean that there was enough food in the city."

"It's just that they are hoarded by big households and don't want to flow out, so these victims can only eat gruel tightly, right?"

“…… There is nothing wrong with that. Wei Guan was stunned, thought about it and nodded, but he was a little suspicious in his heart, what is this little highness asking for?

"If the rich families are willing to donate grain, and the grain and grass in the city are open for the people of this city to eat, is it enough?" Zhu Su asked again.

"I want to come...... It's enough......" Wei Guan looked hesitant. "I have a lot of grain in Suzhou, if it weren't for the excessive taxes and grain, the grain in the 'reserve warehouse' (equivalent to the 'regular liquidation' of other dynasties, Hongwu ordered all over the country to prepare for the famine in the third year) would have been enough......"

"...... like this"

Zhu Su looked at the team of refugees in front of him who were queuing up to receive porridge. At the top of the line happen to be a pair of skeletal mother and son. The child's eyes lit up and he drank the gruel that had been given to him in one gulp, but his mouth was still hungry.

The mother next to her had a sad face, handed her bowl of porridge to the child, and squeezed out a smile for him to eat quickly......

Zhu Su frowned.

"Now that it is the lunar month, eating such a thin porridge alone will cause the temperature to drop sharply or the disease to spread. How can such a body that has not eaten enough to withstand the cold winter and the invasion of disease? ”

"In the past, Master Song once gave me the 'Annotations to the Analects', telling me not to forget the five characters of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith. Now that the king has seen the lives of these people, how can he bear to see the death of other days? ”

"Governor Wei, this king ordered you to send people to fetch grain and grass and cook it on the spot."

"From today onwards, the porridge boiled for disaster relief must be made with chopsticks without falling down!"

"We can't just talk about it, so that these people can have enough to eat!"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Guan was shocked, the official who was giving porridge was shocked, and even the victims who were originally like walking corpses and were queuing up to receive porridge were also shocked.

Wei Guan never imagined that Zhu Su would suddenly make such a move, he thought that this prince should know the severity, but he never thought that he would say such an inappropriate thing in front of many victims here.

"Your Highness...... Your Highness can't! Please also ask Your Highness to take back your fate! Wei Guan said urgently.

(End of chapter)