Outside the noon gate, the kneeling eunuchs and stewards cried and shouted.

Dongchang Fanzi arrested people and dragged them out of the city.

The court officials turned a deaf ear.

"Old lady, am I right?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes burned.

"Your Majesty is far-sighted, and the old minister can't reach it."

Hu Hu knelt down and bowed: "The old minister will mobilize the family, even if he tightens his belly, he must squeeze out some food to set up a porridge shed." ”

Zhu Qiyu looked at Wang Zhi.

"Your Majesty's words are like an initiation, and the ministers will bow down!" Wang Zhi kowtowed.

The officials followed and bowed, shouting long live.

"Hooray? Banzai? I'm afraid you won't live to be this year! ”

"Again!"

"I asked you to set up a porridge shed, but I didn't let you take the opportunity to turn the homeless into a family!"

Zhu Qiyu's tone was gloomy: "What did you do before, I don't care!" Don't bother to track it down! ”

"But from now on, whoever dares to deceive the superiors and subordinates, set up a clever name, and force the displaced people to rebel, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"I didn't just kill you!"

"Even the nine clans that killed you! The Nine Clans of your Shangguan! You are the Nine Clans of Shangguan! Kill them all! ”

"If you belong to Honglu Temple, I will kill Honglu Temple!"

"If it's the Cabinet! I'll kill all the ministers! ”

"If it's a lord, I will kill all the nine clans who are related to you!"

"Whoever can't get along with me, I'll let you wait for the Nine Clans to report to the Hades Palace!"

"Don't stick here, get out of here, do it!"

"Those who have no food go to buy food, and those who have no money go to find a way to raise money! I can't eat enough, and I have to feed the homeless! ”

"The grain merchants and cloth merchants in Beijing who dare to raise the price of grain will all be punished!"

Zhu Qiyu's voice was hoarse and angry.

He sent the eunuch out of the city last night to see, and received a report on the way back from Xiannongtan that there were tens of thousands of displaced people outside the city, and even some of them began to starve to death, and the situation was already extremely grim.

As for how did the exiles come about? He didn't know for the time being, but it must be more than the number of displaced people that Fang Ying said, maybe Fang Ying didn't dare to report so much.

If the Beijing camp is in Beijing, he doesn't care, but now that there are no soldiers in Beijing, what can he do to stop the homeless people from rebelling?

He didn't want to be Jiaqing.

The key boar skin still has a place to run, where is he going? Xuanzhen is fighting, and Liaodong is not peaceful, so he can only run south.

When he ran to Nanjing, Xuanzhen would inevitably be scattered and unable to defend it.

At that time, the Wara soldiers will drive straight in, in case they learn from Yelu Deguang and become the emperor of the Central Plains, will Zhu Qiyu be embarrassed?

And that's not even taking into account the worse political implications!

Emperor Taishang Northern Hunting, the current Emperor Southern Hunting, the two brothers were born a pair, and the old Zhu family had two escaped emperors, what qualifications do they have to be the co-masters of the world?

Will the generals have other ideas? Will Yu Qian have other ideas? Will Warat, Tatar, Kansai Shichiwei, Southwest Tusi, clans, and lords also have ideas?

The world is really chaotic!

Even if there is a small court in Nanjing, it is by no means Zhu Qiyu who sits on the throne.

What if you are unlucky, on the way to escape, you are caught by the rebels, is it embarrassing? What face will Zhu Qiyu live?

"Why don't you go yet?" Zhu Qiyu is going to use his sword to kill people, whoever doesn't let him sit on the throne, he will let whoever the nine clans die!

"Your Majesty, don't be angry!"

Zhang Feng was helpless, and crawled out and said, "Your Majesty, there is no food in Beijing now!" ”

Zhu Qiyu was stunned: "What about the grain?" ”

"The grain has been shipped out of Beijing, some escorted to Xuanfu, some escorted to Shandong, and the granaries of the household department and the inner treasury are already empty!" Zhang Feng hurriedly returned.

That's right, now that it's an eventful season, Xuanzhen and Shandong need food, so it's better to be more anxious on both sides.

"Zhuqing's family will get together, and I will also get together in the palace."

Zhu Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I will make a holy decree first, calm the anger in the hearts of the displaced people, and open the warehouse at night to release grain, put less, just don't die." ”

"Your Majesty, Weichen and the others have not had any money for several months, and the family is hungry, and there is really no food!" Zhang Feng smiled bitterly.

Zhu Qiyu changed his face, and his tone was cold: "I really can't make it up at all?" ”

"Yes, I can make up a little, but it's not enough for soup kitchen." Zhang Feng was frightened by Zhu Qiyu's face.

"Not enough? Yes! ”

"Zhang Feng! Your family will starve to death, but the homeless are not allowed to starve to death! ”

"Do you hear that?"

"Get out, I don't care where you go to raise food, even if you go to grab it, I don't care, I want to see the porridge shed! The homeless must not be disturbed! Gyeonggi is not allowed to be chaotic! ”

Zhu Qiyu burst into tears: "Get out!" ”

He was furious and refused to listen to explanations.

You have businesses all over Beijing, making money every day, saying that there is no food at home, and the ghosts don't believe it!

Let's just say that the prefect of Shuntian Mansion is richer than me!

When I'm a fool, don't you know?

When did these damn people go, and they were still holding those two bad money in their hands! I am not afraid that the outcasts will form a rebel army, attack the city, and kill your whole family, and then you will know that you will regret it!

He returned to the palace in a rage, and these people who had suffered a thousand knives should all be sent to the homeless pile, and let the homeless people cook them and eat them!

"Old lady, what should I do!" Zhang Feng's face was full of anxiety.

"And asked the old man what to do? Raising food, no wonder Your Majesty is angry, Your Majesty is right, once the displaced people form a rebel army, what will happen, don't you know? ”

Hu Hu is also anxious, when is it, and how much money is missing? Isn't it more important to save your life than anything else?

He looked up and found that many officials, like Zhang Feng, were as anxious as ants in a hot pot.

"Old lady, there is no food at home!" Cui Gong smiled bitterly.

"Cui Gong, it's just that you fool Your Majesty, and you still want to coax the old man? How much business does your family have, the old man doesn't know? How can there be no food? ”

Hu Hui scolded him: "In the autumn of critical survival, don't save those few dollars." ”

"Now we courtiers should stand with Your Majesty, and we should not fight among ourselves."

"Hurry up and raise food, settle the displaced people, and send them back to their hometowns, whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with us."

Hu Hu said bitterly: "Listen to the old man, break the wealth and avoid disasters!" ”

"It's not infighting, old lady, there is really no food in the lower officials' house." Zhang Feng's tears flowed out.

Many officials nodded their heads, there was really no food.

"Where's the grain?" Hu Hui was surprised.

"The mother-in-law of the Xiaguan family, seeing that the price of grain rose wildly a few days ago, sold the grain to the official." Zhang Feng hesitated before telling the truth.

Hu Hui was dumbfounded, and he actually sold his own grain to the household department to earn the difference.

"You've all sold it too?" Hu Hu pointed to Cui Gong and other officials.

Cui Gong and the others hung their heads in embarrassment.

At the time of the national crisis, as members of the DPRK and the Central Committee, they not only helped the court to tide over the difficulties, but also took the opportunity to initiate the national crisis.

The emperor knew that he sold the emperor's village and the emperor's shop to raise money, and emptied his internal money to raise money to buy grain and help the victims!

You actually took the opportunity to make a fortune in the country, resold grain, and took the disaster relief money raised by His Majesty's selling the emperor's store, what are you going to do! Are you going to ruin Daming?

Have you read the books of the sages for half your life, and have you read them into the belly of a dog?

Is that how the sages taught you to act?

Hu Hu wanted to scold, but when the scolding words came to his mouth, he turned into a few miserable laughs.

He was crumbling and was held up by Wang Wen.

"Then go out of the city and go to the countryside to harvest, and there must be some surplus grain in the rural farmers' homes, buy it at a high price, and deal with it first."

Hu Hu could only help them find a way: "When the grain is transported into Beijing, we will buy it for them at a low price, and we will suffer some losses." ”

"Don't starve to death, money is nothing but external things, and you will be back next year, so you don't have to take it to heart."

But no one moved, they all lowered their heads, and didn't dare to look at Hu Hu.

Zhang Feng hesitated and said: "When the people in the lower officials saw that the food was rising wildly, they had already sent their families to collect it, and the nearby farms had all collected it, and even Tianjin Wei's had collected it. ”

Look at the faces of all officials.

Hu Hu patted his head and pointed at Cui Gong and other officials: "You also went to collect it?" ”

Cui Gong lowered his head and did not dare to answer.

"You are really good at making money, even the grain of Tianjin Wei has been collected, the old man knows where the homeless people came from!"

Hu Hu looked depressed, squatted on the ground, shook his head, and couldn't speak.

"Xiaguan didn't go to Tianjin Wei, Xiaguan went to Baoding to collect it." Cui Gong whispered.

Wang Wen had a little happiness on his face: "This pavilion went to Shunde Mansion to collect it." ”

"This pavilion will go to Yongqing to harvest." Lin Cong interface.

"The price of grain in Yongqing is high, and this imperial history went to the river to collect it." Wang Hong was also a little proud.

The central ministers of the hall, one by one, are like merchants in the market, and this Ming Dynasty will die in the hands of this group of people sooner or later!

"When is it, you're still shaking your wit! Think about your head! ”

Hu Hu laughed miserably: "You tell the old man, what should I do!" Your Majesty's scolding is a bad pen, and the old man is still not convinced, but now it seems that Your Majesty is right! ”

The crowd closed their voices and smiled wryly.

Although I don't understand what the pen means, I feel like it's scolding.

"Old lady, don't you think of a way, where are we going to get some food?" Wang Wen was flattering.

"Let's go to Shunde Mansion and try it." Hu scolded him.

Wang Wen's face flushed, and he defended: "Old lady, the Xiaguan family is not rich, and the expenses are large, so it is normal for people to think about making a little money, but who would have thought that there are so many outcasts in Gyeonggi......"

"Can it be more?"

"Use your brains, where did the outcasts come from!"

"You forced it out!"

"When you go to buy grain, you must buy grain from big households, is it difficult for a family to collect it?"

"Now is the time when the green and yellow are not harvested, and the surplus grain in the people's homes may not be able to survive until the autumn harvest! Are people willing to sell it at home? Yes? ”

"But you spend a lot of money to buy grain, and those big families are crazy about money, so they not only take out their surplus grain and sell it, but also force the rural farmers to hand over the surplus grain and sell it to you!"

"It's all sold to you, what do they eat?"

"What will those big black men do? Aren't you all clear? Hehe, I must have taken the opportunity to occupy their fields! ”

"That's how these outcasts came here!"

"They were originally the sons of the Gyeonggi family, but they were forced to become displaced by you!"

"If Your Majesty knows, you all touch your necks and see if there are any hard axes!"

"A bunch of pencils!"

Although Hu Hu didn't understand what the pen meant, he felt that it was very appropriate to describe the princes of Gong.

He brushed his sleeves away.

Lin Cong, Zhang Feng and others hurriedly grabbed him: "Old lady, it's useless to complain about us now, the top priority is to raise food and solve the crisis!" ”

"What can the old man do? Can you conjure food? "Hu Hu really thinks that the pig teammates are hopeless.

"Taifu, you were in charge of buying grain before, do you still have grain in Beijing?" Xue Xuan asked urgently.

Hu Hu pointed at him: "Mr. Xue, you also resold grain?" How can you make a fortune? ”

Xue Xuan's old face was flushed, and he didn't know where to put it.

"You are the master of literature, the teacher of the heavens! You are even more of a court slaughterer, don't you know where the money to buy grain came from? ”

Hu Hu was about to cry: "That's what Your Majesty sold the imperial store and raised!" ”

"In order to sell at a good price, the household department quarreled with those merchants for a day, and they were stained with copper stench!"

"I finally raised money, and I bought grain from a grain merchant at a high price and transported it to Shandong, that's life-saving money, Mr. Xue!"

"Your Majesty has boiled his hair white because he doesn't have enough money!"

"They are greedy for petty profits, the old man can understand, but you can't!"

"You are the leader of the world, and you are the role model of the world!"

"Do you speak for yourself, worthy of the sages you read? How will you be a teacher in the future, and how will you make your students believe in the Datong world in the book of sages! ”

Only then did Hu Hu discover that two-thirds of the courtiers in the court had made this national fortune.

The few that didn't be sent, it is estimated that they can't grab it, and they haven't even drunk the soup, but they must have sold the surplus food at home.

"The old man is ashamed of the sage!" Xue Xuan hid his face and cried.

Hu Hui wiped away his tears, knowing that it was useless to scold, the matter had already happened, and he had to find a way to solve it.

He cleaned up his mood and said, "Now I can only go to the lords, the land in Gyeonggi is mostly in their hands, and they will have surplus food at home." ”

Zhang Feng was silent.

"What's wrong again?"

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly: "Taifu Qiyu, Zhang Mao of the British Mansion has transported hundreds of truckloads of grain to the household department, and other lords have also followed suit and sold grain. The household department gave priority to the grain of the lords, then the Jingguan, and finally the grain merchants. ”

Hu Hui's eyes darkened: "Why do you collect all kinds of grain!" ”

I am afraid that the lord's family will have no food to support the tenants, and I am afraid that they will also be driven out and become outcasts!

Moreover, seeing the slight knowledge, is the surplus grain of the people in Beijing also sold to the household department at a high price?

In this way, will the grain transported enough to feed the mouths of the population of Gyeonggi?

Broken! Broken!

Once the grain cannot be supplied with rations, Gyeonggi will be in chaos!

Once it's messed up......

He didn't dare to think about it!

The key emperor doesn't know yet, once the emperor knows, he will definitely use the knife! Before the food is messed up, I'm afraid the emperor will cut off everyone's heads and kick them as balls!

The most terrifying thing is, how many people in the DPRK and China are leading their troops to go out on the expedition?

If they knew that their family members had been killed, wouldn't that force them to rebel!

It's over, it's over!

The Ming Dynasty is about to overturn!

"Old lady, the situation in Shandong is in danger, and Your Majesty also said that the grain from Gyeonggi will be collected and all transported to Shandong, with Shandong as the main ......," Zhang Feng defended.

"Shut up, you! Your Majesty has asked you to rob the people of their food? Crazy you guys! ”

Hu Hu sat on the ground and waved his hand: "Go back, wash your neck, the old man can't do anything." ”

"Taifu, it's better for us to strike first and kill all the homeless." Wang Wen said fiercely.

"Kill? You're going to kill it! ”

Hu Hu scolded him for being stupid: "If the Beijing camp is in Beijing, do you still need to be afraid of tens of thousands of displaced people?" Don't forget, there are only more than 10,000 Liang Heng in Gyeonggi, and I don't know how effective it is, can I count on it? ”

"Old lady, then please send the holy decree to transfer Fan Guang, who lives in Yongguan, back to Beijing." Wang Wen was ruthless.

"Then you're going to stop Warat? Okay, don't say it's not four-six! If you can kill, you need to say it? ”

Hu Hu was so angry that he choked: "The household granary, can you make up a little?" Give the homeless people a little hope first, and stay up for a day. ”

"The household granary can run rats." Zhang Feng smiled bitterly.

"Each family will come out a little bit, and no one will die of hunger after a few hungry meals." Hu Hui really can't help it.

"Old lady, if the family can make it up, why are we still gathered here? Let's just say that my family, there is no rice in the pot tonight! "Wang Wen really wants to strangle that loser girl!

"There is no grain in Gyeonggi, there is a shortage of grain in Shandong, Xuanzhen is at war, the northwest cannot be counted on, and Huguang Miao is in chaos."

"I can only transfer grain from the south of the Yangtze River by Caoyun......"

"But it's too late, the homeless people can't stay up!"

Hu Hu hurriedly turned his hair white, but he still couldn't help it.

The courtiers were all worried, more worried about their families starving at night.

"Old lady, the lower officials know that there is grain in one place, but they ......" Shi Pu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Shi Shangshu, say it quickly, this is life-saving food, the old man will borrow it himself!" Hu Hui was anxious.

"There is food in the temple."

Hiss!

Many officials gasped.

The temple is a hornet's nest, and I don't dare to poke it if I don't see the emperor.

Only punish the house slaves, not the temple, avoid them like a tiger, even the emperor who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is afraid, not to mention the corpse of the vegetarian princes?

"Shi Shangshu, don't you have two people in your family who worship Taoism and believe in Buddhism?" Lin Cong glared angrily!

This kind of hornet's nest, go crazy and poke it!

Those who make this suggestion are either stupid or bad.

"The official's old mother believes in Buddhism, but this is what Mrs. Hu asked, and the official answered." Shi Pu's face was full of innocence.

"Can you talk nonsense? How many people in Beijing believe in Buddhism? Don't you have it in mind? ”

Lin Cong roared in a low voice: "Don't be ignorant, this Shoufu is saving you, if it spreads, your life will not be guaranteed!" ”

Then he looked around angrily: "Today's words, no one is allowed to spread them, Shi Shangshu is also for everyone's good, understand?" ”

"Xiaguan and others understand!" Hundreds of officials replied.

That's right, Lin Cong was really saving Shi Pu, but Shi Pu didn't appreciate it and made Lin Cong angry.

"Alright, stop arguing."

Hu Hu gritted his teeth: "The old man will go in person and borrow some food from the temple and Taoist temple!" ”

"What?" Lin Cong, Wang Wen and the others widened their eyes.

Cui Gong said urgently: "Old lady, in the chaotic times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, Taizu did not dare to blatantly act against the temple. Sect. The rebellion of the religion is worse than the rebellion of the exiles! Please think twice, old lady! ”

"It's just a loan, it's okay to pay some interest, and when the grain is transported to Beijing, we will pay them back, and if we want money and grain, we will lose money."

Hu Hu believes that there is no way to do this.

Don't look at the controversy between Confucianism and Buddhism in the court, but it's just an argument, and the court occasionally has a limited Buddha's order, and it is just a formality.

However, if you move money and food, you can move the root of the temple!

Temples are not easy to deal with.

"I can't borrow it."

Xiang Wenyao was frightened and stood up to dissuade: "In the third year of Jingtai, the lower officials once presented a chapter to advise Your Majesty: Quit travel, prohibit travel and laziness to improve the industry, eliminate the monks and explain the teachings of the elderly, and save redundant expenses to comfort the people. Monks and Taoists, who do not know the righteousness of kings and ministers, the relationship between father and son, have immorality, and those who release do not want to rule the world without removing them, it is difficult to ......"

"This is the original text of the recital on the lower officials, which was read at the Fengtian Hall at that time, you should remember."

"But you know what?"

"That night, Xiaguan's youngest son broke his leg on the way home, and no one in Xiaguan's house came to collect the bucket for a month!"

Xiang Wenyao smiled bitterly: "The family that accepts the gong bucket believes in Buddhism, and refuses to accept the gong bucket of the lower official's house, just because the lower official has this concert!" ”

Hu Hu also knows that the monk is definitely a hornet's nest, and he doesn't dare to poke it until he has to.

"It's just borrowing, and it's okay to borrow at a high price." Hu Hu is out of line.

Xiang Wenyao still shook his head and remained silent.

In fact, he wanted to say that the more displaced people, the more prosperous the temple incense becomes, and the monks will take the opportunity to collect the displaced people as tenants of the temple and recruit more monks into the temple.

It can be said that in terms of the magnates and temples in Beijing, this is a gluttonous feast.

Whoever influences them to eat a lot of fat and make a lot of money is their enemy!

They don't care if the displaced people will rebel or not, anyway, if they rebel, there is an emperor on top, what are they afraid of? Wouldn't a good life be lived by another emperor?

"The old man is out of line." Hu Hu let out a long sigh.

"Old lady, the lower officials think that what Wang Shaobao said is very true, we will advise Your Majesty, ask Liang Xuan, the commander of Jiumen, to lead the army out of the city, and simply do nothing...... Mu Zhuang gritted his teeth and said.

"Shut up!"

"The old lady is worried about the lack of military strength? I'll wait for the family to get together, and we can fight! Mu Zhuang was ruthless.

"You go into the palace to tell Your Majesty, the old man can't help! The old man wishes Mu Shaoqing success! Hu Hu didn't bother to scold him, this thing has a hole in his head.

If the homeless can be killed, what are they talking about?

Don't forget, there is no food in Gyeonggi, and every day the number of displaced people will increase, more and more, and if you kill these displaced people outside the city today, what will happen tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Can you finish it?

Isn't this forcing the Gyeonggi Liangzi family to rebel and make trouble?

Hu Hu was tired: "You wait for yourself to think about it, the old man can't help." ”

"Your Majesty also said that it is okay to rob or take prisoners, as long as you take food to help the displaced people, and you can prevent Gyeonggi from making trouble."

"The old man listens to His Majesty, as long as Gyeonggi is not chaotic, it is up to you to do anything, the old man pretends to be deaf and dumb, and disperses."

"Old lady!" Lin Cong and others tried to keep it.

Hu Hui's pace is firm, these pig teammates really can't take it.

When he returned home, he saw his eldest son Hu Changning teasing birds and insects, and his bad mood was a little gloomy: "Changning, you go in person, take the food at home, and set up a porridge shed outside the city." ”

"Huh?" Hu Changning was carrying a bird cage to tease the birds, and was suddenly stunned.

"Ahh

"Hurry up and do it, we must set up the porridge shed before it gets dark."

"Let the homeless people drink porridge, hurry up and do it!"

Hu Hu wanted to urge him to improve, but his heart was so confused that he didn't say anything.

"Oh."

Hu Changning's expression was stiff, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead: "That, father, why do you want to set up a porridge shack?" Nowadays, the food in Beijing is expensive......"

"Let you set it up, what are you doing?"

Hu Hu roared angrily: "Before dark, the homeless people must be allowed to drink porridge, if they can't drink it, our Hu family's heads will have to move!" ”

"Huh?" Hu Changning exclaimed, his body went limp, and he leaned against the doorpost.

The bird cage in his hand fell to the ground, the cage broke, and the caged bird flew out.

This is Hu Changning's favorite bird.

Hu Hu saw that something was wrong: "What's wrong?" ”

"Father, father......" Hu Changning wanted to lie, but his brain was stupid and he didn't come up with it.

"Tell the truth!"

Hu Changning was taken aback, he was very afraid of his father, so he left him directly.

"A few days ago, the price of grain in Beijing was extremely high, and my son wanted to make a small profit, so he sold all the grain in the family, father, don't worry, my son earned thousands of taels of silver......

Hu Hui's eyes darkened: "Son! O son of a! ”

Hu Changning was quite proud, he went to Gyeonggi to collect a lot of grain, sold it to the household department, and made a lot of money of more than 1,000 taels, so much money he didn't know how to spend.

But seeing that his father was crumbling, he hurried to help.

Syllable!

Hu Hui slapped him in the face: "The old man is wise and wise, how did you give birth to such a stupid son of you!" Why didn't you discuss with the old man when you resold the grain? ”

"That's it! Go and gather Lin Cong, Li Xian, Zhang Feng, Shi Pu and others! ”

"Please! Hurry up! The old man is about to be by you! ”

Hu Hu had tears in the corners of his eyes, he still thought that his family was safe, who would have thought that the stupid eldest son would actually sell all the surplus food in the family!

I laughed at others before, but I was slapped in the face!

……

On the way back to the palace.

Zhu Qiyu looked unhappy: "Pass the decree and read it to the homeless!" ”

"Let's just say that I have been deceived by traitors, and your food has been coveted by these damned eunuchs, and I will hand over the culprit to you at your disposal! I introspect, especially outside the city, set up a porridge shed in one mile, first fill my stomach, and then I build a homeless camp to shelter you from the wind and rain. I watch your situation every day, and I will help you clear up your grievances! ”

"The holy decree of the emperor and the emperor is too colloquial." Feng Xiao frowned.

"With some people, if you drag the language, can they understand it? You have to know that it varies from person to person. ”

Zhu Qiyu smiled bitterly: "Feng Xiao, I will give you all the power to set up a porridge shed outside the city, and I will give you the Sword of the Son of Heaven, and anyone can kill it!" Gyeonggi must not be allowed to cause chaos! ”

"Slave Command!" Feng Xiao knelt down and thanked him.

"Collect some food in the palace, leave the rations, and take the rest out." Zhu Qiyu was really scared.

"Decree the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion, from now on, martial law in Beijing, no holy decree, no opening of the city gate!"

"Write another holy decree, pass it to Juyong Pass at any time, and let Fan Guang return to Beijing to escort him!"

Entering the Qinzheng Palace, Zhu Qiyu took a sip of tea and said to Qin Chang: "You go in person, send a decree to Cao Jixiang, let him speed up, now the courtiers are anxious, and they don't have time to care about him, it is the best time to make money." ”

"Then send an edict to the East Factory, let Shu Liang go and destroy all the factories and shops that make and sell incense, and use these for the first batch of goods, and then recruit incense craftsmen into the incense making bureau."

Zhu Qiyu tapped his fingertips and groaned: "The Incense Making Bureau is located in the old prison warehouse, renamed the Incense Making Bureau, and Zhao Shen Huai led Wu Xiang's right guard to guard the Incense Making Bureau. ”

The use of Shen Huai is to give Song Wei a face.

It will not chill the people below.

"Qin Chang, urge Cao Jixiang, be fast!" Zhu Qiyu is short of money and red eyes.

Let Cao Jixiang out and grab the money.

……

Feng Xiao and Chen Shao led a team and escorted hundreds of people out of the city.

Feng Xiao announced the decree to Liang Xuan above the city gate, and after the announcement, he looked out of the city.

The flowers in Beijing are blooming, but outside Beijing is like a white land.

The inside of the city is like heaven, and the outside of the city is like hell.

As far as the eye can see, except for the snow is the soil, there is not even a root of dry grass, and the ground is thousands of miles away.

The homeless people were everywhere, and although they were not badly dressed, they were not much better, and they were all hungry.

"Your Majesty knows?" Liang Xuan asked cautiously.

"Baoding Hou, was this the case when you entered Beijing?" Feng Xiao asked.

"Not yet."

"At that time, there were displaced people in Gyeonggi, but there were not so many."

"I don't know why, since the flood in Shandong, there have been more and more displaced people outside Beijing."

"Benhou also went to ask in person, and the accents are all local, most of them are from Gyeonggi Liang families, and there are also tenants from large families, who have been kicked out to make a living."

Liang Hao smiled bitterly: "Ben Hou just wrote the chapter, I wanted to start tomorrow morning, but I didn't want you to announce it." ”

"Baoding Hou has a heart."

Feng Xiao was in a good mood: "The emperor was furious outside the noon gate today, and asked the Beijing officials to set up a porridge shed to help the displaced people, I'm afraid it won't take a few days, and it will pass." ”

But Liang Xuan wanted to speak and stopped.

"The Marquis of Baoding has something to say, although our family does not have much real power, but serving in front of the emperor, there is always a little thin face, if you can use our family's place, our family has nothing to do."

Feng Xiao showed favor to Liang Xuan, he knew very well how much the emperor attached importance to Liang Xuan, and he naturally wanted to win him over.

"Gonggong Feng and Ben Hou have a heart-to-heart, and Ben Hou can't brush off his father-in-law's good intentions."

Liang Hao gritted his teeth and said: "Ben Hou will tell the truth, Ben Hou guesses that the homeless people will gather more and more, because there is no food in Beijing!" ”

said to Feng Xiao: "How can there be no food in Beijing? ”

"Indeed, the emperor sold the emperor's store, raised 190,000 taels of silver, and bought some grain in Beijing, which led to a sharp rise in grain prices in Beijing."

"But the transportation has not been interrupted, and there will be grain entering Beijing every day."

"The emperor has also issued a holy decree, this batch of grain in Beijing temporarily solves the urgent need of Shandong, and the grain will be transported from Nanjing in the future, and the money will be sent out from the household department and the internal treasury."

"Now that the holy decree has left Beijing, Nanjing must be raising food to be shipped to Shandong."

"The grain of Xuanfu has also been transported, and it is still sufficient."

"Maybe in the near future, the food in Beijing is not very abundant, but it is not so much that there is no food."

"Cao Yun will be transported to Beijing."

"Even if the transportation is not enough, you can also go to Baoding, Tianjin, Tangshan and other nearby places to buy grain, and there is no shortage of grain in Beijing Baodinghou."

Seeing Feng Xiao's optimistic appearance, Liang Xuan guessed that the emperor might think the same way.

I thought that Gyeonggi was an outcast, but it was just a disease of ringworm.

"Father-in-law Feng, please take a step to speak!"

Liang Xuan took Feng Xiao to change places, and said in a low voice: "Ben Hou will tell the truth to Gong Gong Feng, please convey Ben Hou's words to Your Majesty!" ”

Seeing Liang Xuan's extremely solemn appearance, Feng Xiao put away his smiling face and nodded his head.

"Don't hide it from Father-in-law Feng, the news of the flood in Shandong reached Beijing, and the magnates in Beijing went around collecting grain."

"Benhou heard that the price of grain in Gyeonggi has skyrocketed."

"Even the grain in Tianjin, Tangshan, Baoding and other places has risen wildly."

"And the magnates in Beijing waved their hands and took them all."

"After taking it away, it will be sold to the household department at a high price."

"First of all, no matter how much silver the magnates earned, in short, there is no food in Beijing."

"The source of displaced people in Gyeonggi is because large households sell grain, some farmers follow the trend and sell it, and some farmers are forced to buy and sell."

"That's why people are displaced everywhere, because they can't live anymore!"

"To put it bluntly, these homeless people are all from the Gyeonggi family!"

Liang Xuan was extremely sure.

Feng Xiao was stunned, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Baoding Hou said that he was joking." ”

"The emperor guessed that there might be a disaster in Gyeonggi, and it hadn't been reported to the court yet, so there were so many displaced people, how could it be because of food?"

"Ben Hou is not lying!"

"In the past few days, Ben Hou has been in contact with the displaced people, and he has learned about this."

"Ben Hou has written these information into the recital, and I ask my father-in-law to bring it back and present it to His Majesty for reading."

As he spoke, Liang Xuan took out another piece of music from the armor, and sealed it, which was a secret reveal.

It is a secret report.

Liang Xuan made two preparations, one hand was to write to the emperor in the court, and the other was to reveal the secret and secretly report it.

It is because he is worried that this matter involves too many officials, and he is worried about retaliation, so he knows how to protect himself.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to believe it: "If it's really as Baoding Hou said." ”

"I'm afraid that the number of displaced people will increase day by day, more and more."

"If you can't wait for the grain to arrive, you can crowd Gyeonggi!"

"Even, the transportation of grain can't keep up with the speed at which the displaced people consume food!"

His body is weak, if he tells the emperor about this situation, I am afraid that the emperor will kill the court!

No, you can't find a solution even if you kill all the courts!

"That's why Ben Hou is worried!"

"Father-in-law Feng, the top priority is not to help the victims!"

"It's about finding a way to get food! Enough food! Liang Xuan grabbed Feng Xiao and said.

That's right, once the soup kitchen is used to help the homeless, it will lead to some good families in Gyeonggi who still have a mouthful of food in their families and come to eat.

This creates a vicious circle.

There are more and more displaced people, and the food transported by Cao Yun is simply not enough to consume, and when the food is really cut out one day, they will not hesitate to attack the capital and pull the emperor off the horse!

Even, once the news of Gyeonggi's free grain release spreads, I am afraid that the people of various provinces will travel thousands of miles to eat free grain!

It's going to make the world tumult!

"Understood, understood, our family understood!"

Feng Xiao nodded desperately, looking flustered: "Thank you Baoding Hou for reminding us, our family will go back to the palace and tell the emperor, our family will not forget the great achievements of Baoding Hou!" ”

He was incoherent.

You can't send these sinners out of the city to be killed!

Once the homeless people see the blood, they will inevitably become ferocious, and the devil knows what kind of disaster will be caused!

Fortunately, fortunately, the Marquis of Baoding is the emperor's person!

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Everything remains the same!" Liang Xuan is categorical.

"Yes, just keep it as it is, keep it as it is!"

Feng Xiao couldn't wait to return to the palace and report the matter to the emperor.

……

Diligent Palace.

Zhu Qiyu listened to Jin Zhong's report and was full of joy.

"Recover 370,000 taels of silver? All right! Jin Zhong! Well done! ”

With money, the waist pole is hard.

I can finally do whatever I want!

"Spread the edict Fang Ying, recruit soldiers, recruit me as if I was playing with my life, and recruit all the able-bodied people among the homeless people into the regimental camp! Die for me! Ha ha! ”

Zhu Qiyu was overjoyed, if these 30,000 people were in the palm of his hand.

He's afraid of a fart!

What can Yu Qian do when he comes back?

Yu Qian and Hu Hui combined, what can they do?

I'm not afraid!

I have power in my left hand and soldiers in my right hand, and I am the real emperor! Hahaha!

"Jin Zhong, you did a good job!"

Zhu Qiyu paced back and forth, rejoicing, and patted Jin Zhong's shoulder: "Jinyiwei expands, go outside the city to pick people!" Pick more! Expand wildly! The money is out! ”

"Women also recruit some, especially those who have postures, all of them are recruited into the Jinyi Guard, train them well, and insert them into the homes of civil and military officials, and act as my eyes!"

"When Taizu, what did Jingguan say in his dreams, Taizu knew everything about it!"

"This is all the credit of Jinyiwei, I also need to know!"

"It's not just Gyeonggi!"

"Whatever the people of the world say, I must be clear!"

"You are my eyes!"

Zhu Qiyu floated.

has been suppressed for too long, and finally turned over to be the master and flew away.

"Recruit some smart children, boys and girls, and set up a primary school in the palace, and I will take care of it myself."

"I invited famous teachers to the banquet, learned the scriptures, Tao strategy, the art of war, arithmetic, etc., and I personally cultivated a group of talents."

"These children, the future is my diehard."

Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but smile on his face.

The feeling of being in power is great!

I can finally get a good night's sleep!

Next, it is the draft girl to enrich the harem.

When I got better, I began to give birth to a son.

Have a few more, have a son, and the throne will be stable!

The smile on Zhu Qiyu's face couldn't be contained, it floated, and a gust of wind could blow it away.

The fluttering feeling is so comfortable!

This is what it feels like to be an emperor!

Zhu Qiyu looked excited: "In the future, the silver will be transported into the palace and stored in the inner warehouse, and the copper coins will be placed in the inner warehouse." ”

"Emperor, do you want to continue the investigation?"

"In the middle of that barren mountain, there is a big silver mill!"

"The slave maid thinks that this must be extraordinary." Jin Zhong asked.

Zhu Qiyu groaned, setting up a silver shop outside the barren mountain, which is really unusual.

Is this workshop owned by Zhang Xuan?

"What do you think?" Zhu Qiyu restrained his joy and asked.

"The slave maid checked, the barren mountain is a mine, and the owner of the mine is Chen Xun's younger brother Chen Mian."

"But the slave maid asked people to check, it's a barren mountain at all, not a silver mine."

"So the slave thinks there are ghosts in it." Jin Zhong returned.

"Where's Chen Mian?"

"It's cut in half." Jin Zhong replied.

Zhu Qiyu groaned slightly: "I think it's Zhang Xuan's." ”

Jin Zhong's eyes lit up: "The slave also thought it was Zhang Xuan's!" ”

"Then let's go find evidence, and when Zhang Xun returns to Beijing, I will arrest him." Zhu Qiyu said lightly.

As for who the silversmith is, it doesn't matter at all.

But at this time.

Feng Xiao ran in in a panic.

"Run for what?" Zhu Qiyu scolded.

"Emperor, it's not good!"

Feng Xiao's mouth was dry, and he couldn't breathe.

Zhu Qiyu asked him to drink saliva before talking.

He shook his head and presented the piece in his arms first.

Only then did he take two sips of water and knelt on the ground with a frightened face.

Zhu Qiyu opened the piece and looked at it, and it exploded instantly!

"Crazy! Crazy! ”

"Are they really short of this little money?"

"Collect grain at a high price, buy and sell! Earn my money! ”

"But it forced Gyeonggi farmers to become homeless!"

"Irony! There is nothing more ironic in the world than this! ”

"Dumbfounded this time!"

"Hehehe!"

Zhu Qiyu laughed miserably: "Do you think that if I support you in the sky, you can do whatever you want?" ”

"Give the hundred officials of the Chinese military of the dynasty and all the officials in Beijing to the Mukden Hall!"

"Not a single one!"

"Prepare the Sword of the Son of Heaven, I'm going to kill!"

Not killing is not enough to calm the anger!

You really don't take the Ming Dynasty to heart, you know that you have a small profit, I sold the imperial store, and the disaster relief money raised!

You're using disaster relief funds!

Every penny, every grain of food, can live a disaster victim!

Okay, you are far away in Gyeonggi, you can't see the miserable situation in Shandong, and you don't take the people of Shandong to heart, okay, I can understand, but I can't force the farmers to sell their rations to you!

You have forced the people of Gyeonggi against you, and you are dancing on the tip of a knife!

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat!

If you leave the people without food, what will they do? Use your brain!

Do you really lack a little money to sell food?

Is it missing?

You have dozens of times more tea and flowers than this!

Even if there is a sesame official in Gyeonggi, what year will he not earn tens of thousands of taels of silver? You can't look down on copper coins and treasure money!

Which entry and exit is not a front and back hug? Which one doesn't have more than a dozen wives and concubines?

Isn't that enough?

It's all fucking greasy!

Zhu Qiyu is really a dog, and his good mood is gone.

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