Jiujiang Province

One to Jiujiang Mansion,

What Zhu Xiongying saw was a purgatory on earth, and the smell of water and the smell of rotting corpses mixed with his face,

Although the rain has stopped, the flood has not completely receded, and the water depth in the city is still as high as a calf.

Moreover, when you step into the water, there is still a few inches of silt at the bottom of the water, and it is extremely difficult to walk.

The entire Jiujiang Mansion is like a dead city, and the surviving refugees are kneeling in front of their disaster houses with blank expressions.

There was no hysterical crying, only faint sobbing, crying like a ghost,

In the face of natural disasters, human beings are so small.

The three people who walked with His Highness also had solemn faces,

But anyone with a little conscience, how can he not feel uncomfortable when he sees this tragic situation?

Zhu Xiongying gritted her teeth, restrained all her emotions, and mobilized her greatest reason,

"Xia Yuanji, you wait and go to the business right away, and help me calculate the price of grain.

When I'm done, you will immediately collect food for disaster relief. ”

Zhu Xiongying untied the Son of Heaven Sword on his waist and handed it to Xia Yuanji.

"If you are not convinced, cut it first and then play."

Xia Yuanji took the Son of Heaven Sword with both hands, his eyes were full of determination, and he nodded heavily.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Then, turn around and walk away briskly.

Zhu Xiongying untied the jade pendant on his waist again, which is the dragon jade symbolizing the identity of the national prince, and handed it to Yang Shiqi.

"You work harder, immediately hurry down the river and go south, starting from Lujiang Mansion,

The edict of the Son of Heaven was issued to mobilize all local governors to evacuate the victims and move them all to Jiujiang Mansion. ”

Yang Shiqi took Long Yu, and didn't understand what this decree meant for a while.

Then he opened his mouth and asked,

"Your Highness, it is too difficult to migrate the victims on a large scale,

What is the meaning of this move? ”

If Yang Shiqi didn't understand what Zhu Xiongying meant, he would definitely not be able to understand this.

So Zhu Xiong explained very quickly in English,

"Look at this waterway, it has been washed away along the line, whether it is blocked or sparse, it has to be discharged, and Poyang Lake can no longer be stored.

The lower reaches of the Yangtze River will inevitably collapse all the surrounding state capitals along the way, and nothing else will be left behind, at least human lives.

Yang Shiqi, it's all up to you to do this. ”

Zhu Xiongying looked at Yang Shiqi with a straight face, his eyes full of trust.

Yang Shiqi's task is definitely the most difficult,

Migrant refugees have left their land, their homes and headed north, and they have to race against time before the next heavy rain!

In a short period of time, it is necessary to coordinate the governors and the victims.

It's hard to imagine what kind of ability this requires.

However, Zhu Xiongying is very confident in Yang Shiqi,

Yang Shiqi looked at Zhu Xiongying's gaze, and his heart trembled for no reason,

The voice was hoarse,

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yang Shiqi turned around and patted his horse away.

Fifth Uncle Zhu Hu was on the side, looking at Zhu Xiongying with adoring eyes,

Natural disasters are merciless, floods are monstrous,

But

Zhu Xiongying stands here,

But it is to carry the heavens and the earth again!

Just like what Zhu Yuanzhang said when he was in the salt factory,

The sky is falling, let's stand on it!

Zhu Xiongying paused, looked at the fifth uncle with a wry smile,

"Fifth Uncle..."

The fifth Zhu Hu nodded solemnly,

Opening,

"I don't know anything else, I'm still good at healing.

As soon as I smell it, it's an epidemic, and I'm going to think of a way. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Five."

Lao Wu shook his head and stretched out his hand to hang on Zhu Xiongying's shoulder,

After a pause,

Then slapped twice.

Lao Wu has lived for himself in this life, and it doesn't matter what others do to him,

However, now he seems to feel something different.

With great power comes great responsibility,

He had to do something about it, too.

The group of three people dispersed in three directions, and Zhu Xiongying looked in the direction of the Jiujiang Mansion and walked over quickly.

..........

Jiujiang Mansion Chen Ji Rice Shop

"How much is a stone of rice?!!

Xia Yuanji couldn't help but scream,

The shopkeeper of Chen Ji Rice Shop leaned back on the chair, plucked his ears with one hand, and knocked melon seeds with the other.

The cozy one actually gives people a feeling that Jiujiang Mansion is disaster-free,

"Phew!"

The shopkeeper of the rice shop spit out the skin of melon seeds and stretched out his hand,

"Fifty silver, one stone!"

Xia Yuanji laughed angrily,

The price of rice in the fifteenth year of Hongwu was five taels to eight taels and one stone, and the price of rice was one to two taels less than the price of rice.

In the sixteenth year of Hongwu, after the new crops were put into the field, the price of rice dropped to 221 stones, while the price of rice dropped to 121 stones.

Xia Yuanji had already guessed,

In the event of a catastrophe, merchants will certainly hoard goods and raise the price of rice, taking advantage of the catastrophe to make a fortune.

However, this price increase is completely beyond Xia Yuanji's imagination.

The price of rice has increased fiftyfold!

Xia Yuanji forcibly suppressed his anger, and suddenly felt that something was wrong,

Now that there are people everywhere, where can I afford to buy rice for 50 taels and 1 stones?!

This shopkeeper is asking for a sky-high price, and he doesn't want to sell it at all!

Xia Yuanji gritted his teeth and looked at the shopkeeper, he dealt with the big people in Beijing all day long, but no big man was so difficult as the little ghost in front of him!

"Phew!"

The shopkeeper spit out the skin of melon seeds, sprayed it in front of Xia Yuanji, stood up on the counter, and squinted at Xia Yuanji,

"Oops! You're a good saber!

In this way, if you give me a sword, and I will give you a stone of rice?

Now in this world, you can't fill your stomach with this thing. ”

Xia Yuanji said coldly,

"You want this sword?

Hehe, you deserve it too?! ”

The shopkeeper's face sank instantly,

If there is a disaster, there will be outlaws, and now in Jiujiang Mansion, any law is bullshit,

Hungry to the extreme, there may be victims rushing in to grab food.

But Chen Ji's shop dared to open the door to do business with a big grin,

I'm just not afraid of you making trouble.

"Boy, let me tell you, there is no official government in Jiujiang Mansion now, there is no imperial court.

I'll give you face, you don't want it, then there's no way. ”

The shopkeeper slowly got up and beckoned the five big and three thick clerks to close the door of the shop.

It's the hard-hearted to eat the black,

Seeing this, Xia Yuanji did not hesitate, drew his sword forward, and pierced the shopkeeper with a sword of blood bravery,

The sword of the Son of Heaven sharpens iron like clay,

Xia Yuanji cut off the head of the shopkeeper with a frightened face with his backhand,

This is a young squire who doesn't say it's a murderer, and he hasn't even hurt anyone,

Lifting his head and roaring,

"Don't get out of ?!! yet"

The clerks of the five big and three coarse looked at each other, and they didn't understand what was going on, they were the ruffians and hooligans of Jiujiang Mansion,

The shopkeeper was killed in front of them, and the Chen family blamed it, and they couldn't get any better.

After gritting their teeth and thinking for a while, the ruffians opened the door and scattered in all directions.

Xia Yuanji's hands trembled wildly and threw his head on the ground,

It's really a thousand shots,

The shopkeeper not only wants to oversell the goods but also kills,

Xia Yuanji can't even beat a ruffian, don't say there are five or six,

If it weren't for Xia Yuanji's quick reaction, he would have been killed by now.

Xia Yuan Jiqiang resisted the desire to vomit, wiped the sword of the Son of Heaven with his clothes, and put the sword into the sheath,

Holding on to the counter weakly, looking down for the account book,

After shaking out the ledger,

Xia Yuanji looked down,

Then his face was full of horror.