I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 108 News enters the capital.

"The bandit who killed a thousand swords, my food!"

Heart-piercing wailing sounded in every grain store and granary in Jinan Prefecture.

The grain merchants in Jinan Prefecture looked at the empty granaries and smashed stores, and they wanted to cry without tears.

The few who couldn't stand it passed out with a bang, causing chaos.

The onlookers and disaster victims were both relieved and worried when they saw the grain merchant crying heartbreakingly.

To my relief, these blood-sucking worms finally received their retribution.

What worries them is how they will live without food.

Although the prices of these grain merchants are high, some ordinary people with savings can still afford it.

The victims hoped that Taisun could buy the grain from these grain merchants so that they could survive this disaster year.

Now the food is gone, and there is no hope.

Many people began to think in their hearts, but if they can't survive, they should just fight.

Since you can't live as a commoner, you can follow the example of those bandits and plunder everywhere.

Although it may not end well in the end, it is better than starving to death and being eaten by others.

"The food has been released, the food has been released, His Royal Highness has released the food!"

When the atmosphere became more and more dignified, shouts of surprise reached the ears of the victims.

The victims and the people heard clearly what the other party was shouting, and they froze in place.

His Royal Highness is going to release food!

The common people and the victims shook their heads vigorously, after confirming that they heard correctly.

With a bang, everyone was blown up.

The common people and the victims didn't have the heart to watch the excitement, they ran home and the victims' camps, took all the utensils to hold things, and rushed to the grain storage place frantically.

The grain merchants who were crying in the grain stores and warehouses felt even more bitter when they heard the news.

They also received the news that the Lin family received yesterday.

His Royal Highness Taisun got the food from somewhere, and planned to hit their prices and force them to lower the prices.

Originally, they planned to take it hard.

In their thinking, even if the grandson could get food, it probably wouldn't be too much.

As long as they grit their teeth and don't lower the price, they will still be the final winners when Taisun runs out of food.

But now, everything changed overnight.

Their food was gone, and in order to avoid being searched, they did not store it at home.

Now, they have also become disaster victims.

"Don't clean up your motherfuckers, go back and get things to buy food."

A grain merchant wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the servants who were still packing up the corpses and sundries, and roared angrily, telling everyone to go back and get things to buy grain.

Although there is no food in his family, there is plenty of money.

He doesn't want to make money anymore.

The most important thing is to get the food first so that the family can eat.

The huge flow of people rushed to the grain distribution camp outside the city like a tide.

The people in the city, plus the disaster victims outside, totaled 8 to [-] people.

Adults shout, children cry, men scold, women howl...

All kinds of voices are mixed together, and the noisy people's brain hurts.

"Everyone keep quiet!"

When the crowd was about to arrive, Lu Xin, the governor of Shandong Province, stood up with a tin horn.

But there were too many people at the scene, and his shouting was covered by the noise.

"This general, can you fire a few shots to calm them down!"

Lu Xin looked at the people and disaster victims who still needed to talk and scold their mothers, and helplessly asked for help from the officers of the Shenji Battalion who were maintaining order.

Naturally, the officer would not refuse this small request for help.

"Load, raise gun, let go!"

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A row of gunshots rang out, scaring the people who were talking loudly and the victims shrank their heads, and all looked to this side.

"Let me listen to everything!"

Lu Xin cleared his throat and looked at the victims who had calmed down.

"These grains are not given to everyone for nothing, but need to be exchanged for money or labor."

"What... still need to spend money and work, didn't you mean to send it to us?"

"Yeah, we don't have any money. Isn't it natural for the court to provide food for disaster relief? Why do we have to work with money?"

As soon as Lu Xin finished talking about the conditions for the distribution of food, the victims and people below became dissatisfied.

They have become like this, and the imperial court still wants to get money from them.

As expected, the officials were the same as those businessmen, and they didn't have a good thing. They drank the blood and ate the flesh of the common people in a perverted way.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Another row of gunfire, the scene fell silent again.

"The price of grain is 70 cents a bucket, and you need to show your official register when you buy it. If you don't have it, you won't sell it. And to prevent people from reselling it for profit, the selling officials will give you a three-day quota based on how many people there are in your family." food."

"And the yamen will send people to inspect, and anyone who is found to be selling food privately will be severely punished!"

"Those who have no money can pay for it with work, and you will be given as much food as you do."

"If you don't want to pay, you don't want to work."

Lu Xin's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to work or pay, you will end up starving to death. The imperial court doesn't have that much food to support these lazy people."

Lu Xin didn't explain the reason, but just told these people how much the food costs and what they need to do to get the food.

Still the same sentence, what do ordinary people know.

Instead of explaining to them something they don't understand, it is better to tell them the results and consequences directly.

After hearing the imperial court's arrangement, the victims and common people below looked at each other in blank dismay.

Although I feel a little dissatisfied with this, the court is the court, and as long as they have a way to survive, they dare not resist.

Soon outside the food camp, there were several long queues.

Those who want to spend money to buy food only need to pay money to get food.

Those who choose to work need to obey the arrangements of the assigned soldiers and officials, do different jobs, and distribute their food after dark.

In order to ensure the physical strength of the workers, everyone can have a full meal in the camp after registration and before work is arranged.

Just when Jinan City was releasing food, Zhu Zhangui had already left Jinan City and led people to inspect various disaster areas.

This time he really went.

With food in hand, the next step is to resettle the victims first.

Then there is a general clean-up of the affected area.

Disaster relief is not just as simple as saving people, but also epidemic prevention, resettlement of disaster victims and restoration of people's livelihood.

After the great disaster, there must be a great epidemic.

There are about one million people affected by the disaster in Shandong this time, and tens of thousands of people died of starvation and disease.

The remains of dead bodies are everywhere in the disaster area.

If these things are not dealt with as soon as possible, once the plague is triggered, more people will die.

Therefore, Zhu Zhangui asked the local officials to gather the victims as quickly as possible and deal with the corpses everywhere.

Then leave the food and supervisors, and go to the next place to continue the inspection.

Just when Zhu Zhangui inspected a disaster area to restore people's livelihood.

There was already a lot of quarrel in the Jinling court because of the homicide of the disaster victims.

"Reporting to the emperor, the massacre of the disaster victims by the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhangui caused the people to boil with resentment. They all said that the cruelty of the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhangui was against the harmony of heaven,..."

In Fengtian Temple.

A censor held a memorial in his hand, and counted Zhu Zhangui's crimes with dignity.

All the civil and military ministers in the palace were silent, listening to this man's speech quietly.

Prince Zhu Pangpang, who was at the top of the crowd, didn't show any expression, as if the other party was not talking about his son.

Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han behind him, looked at the boss for a while, and the old man for a while, with an inexplicable smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhu Gaosui, King of Zhao, closed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't care about the matter.

He reported this matter to the old man yesterday.

He also knew exactly what the old man's attitude was towards this matter.

The other civil and military ministers also had different expressions.

Military generals are a pair of things that have nothing to do with themselves and don't care.

Some of the civil servants were filled with righteous indignation, while others looked at the prince with worries on their faces.

Among them, the one with the most expressive expressions is the Minister of Tobe Natsuhara Kichi.

Zhu Zhangui made such a big mistake, if he does not do well, his status will be lost.

If Zhu Zhangui doesn't become a grandson, he won't be able to become a prince in the future, let alone an emperor.

Zhu Zhangui can't be the prince, can't be the emperor, and the household department will continue to be empty in the future.

After all, Zhu Zhangui has no chance of winning the throne, and he will definitely not give the money to the Ministry of Household Affairs.

If there is no money or food, then what's the point of being the Minister of the Ministry of Households in front of him.

And more importantly, Zhu Zhangui told him about Yinshan and three crops a year.

And tell him that after the Northern Expedition, he will help the household department to retrieve these things.

Now that this happened, the silver mountain and the three crops a year might be gone.

As for the written evidence he asked Zhu Zhangui to set up, Xia Yuanji didn't even think about it.

Zhu Zhangui, who has no chance, will admit that there is something wrong with the written evidence.

Even if Zhu Zhangui admitted it, he wouldn't dare to ask for Xia Yuanji!
Thinking of Yinshan and the three crops a year, Xia Yuanji gritted his teeth and made a secret decision.

If His Majesty gets angry later and intends to severely punish the grandson, Xia Yuanji will give up the Minister of the Household Department and quit, and he will also keep Zhu Zhangui.

Daming can live without him, Minister of the Household Department Xia Yuanji, but he absolutely cannot live without grandson Zhu Zhangui.

(End of this chapter)