Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 90 You are a bunch of that (sha) what (pen)!Gone, Zhu Qiyu is gone!

Outside the Meridian Gate, kneeling eunuchs and stewards kept crying.

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

Court officials turned a deaf ear.

"Old Madam Fu, is what I said right?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were burning.

"Your Majesty has a far-sighted vision, which is beyond the reach of veteran officials."

Hu Wei knelt down and said: "The old minister will mobilize the family, even if the stomach is tightened, they must squeeze out some food and set up a porridge shed."

Zhu Qiyu looked at Wang Zhi.

"Your Majesty's words are like enlightenment, I wait to bow down!" Wang kowtowed.

All the officials kowtowed and shouted long live.

"Long live? Long live? I'm afraid you won't survive this year!"

"I repeat!"

"I asked you to wait to set up a porridge shed, but I didn't want you to take the opportunity to turn refugees into servants!"

Zhu Qiyu's tone was sinister: "I don't care what you did before! I don't bother to track it down!"

"But from now on, whoever dares to deceive the superior and conceal the inferior, set up a clever name, and drive the refugees back, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"I didn't just kill you!"

"Even the nine clans that killed you! Your Shangguan's nine clans! Your Shangguan's nine clans! Kill them all!"

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

"If it's from the cabinet! I will kill all the cabinet ministers!"

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

"Whoever can't get along with me, I will let you wait for the Nine Clans to report to the Palace of Kings of Hell!"

"Stop sticking around here, get out, go do it!"

"Those who have no food to buy, those who have no money to find ways to raise money! If I can't eat enough, I have to feed the refugees!"

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

Zhu Qiyu's voice was hoarse, and he was furious.

He sent eunuchs out of the city last night to watch, and he received a report from Xiannongtan on the way back, that there are tens of thousands of refugees everywhere outside the city, and some refugees even started to starve to death, the situation is already extremely serious.

As for where did the refugees come from?He doesn't know yet, but there must be more refugees than what Fang Ying said, maybe Fang Ying didn't dare to report that many.

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

He didn't want to be Jiaqing.

The key point is that the wild boar skin still has a place to run, where is he going?Xuanzhen is at war, and Liaodong is not peaceful, so we can only run south.

Going to Nanjing, Xuanzhen will inevitably lose the morale of the army and cannot hold it.

At that time, the Wara soldiers will drive straight in. If he learns from Yelu Deguang and becomes the emperor of the Central Plains, will Zhu Qiyu be embarrassed?

This has not considered the worse political influence!

The Supreme Emperor Beishou, the current Emperor Nanshou, the two brothers are a natural pair, and the old Zhu family has two escaped emperors, what qualifications do they have to be the co-lords of the world?

Will Bian have other ideas?Does Yu Qian have other ideas?Will Wala, Tatar, Kansai Seven Guards, Southwest Chieftains, Clan, and Honored Ministers also have ideas?

The world is really in chaos!

Even if there is still a small court in Nanjing, it is definitely not Zhu Qiyu who sits on the throne.

What if you are unlucky and get caught by rebels on the way to escape, isn't it embarrassing?What kind of face should Zhu Qiyu live on?

"Why don't you go?" Zhu Qiyu is going to kill someone with a sword, whoever won't let him sit on the throne, he will let the nine clans die!
"Don't be angry, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Feng had no choice but to crawl out and said, "Your Majesty, there is no food in Beijing now!"

Zhu Qiyu was startled: "Where's the food?"

"The grain has been shipped out of Beijing, some are escorted to the Xuanfu, and some are escorted to Shandong, the granaries of the household department and internal funds are all empty!" Zhang Feng replied anxiously.

That's right, in this eventful season, both Xuanzhen and Shandong need food, so those two sides are more anxious.

"Come together at Zhuqing's house, and I will also join you in the palace."

Zhu Qiyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I first issued an imperial decree to calm the anger in the hearts of the refugees. At night, I will open the warehouse to release food, and put less, as long as people don't die."

"Your Majesty, I have no salary for several months, and the family is starving. There is really no food!" Zhang Feng smiled wryly.

Zhu Qiyu changed his face, and his tone was cold: "You really can't figure it out at all?"

"I can, I can make some, but it's not enough for the porridge." Zhang Feng was frightened by Zhu Qiyu's expression.

"Not enough? Ah!"

"Zhang Feng! Your family will starve to death, and the refugees are not allowed to starve to death!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Go away, I don't care where you go to raise food, even if you go to grab it, I don't care, I will see the porridge shed! No chaos is allowed for the refugees! No chaos is allowed in the capital!"

Zhu Qiyu shouted: "Get out!"

He was furious and refused to listen to explanations.

All of you have businesses all over the capital, making money every day. If you say that there is no food at home, ghosts will not believe it!
Just say that the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture is richer than me!
When I'm a fool, don't you know?

This gang of damned people, what time is it, and they are still holding those two bad money in their hands!Don't be afraid that the refugees will form a rebel army, attack the city, and kill your whole family. Only then will you know how to regret it!

He returned to the palace angrily, these gangsters who suffered thousands of knives should all be sent to the pile of refugees, and let the refugees cook them and eat them!

"Old Madam Fu, what should I do!" Zhang Feng was anxious.

"You still ask me what to do? Raise food, no wonder His Majesty is angry, His Majesty is right, once the refugees form a rebel army, don't you know what will happen?"

Hu Wei was also impatient, what time is it, and how many pennies are still missing?Is saving your life more important than anything else?

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

"Old Madam Fu, there is no food at home!" Cui Gong smiled wryly.

"Cui Gong, it's all for you to fool His Majesty, and you still want to deceive the old man? I don't know how much business your family has? How can there be no food?"

Hu Mei scolded him: "When life is in crisis, don't save those few dollars."

"It's time for us courtiers to stand with His Majesty and stop fighting among ourselves."

"Hurry up to raise food, resettle the refugees, and send them back to their original places. Whether they live or die, it has nothing to do with us."

Hu Wei earnestly said: "Listen to the old man, and avoid disaster if you lose money!"

"It's not infighting, old ma'am, there's really no food in the lower official's house." Zhang Feng burst into tears.

Many officials nodded, there is really no food.

"Where's the food?" Hu Yan was surprised.

"The woman at the lower official's house sold the grain to the official when she saw the price of grain soared a few days ago." Zhang Feng faltered before telling the truth.

Hu Wei was dumbfounded. The dignified Minister of the Household Department actually sold his own grain to the Household Department to earn the difference.

"You're all sold too?" Hu Wei pointed at Cui Gong and other officials.

Cui Gong and others lowered their heads in embarrassment.

In the face of a national crisis, they, as members of the court, not only did not help the court to tide over the difficulties, but also took the opportunity to initiate a national disaster fund.

The emperor knew to sell Huangzhuang and Huangdian to raise money, and emptied his internal funds to raise money to buy food and relieve victims!

You actually took the opportunity to make money from the country's calamity, reselling food, and taking the disaster relief funds raised by His Majesty's sale of the imperial store, what are you going to do!Want to destroy Daming?
Have you read the sage books for half your life, have you read them into the dog's stomach?
Did the sages and scriptures teach you to behave like this?

Hu Wei wanted to scold, but when the scolding words came to his lips, they turned into a few miserable laughs.

He was on the verge of falling and was supported by Wang Wen.

"Then go out of the city and go to the countryside to harvest. There must be some surplus grain in the rural households. Buy it at a high price and deal with it first."

Hu Wei can only help them find a way: "Wait for the grain to be transported to Beijing, and then buy it for them at a low price. We will suffer a little bit."

"Just don't starve to death. Money is nothing but external possessions. You will be back next year. Don't worry about it."

But no one moved, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Hu Mei.

Zhang Feng said hesitantly: "Seeing the skyrocketing food supply, the servants of the lower officials have already sent servants to collect it. The nearby farms have collected it, even those in Tianjin Wei."

Look at the appearance of all officials and sentient beings.

Hu Yan slapped his forehead, pointed to Cui Gong and other officials: "You also went to collect it?"

Cui Gong lowered his head and dared not answer.

"You guys are really good at making money. Even Tianjin Wei's food has been taken away. This old man knows where the refugees come from!"

Hu Yan looked slumped, squatted on the ground, shook his head, and was speechless.

"I didn't go to Tianjin Wei, I 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 went to Yongqing to collect it." Lin Cong said.

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

The majestic ministers of the central government are all like merchants in the market, and sooner or later this Ming Dynasty will die in the hands of these people!

"What time is it, you are still shaking your wits! Think about your own heads!"

Hu Yan smiled bitterly: "Tell me what to do! Your Majesty scolded you for being evil, but I still refuse to accept it. Now it seems that Your Majesty is right!"

The crowd fell silent, with wry smiles on their faces.

Although I don't know what Shabi means, it feels like a curse.

"Old Madam Fu, please think of a way, where can we collect food?" Wang Wen flattered.

"Let's go to Shunde Mansion and try it." Hu Yan yelled at him.

Old Wang Wen blushed, and argued: "Old Madam Fu, the family of an official is not rich, and the expenses are high, so it is human nature to want to earn a little money, but who would have thought that there are so many refugees outside the capital... "

"Can't you have more?"

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

"You forced it out!"

"When you go to buy grain, you must buy grain from a big family. Is it possible that the family will collect it?"

"Now it's the time when there is a shortage of crops, and the surplus food in ordinary people's homes may not last until the autumn harvest! Will ordinary people's homes sell it? Huh?"

"But you pay a high price to buy grain. Those big families are crazy about money. They not only sell their surplus grain, but also force the rural farmers to hand over their surplus grain and sell it to you!"

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

"What will those big gangsters do? Aren't you all cleared up? Hehe, I must have taken the opportunity to occupy their fields!"

"That's how these refugees came!"

"They were originally from a good family in Gyeonggi, but they were forced into refugees by you!"

"If His Majesty finds out, you all feel your necks to see if there is any knife and ax!"

"A bunch of evil pens!"

Although Hu Wei didn't know what the meaning of Shabi was, anyway, he felt that it was very appropriate to describe the princes.

He walked away.

Lin Cong, Zhang Feng and others quickly grabbed him: "Old Master, it's useless to complain about us now, the most urgent thing is to raise food and solve the crisis!"

"What can the old man do? Can it produce food?" Hu Zhen really felt that the pig teammate was hopeless.

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

Hu Mei pointed at him: "Mr. Xue, you also resold grain? How can you make a fortune in the country's calamity?"

Xue Xuan blushed, not knowing where to put it.

"You are the master of literature, the teacher of the literati in the world! You are the prime minister of the court, don't you know how the money to buy food comes from?"

Hu Mei was about to cry: "That's what His Majesty raised from selling the imperial store!"

"In order to sell it at a good price, the Ministry of Households quarreled with those merchants for a whole day, and the whole body smells like copper!"

"Finally raised money, bought grain from grain merchants at a high price, and shipped it to Shandong. That's life-saving money, Mr. Xue!"

"Your Majesty's hair turned gray because of insufficient money!"

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

"You are the leader of the world's literati, and a role model for the world's literati!"

"Tell me yourself, are you worthy of the sage books you read? How will you be a teacher in the future, and how will you make all the students believe in the world of great harmony in the sage books!"

It was only then that Hu Wei discovered that two-thirds of the courtiers in the court had distributed this national calamity.

The few that have not been sent out may not be able to be grabbed, and even the soup is not available, but they must have sold the surplus food at home.

"This old man is ashamed of the sage!" Xue Xuan covered his face and wept.

Hu Wei wiped away his tears, knowing how to scold him was useless, the matter had already happened, so he had to find a way to solve it.

He calmed down and said: "Now I can only go to Xunchen, most of the land in the capital is in their hands, and there must be surplus food in their family."

Zhang Feng bowed his head and remained silent.

"what happened again?"

Zhang Feng smiled wryly: "I want to report to the Grand Tutor, Zhang Mao from the British government shipped hundreds of carts of grain to the household department. It belongs to the Beijing officials, and finally it belongs to the grain merchants.”

Hu Wei's eyes darkened: "Why do you collect all kinds of food!"

I am afraid that Xunchen's family has no food to support the tenants, and I am afraid that they will also be driven out and become refugees!

Moreover, from what we know, is it true that the surplus grain of the common people in Beijing is also sold to the Ministry of Households at a high price?
In this way, can the grain transported by water supply the mouths of the population of Gyeonggi?

broken!broken!
Once the food transported by water cannot supply the rations, the capital will be in chaos!
Once messed up...

He didn't dare to think about it!
The key point is that the emperor doesn't know yet, once the emperor knows, he will definitely use a knife!Before the food is messed up, I'm afraid the emperor will chop off everyone's heads and kick them as balls!

The most frightening thing is, how many people in the DPRK led the army to go out?
If they knew that their family members had been killed, wouldn't that force them to rebel!
It's over! It's over!

The collapse of the Great Ming Dynasty is imminent!
"Old Madam Fu, the situation in Shandong is critical. Your Majesty also said that the grain collected from the capital will be transported to Shandong, mainly in Shandong..." Zhang Feng argued.

"Shut up, you! Your Majesty asked you to rob the households of food? Go crazy!"

Hu Yan sat on the ground slumped, and waved his hands: "Go back, wash your neck, the old man can't help it."

"Teacher, it's better for us to strike first and kill all the refugees." Wang Wen said ruthlessly.

"Kill? Go and kill!"

Hu Mei scolded him for being stupid: "If the Beijing camp is in Beijing, why are you afraid of tens of thousands of refugees? Don't forget, there are only more than 1 people in Liang Ping in the capital, and the combat effectiveness is unknown. Can you count on it?"

"Old Madam Fu, please ask the imperial decree to transfer Fan Guang who lives in Yongguan back to Beijing." Wang Wen was ruthless.

"Then you go to stop Wala? That's fine, don't say it's useless! If you can kill it, do you need to say it?"

Hu Mei was so angry that he said, "Can you make some money from the granary of the household department? Let's give the refugees a little hope first, and let's count it as a day."

"The granary in the household department can run away from mice." Zhang Feng smiled wryly.

"Come together from each family, and you won't die of starvation after a few meals." Hu Yi really had no choice.

"Old master, if the family can come together, why are we still here? Just say my family, there is no rice left in the pot tonight!" Wang Wen really wanted to strangle that prodigal woman to death!
"There is no food in the capital, there is a shortage of food in Shandong, there is a war in Xuanzhen, there is no hope in the northwest, and the chaos in Huguang and Miao is not over."

"We can only use water transport to transfer grain from the south of the Yangtze River..."

"But there's too little time, the refugees can't stand it anymore!"

Hu Yan's hair turned gray in a hurry, but there was still nothing he could do.

The courtiers were all frowning, and they were more worried about starvation at night at home.

"Old Madam Fu, I know that there is food everywhere, but..." Shi Pu hesitated to speak.

"Shi Shangshu, tell me quickly, this is life-saving food, I will borrow it myself!" Hu Wei was in a state of desperation.

"There is food in the temple."

hiss!
Many officials gasped.

The temple is a hornet's nest, and the emperor dare not poke it without seeing it.

Only punish domestic slaves, not temples, and avoid them like a tiger. Even the emperor who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is afraid, let alone the lords who have a vegetarian meal?
"Shi Shangshu, don't you have two Taoists and Buddhists in your family?" Lin Cong glared angrily!

This kind of hornet's nest, you only go crazy to poke it!
Whoever makes this suggestion is either stupid or bad.

"My old mother believed in Buddhism, but this was asked by Taifu Hu, and I just answered." Shi Pu had an innocent face.

"Can you talk nonsense? How many people in Beijing worship Taoism and believe in Buddhism? Don't you know?"

Lin Cong roared in a low voice: "Don't be ignorant, I am here to save you, if word gets out, your old life will be lost!"

Then he looked around angrily: "No one is allowed to spread the words today. Shi Shangshu is also for everyone's benefit, understand?"

"I will understand!" Baiguan replied.

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

"Okay, stop arguing."

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

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

Cui Gong said urgently: "Old Madam Fu, in the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Taizu did not dare to blatantly attack the temple. The chaos of religion and religion is worse than the chaos of refugees! Madam Fu, please think again!"

"It's just a loan, and you can pay some interest. After the grain is transported to Beijing, you can return it to them. You can ask for money or grain, and we will lose money."

Hu Wei believes that this is the only way out.

Don't look at the controversy between Confucianism and Buddhism in the court, but it's just a dispute.

However, if you use money and food, you will be at the root of the temple!

Temples are not easy to deal with.

"I can't borrow it."

Xiang Wenyao stood up to dissuade with fear on his face: "in the third year of Jingtai, the lower officials once presented a memorial to advise your majesty: abstain from traveling and eating, prohibit laziness from wandering and idleness in order to fulfill one's career, eliminate monks, Taoists, and Buddhists, and save time and money. Soothe the people. Monks and Daoists do not know the righteousness of rulers and ministers, and the relationship between father and son. It is degrading. If the monks do not get rid of it, they want to rule the world. It is difficult..."

"This is the original text of the memorial from the lower official. It was read out in Fengtian Hall at that time. You should remember it."

"But you know what?"

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

Xiang Wenyao smiled wryly: "The family who accepts Gongtong believes in Buddhism, but refuses to accept Gongtong from the family of officials, because the officials wrote this memorial!"

Hu Wei also knew that monks and Taoists are definitely a hornet's nest, and they dare not poke them unless they have to.

"It's just borrowing, even if you borrow at a high price." Hu Yi was at a loss.

Xiang Wenyao still shook his head and remained silent.

In fact, he wanted to say that the more refugees there were, the more prosperous the temple would be. Monks and Taoists would take the opportunity to recruit refugees into temple tenants and recruit more monks and Taoists into temples.

It can be said that for the dignitaries and temples in Beijing, this is a gluttonous feast.

Whoever influences them to eat fat and make a lot of money is their enemy!
They don't care whether the refugees will rebel or not, anyway, if they rebel, the emperor will support them, so what are they afraid of?Wouldn't it be better to change the emperor?
"That old man has nothing to do with it." Hu Min sighed.

"Old Madam Fu, I think what Wang Shaobao said is very true. Let me advise Your Majesty to ask the admiral of the Nine Gates, Liang Ping, to lead the army out of the city, so we just don't do anything..." Mu Zhuang gritted his teeth.

"To shut up!"

"The old master is worried about the lack of military strength? I wait for the servants to gather together, and we can fight!" Mu Zhuang became ruthless.

"You go to the palace and report to His Majesty, I can't help you! I wish Mu Shaoqing all the best!" Hu Wei didn't bother to scold him, this guy has a hole in his head.

If the refugees can be killed, why bother?
Don't forget, there is no food in the capital, and the refugees will increase every day, more and more, kill these refugees outside the city today, what about tomorrow?What about the day after tomorrow?Can it be finished?

Isn't this forcing Liangjiazi in Gyeonggi to rebel and make trouble?
Hu Wei was tired: "You wait until you figure out what to do, the old man is helpless."

"Your Majesty also said that you can rob or take captive, as long as you give food to the refugees and don't let the capital get into trouble."

"The old man listens to His Majesty, as long as the capital is not in chaos, you can do whatever you want. The old man pretends to be deaf and dumb, let's go."

"Old Madam!" Lin Cong and others tried to persuade him to stay.

Hu Wei's steps are firm, and these pig teammates really can't move.

When he got home, he saw his eldest son Hu Changning playing with birds and insects, and he was in a bad mood: "Changning, go yourself, bring the food at home, and go to set up a porridge shed outside the city."

"Ah?" Hu Changning was holding up the cage to tease the birds, and suddenly he was taken aback.

"Ah for what?"

"Hurry up, the porridge shed must be set up before dark."

"Let the refugees drink porridge, hurry up!"

Hu Wei wanted to urge him to make progress, but he was so upset that he didn't say anything.

"Oh."

Hu Changning's expression was stiff, with cold sweat streaming from his forehead: "Well, father, why did you set up a porridge shed? Food is so expensive in Beijing now..."

"If you ask you to set it up, go set it up, what are you doing?"

Hu Yu roared: "Before dark, the refugees must be given porridge. If they can't, the heads of our Hu family have to move!"

"Ah?" Hu Changning exclaimed, his body softened, and he leaned against the doorpost.

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

This is Hu Changning's favorite bird.

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

"Father, father..." Hu Changning hesitated and wanted to tell a lie, but he was too stupid to figure it out.

"to be frank!"

Hu Changning was taken aback. He was terrified of his father, so he put him down.

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

Hu Yan's eyes turned black: "Nie Zi! Nie Zi!"

Hu Changning was quite proud. He went to Gyeonggi to collect a lot of grain and sold it to the household department. He made a huge profit of more than 1000 taels. He didn't know how to spend so much money.

But seeing his father crumbling, he hurried to help him.

Snapped!
Hu Yan slapped him on the face: "The old man is wise, why did you give birth to such a stupid son! Why didn't you discuss it with the old man when you sold the grain?"

"That's all! Go call Lin Cong, Li Xian, Zhang Feng, Shi Pu and others!"

"Please! Hurry up! The old man is going to be mad at you!"

There were tears in the corners of Hu Wei's eyes, he thought 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 got slapped in the face!

……

On the way back to the palace.

Zhu Qiyu looked unhappy: "Preach the decree and read it to the refugees!"

"Just say that I was deceived by traitors, and your food was corrupted by these damned eunuchs. I will hand over the culprit to you, and you can dispose of it as you please! I have self-examination, especially outside the city, and set up a porridge shed every mile. With a full stomach, I will build a refugee camp to shelter you from the wind and rain. I am watching your situation every day, and I will help you clear up your grievances!"

"The edict of the emperor, the emperor, is too colloquial." Feng Xiao frowned.

"Talk to the common people, if you use classical Chinese, can they understand it? You have to know that it varies from person to person."

Zhu Qiyu smiled wryly: "Feng Xiao, I will give you all the power to set up porridge sheds outside the city, and I will give you the Emperor Sword, anyone can kill anyone! You must not let the capital get into chaos!"

"Servants receive the decree!" Feng Xiao knelt down to thank him.

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

"Decree to the Admiral's Mansion of the Nine Gates, from now on, martial law will be imposed in Beijing, and the gates of the city are not allowed to be opened without my imperial decree!"

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

Entering the Hall of Qinzheng, Zhu Qiyu took a sip of tea and said to Tan Chang: "You go in person and pass the decree to Cao Jixiang to let him speed up. Now the courtiers are so devastated that they have no time to take care of him. This is the best time to make money."

"Then send an order to Dongchang to ask Shu Liang to destroy all the factories and shops that make and sell incense. These will be used for the first batch of goods, and then the incense craftsmen will be recruited into the incense bureau."

Zhu Qiyu tapped his fingertips, and muttered: "The Incense Making Bureau was set up in the old prison warehouse, renamed the Incense Making Bureau, and ordered Shen Huai to lead Wu Xiang's right guard to guard the Incense Making Bureau."

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

It doesn't make the people below feel cold.

"Qin Chang, urge Cao Jixiang to be quick!" Zhu Qiyu was short of money and red-eyed.

Let Cao Jixiang out and steal 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 Pang on the city gate. After the announcement, he looked out of the city.

In Beijing, flowers are blooming like brocades, but outside Beijing is like a piece of white land.

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

As far as I can see, there is nothing but snow and soil, not even a single dead grass, and the land is thousands of miles away.

Refugees are everywhere, and although their clothes are not too bad, they are not too good, and they are all shaking with hunger.

"Your Majesty knows?" Liang Ping asked cautiously.

"Marquis Baoding, was it like this when you entered Beijing?" Feng Xiao asked.

"Not yet."

"There were refugees in Gyeonggi at that time, but not so many."

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

"Benhou also went to ask in person. The accents are all local. Most of them are sons of good families in Gyeonggi, and there are also tenants of big families. They were driven out to make a living."

Liang Ping smiled wryly: "Ben Hou just wrote the memorial, and I wanted to play it tomorrow morning, but I don't want you to come to announce the decree."

"Marquis Baoding has a heart."

Feng Xiao was in a good mood: "The emperor was furious outside the Meridian Gate today and asked all the officials in the capital to set up a porridge shed to help the refugees. I'm afraid it will be over in a few days."

But Liang Ping stopped talking.

"Marquis Baoding has something to say, although our family does not have much real power, but serving in front of the emperor is always a bit of a shame. If you can use our family's place, we have nothing to do with it."

Feng Xiao showed his love to Liang Pang, and he knew very well how much the emperor valued Liang Pang, so he naturally wanted to curry favor with him.

"Eunuch Feng has a heart-to-heart relationship with this Marquis, and this Marquis can't disobey Eunuch's kindness."

Liang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "Let me tell the truth, Ben Hou guesses that the refugees will gather more and more, because there is no food in Beijing!"

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

"Indeed, the emperor sold the imperial store, raised 19 taels of silver, and bought some grain in Beijing, which caused the price of grain in Beijing to rise sharply."

"But the water transportation has not been interrupted, and grain will enter Beijing every day."

"The emperor has also issued an imperial decree. The batch of grain in Beijing will temporarily solve Shandong's urgent need. From now on, the grain will be transported from Nanjing, and the money will come from the Ministry of Households and internal funds."

"Now that the imperial decree has come out of Beijing, Nanjing must be raising food and shipping it to Shandong."

"The Xuan Mansion's food has also been transported away, which is still sufficient."

"Maybe in the near future, the food in Beijing and China is not very abundant, but it will not be without food."

"Water transport will be transported to Beijing."

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

Seeing Feng Xiao's optimistic appearance, Liang Juan guessed that the emperor probably thought the same way.

I thought that the refugees in Gyeonggi were only suffering from ringworm and scabies.

"Eunuch Feng, please take a step to speak!"

Liang Jue took Feng Xiao to another place, and lowered his voice, "Let me tell the truth to Eunuch Feng, please be sure to convey what I said to Your Majesty!"

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

"To be honest with Eunuch Feng, when the news of the flood in Shandong spread to Beijing, the dignitaries in Beijing collected grain everywhere."

"The Marquis heard that the price of food in Gyeonggi has skyrocketed."

"Even the food in Tianjinwei, Tangshan, Baoding and other places has skyrocketed."

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

"After taking it away, sell it to the household department at a high price."

"Regardless of how much money the dignitaries have earned, there is no food in Beijing."

"The source of refugees in Gyeonggi is because big households sell food, some farmers follow suit and sell, and some farmers are forced to buy and sell."

"This has led to refugees everywhere, because they can't survive!"

"To put it bluntly, these refugees are all sons of good families in Gyeonggi!"

Liang Ping said with great certainty.

Feng Xiao was stunned, moved the corner of his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Marquis Baoding must be joking."

"The emperor speculates that there may be a disaster in the capital, and there are so many refugees before they have been reported to the court. How could it be because of the food?"

"This Marquis has absolutely no lies!"

"In the past few days, the Marquis has been in contact with the refugees, so I know this."

"The Marquis has written these circumstances into the memorial, please take it back and present it to His Majesty for reading."

With that said, Liang Pang took out another memorial from the armor. The memorial was sealed, and this was a secret disclosure.

Belongs to secret report.

Liang Juan made two preparations, one was to write a letter to the emperor in the court, and the other was to reveal the secret and report in secret.

I am worried that this matter involves too many officials, and I am worried that I will be retaliated against, so I am wise to protect myself.

Feng Xiao couldn't believe it: "If it's true what Baoding Hou said."

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

"If you don't wait for the grain to be transported by water, you will be able to overwhelm Gyeonggi!"

"Even transporting food by water can't keep up with the food consumption speed of the refugees!"

His body was weak, if he told the emperor about this situation, the emperor might kill the whole court!

No, killing all Chaotang will not find a solution!

"That's why the Marquis is worried!"

"Eunuch Feng, the top priority is not to help the victims!"

"It's about finding a way to get food! Enough food!" Liang Ping said while grabbing Feng Xiao.

That's right, once the porridge sheds help the refugees, it will actually cause some good families in the capital who still have a mouthful of food to abandon their homes and come to eat.

This creates a vicious circle.

There are more and more refugees, and the food transported by water is not enough to consume. When the food is really out one day, they will not hesitate to invade the capital and pull the emperor down!

Even, once the news of the free food distribution in Gyeonggi gets out, I am afraid that people from all provinces will travel thousands of miles to eat free food!
This will cause chaos in the world!

"Understand, understand, our family understands!"

Feng Xiao nodded desperately, with a flustered expression: "Thank you for reminding Hou Baoding, our family will go back to the palace right now, and report to the emperor, our family will never forget the great achievements of Marquis Baoding!"

He was incoherent.

I can't pass the decree, let alone send these sinners out of the city to be killed by the refugees!
Once the refugees see the blood, they will become fierce, who knows what disasters it will cause!
Fortunately, fortunately, Baodinghou is the emperor's man!
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Everything remains as it is!" Liang Pang was categorical.

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

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

……

Qinzheng Hall.

Zhu Qiyu was overjoyed when he heard Jin Zhong's report.

"Get back 37 taels of silver? Good! Jin Zhong! Well done!"

With money, the waist will be hardened.

I can finally do whatever I want!
"Declaration Fang Ying, recruiting soldiers, I recruited as if I was desperate, and recruited all the refugees among the refugees into the regiment camp! Work hard for me! Haha!"

Zhu Qiyu was overjoyed, if these 3 people were in the palm of his hand.

He is afraid of Yu Qian!

What if Yu Qian comes back?

What if Yu Qian and Hu Mu are combined?

I am not afraid!
With power in my left hand and soldiers in my right hand, I am the real emperor!Hahaha!

"Jin Zhong, you are doing well!"

Zhu Qiyu paced back and forth, happily, and patted Jin Zhong on the shoulder: "Jin Yiwei expands, go outside the city to pick people! Pick more! Expand wantonly! Qian Zhen is out!"

"Women are also recruited, especially those who are attractive. They are all recruited into Jinyiwei, trained well, and placed in the homes of civil and military officials to act as my eyes!"

"During Taizu's time, Taizu knew all about what the officials in Beijing said in their sleep!"

"This is all due to Jin Yiwei, I want to know!"

"Not just Gyeonggi!"

"Whatever people in the world say, I will know everything!"

"You are my eyes!"

Zhu Qiyu drifted away.

After being suppressed for too long, he finally stood up and became the master, flying every now and then.

"Smart children are also recruited, both boys and girls, and a small school will be set up in the palace, and I will take care of it myself."

"I entertained famous teachers to learn the classics, strategy, art of war, arithmetic, etc., and I personally trained a group of talents."

"These children will be my allegiance in the future."

Zhu Qiyu couldn't help smiling.

The feeling of being in control is great!
I can finally sleep soundly!

The next step is to draft girls to enrich the harem.

When I am in good health, I will start giving birth to a son.

Give birth to a few more sons, and the throne will be stable!

The smile on Zhu Qiyu's face couldn't be restrained, it was floating, even a gust of wind could blow it away.

It's such a comfortable feeling!

This is what it feels like to be an emperor!

Zhu Qiyu looked excited: "From now on, all 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."

"My lord, do you want to continue the investigation?"

"In that barren mountain, there is a big silver workshop!"

"Your servant thinks that this must be unusual." Jin Zhong asked.

Zhu Qiyu pondered, it is really unusual to set up a silver workshop outside the barren mountain.

Is this workshop owned by Zhang Fu?

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

"My servant checked and found that barren mountain is a mine, and the owner of the mine is Chen Xun's younger brother Chen Mian."

"But the slaves have been investigated, and it is simply a barren mountain, not a silver mine."

"So the servant thinks there is a ghost inside." Jin Zhong replied.

"Where's Chen Mian?"

"It was cut in half." Jin Zhong replied.

Zhu Qiyu pondered slightly: "I think it belongs to Zhang Fu."

Jin Zhong's eyes lit up: "This servant also thought it belonged to Zhang Fu!"

"Then let's look for evidence. When Zhang Fu returns to Beijing, he will be arrested and brought to justice." Zhu Qiyu said lightly.

As for who the silver making workshop is, it doesn't matter at all.

But at this time.

Feng Xiao ran in in a panic.

"What are you running for?" Zhu Qiyu scolded.

"My lord, it's not good!"

Feng Xiao's mouth was dry and he was out of breath.

Zhu Qiyu asked him to drink some water before talking.

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

Gulu Gulu drank two sips of water and knelt on the ground with a face full of horror.

Zhu Qiyu opened the memorial and saw that it exploded instantly!

"Crazy! Go crazy!"

"Are they really short of this little money?"

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

"However, farmers in Gyeonggi are forced to become refugees!"

"Sarcasm! The most ironic thing in the world is nothing more than this!"

"You're dumbfounded this time!"

"Hehehe!"

Zhu Qiyu smiled bitterly: "Do you think I can do whatever you want by supporting you?"

"Proclaim all the officials in the court, Chinese and military, and all the officials in Beijing to Fengtian Palace!"

"Not one less!"

"Get the Tianzi sword ready, I'm going to kill someone!"

Not killing is not enough to appease anger!
You really don't care about Daming Jiangshan, you know your petty profits, I sold the imperial store, and raised disaster relief funds!

You are using disaster relief money!

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

Okay, you are far away in Gyeonggi, you can't see the tragedy in Shandong, and you don't care about the people in Shandong. Okay, I can understand, but you can't force farmers to sell you rations!

You have turned back the people of Gyeonggi, you are dancing on the tip of a knife!
Water can carry a boat and can also overturn it!

You let the people have nothing to eat, what will they do?Use your brain!
Are you really short of a little money to sell food?
missing?

You have dozens of times more tea and flowers than this!
Even if a sesame official in Gyeonggi doesn't earn tens of thousands of taels of silver in what year?You look down on copper coins and precious banknotes!
Which entry and exit is not surrounded by front and back?Which one doesn't have more than a dozen wives and concubines?
Is it not enough?

It's fucking boring!

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

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