Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

There is something evil in Shandong, this is what Xie Jin said.

He said that Shandong is close to the sea, but droughts occur every other time, almost the same as in Shaanxi.

Jinan's first spring rain this year is long overdue.

In the Chief Envoy Siyamen, Chang Yu and Qian Hui stood in front of the hall and looked at the sky, with worried expressions on their faces.

"This spring rain is late!"

Chang Yu said anxiously: "There will be another drought. I am afraid that the taxation of this place in Shandong this year will not be able to be seen!"

Qian Hui knew that his heart knot was that he was worried that he would have no political achievements and that promotion would be useless by that time.

But he is also waiting!

If Chang Yu flew up to the capital, he would be very sure that he could take over Chang Yu's position and become the top civilian official in Shandong.

"My lord, that family has been very low-key recently. If there is a drought this year, beware of land mergers!"

Qian Hui's voice was low, with a little exhortation.

Chang Yu turned around with his hand and sighed, "Jin Youzi is here, and Yan Dajian is here. Fang Xing doesn't know when he will be back. This year's Shandong is afraid that he will be uneasy. I just hope..."

His lips squirmed, but he didn't express his hope.

Qian Hui nodded and said: "It shouldn't be. That family has been very low-key in recent years. His Majesty gave a compliment last year."

Chang Yu said helplessly: "Your Majesty is to appease the gentry, but there are so many gentry, wherever they can take care of them one by one, then his house will be used as a memorial archway."

Qian Hui smiled and said: "Whether the archway is deep-rooted, your majesty should not move his house easily. Of course, if his family doesn't know anything about it, he has to mix with local affairs. The food is too ugly... Then your majesty's temperament can be justified. I'm not sure."

Chang Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "The officer was worried about Fang Wake. Think about that year... that wall collapsed."

Qian Hui was surprised, and then laughed.

Both of them thought of the approach that was almost a prank. Afterwards, the family stomped and scolded and it didn't help. Zhu Di didn't react at all.

This shows that the royal attitude towards that family is really similar to the archway.

The archway should be erected, but beware of the ambition of the archway.

So after Zhu Di didn't react, the family began to dormant very vigilantly.

This is something that has been handed down for many years. It is most useful to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and no one else can learn it.

"Sir, Lord Jin and they are back."

Jin Youzi came in wearing a hat, and seeing Chang Yu and Qian Hui in front of the hall, he said: "My official went down to take a look. This year, there will be some droughts. The local area should pay attention to it. The ditches need to be cleaned up, and the well is to be drilled. "

This is a bit overwhelming, but Chang Yu and the other two did not care.

"It means a little drought. The officer went to the countryside to ask an old farmer yesterday. He said that there was a problem, but it shouldn't be terrible."

The three of them entered the lobby and sat down, and then Yan Dajian also came.

"The situation is not very good. The people are a little worried about this year's harvest. The officials have asked several grain shops and they are also watching."

Jin Youzi said coldly: "What are you watching? Not to mention the granary in Shandong, but the food hoarded around the capital is more than enough to feed the people in Shandong. But..."

Jin Youzi's eyes became more stern, and said: "It's time to check the granaries everywhere."

Chang Yu's heart shuddered, and said, "This official will make arrangements right away."

...

Qingzhou Fucheng is full of spring rains.

The drizzle rain fell on the fields, only moistening a thin layer, but not enough to protect the cultivation.

There were many farmers standing in the field. Some people dig up some dirt and said disappointedly: "Not enough!"

Everyone is looking at the sky, hoping that the spring rain will turn from strands to downpours.

"God thief! Even a flood is better than a drought!"

"Forget it, I can cultivate it anyway, I'll keep an eye on it."

An old man was persuading, "Which family doesn't have any grains? Stop it. When you turn back, the government will definitely come to check."

"Check the fart! The Texas area was dry a few days ago, and more than a thousand people were panicking after eating their laurels. There was no movement from the government. Instead, the gentry gave some food."

"Well, I also know about this. The gentry used to build bridges and pave the way, but now the fields have been taken back, and their lives are not easy!"

"But where are our days?"

When the old man heard those young people expressing dissatisfaction with what happened to the gentry, he cursed: "Your Majesty has also reduced the food tax by 10% this year. Why don't you praise it?"

Those young people felt embarrassed when they heard it. Some people said, "But that's a food tax that can only be exempted when there is a lot of food."

There was no way to say this. The old man took off the hemp shoes under his feet and rushed to the young man who was talking.

The young man is his junior. Seeing him vicious, he turned and ran.

The two ran one by one, and everyone on the side was laughing until a group of knights slowly approached.

Fang Xing saw the fight. He dismounted and walked into the field. He reached out and touched the soil. He got up and said, "This year's rain is low. Why doesn't Qingzhou government come out to organize the people to save themselves?"

No one answered this question. When the people saw Fang Xing and the group pondering the dirt, some people whispered: "Could your majesty send someone down to watch it?"

Although they sympathized with the gentry, it was because of interest.

They also support the emperor who has reduced the food tax by 10% this year.

Yes, just like faith, the people of China are always fraternity.

Fang Xing clapped his hands and walked over, and the farmers immediately began to gather.

This is alert.

Fang Xing asked with a smile, "Looking at this spring rain, I'm afraid it won't reach the fields to quench thirst. Didn't everyone divert water to dig a well?"

No one talked to him, Fang Xing was not embarrassed, and said to himself: "I only came from Jinan here. The local government is organizing the people to repair the water canal, and they also funded people to help the people dig wells!"

The old man finally couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the nobleman, the government in Jinan really takes care of it?"

Fang Xing nodded and said, "I'm in charge, and I'll pay for food."

Fang Xing not only made troubles among the people, because most people now have some surplus food, which is far from the point of famine.

He would like to see the performance of the local government.

When the old man heard this, he was a little dissatisfied and said: "No! The local government sent a few small officials down to take a look, saying that they were looking back and thinking about a solution, but now that no one is coming."

Fang Xing nodded, and then walked out of the field.

"Bah! This is to entertain the grandpas!"

A young man saw Fang Xing calmly, but looked like an ordinary trader, and felt that it was not worth it that he was shocked by him just now.

The sound was not loud, Fang Xing didn't hear it.

After he got on the horse, he turned to look at these farmers and said, "Don't worry, as long as there are government offices, people will not starve to death in the future."

A group of farmers watched Fang Xing wait for others to leave, and some people cursed: "What kind of pretense? What **** government! When can you see them when something goes wrong?"

"Dog stuff! If it weren't on the edge of the avenue, we could kill them just now."

The eyes of the honest farmers gradually became more hideous.

The world is in chaos, what **** rules, what **** laws, let's talk about death.

All the way up I woke up and saw a faint numbness.

The drought is not serious this time, and the price of food is not high, so there is no need to worry about starving to death.

But the emperor will exempt the food tax this year, and everyone is looking forward to a good day.

The emergence of drought is like cold water poured on this expectation.

...

There are two large granaries in Qingzhou Mansion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The last time there was a severe drought, there were a lot less inspections, and then people fell to the ground.

After that time, Shandong can also be regarded as a good face. Although there are some small disasters from time to time, there has never been a gap in food.

So Bai Qing was very lazy, and the sun was shining warmly on him, so he just sat in the concierge and dozed off.

He vaguely heard the sound of horseshoes, but he didn't bother to open his eyes.

Daming is not bad for food now, the Japanese pirates have disappeared, and the Maitreya church members have gone home because they can eat their food...

So the sergeants guarding the granary are lazy in the barracks.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the direction of the door, and Bai Qing raised his head in a daze, and saw that the door had flown in.

A group of cavalry rushed in.

"You...who are you?"