I am not Song Qinzong

Unlike Wei Jia's approachability, the wicker in the morning really left too many people with lingering fears.

It's just a matter of personal interests, how can we not ask?

Ordinary residents in the city of Kaifeng could not earn more than a hundred Wen a day, but villagers in the countryside could earn thirty or twenty Wen a day, which was a windfall.

Most people still rely on the output of the land, and the other is chickens, ducks, geese, pigs and sheep, but unfortunately they can't raise many.

If it is said that one can earn one hundred yuan a day, no, it is just cleaning the school grounds, and one hundred people can do it in half an hour.

This is really good money.

One hundred coins, it will have an infinite effect on returning to the hometown to resume production.

"The prince's order is to be carried out." Jun Bing shouted.

I really can't be bothered to explain.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys are naturally competent for cleaning, but not for anti-package.

In this way, of course, labor should be divided according to age.

98 Corruption

wow~

The clear river is tumbling endlessly, and countless dewbirds are swimming here and there.

Having just had a full meal, not only did he have strength in his body, but he also had hope in his heart.

Therefore, laughter continued.

On the top of the city, Zhao Huan looked at the cheerful crowd in the river with a blank expression on his face.

Behind him, the civil officials such as the county magistrate and others knelt on the ground.

Someone is going to be unlucky.

Bad luck!

Zhao Huan turned around and said, "What a guts! The three storehouses are all empty. No wonder the tens of thousands of disaster victims outside the city cannot be rescued."

"Your Highness, let me tell you!" Tong Judao Gu Dong said, "The jurisdiction of Sancang is all done by Yao Zheng. I can't interfere in the slightest. I really don't know the reason."

"You are a general judge and have the responsibility of supervision and supervision. Tens of thousands of living people are waiting to be fed, but you don't know the truth of the three warehouses?" Zhao Huan sneered.

The three warehouses are Changping warehouse, Yi warehouse and Guanghui warehouse.

Buy when there is plenty, buy when you are frugal, stabilize grain prices, prepare for famine, and benefit the people. This is a constant warehouse.

It was established by the government, and its main function was to store grain, stabilize grain prices, and relieve famine.

On weekdays, the food accumulated by the common people is collected, and in times of disaster, it is used to help the poor and the poor. This is the righteous storehouse.

It is voluntarily provided by the people, and its essence is government-supervised and privately run. It is not found everywhere, so let’s not mention it.

Those who collect extinct tenants and farmers, collect the rent and save it in the county of this state to relieve the old, young, poor, sick and unable to survive in this county. If there is surplus, it can be used in other areas. This is the Guanghui warehouse.

Its source of income is unowned land. To be precise, the land of extinct households is returned to the government and rented out to collect grain.

The effect of these three kinds of warehouses on leveling food prices and relieving disasters cannot be underestimated.

Especially the Changping warehouse, which is the basic configuration except for the border states and counties.

However, when Liu Ziyi took people to inspect the third warehouse, they saw only an empty warehouse.

There are no righteous warehouses and Guanghui warehouses, and the mice in Changping warehouses have to walk away with tears.

"There is no Yicang, I can understand it, but there is no Guanghuicang, how can I believe it?" Zhao Huan said leisurely.

He was not in a hurry, nor did he seem angry.

How is it possible?

With a household registration of 35 in Runzhou, how could there be no extinct households?

Over time, officials should not have too much land!

According to common sense, the size of Guanghui warehouse should not be too small.

"Your Highness, it's true that there has been no Guanghui warehouse, it's not that I've been greedy for ink." Gu Dong said.

"It doesn't matter what you say, let's see what Yao Zheng said." Zhao Huan sneered, and then said: "How does Chang Pingcang explain it?"

Gu Dong was silent.

The Changping warehouse is empty, how can there be room for excuse?

Hey~ Zhao Huan sighed, and said: "All the officials are here, is there anyone who is willing to help my palace?"

"Your servant has something to say!" Said Cao Wu Luo Ping.

"Say." Zhao Huan said.

Among the officials big and small in Runzhou, Luo Ping was the only one who could make the crown prince take a second look.

Because Wei Jia and the others said that the big congee giver was Luo Ping.

Although the poor man did not have much money, the porridge donated was not as thick as the prince's, but it was not a clear soup with little water, and it was indeed a relatively good porridge, which helped the victims a lot.

At least, those old and weak women and children were able to persist until the crown prince came, thanks to Luo Ping's contribution.

"Changping Warehouse Affairs is originally subordinate to the criminal officer of this road, but the actual decisions are made by Yao Zheng and Gu Dong.

When Yao Zheng took office, the Changping granary was already in short supply. It was supposed to store 20 shi of grain, which was not enough. There were only more than [-] shi of grain.

Later, Yao Zheng conspired with Gu Dong and other officials, large and small, to divide the grain into two granaries, and local rich and wealthy people also paid for the purchase of the exorbitant households, and the money was divided among officials at all levels. "

Hearing Luo Ping shake off the truth and falsehood, Gu Dong and others all turned pale.

The more than [-] soldiers next to him stared at each other with knives and guns, making them paralyzed on the ground and unable to get up.

Zhao Huan asked: "Is there an account book?"

"Yes." Luo Ping said: "Every time a conspiracy is conspired, the guilty officials are involved, and everything is recorded in the book."

"You call yourself a criminal minister, and you probably participated in the division, how much will you gain?" Zhao Huan asked.

"Don't dare to lie to Your Highness, the sinner's income is about three thousand pens." Luo Ping said.