I became the son of Renzong

"This famine is not a disaster for one prefecture and one county. The entire Hebei Road and Jingzhao Prefecture are almost in a state of failure, and the number of people affected by the disaster is as high as one million. If the imperial court does not open the Changping warehouse, millions of refugees will come to Beijing. Once If you make a mess, the consequences are unimaginable."

"A poor harvest or even a complete harvest is a foregone conclusion. Opening the Changping warehouse now will inevitably lead to looting by the people in order to obtain food preparations before next year's winter wheat harvest."

"The Changping warehouse will be emptied quickly, so the imperial court will do nothing to resettle the victims. That is the disaster, the biggest disaster. I think that the Changping warehouse has to keep the food this year, so as to ensure It is used by the imperial court to give porridge to calm the people."

The ministers shouted, but Fu Bi looked at Zhao Xi and his father.

It is not that there were no famines in the early years of the Kingdom, even if the disaster was less than half of what it is today, the officials would already be restless.

Strange now.Not only is His Royal Highness the crown prince confident, but even the officials seem to be watching the fun.

Officials are not masters who can hide things. In such a disaster, they can still listen to people's nonsense with great interest, without asking the relatives for their opinions on how to deal with it.It's so abnormal!

Zhao Xi's mind was on the market, focusing on the intentions of those merchants, and occasionally thinking about the position of courtiers and workers.

In his opinion, even if the ministers were involved in this matter, they would not dare to be blatant.Just like this court meeting, every sentence has to stand.

Therefore, I didn't spend too much time thinking about the court.There is no time to think about the court.

Even this morning, he felt that it was a bit of a waste of time. At this time, he most needed to use the Imperial City Department to grasp the dynamic changes in these three places so that he could make the most timely and appropriate response.

Therefore, the mind is not in the court at all.

"Chen Fubi asks for the right answer!"

Uh...has morning been over?Needless to say, there will certainly be no conclusions.

But Fubi asked to play right?This matter...~The courtiers seldom ask for permission, and most of them are officials who leave words.

In the early years, when the courts were fighting each other, every time the husband asked himself to play the right thing, one or two would be demoted after the job was over.

Over the years this has become noticeably less...

However, when they arrived at the Chuigong Hall, Fu Bi stared blankly at Zhao Zhen and his son without saying a word.

It's a mess!To be honest, it is really unreasonable not to say hello to Zhizai for such a big event.

The only excuse is that Zhao Xi did not use the channels of the imperial court, nor did he use the authority of the imperial court, but simply operated in the name of merchants.

Zhao Xi was calm, but Zhao Zhen couldn't do it anymore.

For so many years, I have never done such a big thing on my own initiative.He didn't make a clear distinction between merchants and the court.

In Zhao Zhen's heart, he and his son are the court.

It's a shame to hide it from my husbands.

"Xi'er..."

"Oh, daddy, rich minister, this is written by Xi, whether it can be used or not, still needs to be decided by the court..."

"On the Resettlement of Refugees" was prepared by Zhao Xi during this time, hoping to use some plans for future generations to standardize the management of disaster victims today.

Seeing Fu Bi's reluctance, Zhao Xi was worrying about the opportunity, so this was just right.

Chapter 250

Fu Bi was quite interested in His Royal Highness' memorials.

But that's not the purpose of his stay.

The memorial should be read, but people still haven't left after reading it.

Not only did he not leave, he didn't even say a word, and continued to stare at the father and son...

well!In the end, it is the old fox. On this point, the old man is still a grade behind.

No, Dad seems to feel guilty.

"Fu Xiang, can you go out of the palace with Xi?"

Zhao Xi really didn't want to see his father like this.Since it was to be disclosed, there was no need to say something and keep some, and simply opened it all up to let Fu Bi understand all the processes and plans.

"can."

The first sentence of playing right is left, it is still such a simple sentence.

Zhao Xi took Fu Bi out through the side gate of the East Palace, without using his own carriage or guard of honor.

After leaving Da Nei, I used that old carriage until I got outside Bianliang City before changing to a new carriage.

During this period of time, even if Zhao Xi went out to the workshop city, it was like this.With Fu Bi, he had to be more cautious.

Few merchants pay attention to the workshop city.This is the money inspector and the military inspector. Let alone not interested, even if they are interested, they may be caught as spies.

In this large area, there is no need for the guard battalion to worry about it. The original military supervisor craftsman, together with the Imperial City Secretary and the newly recruited soldiers, take this place seriously.

The confidentiality regulations and confidentiality agreements are not only related to the secrets of the country and the court, but also closely related to their own lives.

As long as they are craftsmen and soldiers of the Military Weapons Supervisor or Qianjian, almost the whole family is working for the system of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Such as wool spinning, such as military sleeping bags, such as the tables and chairs of the guard camp, such as the carriage workshop...

These craftsmen are considered to be well-to-do families in Bianliang City, and no one would be willing to make a living.

There is no need to explain, not only the daily military training, but even the patrolling and guarding of the workshop city, are spontaneously and consciously expanding the scope.

It was still far away from the workshop city, and Zhao Xi's carriage had already stopped three or four times. Each time, someone carefully checked the cards in Wang Zhongzheng's hand. Even if they knew that they were His Royal Highness's servants, they never slacked off.

"Every time? Why didn't the princes of the court come here to check?"

"Returning to the rich minister, the last time was an imperial edict. The daily inspection should not be lax for anyone."

"The same is true for Your Highness?"

"However, even if I enter the workshop city, I will still be inspected. Because someone let me pass an inspection, I was suspended for three months without pay."

The workshop city, and even all the livelihoods that Zhao Xi tossed about, were all based on the system.

When he was still exchanging new coins, he heard His Royal Highness talk about the specifications of the rail carriages, and now that he saw it, Fu Bi had a real sense of it.

How should I put it, it shocked him a little.

He counted the wheels of the carriage, eight rows, or sixteen wheels.The whole carriage is almost as big as two or three rooms.

The eight horses are lined up in order from front to back, and the distance between the sleepers on the track below is exactly the distance that the horses can take.This prevents the horses from touching and colliding with each other, and keeps them moving at a uniform speed.

The driver drove the horse, the wheels were stuck on the track, and the carriage moved forward quickly.