I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Seeing this number, the corners of Xia Yuanji's mouth twitched wildly.

It seemed that there was going to be a war. He had worked hard and had just collected the food needed by the army, but before he could catch his breath, another master came to the door.

This old Zhu's people really don't treat their officials as human beings!

This day is as busy as an animal, so I can't let me rest.

Looking down at the memorial, and looking up at Zhu Zhangui who was drinking tea, Xia Yuanji said helplessly: "Your Highness, I really can't get out so much food, or... look at the people in our household department, How much jerky can be made from the flesh on your body. Then you send us to Shandong and use it as food for disaster relief."

Zhu Zhangui frowned and looked at Xia Yuanji with a bitter face, "You really have no food for such a big household."

Xia Yuanji raised his finger to the sky, "Heaven and earth conscience, if you don't believe it, Your Highness, go to the warehouse of the household department to look for yourself. Except for the food needed by Beizheng, you will take away everything you find."

"Yes, Your Highness, we are really out of food."

The household servant next to him also nodded with a bitter face.

"If there is no need to prepare military rations for Beizheng, we will give you this ration, but now our household department, not to mention [-] shi of grain, even [-] shi, our household department can't even come up with it!"

Looking at the two whose faces were about to drip bitter gourd juice, Zhu Zhangui rolled his eyes, leaned into Xia Yuanji's ear, and whispered something.

Xia Yuanji, who was originally planning to refuse no matter what Zhu Zhangui said, heard Zhu Zhangui's whisper, his eyes lit up instantly, and he grabbed Zhu Zhangui's hand.

"What you said is true. There is really a mountain of silver and three crops of grain a year."

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile.

"When did I lie to you? There is indeed a silver mountain in that place, and the grain production I mentioned is a place, and I saw it with my own eyes."

"Peng!"

After getting the confirmation, Xia Yuanji suddenly stood up, slapped the table hard, and said with compassion:

"The disaster victims in Shandong are suffering from hunger. As the minister of the household department, how can I see these people suffering from hunger?"

After all, he looked at Zhu Zhangui, "His Royal Highness admires the loyal servants who saved the people. Our household department took the [-] shi of grain. Even if all the colleagues are starving, we must collect the grain."

As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers, "His Royal Highness, wait for me for three days, and I will hand over this batch of food to you in three days."

After finishing speaking, Xia Yuanji hurried out without even saying hello.

But as soon as he reached the door, he turned around again, grabbed Zhu Zhangui's hand, and confirmed with a serious expression.

"I still don't believe it. You swear that there are mountains of silver and more food than you can eat three times a year."

Zhu Zhangui raised his hand dumbfounded.

"Okay, I swear, if I lie to you, I will give half of the profits of the store under my name to the Ministry of Households."

"Shh!"

As soon as Zhu Zhangui finished speaking, Xia Yuanji took out a piece of paper and began to write.

The flamboyant wrote what Zhu Zhangui said, and Xia Yuanji handed the paper to Zhu Zhangui with a smile on his face.

"His Royal Highness, press your fingerprint!"

Zhu Zhangui: "..."

Chapter 99: The Kong Family: Our profession is a fool's errand.

I have to say that people are really capable of doing things when they are stimulated.

Xia Yuanji, an old guy, didn't know what supernatural power he used, but he actually managed to gather [-] shi of grain in three days.

Disaster relief is like fire fighting.

The old man was worried about what was going on in Shandong, and he urged Zhu Zhangui to leave, regardless of his grandson just getting married and before the honeymoon period.

Fortunately, Zhao Linger and Ji Yun, who just got married, are not those little fairies of later generations.

Although he was a little reluctant to leave her husband just after getting married, he still obediently helped Zhu Zhangui prepare everything, and told Zhu Zhangui to take good care of his body.

At dawn the next day, Zhu Zhangui bid farewell to his two reluctant wives, and his father and mother who kept telling him, and set off with 5000 infantry and 2000 cavalry from the Shenji Battalion to escort the food prepared by the household department.

Regarding the marching route, Zhu Zhangui decided to go north to the canal first, and then go up the river by boat to reach the disaster area as quickly as possible.

Jinan Prefecture was the most severely affected by the disaster in Shandong this time. Dongchang Prefecture and Gunzhou Prefecture were only affected by disasters in a few places.

Qingzhou Prefecture and Laizhou Prefecture, Dengzhou Prefecture, which are close to the sea, are also a bit dry, but it does not have much impact, and they can almost guarantee their own supply.

In other words, as long as Zhu Zhangui handles the disaster in Jinan this time, the disaster in Shandong will be completely subsided.

The news that Zhu Zhangui, the grandson of the imperial court, brought a large amount of food for disaster relief, quickly spread to Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province.

The victims were eager to hear the news, waiting for the lord to bring food to survive as soon as possible.

Those officials who had the people in their hearts were also very happy, they kept comforting the victims and waited for the arrival of His Royal Highness.

Of course, there are happy people and unhappy people.

These unhappy people are the wealthy grain merchants in Jinan Prefecture.

In Jinan City, a gorgeous compound.

The hall was full of people, and a man in gorgeous clothes was having a heated conversation.

Some raised their hands and spoke loudly.

Some whispered in their ears and spoke secret words.

"Everyone!"

A middle-aged man stood up and pressed his hands at the people who were talking.

The middle-aged man obviously had a certain prestige. Following his greeting, everyone fell silent and looked at him one after another.

"Cough cough..."

The middle-aged man cleared his throat, looked at everyone and said solemnly: "The news must be clear to everyone. The imperial court sent relief food, and even sent the grandson to personally escort it. I believe it will arrive within two days. .”

Everyone's faces were not good-looking, and it was obvious that the grandson was not welcome.

"I called everyone here today just to discuss the next step."

Just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a rich and fat man stood up.

"There's no need to discuss this. The grandson will come here. Our food is bought with real money. He can't rely on his status to force us to give the food to the untouchables outside!"

"It's just...we are all engaged in serious business. We have not violated the law, and our taxes have not been lowered by the court. If he dares to force us to hand over the grain, he will not be afraid of causing civil uprising. I'm afraid it won't be guaranteed."

"Hehe, brother Ning's words are wrong. He is not a grandson, he is still just a prince."

"Haha, then there is no need to be afraid of him. If he dares to do anything excessive, we will jointly write a letter and swear at him, and then use our relationship to impeach him. I am afraid that he will be impeached for the rest of his life." Don't even think about being a grandson."

Hearing the noise below, the middle-aged man frowned, and looked at a white-bearded old man sitting on the main seat.

Noticing the gaze of the middle-aged man, the old man shook his head.

My son's prestige is still a little bit low, it seems that he, an old guy, needs to come forward.

"uh-huh!"

The old man coughed, and a young maid beside him stepped forward and opened his mouth.

The old man spit out the thick phlegm with a mouthful, and another young maid stepped forward and wiped his mouth.

The people below fell silent the moment the old man coughed.

"According to the information that this old man got, this His Highness the grandson is not simple. It is said that he is very favored by the emperor, and he also holds the three major battalions of the Shenji Battalion in his hands. This time, he came here with the Shenji Battalion It is obvious that the emperor has handed over the power of disposal to him, and may even have given the order to use the knife."

The old man's news made everyone below look ugly.

These people are not afraid to talk, they eat this bowl of rice, talk, they have plenty of time.

They didn't believe it anymore. Those who came down from the imperial court could spend time with them regardless of the life and death of the disaster victims outside.

If the other party really intends to spend time with them, they will use their people to make the victims riot, and then find a way to use their relationship to get the court to change to an obedient one.

At first they heard that the imperial court sent the grandson this time, so they didn't feel nervous at all.

The son of the royal family, a canary raised in the deep palace, knows what kind of human heart and morals.

When the time comes, take good care of her and send more beauties to serve her. It is easier to let the beauties listen to her than to deal with those imperial envoys.

So they didn't care about it at all, they just should eat, drink, and play.

As for the life and death of the victims, it's none of their business. They won't sell food if the price doesn't find what they want.

Unexpectedly, what the old man said today seems to be different from what they thought.

This His Highness the grandson came here with a knife, and may have even brought the emperor's secret decree.

As the saying goes, when a scholar meets a soldier, the reason is unclear.

People don't tell you this or that at all.

The knife rests on your neck, allowing you to sell food at a low price, but not to sell the whole family to death.

At that point, either bet that the other party will not dare to kill, or honestly sell the food at a low price.

"Mr. Lin, since you called everyone here, you must have a solution, right?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and one of them noticed the old man with a calm expression, his eyes lit up, and he stood up and asked.

The old man smiled confidently.

"There is really a way, Mr. Lin is worthy of being Mr. Lin, please tell me, I will be grateful for waiting."

"Yes, Mr. Lin, as long as we can keep our food from being confiscated by the imperial court, I will be grateful."

"Okay, everyone be quiet, let's listen to Mr. Lin first."

As everyone quieted down, Elder Lin coughed again, and another young maid stepped forward and opened her mouth.

After spitting out another mouthful of thick phlegm, Elder Lin looked at the crowd and said, "The great-grandson has a noble status. If he is violent, we can't do anything about him, but everyone, don't forget, where are we? We have a , who even the emperor dare not touch."

As soon as this remark came out, many people were suddenly stunned.

"You always talk about the Confucius family in Qufu."

"That's right, the Kong family is a family of saints. Let alone the little grandson, even when the emperor Taizu was alive, he didn't dare to make things difficult for the Kong family."

"Although that's the case, we don't have a deep relationship with the Kong family. Even if we know each other, our status in the Kong family is not too high."

"You are stupid! Since Mr. Lin proposed this method, it means that he knows the high-level figures of the Kong family."

In an instant...everyone looked at Mr. Lin, expecting his answer.

Mr. Lin nodded with a smile, "Kong Kexuan of the Kong family and I are best friends. Some time ago, when I exchanged letters with him, I talked about this matter. He once said that if you have any difficulties, you can ask him for help. "

"I gave him a letter two days ago and mentioned this idea to him. He said he was willing to help, and he would help unconditionally."

After Old Lin finished speaking, everyone below was filled with joy.

One after another sighed.

"Worthy of being the queen of a sage, this kind of demeanor and demeanor are hard for ordinary people to match."

"Mr. Kong Kexuan is not only extraordinary in bearing, but also has a great literary talent. I have had the honor to read his poems and essays, and I am astonished. His talents and learning are probably beyond the reach of Li Bai and Du Fu."

"That's right, I was also lucky enough to see the calligraphy of Mr. Kong Kexuan. It's as if Wang Xizhi is still alive, and he can be called the number one calligraphy family in Ming Dynasty."

Hearing the shameless flattery below, Mr. Lin felt disgusted for a while.

It is difficult to return Li Bai and Du Fu.

As for the broken poem he wrote, the dog shook his head when he read it.

Return Wang Xizhi alive.

As far as his handwriting is concerned, even a chicken paw dipped in ink and walking a few steps is better than his handwriting.

Although I felt disgusted listening to it, there was a smile on Mr. Lin's face that I also agreed with.

No way, who let them hang out in Jinan Mansion, and that guy's surname is Kong?

Soon, everyone made a plan.

That is, various grain shops and granaries put up the signboards of the Kong family one after another, and temporarily attached themselves to the name of the Kong family.

Of course, everyone would not be so stupid as to use the name of the Kong family for nothing.

In the name of buying calligraphy and painting, all the people present took out some silver and bought the pen and ink of the famous Kong Keyi.

Some people even sent out beautiful maids, nicknamed Hongxiu Tianxiang, to serve this Confucian master to write books and paint.