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

Lu Xin instantly understood that he was talking too much.

Taisun knew what was going to happen next, what nonsense he was talking here.

"I retire!"

Soon, the Shenji Camp set up camp outside the city.

Groups of soldiers began to patrol the victims and camps.

Under the yelling of the officers and soldiers, the victims, men, women, old and young, were separated, carrying various utensils, and lined up, looking eagerly at the cauldron with white smoke.

The strong aroma of rice in the air caused everyone to salivate and couldn't help swallowing wildly.

Zhu Zhangui didn't rest either, and was leading people to inspect everywhere.

Anyone who is sick or injured will be treated together in a centralized manner.

At first, these people thought that Zhu Zhangui was afraid that they would cause an epidemic and wanted to deal with them.

Although they were terrified to death, they did not resist. They just begged loudly, hoping to exchange their lives for more food for their families.

But later they got an explanation from the medical officer, saying that they were treating their illnesses and injuries, not disposing of them, so they were so excited that they burst into tears.

In the year of disaster, these people are a drag.

In this year and month, the living can no longer survive, and those who are sick and injured are simply left alone.

In the past, when disasters happened, the imperial court would send people down to clean up the sick and injured as soon as possible.

After the great disaster, there must be a great epidemic.

Most of the starting and ending points of these epidemics are the sick and injured people.

Still the same sentence, the normal living people can't be controlled by the imperial court. These half-dead injured patients, let alone whether they can be cured, even if they are cured, they will not live long because they have no money to adjust and supplement nutrition later.

For unnecessary waste, they are the first to be cleared every time a disaster is dealt with.

"The sanitation must be done well everywhere. Public huts are built, defecation is not allowed anywhere, and soldiers are asked to patrol at 12 hours a day. If anyone who disobeys is found, he will be fined to clean the hut. If there are any offenders, the tools for eucalyptus will be confiscated."

Zhu Zhangui led people to inspect various places, and kept explaining the precautions.

When it was discovered that the victims were defecating indiscriminately, they immediately ordered the establishment of public huts.

Hygiene can't be sloppy.

In an environment with very poor sanitation and medical conditions in ancient times, if you didn't pay attention, it would not be one or two people who died, but the whole city.

The recording officer who followed behind heard Zhu Zhangui's punishment decision, his face was full of admiration.

Good guy, as expected of His Royal Highness, this castration is so civilized.

"what!"

When he reached the porridge shed, Zhu Zhangui stopped suddenly and frowned at the victims who lined up to receive porridge.

"Your Highness, is there something wrong?"

Lu Xin, who was accompanying him, looked suspiciously at the victims queuing up, but found nothing strange.

Zhu Zhangui pointed to some people in the team of victims.

"Do you think they look like disaster victims?"

"Which disaster victim have you seen dressed so well? And the utensils used to hold the porridge are all clean, and they also despise other disaster victims who are queuing up."

Lu Xin read it again after hearing the words.

Looking at it, I found that among the victims queuing up, there were some well-dressed, good-looking people holding clean utensils.

"These bastards, I will drive them away."

Lu Xin still doesn't understand, this must be the big families in the city, in order to save stuttering, they let the servants of the family come over to eat.

These people are really good at business, and it only took a long time to send people over. Why didn't they be so active when they donated food, but it's unreasonable.

I was supposed to be punished, but I still put eye drops on me in front of my grandson, do you guys think I died too slowly?

Zhu Zhangui shook his head helplessly.

How did Lu Xin become the chief envoy? The way he handles things is so rough, can't he use his brain?

These people who lined up did not disturb the order of the queue, nor did they disobey the imperial court's order.

What reason do you use to drive people away?

You say that they are not disaster victims, how can you prove that they are not.

Can't the disaster victims love cleanliness?

Stretching out his hand to drag Lu Xin back with an angry face, Zhu Zhangui waved to a soldier and explained a few words in a low voice.

Lu Xin, who was listening next to him, looked at the soldiers leaving quickly, and asked Zhu Zhangui in confusion: "Your Highness, add some sand, gravel and soil to the pot, and these people can be driven away."

Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly, ignored the stupid guy, turned around and left.

Still follow an officer beside Zhu Zhangui to solve Lu Xin's confusion.

"Lord Lu, you may be from a wealthy family, which you don't quite understand."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xin quickly clasped his hands and said, "I also ask the general to clear up my doubts."

The officer smiled, returned the salute and explained:

"When I was young, my family suffered from disasters. At that time, I was so hungry that I wanted to chew on rocks. Let alone adding some sand, gravel and soil to the pot, even soaking dog poop and throwing it in, I would still eat it."

"People are starving to death, so why would they care about this?"

"And now it's different."

"Don't mention that there is sand, gravel and mud in it, even if a little dust is scraped off, I feel dirty, let alone let me eat it."

As he spoke, the officer pointed to those cleanly dressed people.

"Although they are all servants and servants, the food in those rich families' homes can't be said to be good, but at least they are clean."

"Once this good life passes for a long time, people will not be able to bear the hardships. Let them drink rice porridge full of sand and dust, and they will not be able to drink it."

"Of course, if they can really bite their teeth and drink it, I have nothing to say."

After finishing speaking, he smiled and followed Zhu Zhangui with strides.

After hearing this, Lu Xin suddenly realized.

Yes, as long as the victims have a stutter, in order to survive, they even eat bark and grass roots, and rice porridge mixed with sand, gravel and soil is nothing.

And those who eat and drink, even if they forcefully drink this time, they will not come next time.

Alas, as expected of His Majesty's most valued grandson.

For things that are very difficult to solve in my own opinion, people just think about it and think of a solution.

Sure enough, this method soon worked.

After receiving the order, the soldiers cooking rice porridge grabbed two handfuls of sand and mixed it into the pot directly under the stunned eyes of the victims.

"Hey, hey, military man, how can we eat like this?"

A cleanly dressed guy immediately exclaimed when he saw this scene.

Originally, he didn't want to drink the rice porridge that the disaster victims drank. If the master at home didn't order him, he wouldn't even come.

When I came here, I looked at the clean pot and rice porridge, and thought it was pretty good. I will eat here in the future, and I can save some for my family.

I even thought about calling my family over later, so I could save a little bit.

Just when he was thinking of going back to save money and changing to a girl with yellow flowers, he saw soldiers mixing two handfuls of sand into it.

The rice porridge was mixed with soil, which made it impossible for him to drink it.

The porridge cook glanced at him, and said coldly, "Drink it if you want, get out if you don't, I'm not your father, I can't get used to your stinking problem."

The soldier's words made him so angry, and relying on his job in the big family that he didn't look down on ordinary people, he directly replied in anger: "You stinking mound, is his mother looking for death..."

But before he could finish cursing, he was stopped by a gun.

"Curse, why don't you scold?"

Holding the gun in his hand, the soldier looked at the man with a sneer.

Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against his mouth, the man collapsed to the ground profusely in sweat.

"Hehe, trash!"

With a sneer of disdain, the soldier withdrew his gun, turned back to the porridge shed, and began to distribute rice porridge to the victims.

Chapter 102: Natural disasters are bitter, and people are poisonous.

"Dad, dad... good news, good news!"

In the Lin family's compound, the young master of the Lin family broke into his father's room excitedly, and spoke excitedly to Mr. Lin who was warming his feet in the maid's arms.

"As soon as the great grandson came, he killed many victims. I heard that there were hundreds of victims. If the court knew about this, the censors would not impeach him to death."

"When the emperor is furious, it is estimated that not only will he be transferred back, but even the grandson who is about to get it will be gone."

Elder Lin, who was enjoying the warmth, slowly opened his eyes.

"I've known about this for a long time, and I've ordered to go to the contact person. I believe that within two days, there will be a letter of impeachment from the censor."

"Also... the Chief Secretary just sent a letter saying that tomorrow the grandson will invite the grain merchants in the city to have a drink. He probably wants everyone to sell grain at a low price, or ask everyone to hand in some grain to help the victims."

"You go and deal with it tomorrow, no matter what he says, don't worry about him, just let him say whatever you want. But you must do enough in terms of etiquette, and you can't let him pick a problem and use it to attack us."

"He only brought [-] shi of grain. With so many people under his command, they came here on horse chews. It would be enough to save the victims outside the city of Jinan Prefecture. He couldn't save the victims in other places."

"You drag him first, and wait for the good news from the capital."

"Remember, no matter what he says, don't choke him. Your purpose is to delay time."

"We have the signboard of the Kong family. He dare not come by force. Even if there is no news from the court for a while, we don't have to be afraid of him."

"By the way, let people go to other places to publicize and tell them that the imperial court has sent imperial envoys to rescue the disaster. When there are more people, and as soon as his food is eaten, he will come to beg us. What conditions will be put forward at that time and what price will be offered? , that’s what we say.”

After finishing speaking, he waved to his son and drove him out.

The boss Lin who was kicked out glanced at the pretty girl on the bed, and couldn't help feeling envious.

Lin Lao, an old pervert who has lived from the Yuan Dynasty to the present.

In addition to the treacherous and cunning, there are also some unbearable vices.

For example, the human spittoon, drinking human ru, and the method of collecting yin and nourishing yang learned from some nobles in the Yuan Dynasty.

The old man would take in a girl with yellow flowers every month, and she called it Caiyin tonify Yang.

This habit has continued since the old guy took over the house.

And what's even more annoying is that this old guy is still alive.

It is almost 100 years old this year, and it is still full of energy. Every month when it collects yin and replenishes yang, it can bring the sleeping girl back to life.

What makes the Lin family even more upset is that this old guy only allows himself to do this, and others will be punished if they follow suit.

In the words of this old guy, this is the right of the head of the Lin family, and only the head of the Lin family can enjoy all of this. Anyone who dares to imitate will offend the head of the Lin family.

Early the next morning, a group of rich people in patched clothes gathered in the Yamen of the Chief Secretary of Jinan Prefecture.

That's right, rich people in patched clothes.

At this time, these people looked bitter and were communicating loudly with the people around them.

"Hey, I don't know when this day will be the end. If this continues, the family's food will be eaten up."

"Who says it's not? The rice warehouse at home has been empty for a long time. Since half a month ago, my whole family can only drink one bowl of rice porridge per meal, and it's still clear rice porridge."

"Thinking of my poor old mother, who raised me up through all kinds of hardships, but I couldn't let her live a good life. I am ashamed of my mother's kindness!"

As the man spoke, he covered his face with his sleeve and forced himself to cry.

But what made people speechless was that while crying, the man clenched his teeth and spit out a piece of shredded meat.

"Oh, brother Ning, you said that, and my tears came down."

"Yesterday my child was so hungry that he couldn't sleep. He asked me what I wanted to eat. I had no choice but to cut my wrist and let him drink my blood!"

As he said that, the man also showed his silk-wrapped wrist.