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

In fact, his wound was caused by having too much fun with my concubine last night, and accidentally scratched the embroidery bed.

"Brothers, don't worry. His Royal Highness Taisun is here now with the relief food allocated by the imperial court. He will surely help us suffering people."

"That's right, Taisun summoned us here probably for this reason."

In order to pretend to be pitiful, these people have worked hard enough.

Not only did he put on patched clothes, but he also went hungry on purpose in the morning to make his image closer to the state of starvation.

In their eyes, the victims of the disaster should be like this.

This is like what Zhu Zhangui played in the TV series in his previous life.

In the eyes of those big stars and big directors, driving a small BMW, living in a small apartment with exquisite decoration and receiving a monthly salary of 5000 is the life of ordinary people.

"His Royal Highness is here!"

Just as a group of people were pitifully comparing each other, the guard on duty yelled.

The people in the hall hurriedly turned around and bowed to the door.

They are businessmen and lowly people. Facing Zhu Zhangui, a son of the royal family, they must bow down and bow down.

If you dare to bow your hands and salute, then it's over.

The crime of contempt of the royal family will definitely not escape.

"Greetings to His Highness Taisun, all blessings, Your Highness!"

Zhu Zhangui, who led someone in, walked to the main seat and nodded with a smile.

"Get up!"

After everyone kowtowed and thanked, they got up from the ground, lowering their heads and not daring to look directly at Zhu Zhangui.

"The purpose of calling everyone here today is to meet you, eat and chat with you by the way, you don't need to be formal, just do whatever you want!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Grandson!"

Everyone thanked them, and under the guidance of the soldiers, they sat down at the side that had been prepared for a long time.

Looking at the people who are only sitting on half of their buttocks, they can get up and salute at any time.

Zhu Zhangui couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

These people are really fine, all kinds of rules are comprehensive, and you will definitely not be able to find any faults.

If Zhu Zhangui wanted to find fault with this aspect, he would have nowhere to start.

"Serve!"

Zhu Zhangui gave instructions to Lu Xin who was sitting next to him, and then said to everyone: "I heard that you are grain merchants in Jinan Prefecture. I wanted to invite you to come today to discuss the purchase of grain for disaster relief."

"But judging from the current situation and what I heard outside the door just now, everyone's family is not rich in food. I even heard just now that many people have not had enough food for several days."

"Ugh!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhangui sighed and shook his head.

"This hateful natural disaster is so serious that even the landlord's house has no food left."

"Yes, Your Highness."

As soon as Zhu Zhangui finished speaking, a man stood up, saluted Zhu Zhangui, and said with a bitter face:

"Although we are grain merchants, the natural disaster has lasted for so long, and the food in our hands has already been exhausted."

"Among them, the greatest consumption was at the initial stage of the disaster."

"Although we are businessmen pursuing profit, we are also human beings, and our hearts are also fleshy."

"The local folks and elders are starving like that. Naturally, I couldn't bear to see them starve to death, so I sold all the food to them at a very low price in the early days."

"I didn't expect that the disaster would last for so long. Not only did the people have no food to eat, but even those of us who sold the food were about to starve to death."

As he spoke, the man wiped away his tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhu Zhangui.

"Your Highness, we have no food to eat at home. For the sake of our generous donation to help the people at the beginning of the drought, give us some food so that we can survive this crisis."

The man's actions seemed to be a signal.

Others got up one after another, crying and begging Zhu Zhangui to distribute some food to them.

Heh, good guy.

These guys are really shameless.

Not only did they not want to give any food, but they also wanted to get some back from Zhu Zhangui.

These people are not afraid of Zhu Zhangui going to their homes to investigate in this way.

Long before formulating a strategy, they sent the food at home to the warehouse, and picked it up when they used it every day.

Before dawn this morning, they asked the family members to eat all the remaining grains. In addition to arranging and hiding them, they really couldn't find a grain of grain at home.

So they are not afraid to check at all.

As for the shops and granaries, it has nothing to do with them, they are all the business of the Kong family.

If your grandson has the ability, then go and do it with the Kong family.

If you don't have the skills, then roll as far as you can.

As for buying from elsewhere.

Hehe, the Kong family has already told the grain merchants in the surrounding provinces that anyone who dares to send a grain of grain here will be an enemy of the Kong family.

If you dare to be an enemy of the Kong family, you will be condemned by scholars all over the world. Let alone doing business in the future, it is unknown whether the lives of the whole family can be saved.

Scholars all over the world are disciples of sages. As long as the Confucians say hello, you will receive strong care and greetings from the local government.

So it is precisely for this reason that several prefectures in the surrounding area, knowing that Jinan Prefecture is short of food, did not send food over.

Firstly, the common people here have already been wiped out by the local grain merchants, and they can't get much money when they come.

The second is that the Kong family really can't afford to offend them.

It is also because of this that the people present have no fear.

If your grandson wants food, then go to the Kong family. We don’t have a grain of food.

Of course, if you can transfer food from the capital or distant provinces, then we have nothing to say.

Looking at the weeping and kowtowing grain merchants below, Zhu Zhangui smiled.

He originally wanted to talk to these people, and if the price of grain was willing to be lowered, Zhu Zhangui would buy the grain in their hands.

When Zhu Zhangui left the palace, the old man gave him 300 million taels.

The money was used to buy relief food locally.

It is too far to transport disaster relief food from the imperial court or other places, and the consumption is too great. Not to mention whether it is cost-effective or not, it will take a long time.

Disaster relief is like fighting a fire, and the victims can't wait that long.

Therefore, in the disaster relief of the ancient imperial court, there will be two modes of money and food.

Disaster relief officials will take a batch of grain to emergency first, and then use the money to buy grain from local grain merchants, or purchase grain from neighboring provinces.

Although the cost is slightly higher, time is saved.

It's a pity that businessmen are making profits. Their purpose is to make money. How could they let go of this opportunity to make a fortune.

No matter how good your court's method is, if I don't lower the price, your majestic court will clearly fail to grab it.

Any merchant who sells grain does not have a strong backer behind him. Unless the emperor comes in person, any imperial envoy who dares to buy by force will end badly afterwards.

Of course, if you can play strategy like Fan Zhongyan, then everyone will be convinced if they lose.

If you don't have that ability, then you can honestly buy it at a high price!

It's a pity that these people's calculations were wrong.

Zhu Zhangui invited them to come over for dinner and discuss, because he didn't want to break the unspoken rules of the court and make everyone look bad.

But if these people don't give him face, Zhu Zhangui will let these people see and see, and the year of catastrophe will be chaotic.

In the year of severe drought, the common people can't survive anymore, so it should be normal to go up the mountain to be a robber, right?

It's so difficult now, bandits and robbers have no food to go down the mountain to grab, this should be normal!

As a grain merchant in the prefecture, it is normal for you to grab grain from you!

Looking at the kowtowing grain merchants below, Zhu Zhangui smiled slightly.

No sleep tonight!

Chapter 103: Bandits attack the city.

After half an hour.

The grain merchants who were called over complained in a low voice about how bad the banquet was, and left in twos and threes.

As for selling food at a low price, or donating food to save the disaster victims, they didn't even mention it.

What a shit grandson.

Just a little furry kid with no hair at all.

You want to play tricks with us, but you're a little too tender.

Thinking about today, seeing them crying about the grandson who didn't even mention the matter of buying grain, they felt a wave of contempt in their hearts.

After sending these grain merchants away, Zhu Zhangui, accompanied by Lu Xin, the chief envoy of the Jinan government, inspected the situation in the city.

I focused on observing the granaries where the grain was stacked and the shops that sold the grain.

Looking at the grain piled up in granaries and shops, Zhu Zhangui nodded with satisfaction.

Back at the chief envoy's yamen, Zhu Zhangui took Lu Xin and talked for a long time in a tightly guarded room.

When it came out, Lu Xin's face was so bitter that juice dripped out.

"Your Highness, do we really want to do this? If the news gets out, then we will be famous in the annals of history."

Thinking of Zhu Zhangui's crazy idea just now, Lu Xin was worried for a while.

That is a place affiliated with the Kong family. If what they did was going to be spread, the two of them would be scolded by scholars all over the world.

Even a little more radical, directly writing the two people in the book, those two people are not only famous in this era of Ming Dynasty, but also in future generations.

Zhu Zhangui put on a serious face: "If you don't want to do it, I can find someone else, and you go to the prison and wait."

When he heard that he was going to prison, Lu Xin shook his head like a rattle.

"I didn't say I would quit. I was worried that so many people would participate. If the news leaked out in the future, your Highness would be boycotted by scholars all over the world."

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand.

"That's my business, you just do what I explain."

After Zhu Zhangui waved his hand, the two guards stepped forward.

Zhu Zhangui looked at the two of them and said: "This world is not safe. Ambassador Lu Bu is a literati and has no power to restrain a chicken. I am worried that he is in danger. You will protect him from today on."

Lu Xin's face collapsed.

Yep, it's being watched.

After arranging the protectors, Zhu Zhangui looked at Lu Xin and said, "I'm satisfied. Not only can you save your life afterwards, but you may even be able to raise your position."

Lu Xin's eyes lit up suddenly.

Who doesn't like being promoted.

When I have reached the stage of chief executive, I am already at the end of the local official, and if I want to go further, I will go to the capital.

With his current status, he was at least a member of the Six Departments when he entered the capital.

Thinking of the position of a senior member of the Six Departments, Lu Xin straightened his chest, looked at Zhu Zhangui and said solemnly: "Your Highness, don't worry, even if I die, I will complete your explanation. From now on, I will be your Highness' leader."

Zhu Zhangui nodded in satisfaction, patted Lu Xin on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Soon, a message came from the city.

Taisun Zhu Zhangui decided to inspect all the disaster areas and count the number of victims so as to prepare for the next disaster relief.