Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the minister you ordered and Lord Feng have already inspected it together."

In the main hall of Wangyi Palace, Meng Yi and Feng Quji were sitting on the side, reporting to Zhao Tuo their work for the past two days.

"The minister and Lord Meng have inspected the more than 40 counties in Daqin in detail, and the people's livelihood and political situation reported in the recent period of time."

"But...the famine that His Majesty said, or the signs of an imminent famine, has not yet been found."

Hearing Meng Yi's report, Zhao Tuo frowned slightly.

"Is that so..."

No famine, not even a sign of famine?

Could it be that my senses are wrong?

Or was it really just a mere hallucination?

Zhao Tuo frowned more and more tightly, and finally exhaled the system in his heart.

"System, what the hell is going on?"

"Ding... The sight that the host saw before was definitely caused by the [Five Techniques of the Human Emperor] passive skill 'Foresight'."

"Then will this passive skill predict mistakes?"

"Theoretically, the passive skill 'Foresight' cannot predict disasters 100%, but the predicted disasters will inevitably happen without intervention."

is it bound to happen...

Zhao Tuo fell silent again.

According to the system, this famine is bound to happen if there is no accident.

However, Feng Quji and Meng Yi did not find any signs.

Then there's only one possibility left... some kind of sudden disaster.

"Natural disaster? Or man-made disaster?"

"Your Majesty, what natural disaster?"

Hearing Zhao Tuo's muttering, Meng Yi couldn't help but stunned.

Zhao Tuo, who was relieved, shook his head: "It's nothing... You two, after you go back, pass on my oral order and immediately check the surplus grain in the treasury."

"We also ordered Xianyang, Nanyang, Hanzhong, and Sanchuan, the four rich places, to hand over 90% of the surplus grain in the prefecture's inventory."

"This……"

Meng Yi and Feng Quji looked at each other and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, once the surplus grain in this county government's stockpile is about to move, the local people are afraid..."

The surplus grain in the county government's stockpile is emergency food.

It is also a life-saving food for the people in special circumstances.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the lifeblood of the people.

However, Zhao Tuo had a serious face.

"I can't manage so much. I must mobilize the surplus grain as quickly as possible. I want to see this batch of grain enter the treasury within three days!"

"Here!"

Although the two took orders, they couldn't help but murmured in their hearts.

Your Majesty, what is this for?

Facing the suspicious eyes of the two, Zhao Tuo finally did not say anything about the famine.

After all, these are all baseless.

Do you tell them that you have a passive skill?

After talking about the food, Meng Yi changed his words.

"Your Majesty, there is one thing...I don't know if I should say it or not."

"you say."

"In the past two days, Xianyang City and the surrounding areas seem to be a little unstable because of the emperor's hastily letting His Majesty ascend the throne."

"There are even some hard-to-earn gossips circulating in the market."

"I think... if this matter is not resolved in time, there will be endless troubles."

Zhao Tuo nodded.

"I expected that things would turn out like this, don't worry, I will handle this matter."

Meng Yi and Feng Quji nodded again and again.

Although Zhao Tuo looks young, but after having known each other for so long, the two are still aware of Zhao Tuo's shrewdness and methods far beyond this age group.

...

Two days later, on the Qilin Hall...

"Your Majesty, the treasury has received stock from Xianyang, Hanzhong, Nanyang, Sanchuan and four counties."

"Today, there are 200,000 grains in the treasury."

"Is it only 200,000 stones..."

Zhao Tuo nodded, but his brows were furrowed.

200,000 shi of grain, if you save a little, should be able to feed the entire population of three counties for one to two months.

But...that's not enough!

Zhao Tuo took a deep breath, and the picture he saw at that time appeared in his mind.

With such a strong atmosphere of hunger and despair in the sky, the scope of this famine is definitely not small!

Moreover, in order to completely solve the famine, it will take at least three or four months for the people in the disaster-stricken areas, and it will not be considered to be completely over until the harvests in various parts of Daqin this year come down one after another.

A month or two... definitely not enough.

That being the case...

"Where is Wu Liang, the internal history of Su Zhi?"

"I'm here." A young official got up and came to the front of the hall.

"Pass on my decree to contact major merchants near Xianyang City and sell as much as possible the remaining 200,000 stone in the treasury."

"All the money from the sale can be used to buy excess old grains, grains, bran, and even grains with a short deterioration time."

"As long as it's cheap enough that people can eat it."

wow...

As soon as Zhao Tuo said this, the entire courtroom was instantly detonated.

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

"Substituting grain for old grain, bad grain and even bran. If this matter spreads, the world will be in chaos, Your Majesty!"

"I dare to advise Your Majesty that this matter... must not be done!"

"Subsidiary"

"Seconded!"

"Your Majesty, now that the Emperor has abdicated and His Majesty has ascended the throne, the world is already in turmoil, and at this time, it must not be extravagant.

"I hope Your Majesty think twice!"

"Lord Meng, please persuade Your Majesty."

At the front of the hall, Meng Yi and Feng Quji looked at each other.

At this time, the two of them also smiled bitterly, and at the same time they were full of doubts.

Based on what they know about Zhao Tuo, although the second emperor is young, he will never do such a self-defeating thing?

What the hell is going on now?

The officials in the Qilin Hall were furious, and the loud noise almost lifted the roof of the Qilin Hall.

However at this time...

"Bah!"

With a loud noise, Zhao Tuo stood up on the ninth-order dragon platform.

The breath-taking momentum rolled in like a tsunami.

In an instant, the originally noisy courtroom was quiet and silent.

The majestic figure at the top of the dragon platform, and between the frowning brows, seems to be mixed with Huanghuang Tianwei, which actually made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.

Such a terrifying aura was even three points stronger than the first emperor Ying Zheng when Da Qin was just established.

Glancing at the quiet civil and military officials, Zhao Tuo snorted coldly: "Noisy! I'm not discussing with you!"

"Wu Liang!"

"The minister... the minister is here."

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard, I heard..."

Wu Liang was covered in cold sweat and nodded again and again.

"Do it immediately after the court, without any delay!"

"If you can't see the results within ten days... I only ask you!"

"Here!"*