My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Yi Shiha said: "I heard that Taiping Mansion is quite turbulent. Many people are short of food and clothing. Now Taiping Mansion is saving food and trying its best to supply the provinces... this..."

  After Zhu Di heard this, instead of frowning, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Zhang Qing is loyal to the country and has no selfish thoughts. He is really a model of a minister."

Yes.

  The same behavior is seen differently by different people.

  Zhang Anshi is selling blood to wipe the **** of those corrupt officials.

  In Zhu Di's view, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is epic.

  When Yi Shiha was full of envy.

  Zhu Di suddenly said: "I heard that the crown prince also went to Henan?"

  Yi Shiha quickly put away his thoughts, and said: "Yes, His Royal Highness is in the model camp. It's just that this time, the model camp was transferred to Henan, Guanzhong, and Huguang. He and a team of people rushed to Henan."

  Zhu Di nodded: "It's good to go."

   Next, Zhu Di had nothing else to say.

  Yi Shiha is hard to say anything more.

   The crown prince is involved, some things cannot be said too much, and the praise is too much. Your majesty will think that you want to change the master before I die?

   But if the flattery is too light, the emperor will inevitably think that you, a slave, do you have any dissatisfaction with my son? No, such a person cannot be left to the prince.

   It's really hard to grasp the thoughts in it, Yi Shiha is not Zhang Anshi, Zhang Anshi is the prince's wife and brother, how he hugs His Majesty's thigh, he wishes to be His Majesty's pendant, and he doesn't worry that after His Majesty's great success, the prince will be suspicious of him.

  Don't worry, touting the crown prince will attract unnecessary suspicion.

  After all, His Majesty will only think that Zhang Anshi was raised by the crown prince, and he has a conscience to tout the crown prince.

  Ten thousand steps back, even if Zhang Anshi said a few bad things about the crown prince, he would never think that Zhang Anshi had any ulterior motives.

   Instead, they will think that this is good intentions, and it is for the good of the prince.

   This is the difference between their own members of the Zhu family, and it makes sense anyway.

  As for an emperor as sensitive as Zhu Di, whether it is Yi Shiha or a minister, any action related to the prince is actually extremely dangerous.

   Everyone is not stupid, so they will try their best to ignore that there is such a prince in the world.

  …

  A large amount of grain entered the warehouse.

   Stock up.

   Almost in Kaifeng, every family’s barn is piled high.

  Zhou Juren is also a smart person, he has studied mathematics.

   It only needs a simple calculation to know that these people of mine have purchased countless grains.

  One Kaifeng prefecture is like this, so many prefectures and counties affected by the disaster seem to be the same, a large number of gentry are eating food.

  There are so many grains, there are not 10 million stones, but there are 8 million.

  He was even surprised that this Taiping Mansion could sell so much grain.

   But it doesn't matter now...

  Because no matter how he calculated, he also believed that the food in Taiping Mansion should have been exhausted.

   Even in the second half of the year, the entire grain supply in Zhili has been sold out.

  The food of the world must be in the hands of people like him in the four provinces.

   And the reason why he dared to spend so much money was not because he had a desperate side in his temperament.

  But since the past dynasties, as long as there is a catastrophe, as long as there is a shortage of food, there will be nothing wrong with recklessly hoarding food.

  Zhou Juren's ancestors have been doing this since they had a family tree, and every time they encounter such a catastrophe and stockpile of food, the Zhou family's family business will have to go up a notch.

This is inertia. Once a family has tasted the sweetness once, it will become dependent. In terms of running the family business, although the Zhou family will also use the name of the so-called heirloom of poetry and books, diligent and thrifty family management, but in fact... the real The method is to stockpile food in good years, and hoard goods in bad years.

  This time, the Zhou family borrowed a lot of money. It can be said that... everything that can be mortgaged has been mortgaged.

   After all, this time he had no choice, and a change like Zhang Anshi forced him to take a big gamble.

   But now, he is confident!

  However... the porridge and rice in various porridge stalls are still being distributed.

   This made Zhou Juren a little uneasy! Therefore, he had to perform calculations again and again, and the final results always gave him peace of mind.

   Impossible, absolutely impossible!

  The food in Taiping Prefecture...should have been exhausted.

   Never again.

  This must be a flashback!

at the same time.

  A team of model battalions arrived in Kaifeng, accompanied by a large number of personnel.

   There was a theater troupe, and they brought a large number of books, newspapers, and carts of goods, which were tightly wrapped in tarpaulins.

  As soon as the theater troupe arrived, Dongcheng became lively.

  The theater troupe began to sing in the evening, and most of the songs were about Bao Zheng killing the son-in-law, or visiting the thatched cottage three times in the Three Kingdoms.

  Ordinary people love this kind of fun the most. Therefore, working during the day, entertaining at night, and being able to eat and drink enough, the camp becomes more stable, and even some petty thefts in the past are gradually disappearing.

  Prince Zhu Gaochi was among them, and this team of model battalions camped here, in the name of assisting in the defense of Kaifeng.

   After evening, Zhu Gaochi was not allowed to leave the camp, so Zhu Gaochi walked east and looked west.

  As for the situation of the catastrophe, he actually knew something about it before. After all, he had experienced the defense of Beiping, and he had traveled between Beiping and Nanjing as a prince.

  Seeing this scene now, I couldn't help being taken aback.

  Although the people here may not all have put on new clothes, they seem to be in good spirits, and there are no dishes that they thought they would foresee in the past.

   There is almost everything you need here. Recently, a big bathhouse was actually built. A deep pit was dug on the ground, and then the water was heated, diverted into the pit, and a big tent was set up on the pit.

  Say yes...the weather is getting colder, you need to keep it clean to avoid breeding diseases.

  Even if the clothes are worn for a few days, there are special people who collect them, wash them, and then dry them.

  There may be many things here, and there are still some shortages, but the manpower is sufficient. If you organize people, you can always find work.

  Zhu Gaochi glanced at it, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt strange. He suddenly felt that this was like a huge military camp, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed wrong.

  The next day, Zhu Gaochi began to guard the porridge sheds.

  There are already long queues in the porridge sheds everywhere.

  He saw many energetic people, especially those men who needed to go to work quickly, queuing up first, while women and children had to wait a little later to get them.

  Everything is in order.

  Liu Jianye from the medical center is among them.

  At this time, he was holding a clay bowl, and all he could think about was his white rice porridge.

  Young people are greedy, and sometimes they always feel that they can’t eat enough.

   Looking forward to it every day, that is, three meals a day.

  But soon, there was a commotion ahead.

  The commotion became more and more obvious, so that the people in the back team didn't know what happened.

   Suddenly, like a loach, Liu Jianye simply stopped queuing and squeezed inside.

  At this time, someone shouted: "Silence, silence, don't whisper, don't cause trouble!"

   But a few people from the model battalion and guards came.

  The crowd quieted down, and some people left in a hurry with the breakfast they had brought.

   Soon arrived at Liu Jianye.

   Liu Jianye was still confused. When he took the pottery bowl, the person opposite scooped him a bowl of porridge as usual.

  The porridge is hot, and the white rice is boiled, giving off a unique aroma of porridge, which greatly increases appetite.

   Liu Jianye hurried to pick it up.

   But the person who served the porridge didn't pass him the porridge water, but scooped out half a dried fish from the big tube beside it, and besides that, there was a piece of bacon.

  The dried fish is only half the size of a fist, and the bacon is fatty and only the size of a thumb.

  A man in his prime might be able to swallow it in one gulp.

But Liu Jianye suddenly smelled the smell of meat and fish, and was startled for a moment, as if thinking that he had misread, his eyes widened a lot, staring at these two things, seeing them sinking into the porridge water, his whole body ...He froze in place, almost stopped breathing.

  The other party handed him the pottery bowl: "Quick, the next one."

  Liu Jianye didn't have time to pick it up, but Harazi fell down.

   When he realized it, he immediately held the bowl of porridge in his hand, and then ran to a certain wall and squatted down.

  He took the chopsticks and began to fish out of his porridge water desperately. Finally, he saw the dried fish and meat fished out of the porridge water. Then, he seemed to realize that this was not a dream.

  So, the young man's face suddenly grinned...a smirk.

  He began to sip the porridge, but never touched the dried fish and bacon. Finally, when the porridge was all in his stomach, he realized that today's porridge was extraordinarily sweet.

  Perhaps because of the smell of fish and meat, this porridge seems to have the smell of meat.

   When there were only dried fish and bacon left in the bowl, he carefully picked up the dried fish, put it near his mouth, and sipped it lightly. The indescribable feeling immediately spread throughout his body.

  He chewed bit by bit, but the time passed very quickly, and after a while, his clay bowl was empty.

   There seems to be some kind of indescribable meaty fragrance rippling in the stomach, there is not only a sense of satisfaction, but also a feeling that the meaning is still unfinished.

  Besides, someone stabbed Liu Jianye with an elbow.

  Liu Jianye came back to his senses and looked sideways, only to see his father squatting beside him at some point.

  The porridge in his father Liu Jian's bowl has already been emptied.

   But there are still half eaten salted fish and bacon left.

   "Baby, eat."

  Liu Jianye swallowed his saliva, glanced at it, but shook his head.

Liu Jian scolded: "You donkey, why are you disobedient! You can eat as you please, what are you talking about! When you are full, you will obediently work with two doctors. They are capable people in long gowns. Follow them, and you will be promising in the future."

  Liu Jianye still shook his head persistently and said, "Father, you eat."

   Liu Jian glanced at Liu Jianye in astonishment, and suddenly realized that his son had grown up unknowingly, and he was no longer the doll who faltered, had a runny nose, and always followed behind his father.

Suddenly, Liu Jian's eyes were a little sore. He drooped his head and sighed, "I'm useless and worthless. I haven't taught you to eat meat a few times in my life. I borrowed the grace of God and the Taiping Mansion. Only then did I teach you how to eat a few bites of meat, hey..."

   As he spoke, he vigorously wiped away the tears that had already fallen uncontrollably.

   "Let's eat together."

"oh."

  Father and son, hiding in the corner, bowed their heads rustling, like a pair of thieves.

On the same day, Jin Yiwei Wang Wu wrote in his report to Nanzhen Fusi: Today, the distribution of fish meat is exciting from top to bottom, and there is a scene of rejuvenation. The soldiers and civilians, etc., are all energetic and lively. The ditches are all progressing rapidly, and what I see today, I feel that people's hearts are in my heart. Even some idlers who used to mix among them have always been lazy at work and refused to work hard. Now I am willing to serve my life, and I am very happy.

  After Wang Wu finished writing, he seemed to be full of ideas, and added his own feelings: Thinking about it now, day after day of missionary work is not as good as three meals of fish and meat.

   After finishing writing, call it a day and order someone to send the report to Qixia as soon as possible.

  ...

  Today, the prefect Liu Jin seemed a little delirious.

  He had received news that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also came with the army, so he hurried to the east of the city to meet him.

   It's a pity that people ignored him, and he couldn't even enter the army. The only sentence was that those who dared to enter and exit the army would die.

   All of a sudden, Liu Jin became a little anxious.

   When he returned to the magistrate's yamen with a flutter.

   Zhou Juren has already arrived.

   Liu Jin frowned and had to come to see them.

   After greeting each other.

   mentioned the prince.

  Zhou Juren seemed very dissatisfied: "The crown prince is the crown prince, and he should be close to the wise and stay away from the villain. But now, he is playing horseback riding and shooting and mixed in the army. What is the difference between this and the Han Lingdi?"

  Scholars talk and talk, and they love allusions. This week, Juren mentioned Emperor Han Ling, the prefect Liu Jinren, etc., and immediately understood what he meant.

Liu Hong, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, once imitated markets, markets, various shops, and street vendors in the harem, letting some of the maids and concubines dress up as various merchants selling goods, another part as shopping customers, and some as selling singers. The ones who play monkeys and so on. And he himself puts on the clothes of a merchant, pretends to be a merchant who sells goods, walks around in this man-made market, or drinks and has fun in the tavern, or quarrels, fights, fights with the shopkeeper and the customer, How lively. Liu Hong wandered here and had a great time.

  In the eyes of scholars, such behavior is not doing a proper job.

  Of course, the prince’s current behavior is actually similar to these, and may even be even more abhorrent. After all, the army Han Qiuba, and the singers and merchants in this market are even more despicable.

  Liu Jin sighed, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he only said: "Be cautious, today is different from the past."

  Zhou Juren understood it too, so he stopped short, but said: "Grand Liu, is there any news from Taiping Mansion?"

   Liu Jin frowned, looked at him strangely and said, "What?"

  Zhou Juren said with concern in his eyes: "I have spent so much time buying food with all my wealth, but why...the food in Taiping Mansion is still in constant supply?"

  Liu Jin frowned, thought about it seriously, and said, "This matter is really strange, but it turns out that the supply is going to run out."

  Zhou Juren sighed: "But now... hey..."

   It is said that the food is about to run out, but how can there be more?

  Zhou Juren was anxious!

Seeing how worried Zhou Juren and others were, Liu Jin comforted him and said, "You are all scholars and well-informed. Don't you know how much food there is in this world? Don't you have a lot of food in your mind? After buying so much food, how can Taiping Mansion go?" Where did the surplus food come from? Now it seems that it is just a bluff."

   Zhou Juren thought about it carefully, and couldn't help nodding, and then said: "Students and others, there is one more thing."

   "It doesn't hurt to say it."

Zhou Juren sighed and said, "Oh, the loss of buying grain this time is really huge, so the students are thinking, with the current price of grain, I am afraid that the previous loss cannot be recovered. It’s going to go up even more.”

"This is your business." Liu Jin knew it in his heart, glanced at him lightly, and said ambiguously: "I am a local parent, and I only care about maintaining the well-being of the people. Now, you and the people have suffered heavy losses. Losses are justified."

   Zhou Juren was overjoyed and was about to thank you.

  But at this time, someone came in a hurry, shouting anxiously: "Master, master..."

  The person who came was a clerk, he was Liu Jin's confidant, and the other servants might have had distracting thoughts, but this clerk still had his heart set on Liu Jin.

  Liu Jin picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, pressed his hands on the hurried official, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

  The official took a breath and said: "It's terrible, it's terrible, today... I heard... I heard... the food of the refugees outside the city has improved."

  Liu Jin, Zhou Juren and others remained calm.

   Liu Jin sneered: "Improvement is improvement, so what?"

The clerk stammered, "But this morning, besides a bowl of sticky rice porridge, there was also fish. The fish was half the size of a fist, and there was also a piece of meat. At noon, there was a bowl of white rice, and there was also a piece of meat." Fish. That’s right, I added a roasted sweet potato. Even the recipe for the evening was posted, but there is still fish and meat. It’s said there that without fish, you can’t grow strength, especially children, who are growing up At that time, so the Taiping Mansion has urgently transported many truckloads of fish..."

  As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Liu Jin and others changed suddenly.

  In ancient times, fish was fine, but this meat...was simply a top luxury.

  In such a catastrophic year, who would dare to expect such a thing?

   Even ordinary small landlords can only eat such things during the Chinese New Year.

  But now... the refugees are actually provided with this...

  Zhou Juren felt his head was dizzy, as if a hammer was hitting his heart hard.

  He clutched his heart, thinking of a terrible thing.

  Then, he tried his best to say: "They...don't they have no food? Why...how come there are still fish and meat...this...how is it possible..."

  The clerk said with a sad face: "The other side said that it is open to eat. Your Majesty and His Highness Wuhu County King will never starve to death a refugee if they have a mouthful of food!"

  Boom...

  Zhou Juren felt his ears screaming.

  He opened his eyes wide, and then roared hysterically: "It's a crime, it's devoid of conscience!"