I Become A Saint By Studying

"It's really not easy for the imperial court..."

Lin Yi opened his mouth to talk about the difficulties of the imperial court. The national treasury was almost collapsed by the war in the northern border.

Unexpectedly, the two southern provinces encountered unprecedented snow disasters, and the two batches of relief supplies completely destroyed the Dayan treasury.

As for private goods, I roughly said that the imperial court issued an appeal to the people.

He Weijun and Song Zhili listened carefully, and were taken aback for a while.

"No, how do you know Chaotang so well?"

He Weijun felt that something was wrong, but Lin Yi knew it too clearly, and felt as if he had touched the core of the court.

But at Lin Yi's age, he still can't do this.

"Yes, yes, how did Bachelor Lin know this?"

Song Zhifu stared at Lin Yi curiously.

"Let's not talk about this first, the most urgent thing is how much supplies are still in the command department, and send these supplies to the people in need as soon as possible."

What Lin Yi is most afraid of is revealing his identity, it will appear special.

Unless it is absolutely necessary.

"The command department is full of disaster relief supplies brought in by the imperial court. Scholar Lin can go and see for himself..."

Song Zhifu and He Weijun took Lin Yi to the temporary warehouse.

Lin Yi pushed open the barn door and looked, his heart turned cold.

No wonder there are so many empty carts outside, and the wheels are already frozen. It turns out that the huge warehouse has no supplies at all.

There are only a dozen boxes of silver taels.

However, silver taels are not very useful at this time. Only in the reconstruction work of the past, a large amount of silver taels are needed.

‘Even if the batch of disaster relief supplies on the road arrives, it’s still a drop in the bucket. We really can only rely on Dayan’s folk power...’

Lin Yi was quite powerless, with a feeling of restraint.

"Scholar Lin, you have seen the situation. I also want to protect the livelihood of the people. What can I do to protect it?"

Song Zhili, the prefect, shook his head and sighed, "It's okay that we are Wen Dao cultivators. We can endure hunger and cold. The key is that the common people have nothing to do."

"What's the situation with the rice and grain shops in the city?" Lin Yi then asked.

"After the disaster happened, the people couldn't bear the wind and snow. The Longwei and the yamen policemen have requisitioned all the rice and grain shops in the city in advance and distributed them..."

Song Zhifu said bitterly, "If it weren't for these shops, the people of Nanxiang Prefecture might not be able to handle it long ago!"

"It's not bad, he's a practical person. Is my prejudice against Dayan officials too deep..."

Lin Yi examined himself in his heart.

It seems that there are still many Dayan officials who can do practical things for the people.

"How is the granary in Nanxiang Prefecture?" Lin Yi suddenly thought of this.

There are granaries in each prefecture, and apart from handing over a part to the imperial court for the convenience of imperial regulation and support, most of them will stay in the granary in each prefecture.

It is to prevent natural disasters, at least to protect the livelihood of the people.

"The situation over the granary is the responsibility of Mr. Tong Zhisun."

The magistrate Song Zhili waved and called Sun Tongzhi over, saying, "Scholar Lin wants to know the situation of the granary in Fucheng, tell me..."

"..."

Sun Tongzhi immediately became embarrassed, and stammered, "This granary...that..."

As he spoke, his expression became serious, and he stared at Lin Yi and said, "Why does Scholar Lin ask this? Naturally, the grain in the granary is used for disaster relief."

When Song Zhifu saw Sun Tongzhi's appearance, he felt a chill in his neck.

He stared at Sun Tongzhi, and said in a deep voice, "Where did you go for disaster relief? Please explain clearly!"

"It stands to reason that opening a granary to relieve disasters will not cause the people in Fucheng to run out of food so soon..."

Cold sweat dripped from Sun Tongzhi's forehead, and he said sternly, "The lower officials thought that the people in Fucheng were unlikely to be short of food, so they sent it to other disaster-stricken areas in Nanxiang Prefecture."

Song Zhifu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Lin Yi helplessly, and said, "Scholar Lin, it is really the end of the road, there is nothing we can do!"

"yes?"

Lin Yi ignored Song Zhifu, walked up to Sun Tongzhi, and said, "Show me the grain book!"

He felt that Sun Tongzhi had a lot of problems.

He didn't want to question Sun Tongzhi at first, because the Sun Tongzhi he knew in Nanxiang Mansion back then was considered a conscientious official.

"Xueshi Lin, you are not from the yamen. The whereabouts of the rice and grain are recorded in the grain book, so it is inconvenient for you to know!"

Sun Tongzhi refused, he was a little flustered, his eyes dodged.

"Master Sun, what do you mean? Scholar Lin wants the food book, but you still hide it? If Scholar Lin didn't take action just now, you and I would lose our heads, go and get it!"

The prefect of Song on the side scolded him sharply, feeling that Sun Tongzhi was a little ignorant of current affairs.

He wasn't worried about what Sun Tongzhi was up to.

After all, he has been a colleague for so many years, and he is still very clear about his personality.

The key is caring!

"kindness!"

Sun Tongzhi didn't say anything more, nodded and retreated.

He Weijun did not intervene in the internal affairs of the yamen, but chose to watch from the sidelines, and watched Lin Yi all the time.

He felt that Lin Yi had changed a lot, and he had an indescribable aura about him.

I heard that Xie Yuan from Jingcheng Township was able to meet the Emperor Dayan, maybe Lin Yi saw the Emperor, and started to feel a little flustered...

"Lin Yi, come here!"

Dean He Weijun called Lin Yi over, and pulled him to an empty corner of Tianshu Academy, persuading him, "Lin Yi, listen to the old man's advice, be sure to guard against arrogance and impetuosity!"

"???"

Lin Yi was a little confused, did he appear arrogant?

"You just talk to the old man. You won the provincial test Jieyuan in the capital, have you met Emperor Dayan?" He Weijun asked.

Lin Yi nodded to show that he had seen it.

"now it's right!"

He Weijun showed the appearance of seeing everything, and said in a serious voice, "Lin Yi, you can't think that you are superior to others just because you met Emperor Dayan, how great you are!"

"Song Zhifu and Sun Tongzhi are officials ordered by the court. You have to think about your own status. Can they be ordered by you like this?"

"Certainly not!"

He Weijun pawed and pulled a lot, all of which were persuasion to Lin Yi.

I hope he will not be arrogant, the official road is very deep, he can't grasp it, and if he is a little careless, he will be lost forever.

It is said that Lin Yi is still a child, he does not understand the world of adults.

"Go and apologize to the two adults later, you may have to rely on them in the future..."

He Weijun patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, placing high hopes on him.

"Dean He, I have a reason to intervene. In fact, I am..."

Lin Yi just wanted to say that he is actually the Prince of Dayan and must intervene in this matter. Halfway through the conversation, I saw that Sun Tongzhi had returned with the grain book.

He walked over quickly.

"Lin Yi, what are you actually? Hey, this kid is not finished talking, what reason do you have to intervene?"

He Weijun shook his head and sighed.

He tried his best to persuade Lin Yi, but Lin Yi went to the capital, and his temperament changed too much.

If this continues, you will suffer a lot in the future!

"Bachelor Lin, this is the grain book!"

As soon as Lin Yi walked over, Song Zhifu handed the grain book that he had taken from Sun Tongzhi to him.

Lin Yi opened it and took a look. It recorded in detail what day it was and how much grain came in from the granary.

Then on what day, how much grain went out from the granary.

Including which official of the household the person in charge is, it is clearly recorded, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Lin Yi closed the grain book and glanced at the wet ink on the thumb of his right hand... It was inevitable that he felt chills in his heart.

He suddenly shook his hand, smashed the grain book directly on Sun Tongzhi's face, and scolded, "When did you transfer the grain from the granary, and what benefits did you get from it, will your conscience hurt if you do such a thing?"

"Is it because there are no close relatives of yours among the people in Nanxiang Prefecture, so you don't care if they live or die?"

Lin Yi's voice was like thunder, detonating in the silent Great Hall of the conductor, deafening.

"What's going on?"

He Weijun and Song Zhifu were stunned, and looked at Lin Yi and Sun Tongzhi without knowing why.

I didn't come back to my senses for a long time!