Royal Gold Magistrate

Emperor Jing went to the porridge shed and looked down, the porridge in the pot was still thick.

Then he picked up the large spoon beside the pot and stirred it twice, nodded in satisfaction and said: "Yes, this porridge is well cooked."

According to this kind of viscosity, two meals a day guarantees that there is no big problem for people to survive.

Du Shun stood beside Emperor Jing with a big smile on his face.

Of course!When Jian Jiang came, Fang Zheng chopped off the prefect's head as soon as he went up.

It looks like you ordered it. We are all neighbors, so who dares to play tricks.

No matter how bad the porridge is, Fangzheng will come over with a sword and chop me up too?

Emperor Jing was still stirring with a large spoon, wanting to see how much rice was deposited underneath.

After a spoonful of it was dipped down and then turned out again, his expression changed drastically!

There is a lot of sand and stone mixed in the yellowish porridge water!

Emperor Jing immediately flew into a rage and shouted angrily, "Du Shun! What's going on?! Are you just giving this to the people!"

"Liu Xun is dead, but there are still people who dare to greedy ink grains? How dare they mix grains with sand and gravel!"

Du Shun was startled, and hurried forward and said, "Don't be upset, Your Majesty, don't be upset, Your Majesty!"

"This... this is deliberate!"

Emperor Jing frowned, and his voice softened: "Do it deliberately? Tell me carefully."

Du Shun said with a sneer: "Food is precious, and there is still a shortage of food in the mansion."

"Some people are not disaster victims, but residents of the city come out to eat and drink in order to take advantage of it."

"There are also some people who are not so hungry, in order to let him eat less and distribute more to the elderly, weak, women and children."

"If the porridge is mixed with gravel, only those who really satisfy their hunger will be willing to drink this porridge."

"I don't want to take a sip unless I have to."

"In this way, the efficiency of porridge distribution will be improved, and those who really need it will have porridge to drink."

Zheng Qiao and his companions nodded secretly behind Emperor Jing.

Yes, this is indeed a good method. It seems that Du Shun is capable, and the arrangements for the disaster victims outside the city are well organized.

The porridge is well-managed, and the management of Yunlu Mansion is really good!

Emperor Jing also looked pale: "Well, yes, there is some truth, you came up with this idea?"

Du Shun wiped his cold sweat.

After hesitating for a moment, he replied, "No...this method was passed down from Jianjiang."

"There are quite a few people from Jianjiang in the city who have been promoting the so-called Jianjiang model."

"The minister called someone to the yamen and asked about it before he knew the way."

There is no way to lie about this matter. His Majesty is in Yunlu today, and he will probably go to Jianjiang after the inspection.

This credit cannot be taken by myself.

Fang Zhengyi

A disgusting name popped up in everyone's mind.

That's the dog playing this dirty trick!

Emperor Jing smiled and said, "That's right, what's the price of food now?"

"Grain prices have dropped a lot recently. Jianjiang has lifted the price limit for grain. Many grain merchants from other places have poured into Jianjiang. Yunlu buys all of his grain from Jianjiang."

"There are many disaster victims in Yunlu City. I am afraid that the people will be dissatisfied and riots will occur, so I am still suppressing the price of food."

Emperor Jing nodded and said without saying anything, "Well, let's go to the city and have a look."

Du Shun breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly invited Emperor Jing into the city.

The crowd followed into the city.

There is nothing special about the city, but there are also a lot of victims of disasters put into the city.

Emperor Jing asked as he walked, "How many disaster victims can we help deal with now?"

As soon as Du Shun heard it, he squeaked and said, "There should be...hundreds...thousands of people."

"Too few. There are tens of thousands of disaster victims. If work relief can only accommodate this number of people, then it is better not to do it."

"Find a way to mobilize the power of the people and build fortifications with the help of wealthy private businessmen."

"If it's just a small-scale construction by the government, it will be a waste of money and people!"

Du Shun smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, there is no other way."

"The silver in the treasury is limited, and there are many other places where silver is used"

"Buying grain has already cost too much money, so naturally we can only do a little bit of construction work."

"Wealthy folks are also unwilling to build fortifications. At this time, no one is willing to spend money. I talked to the local gentry several times."

"They also agreed, but it's all minor repairs, and no one is willing to pay a lot of money!"

"Chen...you can't grab it."

Emperor Jing is silent, but Du Shun's words are reasonable.

The imperial court is not a god, and it is impossible to let the people do whatever they want.

If the pressure is too tight, the government will definitely force the people to rebel, and the people will lose their hearts, and the problem will be even bigger.

After a while, Emperor Jing asked, "You said Jiang Jiang model, is there any other way to build Jiang?"

Du Shun nodded and said, "Yes, but I just listened briefly and felt that the risk was too great."

"I heard that Jianjiang City also gathered wealthy businessmen together, and the government handed over the right to build roads and dams to businessmen."

"The minister did not inquire about the specific situation."

"This... this matter of people's livelihood, I dare not make such a move!"

All the accompanying officials nodded in agreement.

The right to build roads and dams must not be handed over to merchants.

Businessmen are always penny-pinching, and will do anything to save costs.

It didn't take long for the road to be repaired before it broke down, and the impact wasn't that great.

But if you dare to hand something like a dam to an outsider, that's because the old birthday star is getting impatient with arsenic.

In case something happens one day, is your head still there?

But it seems very reasonable to put it on Fang Zhengyi.

That guy is full of guts, it seems that there is nothing he dare not do!

Emperor Jing also nodded helplessly: "That's right, it's better to be more prudent about this matter. You can continue to talk to the local gentry."

"Whether it's building temples or gardens, as long as it can absorb the victims, just do it."

Speaking of the temple, Du Shun seemed to think of something: "Your Majesty! Don't dare to say anything else, the temple should be easier to repair!"

"A monk named Master Huijue came to the city recently. Many people regard him as a guest of honor."

"I heard that many gentry are extremely convinced of him, and now many families are gathering together to raise funds to build a temple."

"It should be in the near future!"

Emperor Jing nodded.

He didn't like monks like monks.

But at this juncture, it is a good thing to absorb more disaster victims.

A group of people were walking on the street, and a small alley appeared at the corner of the road.

Many people who looked like disaster victims sat in the corner of the wall to rest in ragged clothes, with their chests exposed.

When Emperor Jing saw it, he walked over.

Guo Tianyang gestured behind his back, followed by Anshao.

The victims are resting, chatting with each other.

Suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, dressed very delicately, he immediately became nervous.

Asked: "This master...is there anything you can do with the younger one?"

Emperor Jing often had a straight face, and tried to adjust his expression in front of the victims, becoming much softer, and asked: "You are the victims from outside the city, what's your name?"