Maid, Little Lucky Wife

Mo Xuan and everyone looked at each other, thinking that it was a new arrival, so he should take a look first before talking.

The county magistrate brought the people to the mansion and quickly ordered them to boil water.

"Quickly, boil water for the adults to take a hot bath!"

Mo Xuan quickly stopped him, "No need, I just wipe it with a little water."

The county magistrate's expression froze and he spoke with a smile.

"Haha, it's the lower official who is ignorant."

Ling Yi never left Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan was wiping himself inside, and he was guarding the door.

"Sir, this county magistrate is quite interesting."

"Oh? Did you see it?" Mo Xuan laughed, this person was too obvious.

"Well, the people along the way are all sallow and thin, and their faces are full of fear. They are not facing us, but the county magistrate."

"It seems that he has a lot of prestige, but he doesn't rule out being suppressed by the county magistrate."

"And this man is fat and big-eared. He will definitely be able to eat enough. He just ordered people to boil water. At least he is not someone who is short of water."

I have seen a lot of officials along the way, but few of the county magistrates are fat. Most of them have thin faces and simple clothes. This is the first time I have seen such a fat county magistrate.

Mo Xuan nodded, "In this way, I will edit a book later, and you will send someone back to the capital. One copy will be given to the county magistrate, and the other will be given to the lady."

"Okay, sir," Ling Yi suddenly said teasingly, "Sir, do you miss your wife?"

Mo Xuan didn't say anything. He heard the faces of the lady and the children, and felt soft in his heart. He really looked like the lady.

The letters he wrote were very simple, and they were all about the conditions nearby, as well as the issue of soil quality and sand content.

In the letter to the prince, he also asked for seeds of fruit saplings, soybeans, watermelons, etc.

I remember that he had read a travel note that once introduced this kind of land, saying that it was most suitable for growing fruit trees, soybeans and watermelons.

Of course, there is also food. The situation here seems to be very serious, so food still needs to be dispatched.

He also expressed his guess about the county magistrate in the letter. He was probably a corrupt official who oppressed the people and did nothing.

Ling San left quietly, used Qinggong to climb over the mountain, found the horse, and then sent the letter all the way to the capital.

After the prince received the letter, he went directly to the palace without stopping.

The emperor read the letter and immediately made arrangements, "dispatching food and collecting fruit trees and watermelon and soybean seeds."

"But, Father, we have to make preparations for the reduction in grain production this year, and last year's grain has almost been used. Should we buy it from the south?"

At this time, no matter how hard the capital city suppresses, the price of food in various places has increased, and a lot of silver and food have been spent on disaster relief.

A lot of money from the national treasury has been used. If we take out some more, I'm afraid the national treasury will be tight.

The emperor glared at him, asking him to summon the ministers to plan together!

"Okay, I'll let everyone find a solution!"

Soon, the emperor mentioned this issue in the court, and many people were discussing it.

But it’s nothing more than those few methods. Each government and court has good clothing and food, and is dispatched from the Ministry of War...

When he heard that he was being deployed from the Ministry of War, the fourth prince almost glared. What happened after the deployment? Tell soldiers to tighten their belts? Why?

Then the military generals and other civil servants from the Fourth Prince's faction began to have their own opinions and kept arguing.

Chu Hou stood in front and said nothing. He rarely participated in court affairs now, which was different from the time of the third prince.

At that time, he didn't want to get involved. Now he recognizes the talents of the crown prince and the fourth prince, and many of them have been thought of. Besides, his son is getting better little by little. Sometimes he wants to retire and resign, but the emperor He Prince Renshan disagreed.

The prince had a headache from the noise, so he quietly approached Chu Hou and whispered, "Master Hou, do you have any suggestions?"

At the age of the Marquis of Chu, he had no idea of ​​promotion and wealth. There was no way he could be promoted, and any further promotion would be a rebellion.

They don’t pay much attention to rewards. What does the Hou Mansion have?

Chu Hou looked up at him and saw that he really wanted to ask, "How about trying to raise money? There are so many officials and there are so many wealthy businessmen. One family can donate a little and it is enough to feed a county."

The prince looked at Chu Hou in disbelief. He was really impressed, but this was a good idea.

The prince touched his chin and began to think. These officials were all fat and big-eared, so there must be something on their hands. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Wherever there is good, there must be negative. Some things are unavoidable.

Seeing that the noise was almost over, the fourth child was like a rooster that had won a battle.

The prince spoke slowly, "Actually, I have an idea!"

Since the Marquis of Chu didn't want this skill, he would accept it.

Father looked at him in surprise and saw him standing next to Chu Hou. Chu Hou half-squinted his eyes and looked down at his feet.

He felt a little relieved, "Your Majesty, do you have any good ideas? Can you tell me about it?"

"Collect donations, collect donations among officials, collect donations among wealthy businessmen!"

After saying that, I saw that the hall suddenly became quiet, and no one was willing to answer. Let them collect donations? How much is appropriate to donate? If you donate too much, what will happen to the source of the money? What should I do if the emperor and the prince are unhappy if the donation is too small?

The emperor smiled in his eyes and said as if he had a headache, "Hey, that's a good idea, but what should I do if no one is willing to donate?"

Now he quickly expressed his position, "I am willing to donate, but I don't have much money, so I may donate less!"

"I am the same, I am also willing to donate."

Looking at the people expressing their opinions one by one, the emperor was finally satisfied.

The Crown Prince, who was standing at the back, saw the heated atmosphere and quietly approached the prince and whispered a few words. After speaking, the prince and Chu Hou glanced at him unexpectedly.

The prince returned to his original position, and the prince looked at Chu Hou, who nodded towards him.

The prince thought that the matter was settled, so he raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty, I have thought of a way!"

The emperor was very satisfied with the prince today. He smiled and nodded first, gesturing for him to continue.

"My son believes that a monument of merit can be built on ** Street. Regardless of wealthy businessmen or officials, as long as they donate more, they can be ranked. Of course, officials and wealthy businessmen will be ranked separately."

"In this way, the common people can remember the achievements of these people and look up to them every day."

You can hear needles dropping in the hall. At the age of these people, this position, gold, silver, and wealth are secondary. Reputation is the most important thing. If they can be remembered by more people after death, their life will not be in vain.

Now not only the officials were moved, but also the fourth prince.

The fourth prince said, "Prince, I wonder if the royal family can make a donation?"

The prince rolled his eyes at him, what good things were he thinking of?

"The royal family can't be on the list, but they can donate!"

"Oh!"

The fourth prince looked full of regret.

At this time, Chu Hou said, "The Hou Mansion donated two pieces of silver!"

"I donated 8000 taels of silver!"

"I donated 5000 taels of silver!"

……

The courtiers present began to report the amount of donations one by one.

Naturally, someone started counting.

The minister's donation totaled 12 taels of silver. Only after wealthy businessmen posted the imperial list would anyone take the initiative to donate.