Fields of Gold

Zhu Junyang Fengdust servant returned from the experimental field on the outskirts of Beijing, dusted the dust on his body, and removed a lunar white regular clothing from the wardrobe. General Manager Liu asked for a signal outside and walked in hastily after being granted permission.

“My lord, the old slave has asked, Tang Gu Town is a disaster area of locusts, the locusts will not grow grass after, no crop particles exist...” General Manager Liu replied, looking carefully at the master's expression.

Zhu Junyang stopped wearing his clothes, his face became harsh and his eyebrows wrinkled tightly. Managing Director Liu suddenly felt the clouds overhead and suffocating dullness came at him. He bent even lower and buried his head deep.

“In other words, the ten acres of corn that are about to be harvested in Dongshan Village will not be harvested?” The first thing Zhu Junyang thought about was not whether the corn seeds could be retrieved, but whether the little girl with the big eyes would be sad and desperate to cry because of this heavy blow.

Managing Director Liu of Tanggu Town was busy with his master, traveling between Dongshan Village and Tanggu Town. The corn, the master placed great expectations and hopes, almost watched the corn seedlings grow every day, pull knots, smoke ears, grout... Yu Xiao said that these few days the young corn came down and boiled it for the master to taste. Who would have thought that the master went back to the capital and had such a major disaster. Yu Xiaoxiao's promise, this year cannot be fulfilled...

“Master, those corns are unfortunate, but don't be sad when this is over! Isn't there some seeds in the warehouse? We'll do it again next year!” Managing Director Liu couldn't help but comfort himself when he saw the King of the County for a long time.

Zhu Junyang slowly put on his clothes. Chief Liu hurried forward to help the master fasten his belt and tidy his clothes for him. Zhu Junyang was silent for a long time and finally asked: “Dongshan Village is a heavily affected area, what is the current food price? ”

Chief Liu was glad to ask the question himself. “It is said that at the beginning, except for Zhou's grain store, which rose less than five-fold, everything else grew tenfold and tenfold. At present, the original five pounds of coarse grain have risen to 100, and the quantity purchased has been restricted. White rice noodles are even more outrageous, a tael of silver can only buy two kilos... Many grain stores' grain reserves can no longer keep up, and it is estimated that the two families will double in the near future..."

Zhu Junyang whispered to himself: “In order to grow corn and watermelon, Yujia's fields have not grown a acre of food in the spring, all by buying food! How could the girl in the eyes of a diamond spend so much money on food? With so many people in the house, the food is already on the elbow, right? ”

Zhu Junyang's eyebrows wrinkled tighter when he thought of the thin figure of his thin arm and thin leg. Next time you go to Dongshan Village, will you see a skinny little hungry man?

“Chief Liu, carry two cars of food from Zhuangzi, and send it to the rest of the family in Dongshan Village first. Say Grandpa will be gone in a few days, don't feel guilty and worry about the corn, no one can stop the natural disaster. Tell Tang Gu County to keep order in Tang Gu and surrounding villages and never mess up. The Royal Court will put in place a disaster relief policy as soon as possible. If food is used, it will last a while and the food for disaster relief will be in place soon. Also, let Fang Xuan immediately start the fleet and go to the South to purchase food. Silver money, on top of my grandfather's private room!” Disasters are often accompanied by disturbances. The rest of the families are recognized as wealthy households in Dongshan Village. If there is disturbance, they will be the first to suffer!

Managing Director Liu looked at the master with hesitation. If the court did not speak, the master sent his fleet to the south to collect food. Would it raise suspicion that he had the intention of buying people?

Zhu Junyang glanced at General Manager Liu and knew what he was worried about. He waved at him. “Do it first, I'll go into the palace! ”

In the royal study, Jianwenti convened ministers to discuss disaster relief. After several years of rest and recuperation, even though the annual small disaster continues, as Jiangnan, Daming grain warehouse, the wind and rain have been smooth, and the national treasury is quite full. This locust disaster often occurs along the coast, the scope is relatively wide, the disaster is severe, and it is also on the eve of spring harvest, so people can't help but prevent the disaster!

“Your Majesty, meet the King of Yangshen!” The archdeacon quietly walked over to Jianwenti, whispering in his ear.

Zhu Junfan waved: “Let him in! ”

“Your Majesty, please go to Tang Gu Town for disaster relief, and look to the Emperor for mercy!” Zhu Junyang's face looked cold, his eyes frozen, revealing a strong fear.

Zhu Junfan lamented: “Junyang! The corn from Dongshan Village will be harvested in over half a month, right? You can go and see how much corn the rest of the family has taken down. Tell me the will, even if the corn particles are not harvested, the rest of the family is also Kung Fu of the Daming Dynasty. ”

“Please activate the fleet in support of disaster relief!” Zhu Junyang's eyes were slightly distracted and continued.

For the sake of the people of Daming, Zhu Junfan did not disagree, waved a large sum of money, and threw a sacred decree at him: “Approved, the treasury approved one million disaster relief funds, and designated the King of Yang County as the Minister of Disaster Relief, with full responsibility for disaster relief. Seeing this sacred decree, if I come to you personally, no one shall delay the relief of the disaster for any reason, or else a decision shall be taken!! ”

“Subject, Commander!” Zhu Junyang walked out of the royal study with a bright yellow holy spirit.

The ministers watched Yangshen Wang gradually move away from the shadows. Slightly more stylish, my heart sighs: the afterlife is fearful. If his heart is jealous, he secretly hates the Emperor's petition to the King of Yangshen, hoping that he will screw up the disaster relief.

The dark tide surged in the court, and the 17-year-old King of Yangxian became the red man next to the Emperor. It has only been less than six months since I returned from overseas, and I have been entrusted with another task. Looks like we're going to focus on raising him! Some people are starting to consciously connect with the Yangshen King.

The King of Yangshen is indifferent and ignores everyone? Doesn't matter. Doesn't he have a Jing Wang father? Hand it over to King Jing's Palace. It's always true! The King of Yangxian is about to make a disaster in Beijing. Can't you see anyone else? I thought Princess Yasushi had returned to the capital. Ma'am, diplomacy is still useful!

At this time, Yangxian Wang did not know and did not want to know about these matters. He transferred a shipment of food from his villages and led a team of guards to escort him in the direction of Tang Gu Town.

After receiving the sacred decree, the fleet, under the command of Fang Xuan, left for Jiangnan on the same day to procure food for disaster relief. Fang Xuan followed the Yangxian King to wander around the West. Not only did he open his eyes, but he also added officers to the duke. From the five-grade rider guard, he was promoted to the four-point commander, and was upgraded to two levels at once. Although there are also a number of risks at sea, but ask for rich insurance, Fang Xuan tasted the sweet spot to follow Yangshen Wang Wang.

As soon as he heard that the King of Yangxian was fully responsible for disaster relief, he was also strongly recommended by the King of Yangxian to purchase disaster relief food. His heart was moved. He naturally cheered up the spirit of 12 points and was prepared to make some achievements in order to live up to the King's trust in his push!

The Yangxian King carried two cars of food, and on his way to Tang Ancient Town, he encountered a number of disaster victims who had fled. Fortunately, food trucks are disguised as vehicles carrying coal and are protected by strong guards without extraneous branches.

In order to fear the delay, the King of Yangxian ordered to bypass the capital and come directly to Tang Ancient Town. Three days later, the food trucks similarly did not enter the town and turned towards the official road to Dongshan village.

When the pedestrians arrived in Dongshan Village, they were catching up with the meal, looking away, and Dongshan Village cooked smoke. Wang saw Dongshan Village in Yangxian County, compared to other villages that came all the way, could still unravel the pot. I thought that villagers sold seafood and stored some silver. Plus, Linhai, how could you find some food? Yang Junyang carried his heart all the way down.

As a result of the locust disaster, Rongxuan Academy has taken a vacation. With the small stone at home, Liu Fangping was brought with him. Either he went up to the mountains to catch locusts, or he went down to the sea to pick up seafood, and he also had to take time to study the tasks arranged by Mr. Wenxi to live a busy and fulfilling life.

“Brother Stone! There's a team of officers over there. Looks like they're headed to our house!!” Liu Fangping caught a locust and put it in a cloth bag. He looked up and saw the team dressed as a guard, screaming and shouting.

Little stone stood upright, squinting his eyes at the convoy, slightly worried about the tunnel: “It seems like a little county king walking ahead, wondering if we would be guilty of collecting corn in advance! ”

“But if we don't take it early, the locusts will eat it! We took so much corn, we should be rewarded!” Liu Fangping was also busy remembering the images of the day and night snatches. Big help is not helpful, some minor running errands are still useful.

Little Rock was not in the mood to catch the locust, and he held the bag and said to Little Square: "Go! Go home and check it out!! ”

The convoy headed by Zhu Junyang has come to Yujiamen in the curious and timid eyes of Dongshan Villagers. In the shack outside Yujia's door, the business of acquiring seafood continues. The shack is lined up in a long line. Yuhang and Uncle Yujiang are busy overweighing and settling.

I saw the convoy stop in front of my door, Yuhang stole my eyes, busily stopped my work and went to see my cousin in front of me.

Zhu Junyang tumbled down from his horse and threw the reins at the servants beside him. He turned to the two men and said: "No disrespect.” He lifted his foot unnecessarily towards the courtyard.

Most of the people who sell seafood are from Dongshan Village. When the locust disaster hit, each family suffered more or less losses, so that they stopped working on the pier for two days and soon returned to normal, part of the adult workforce and went to the pier to find work. More villagers, leading an old and small sausage digger to pick up oysters, have some entry every day. Food prices had risen again, savings were dwindling and villagers had to plan for the days ahead.

A lot of people from outside villages came to buy seafood. Seeing the position of the Yangshen King, he asked softly: “Who is this? Looks more classy than the rich guy in town...”