The Hanlins were all dejected.

Now that the leader is gone, why are you making trouble?

After a long silence, sounds were heard scattered in the crowd.

"I am ashamed, please punish me..."

Gradually, more and more people talked about it, and they were connected together.

Fang Zheng looked at this scene with a smile.

If I had known this, why would I have to be there? Fang Zheng, who was standing at the moral point, held the thigh of supreme power, wanted to mess with me?

Don't see if there is the capital!

Emperor Jing also had the urge to laugh, but his instinct made him suppress it and said lightly: "This matter is a matter that you are confused for a while. I can leave it alone. If there is any rebellion, I will never forgive you!"

"Everyone will go back and go to court as usual tomorrow."

Guo Tianyang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Your Majesty's temperament has indeed changed... This time, except for Yan Guoan and others, they did not see any blood.

Good thing...a great thing! Our family will be blessed in their later years!

The crowd gradually dispersed until only Emperor Jing and Fang Zheng were left in the yard.

Emperor Jing said: "Fang Qing, you did a good job. I should have given you a reward, but... your foundation is unstable when you first enter the court, so let's talk about it later."

Fang Zhengyi didn't care much, what other officials did the prince need when he was brought by his side?

I don’t even take it as an official!

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility to shirk!

"I thank you for your kindness, I am ashamed of you!"

Li Yuanzhao, who was standing beside him, was dissatisfied and shouted, "Father! I have a share too!"

Emperor Jing smiled and said, "Yes, the prince performed very well, but do you want me to give you an official position?"

"Don't have an official, just give the money!"

Emperor Jing's smile froze, paused for a moment, and said lightly: "I'm tired... let's go back to the palace."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Fang Zhengyi and Li Yuanzhao looked at Emperor Jing’s back in amazement...... It’s so stingy!

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The next day I went to court, and the usual order had been restored in the court.

Except for Yang Yingcai who was on crutches, he seemed very disharmonious.

Originally, the legs were fine, but the rheumatism suddenly broke out from the middle of the road.

He screamed in pain. The gangsters actually thought that his leg had broken, so they pulled him to the clinic and told the doctor.

The doctor is also a confused person, so he just packed it up.

Originally, Yang Yingcai wanted to untie him after he got home, but when he thought about it, he was shameless.

It’s better to just pretend to be sick... It’s not that embarrassing.

Who can blame a patient too hard?

So the next day he limped to court, but from time to time he would stab Fang Zhengyi with his eyes.

At this moment, Emperor Jing looked at the memorial carefully in the court.

Is the memorial written by Zhang Shi, and the topic is about the food shortage in the south.

After reading it, Emperor Jing ordered Guo Tianyang to start reading.

The content is nothing new. It was all argued with Founder a few days ago, and it was nothing more than opening warehouses and releasing grain, and specific distribution rules for stabilizing prices, etc.

After Guo Tianyang finished reciting, Emperor Jing said, "All you guys can come and discuss it if you have any opinions."

"This matter is of great importance. The local government has sent me three memorials to urge me to open the warehouse and release grain."

"If it continues, it will probably cause civil unrest. Today is different from the past. The floods in Jianjiang are very affected. All the officials will make suggestions."

Fang Zhengyi jumped out impatiently and wanted to work harder.

"Report to Your Majesty! I believe that suppressing grain prices is not feasible! Letting the flow of oneself is a good idea."

"Stamp down grain prices, grain merchants are not profitable, and it is extremely difficult for food in wealthy places to flow to disaster areas."

"Local governments do not have any method to collect grain. Even if there is one, they may not be implemented effectively and may not work... The only solution is to open up high prices to make the grain flow."

"Not only that, we must also try to spread the news everywhere... When the grain merchants hear the news, they will be able to keep the victims until the autumn harvest."

Sweet potatoes can’t be counted on, now they can only count on the market.

"I object!"

Before Zhang Shi could speak first, a large group of Hanlins stood up first.

"According to Master Fang's words, encouraging high prices will inevitably lead to panic. People are looking forward to the grain and sighing that they can't afford to buy food at that time?"

"If grain traders gather together and supply exceeds demand, it is inevitable that grain prices will fall. If there is no grain in the world, grain traders will not go to the disaster area. At worst, it is to maintain the status quo. How long can the stock of local granaries last?"

Someone retorted: "This move will inevitably lead to some people hoarding goods! What if someone takes advantage of this to make money from the national crisis? Is Lord Fang willing to let the victims starve to death because of food?"

Fang Zhengyi shook his head and said, "The hoarding incident will definitely happen, but grain merchants come thousands of miles away, so the cost of warehousing and transportation may not be able to control it."

"If most people starve to death, there is no way to talk about the benefits."

"What's more, if someone really can dominate the family and not seek profit but just to watch the victims starve to death, will the government do nothing?"

"The local governments must strictly grasp the trends of grain merchants and take the initiative to crack down on hoarding goods. This is always much simpler than collecting grain from local wealthy households!"

"It's just nonsense, now it's time to wait for grain merchants to go to the disaster area, collect grain on the spot, and stabilize grain prices."

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Emperor Jing also had a headache when he saw the noise below.

Fang Zhengyi said some truths, but since ancient times, the disaster relief measures have been as Zhang Shi said. Perhaps the effect is not very good, but it can stand the test of time.

But sometimes, ideas that fit in instinct are not necessarily correct.

When it was a bustling noise below, Li Yuanzhao, who was silently beside him, spoke.

"Father, my son has something to say."

The court suddenly became quiet. Why did the prince, who had always been silent in the court, suddenly speak today?

Emperor Jing smiled: "Oh? What's the prince's opinion? Let me listen."

"My son believes that even if the food price is stabilized, it may not be able to hold it calmly."

"So this method... cannot be used at once."

Zhang Shi said anxiously: "What did the prince say? Is it useless to say the government? Wouldn't the people in the world rebel?"

"No! Assuming that the grain price in the disaster area is now 2 taels per kilogram, and the government forces the grain merchants to sell 20 cents per kilogram, then only one thing will happen, that is, the people have no food to buy."

"So who can buy grain at this time? People with connections must be able to buy grain. The grain shortage is getting worse and worse. People with connections will definitely take this opportunity to increase grain storage, but how many people among the people can have connections?"

"Besides, if this palace is a grain merchant, it will stop selling grain. Just sell bowls and get one pound of grain when you buy a bowl. You can't control the free grain, right? How should the government control it then?"

"People's responses are endless... I have seen it all these days, so... it may not be possible to stabilize the price of grain!"

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Chapter completed!