Emperor Jing walked to the porridge shed and looked down. He saw that the porridge in the pot was quite thick.

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

According to this viscosity, it is not a big problem to ensure that a person can survive by eating two meals a day.

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

Of course! When Jianjiang came, Fangzheng came up and chopped off the head of the prefect.

This seems to be your order. We are all neighbors, so who dares to do something strange?

If we can't handle the soup-giving thing, then Fang Zhengyi will come over with his sword and chop me down too?

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

When I dipped a spoon into it and then turned it out, my face suddenly changed!

The slightly yellow porridge water was obviously mixed with a lot of sand and gravel!

Emperor Jing immediately became furious and shouted angrily: "Du Shun! What's going on?! Are you just giving this to the people!"

"After Liu Xun died, there are still people who dare to covet grain? How dare they mix sand and gravel into grain!"

Du Shun was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, please don't be upset. Your Majesty, please don't be upset!"

"This... this was done on purpose!"

Emperor Jing frowned and softened his voice: "Did you do it deliberately? Please tell me carefully."

Du Shun said with a smile: "Food is precious, and there is actually a shortage of food in the government."

"Some people are not actually victims of the disaster, they are just city residents who come out to eat and drink in order to take advantage."

"Also, some people are not that hungry. In order to let them eat less, give more to the elderly, weak, women and children."

"If the porridge is mixed with gravel, only people who are truly hungry will be willing to drink it."

"I wouldn't take a sip unless I absolutely have to."

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

Zheng Qiao and other companions drove behind Emperor Jing and nodded secretly.

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

He is good at giving porridge, and the management of Yunlu Mansion is really good!

Emperor Jing also looked slightly brighter: "Well, yes, it makes some sense. Did you come up with this method?"

Du Shun wiped away a cold sweat.

He hesitated for a moment and replied: "No...this method was passed down from Jianjiang."

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

"I called people to the Yamen and asked about it before I found out about this method."

You can't lie about this. Your Majesty is in Yunlu today, and after completing his inspection, he will probably go to Jianjiang.

This credit cannot be attributed to oneself.

Fang Zhengyi

A name emerged in everyone's mind that made them sick when they saw it.

That is, that bitch is doing this dirty trick!

Emperor Jing smiled and said, "Yes, how is the price of food now?"

"Grain prices have dropped a lot recently. Jianjiang has lifted grain price restrictions. Many grain dealers from other places have flocked to Jianjiang. Yunlu buys all his grain from Jianjiang."

"There are many victims of the disaster in Yunlu City. I am afraid of causing dissatisfaction among the people and causing civil unrest, so I am still suppressing food prices."

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

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

Everyone followed him and entered the city.

There is nothing special about the city, except that a large number of disaster victims were brought into the city.

Emperor Jing asked as he walked: "With work-for-relief, how many victims can we help deal with now?"

When Du Shun heard this, he immediately said: "There should be hundreds... thousands of people here."

"Too few. There are tens of thousands of victims. If the work-for-relief program can only accommodate this small number of people, it is better not to do it."

"Find ways to mobilize the power of the private sector and build fortifications with the help of wealthy private businessmen."

"If it is just a small-scale construction project carried out by the government, it will waste money and waste people's money!"

Du Shun smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, there is nothing we can do about this."

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

"Too much money has been spent on buying grain, so naturally we can only do a little bit of building fortifications."

"The wealthy private households are also unwilling to build fortifications. At this time, no one is willing to spend money. I have talked with the local gentry several times."

"They agreed, but it was just a small repair, and no one was willing to pay a lot of money!"

"My lord...you can't go and rob it."

Emperor Jing was silent, but Du Shun's words made sense.

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

If you push too hard, it will definitely mean that the government is forcing the people to rebel, and the people will lose their support and the problem will be even bigger.

After a while, Emperor Jing asked: "You talked about the river-building model. Are there any other ways to build a river?"

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 brought together wealthy businessmen, and the government gave the power to build roads and dams to the businessmen."

"I didn't inquire about the specific situation anymore."

"This... this people's livelihood depends on it, I would never dare to do this!"

All the accompanying officials nodded in agreement.

The right to build roads and dams should never be left to merchants.

Businessmen spend every penny and will do anything to save costs.

The road broke down not long after it was repaired, so the impact was not big.

But if you dare to hand over something like a dam to an outsider, then the old man will really be impatient while eating arsenic.

What if something happens one day? Will my head still be there?

But it seems very reasonable when placed on Fang Zhengyi.

That guy is so courageous, there seems to be nothing he wouldn't dare to do!

Emperor Jing also nodded helplessly: "Yes, this matter needs to be more prudent. You continue to find local gentry for an interview."

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

Speaking of the temple, Du Shun seemed to have thought of something: "Your Majesty! I dare not say anything else. The temple should be better repaired!"

"A monk has recently come to the city, his name is Master Huijue. Many people regard him as their guest."

"I heard that many wealthy gentry are extremely convinced of him. Now many families are getting together to raise funds to build temples."

"It should be soon!"

Emperor Jing nodded.

He has no good impression of monks and other monks.

But at this juncture, it would be a good thing to attract 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 victims of the disaster, dressed in rags and with their breasts exposed, were sitting in the corner to cool off.

As soon as Emperor Jing saw it, he walked over.

Guo Tianyang gestured behind him, followed closely by a whistle.

The victims were resting and chatting.

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

Asked: "This master...does he have a problem with me?"
Chapter completed!