Master Dong saw that Zhang Junlin was still as careless as ever.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether to praise the prince for having such a steady spirit or to blame the prince for being a fool and not doing serious business.

"Your Highness, after the news of Xiang Hong's victory spread, refugees from nearby counties poured into the city. Plus, plus..."

Master Dong looked ashamed and angry, and hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Your Majesty has only left three days of food for the soldiers guarding the city. There is now a shortage of food in the city."

"oh."

Zhang Junlin responded lazily.

Originally, Zhang Chengqian wanted the entire Jinling city militia to be used as cannon fodder, and food would only be supplied until the Western Chu army arrived.

Food shortages after the war were also expected.

"Your Highness, is there anything you can do?"

Master Dong's face turned red.

The eldest princess handles military affairs and leaves everything in the city to him.

But he was only good at teaching the prince how to govern the country, but he didn't know how to settle people's livelihood.

"Father and the others have taken away all the military rations. Unless I catch up and snatch them back."

Zhang Junlin suggested with a serious face.

"Why don't we drive the prisoners of Xi Chu to catch up with our father and ask for military rations?"

A person like Zhang Chengqian who is greedy for life and afraid of death will not easily return to Jinling even if he receives good news.

If the prisoners of Xichu were to catch up, they would probably be so frightened that they would never dare to return to Jinling for the rest of their lives.

"Your Highness, please stop joking."

Taishi Dong broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt more and more that he had made a mistake by asking the prince for advice.

But there is no food in the city and there are many refugees, so it is easy to be incited and cause trouble.

"Your Highness, why don't you write a letter to Your Majesty and ask Your Majesty to distribute some grain and transport it back to Jinling?"

"Let's talk about three to five days at a time. If it were you, how could you be hungry for so long?"

Zhang Junlin's words made Grand Master Dong blush even more.

"It's the veteran who is incompetent."

"No."

It's because the emperor has no eggs.

Zhang Junlin sat back on the recliner, shaking his head slowly while thinking about a solution.

In troubled times, food and grass are not enough for ordinary people.

Before running away, the royal family also used the excuse to resist the increase in taxes by the Western Chu army, and took the opportunity to plunder a lot of people's food.

Who has the most food and grass in the city now...

"If Your Highness is really unable to have a son, I will go to the eldest princess to discuss it."

"My sister is kind-hearted, what good ideas can she come up with?"

Zhang Junlin said with a sly smile.

"Urgent measures are used in extraordinary times. Master, don't you really think about grabbing food?"

Zhengchou had no reasonable excuse for letting the prisoners go mow grass in other people's fields.

Give me a pillow when you feel sleepy.

"Your Highness, I take my leave..."

Zhang Junlin quickly caught up with Master Dong, still beating the drum.

"Grand Master, we can eat the food directly after we rob it. We won't be hungry even after a meal. Isn't it delicious?"

"Your Highness, there is no need to joke anymore, I will never do anything disloyal."

Master Dong could not bear his heartbeat.

But even if he wanted to steal His Majesty's food, he would be too late every time he came and went.

We don’t know how many people will starve to death.

"Grand Master, what are you thinking? Do I look like that kind of unfilial son?"

picture!

Dong You blinked and did not dare to speak.

"I'm not joking, I'm talking about business. When the emperor searched for people's fat and people's anointing, wasn't it because there was no food in the treasury and no one donated food? But I heard that when I left, the soldiers escorted only the imperial food."

Zhang Junlin saw Grand Master Dong stop and thought with a solemn expression.

He put his right hand on Taishi Dong's shoulder and whispered into his ear like a devil.

"Jinling is the capital of South Vietnam, where powerful and aristocratic families gather. No one can starve them. Grand Master, guess where the remaining food went?"

Master Dong shivered.

Your Highness has said that it is a place where powerful and aristocratic families gather, so where else can the food go?

"Your Highness, if those people come back and find out that this was His Highness's idea, they will definitely receive crazy revenge."

In troubled times, food and grass are hard currency.

The royal family accounts for one-third of the cultivated land in the world, and farmers occupy two percent for reclaiming wasteland. The remaining half is controlled and expanded by powerful and aristocratic families from their ancestors.

Without the support of this powerful family, His Highness will always be the crown prince.

"The army of Western Chu marched thousands of miles without bringing a grain of rice with them. They just grabbed and fought. Without me to win the battle, their food and manpower left in Jinling would be gone."

"Instead of giving it to the people of Western Chu, why not give it to your own people? Don't you think so, Taishi?"

Zhang Junlin has no worries about retaliation.

When those people dare to return to Jinling, it is not certain who will take revenge!

"..."

Grand Master Dong has always been eloquent, but at this time he could not say a word.

His Highness's words were true, but I always felt that something was wrong.

"The grand master may think that the word "rob" is not elegant. In this case, you can say that I asked you to borrow it, and first borrow it from the Chen family of the state leader."

Chen Jiaben is a local small and rich farmer.

Because Queen Chen entered the palace of Prince Zhang Chengqian as a concubine, and later became queen, she rewarded the Chen family with a lot of farmland.

And by continuously encroaching on the cultivated land of surrounding farmers over the past ten years, the Chen family now has 50,000 acres of fertile land under their name.

"I heard from the farmers in Zhuangzi that the Chen family donated five thousand shi of grain. According to my guess, the Chen family still has at least 50,000 shi of grain in hand."

One stone is one hundred catties.

Grab it... Oh no, you can survive for a long time if you borrow the food from the Chen family.

Zhang Junlin saw the green light in Dong Taishi's eyes and knew that the matter was settled.

"Okay, I will go to the Chen family to borrow food!"

Even if he knew that the prince was deliberately stabbing the Chen family, he still thought that there were so many mouths waiting for food.

Grand Master Dong would rather offend the Chen family, Empress Chen and the two princes, but he would also like to "borrow food".

Zhang Junlin couldn't help laughing when he saw Master Dong getting on his horse as if he was going to die.

"Whoever dares to question my decree should come to me face to face."

He wished that the Chen family would come to cause trouble.

When I was in the harem, I was often bullied by the Chen family.

Regardless of whether he is now a peak sixth-level warrior or the prince of the Supervisory Kingdom.

But in the eyes of the Chen family, I am afraid that the next emperor of the South Vietnam Kingdom will be from the Chen family.

Will never listen to him.

"The joy of fishing and law enforcement."

Zhang Junlin picked up a curled-edged hoe from the ground, put it on his shoulder, and walked toward the forest while humming a song.

Wait until his figure disappears in the mountains and forests.

All the Western Chu generals stopped mowing the grass in unison, showing dissatisfaction on their faces.

"After all, we are high-level warriors of the middle and third levels. Even if we meet the Emperor of South Vietnam, we should be treated politely. Why are we allowed to cut grass here?"

"If he doesn't let us stop when it gets dark and we don't have food and grass to eat, does he treat us as prisoners or slaves?"
To be continued...