At dusk, the summer sky can still be slightly bright.

A huge convoy of grain transport vehicles entered the city from Dongshuimen, arrived at the imperial city from Yu Street, and finally unloaded all the food in Prince Yu's mansion.

In fact, there are not many grain trucks, only a few hundred horse-drawn carriages, but it is very eye-catching when being pulled into the capital during this period.

The policemen escorted along the way did not hide it. When they met people who were asked, they would explain, "This is the grain purchased by Prince Yu's mansion from other places. Don't worry about the lack of food in Miaoweilou."

Ordinary people have no mathematical literacy and have no idea about the amount of food.

They just looked at the hundreds of cars and felt that there was a lot of food, and they thought it would be enough for at least one or two months.

When everyone thought of this, they felt much more at ease, and they were already nervous.

It is difficult to queue up the Miaoweilou team, but now they do not stop for twelve hours a day. As long as they are willing to queue up, they can always queue up in two or three hours.

When choosing between being hungry and queuing, you will definitely be willing to queue up.

The news soon spread, so that the convoy had not yet arrived at Prince Yu's Mansion, Prince Yu, Princess Yu and Liu Mingqi received the news.

When he saw Xu Dongping, who looked vicissitudes and tired, Princess Yu, who was originally interested in getting angry, could only snort coldly: "You are doing a good thing! What if we didn't use this food to provide disaster relief, but to use it ourselves? You would put our family on the fire rack and roast it!"

Xu Dongping ate the roasted chicken in big mouthfuls, and drank a few more sips of iced milk tea from time to time. He took the time to answer: "Sister, I'm not a fool. If I don't know what Xiaoqi is thinking, can I say that?"

"alright!"

When King Yu saw his wife scolding his brother-in-law again, he quickly spoke first: "Dongping, where did you buy food? You can still buy 20,000 shi at this time, which is really amazing!"

Now there is no new food in the entire Gyeonggi area.

As the grain merchants said before, the grain in Jiangnan was simply not here, and many local grain merchants were waiting and watching.

If the price soars all the way, even if they lose money, they are unwilling to deliver.

In the past few days, the common people clearly felt that the rice shops and grain shops had changed again. They seemed to be in a hurry to close and open the door. If they didn't queue up in advance, it would be easy to buy them.

This is why the people were so happy to see the grain carts from Prince Yu’s mansion entering the city just now.

"Hey, am I still trying my best toward Hebei?" Xu Dongping said: "Now in the Jiangnan region, Shandong has known about the locust plague. There is only Hebei near the Jingji region, and the two lakes are not known.

I definitely can't buy the two lakes area, it's life-saving food for the victims. So I took a boat all the way north to Hebei, and I ran very far and almost reached the boundary of Gansu, so I entrusted my friends there to collect the food.

After all, if they are close, I am afraid that even if they agree, they will easily regret it. Only when the distance is farther, it will not be so easy to change my mind. It is because I have gone too far that I have been delaying so much time."

"You are so smart, uncle!"

Liu Mingqi compared her thumbs with her hands, "Just relying on your spirit, the Xu family's soap and flower essential oils are taken for granted."

Listening to this, Xu Dongsheng next to him couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.

I have proved with my own actions that the Xu family and Prince Yu’s Mansion stand together firmly, and the Xu family is capable of doing the things arranged by Prince Yu’s Mansion.

This is a very important symbolic meaning.

When the two parties do business together, even relatives have to be divided into the main and secondary.

If the difference between them is too far, then it is not the main and secondary, but it depends on who will give you a bite of food.

Xu Dongping won this little face for the Xu family, so that people would not be called a waste of money.

"Fortunately, the place I want to sell this time is Jiangnan. If I change to another place, I really don't dare to take on this business." Xu Dongping sighed himself, "I have seen too many separations along the way. It's better to have a day without any talent when I have a life or death!"

Everyone nodded.

This time the locust plague involved almost four major provinces and had a population of more than 20 million.

Thanks to the locusts flying along the Yellow River, if they go up to Hebei and Anhui, the affected area will expand again.

As it is now, almost one-third of the Dakang Dynasty has been affected by the disaster and it will take at least two or three years to breathe.

"According to Dongping's words just now, a new wave of refugees is about to flow to the capital." King Yu turned to his son, "Can we open more places for relief for our food...?"

"no."

Liu Mingqi smiled bitterly and said, "I also want to give each of them a stone of food, but the problem is that we can't even save the people from the Imperial Palace. How can we take care of such hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of disaster victims?

If you want to do this, then the only consequence is that all five Miaowei Buildings will be closed in a few days, and the people of the Imperial Palace will have no hope and comfort."

Princess Yu also nodded, "My son is right. Although the victims are pitiful, even if there are mountains of grain, they can eat them all up. All we can do is persevere so that everyone can at least feel hope."

"All right!"

He also knew how much he had, so he could only say, "I hope the emperor can actively provide disaster relief, otherwise the Gyeonggi area would probably be full of corpses!"

...

Emperor Jinghe, who was sent by King Yu, was undoubtedly in anxiety and anger at this time.

What he was anxious about was getting heavier and heavier pressure.

This pressure is not pressed down at once, but slowly, bit by bit.

He could clearly see it, but he could not stop him from pressing it down.

Shandong was far more injured than expected, almost one-third of Shandong was swallowed by locusts.

Shandong has no power to support the alluvial plains at the junction of the three provinces.

So much so that the people on the alluvial plains could only escape famine to Anhui and Jingji areas.

It’s better to go to Anhui. The Jiangnan region is Anhui, Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. Jiangnan was not affected by the disaster. Liu Renhuai, the Governor of Jiangnan, was actively fighting the disaster, so they could have a bite of food.

The gentry in the Jiangnan region were also afraid that if the victims became chaotic people, it would be like locusts passing through the border, which would greatly damage their wealth and even threaten their personal safety. Therefore, they must support the Governor and donate money and food, and dare not be careless at all.

But it is not enough to go to Gyeonggi area.

The people were confused and didn't expect that the locusts would also fly in this direction.

The people who fled famine were much slower than locusts.

As a result, they saw the fields along the way, like their hometown, gnawed by locusts.

But now, they have no choice but to go all the way to the Imperial Palace, at least there must be food in the capital.

Why?

Because the emperor is also in the capital!

Can the emperor have nothing to eat?

So when you go to the capital, you will definitely find something to eat!

It has to be said that although the wisdom of ordinary people is a bit ridiculous and ignorant, it still makes sense.

Some people who had no idea, saw that everyone was walking towards the capital, followed them.

There are so many people, so the power is great.

Gyeonggi Governor Xiong Wenqing sent someone to report yesterday that at least more than 300,000 victims had flocked to the Gyeonggi area and did not stop, but went all the way westward and headed straight to the capital.

At their speed, the vanguard troops arrived in at most five days, and all the victims of the disaster should be able to arrive under the walls of the capital within ten days.

Although Xiong Wenqing also took some measures to keep them around the Gyeonggi area rather than moving forward, there were very few ordinary people who were willing to stay without an extremely tough attitude.

The mess here in the capital is already big enough. If 300,000 disaster victims are added, it is not only as simple as resettlement of disaster victims, but more importantly, it will be extremely psychologically stressful for the entire capital region, especially the Imperial Capital.

The problem of buying grain and reluctance to sell food will be even more serious.

Don’t save the victims by then, and you will fall into a collapse. That’s a joke.

Emperor Jing He, who was standing in front of Qianqing Palace, asked Zhao Shou beside him, "There is no information coming from Yangzhou yet?"

"Zhou Ming has been guarding the yamen. Whether it is a secret spy of the Embroidered Guard or a secret spy controlled by the palace, the news will definitely be conveyed as soon as possible." Zhao Shou replied.

"It's been ten days, Zhuo Yi should have arrived!"

"If it is the fastest ship, it should have arrived in Yangzhou. But Your Majesty, at present, you should not expect them! Even if Jiangnan brings money and food, it will take fifteen or even twenty days."

"I understand, but what else can I do now?" Jing Hedi said with a heavy face: "Prepare for the official warehouse to release grain! Let's deal with the Jingji area first."

"Your Majesty, how much grain can be placed in the official warehouse? Five million stones? Ten million stones? There are nearly 10 million people in the capital! In panic, no matter how much grain you have, you can buy it."

"What should I do?"

After Emperor Jinghe continued this sentence, Zhao Shou knelt down directly: "Your Majesty, I beg you to follow what Prince Yu said before, and let Lord Miao deal with the big grain merchants! Then prepare bran porridge at the same time!"

"Use bran porridge in Gyeonggi?" Jinghedi immediately rejected: "No! No matter how unbearable I am, I will not do this to the people in Gyeonggi."

"Where is the victims of the disaster?"

"The victims came to the Gyeonggi area, so they should be treated the same way." Jing Hedi waved his sleeves: "No need to say anything more. Go and find Miao Taisheng and talk about the method Ming Qi said last time. I agree, but be careful not to be too fierce."

"Old slave obeys the order!"

Zhao Shou bowed helplessly and walked out.

When encountering such a harsh situation, Your Majesty is still concerned about face.

Little do they know that if the victims get into trouble because of food shortage, they will lose!

Who is important, face or inner self?

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