Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter 2457 Shandong, Drought

There is something evil about Shandong, this is what Xie Jin said.

He said that Shandong is close to the sea, but droughts occur from time to time, which is almost the same as in Shaanxi.

Jinan’s first spring rain this year has been long overdue.

In the Chief Envoy's Yamen, Chang Yu and Qian Hui stood in front of the hall looking at the sky with worried faces.

"The spring rain is late!"

Chang Yu said worriedly: "If there's another drought, I'm afraid the taxes in Shandong this year won't be able to be seen anymore!"

Qian Hui knew that he was worried that he would not be promoted due to lack of political performance.

But he is waiting too!

If Chang Yu is promoted to the capital, he is very sure that he can take over Chang Yu's position and become the head of Shandong's civil servants.

"Sir, that family has been very low-key recently. If there is a drought this year, we must be careful about land annexation!"

Qian Hui's voice was low, with some admonishment.

Chang Yu turned around with his hands behind his hands and sighed: "Jin Youzi is here, Yan Dajian is also here, and Fang Xing doesn't know when he will come back. I'm afraid Shandong will be uneasy this year. I just hope..."

His lips moved, but he did not express his hope.

Qian Hui nodded and said: "Probably not. That family has kept a low profile in recent years. His Majesty even issued a decree to praise them last year."

Chang Yu said helplessly: "Your Majesty is trying to appease the gentry, but there are so many gentry, how can we take care of them one by one, so why not use his house as a memorial arch."

Qian Hui said with a smile: "No matter how deep-rooted the memorial arch is, your majesty will not touch his family easily. Of course, if his family is ignorant and insists on getting involved in local affairs, it will be too ugly... then your majesty's temper will be bad." I can’t say for sure.”

Chang Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "What I am worried about is Fang Xing. Think about that year... that wall collapsed."

Qian Hui was surprised and then laughed.

Both of them thought of the trick that was almost a prank. Afterwards, the family members stamped their feet and yelled, but it was of no avail. There was no reaction from Zhu Di.

This shows that the royal family's attitude towards that family is really similar to that of the archway.

The archway must be erected, but we must be wary of ambitions in the archway.

So after Zhu Di didn't respond, the family became very alert and began to hibernate.

This is something that has been passed down for many years. The most effective thing is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. No one else can learn from it.

"Sir, Lord Jin and the others are back."

Jin Youzi came in wearing a bamboo hat. When he saw Chang Yu and Qian Hui in front of the hall, he said: "I went downstairs to take a look. It may be a drought this year. All places should pay attention to it. The ditches need to be tidied up and wells should be dug. "

This was a bit overwhelming, but Chang Yu and the two didn't mind.

"It means there is some drought. Yesterday, I went to the countryside and asked an old farmer about it. He said it is there, but it shouldn't be severe."

The three of them entered the lobby and sat down, and then Yan Dajian also came.

"The situation is not good. The people are a little worried about this year's harvest. I have asked several grain stores and they are also waiting and watching."

Jin Youzi said coldly: "What are you waiting for? Not to mention the granaries in Shandong, the grain stored around the capital is more than enough to feed the people of Shandong. But..."

Jin Youzi's eyes became more serious and he said, "It's time to check the granaries in various places."

Chang Yu felt a chill in his heart and said, "I will make arrangements right away."

Qingzhou Fucheng is experiencing a long spring rain.

The drizzle falls on the fields, only moistening a thin layer, but it is not enough to ensure farming.

There were many farmers standing in the field. Some people dug up some soil and said disappointedly: "It's not enough!"

Everyone is looking at the sky, hoping that the spring rain will turn from wisps to a downpour.

"Oh my god! Even a flood is better than a drought!"

"Forget it, I can still farm anyway, so I'll keep an eye on it."

An old man was persuading, "Which family doesn't have food stored in their home? Please calm down. Someone from the government will definitely come to check later."

"What a damn thing to check! There was a drought in Texas a few days ago. More than a thousand people were worried about living on their own laurels. There was no movement from the government. Instead, the gentry gave them some food."

"Well, I also know about this. Those gentry used to build bridges and pave roads and they were not far behind others. But now that their fields have been taken back, their lives are not easy either!"

"But what about our days?"

When the old man heard that the young people were dissatisfied with the gentry's treatment, he cursed: "This year, your Majesty reduced the grain tax by 10%, why don't you praise me?"

Those young people also felt embarrassed after hearing this. Someone said: "But that is a food tax that is exempted only if there is too much food to eat."

There was no way to explain this. The old man took off the hemp shoes from his feet, carried them and rushed towards the young man who spoke.

The young man was his junior. Seeing his ferocity, he turned around and ran away.

The two of them ran and chased each other, and everyone around them was laughing, until a group of knights slowly came over.

Fang Xing saw the commotion, he dismounted and walked into the field, touched the soil with his hand, stood up and said, "There is less rain this year. Why doesn't Qingzhou Prefecture come out to organize the people to save themselves?"

No one answered this question. When the common people saw that Fang Xing and his party were pondering the soil, someone whispered: "Could it be that His Majesty sent someone down to take a look?"

Although they expressed sympathy for the gentry, it was because of interests.

They also support the emperor who has reduced the grain tax by 10% this year.

Yes, just like a belief, the people of China are always very philanthropic.

Fang Xing clapped his hands and walked over, and the farmers immediately began to gather.

This is caution.

Fang Xing asked with a smile: "I think this spring rain will not be enough to quench the thirst of the fields. Has anyone diverted water to dig wells?"

No one spoke to him, and Fang Xing was not embarrassed. He said to himself: "I just came from Jinan. The local government is organizing the people to repair canals and providing money and manpower to help the people dig wells!"

The old man finally couldn't help asking: "Excuse me, sir, are the officials in Jinan really in charge?"

Fang Xing nodded and said: "They are in charge, and they are providing money and food."

Fang Xing was not only worried about the people making trouble, because most families now have some surplus food, which is far from the point of famine.

He wanted to see the performance of the local government.

The old man was a little dissatisfied when he heard it: "No! The local government sent a few minor officials to take a look, saying that they would think of a solution later, but no one has come until now."

Fang Xing nodded, and then walked out of the field.

"Bah! Are you here to amuse us?"

A young man saw Fang Xing was calm and collected, but he looked like an ordinary merchant, so he felt that it was not worth it for him to be shocked by him just now.

The voice was not loud, so Fang Xing did not hear it.

After he got on the horse, he turned around and looked at the farmers, saying: "Don't worry, as long as there is a government, people will not starve to death in the future."

A group of farmers watched Fang Xing and others go away, and someone cursed: "Why are you pretending? What a bullshit government! When can we see them when something happens?"

"Bastard! If they were not on the side of the road, we could have killed them just now."

The eyes of the honest farmers gradually became more ferocious.

When the world is in chaos, what bullshit rules, what bullshit laws, just kill them first.

All Fang Xing saw along the way was a faint numbness.

The drought this time was not serious, and the grain price was not high, so there was no need to worry about starving to death.

But the emperor has just exempted the grain tax for this year, and everyone is looking forward to a good life.

The emergence of drought is like pouring cold water on this expectation.

There are two large granaries in Qingzhou Prefecture. During the last drought, there were fewer inspections, and then people fell to the ground one after another.

After that, Shandong was blessed by God. Although there were some minor disasters from time to time, there was never a shortage of food.

So Bai Qing was very lazy. With the sun shining on his body and feeling warm, he dozed off in the gatehouse.

He faintly heard the sound of horse hooves, but was too lazy to open his eyes.

The Ming Dynasty is not short of food now, the Japanese pirates have disappeared, and the followers of Maitreya have gone home because they can have enough food...

So the soldiers guarding the granary were lazy in the barracks.

Bang!

There was a loud noise from the direction of the gate. Bai Qing raised his head in a daze and saw that the gate had flown in.

A team of cavalry rushed in.

"Who...who are you?"

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