Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

"Your Highness has lived in the imperial city for a long time. Although he cares about the people, he is too naive about the affairs of the world."

After getting Zhu Ming's approval, Wang Juren took a deep breath and spoke as tactfully as possible.

As he spoke, he was observing Zhu Ming's expression, fearing that he would anger the little grandson of the emperor.

Whether it was food for disaster relief or water for farming, Zhu Ming's thinking was too simple.

"Well, that makes sense."

Zhu Ming just smiled and nodded, but he didn't mean to blame Wang Juren.

However, he did not intend to change his mind. They could not do it, but for him who had the memories of his past life, that might not be the case.

"Master Wang, please go back and rest first."

He looked at Wang Juren and smiled.

All the affairs of this county, big or small, are now in the hands of Wang Juren.

As for disaster relief, it’s better to leave it to yourself.

"I am resigning."

Wang Juren saw what Zhu Ming meant, so he didn't say anything more. He just bowed and left.

"Where is the prefect?"

Chen Ling was now at the door of the Shanxi prefect, shouting loudly.

Ever since he received Zhu Ming's letter, he dared not delay and traveled day and night, even changing horses several times.

Just because of the Feiyu suit and the Embroidered Spring Sword on their bodies, no one dared to stop them.

"Who is it, making noise outside?"

Wang Ganju opened the door somewhat impatiently, and looking at the clothes on Chen Ling, the sleepiness that was still in his mind instantly disappeared.

"May I ask what the Jinyiwei has to do with you when they come to my house?"

He politely bowed to Chen Ling, smiled apologetically, and spoke with trepidation in his heart.

Although his rank as the prefect of Shanxi was far above those of the Jinyiwei.

But the Jinyiwei were the emperor's confidants, and when they came to the residence, they would usually either arrest people or confiscate their homes.

I don’t know what I did wrong that allowed the Jinyiwei to block the door?

"Don't be nervous, sir. I am only here to deliver a letter."

Chen Ling naturally knew why Wang Ganju had such an attitude, so she smiled and calmed him down.

As he spoke, he took out the letter written by Zhu Ming from his bosom and handed it to Wang Ganju.

"Deliver a message?"

Wang Ganju looked at Chen Ling with a puzzled expression. He only brought two people with him, and it really didn't look like they were here to arrest someone.

He took the letter, lowered his head, glanced at it, and then put it away.

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will change my clothes and then go to get the food."

He bowed respectfully to Chen Ling again and returned to his mansion.

Soon, he changed into a red court robe and went straight to the government office.

"I wonder where His Royal Highness the Grandson is now. Why doesn't he go to the Shanxi government office but travels alone?"

Wang Ganju was walking with Chen Ling and asked with some confusion.

He really couldn't understand why a grandson of the emperor came to provide disaster relief instead of coming to Shanxi to take charge of the situation, but instead went to see the county magistrate somewhere.

"Who dares to speculate on His Royal Highness's intentions? I am only following orders."

Chen Ling just had a cold face and spoke in a deep voice.

He was prepared to find out what His Royal Highness the Grandson was thinking through himself.

"With the Emperor's grandson here, the prefect only needs to follow orders."

His eyes swept over Wang Ganju coldly, which was also a warning to Wang Ganju, telling him not to guess too much about his intentions.

"That's right. I will obey the orders of His Royal Highness the Grandson."

Wang Ganju smiled awkwardly, feeling that he had made himself look bad. He went to the government office without any delay and issued the order to transfer grain.

"Your Highness the Imperial Grandson requested eight thousand bags of grain, and I specially added two thousand more bags. I have already ordered someone to deliver it immediately."

After watching the messenger leave, Wang Ganju turned back to look at Chen Ling and spoke with a smile.

Fortunately, he did not touch the disaster relief funds, so there was enough money and grain for Zhu Ming to allocate.

"Then I'll trouble you, sir."

Chen Ling also knew why Wang Ganju gave him the extra two thousand bags of grain. He just wanted her to say a few good words in front of the emperor's grandson when she returned to him.

He has seen many tricks like this.

However, the Jinyiwei only obeyed the orders of the emperor and his grandson, and never cared about these official affairs.

His Majesty the Emperor also hates it the most, that the Jinyiwei are too close to people in official circles.

Seeing that Chen Ling refused to listen, Wang Ganju could only smile awkwardly.

Now that these money and food have been delivered, His Royal Highness the Grandson will know that I value him, and it will be worth it.

"I wonder if His Royal Highness the Grandson has said when he will come to the government office?"

If Zhu Ming wanted to revive the disaster in Hedong, he would certainly not be able to stay in such a small county town, and would eventually have to return to the Shanxi government office.

When the time comes, he will perform well in front of His Royal Highness the Emperor's grandson and seek a future for himself.

Although the prefect is already an important official, who would complain about his high position?

There is no way, I want to improve too much.

"I don't know either. Who dares to guess what His Royal Highness means?"

Chen Ling shook his head. It was not that he was keeping his mouth shut. His Royal Highness the Grandson had just arrived there and he had already arrested the magistrate. It seemed that he would have to stay there for a while.

Otherwise, he would not have asked the governor of Shanxi for so much food.

"My lord, you must be tired after the bumpy journey. Why don't you rest here for a night and leave with the food tomorrow morning?"

Wang Ganju still didn't give up. He looked at Chen Ling and said with a smile.

"His Royal Highness is still waiting for me to return with the imperial physician. I dare not keep him waiting any longer."

Chen Ling also became a little impatient. She looked at Wang Ganju and directly rejected his request.

It takes time to allocate food, but he also has to report back as soon as possible.

Moreover, when he came, the emperor's grandson ordered him to take the imperial physician back with him.

Seeing Chen Ling being so indifferent, Wang Ganju no longer insisted and had to give up.

After letting Chen Ling have lunch and take a short rest, he prepared a carriage for him and took the imperial physician away.

"Your Highness, this is the only water source in this county that has never dried up."

Wang Juren led Zhu Ming out of the county town, walked to a small lake, and introduced himself to Zhu Ming.

Although he also felt that the situation in the county was no longer suitable for growing crops, he did not dare to stop His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor.

“You call this a lake?”

Zhu Ming frowned as he looked at the lake in front of him, which was already half the water level than usual.

This is not a small lake at all, it's almost dried up into a ditch.

In this situation, it is impossible to grow crops.

"It should be enough."

He bent down again, reached out and grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed it. After all, it was soil by the lake, so compared to the cracked soil, it could still squeeze out a few drops of water.

He hadn't originally planned to grow only crops. He could have grown other things as well, and sold them for money, which he could then exchange for food.

When it comes to farming, there is more than just one option.