The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Cui Yingyuan, the prefect of Yuanzhou, sat in his study, reading the urgent reports sent in from various places, and his head was throbbing.

"Master, are you worried again?" Cui Rong brought in tea and said nothing. "This is a natural disaster. It is normal to be unable to cope with it. Master, just follow the rules and wait for the court to allocate funds and grain. In this situation, it is a credit if you do nothing wrong."

"What do you know?"

Cui Yingyuan frowned, feeling irritated. "Now many places in Yuanzhou have been hit by disasters. Houses have been destroyed, fertile fields have been submerged, and casualties among the people are increasing. The losses are incalculable! Since I am the prefect of Yuanzhou, it is my responsibility to deal with these matters! If I do nothing, it will be a fault!

I was transferred to Yuanzhou, where I have been the prefect for more than ten years, but I have never been able to move up one step. If I deal with this natural disaster properly, I may be able to add to my political achievements and increase my chances of promotion. But if I don't deal with it well, there will definitely be many people in the court who will impeach me, and the position of Yuanzhou prefect is also watched by many people!

Hearing this, Cui Rong was even more puzzled. "In this case, Master should not worry at all. Natural disasters are nothing more than a lack of silver and food. As long as we can solve these two problems, it will be a great achievement if it is reported to the emperor. Isn't it simpler?"

"It's easy for you to say, but where does the money come from? Where does the food come from?"

"If there is not enough grain, we can borrow or requisition grain from the nearest city. As for silver..."

Cui Rong poured a cup of Baixiang tea and handed it over. Her eyes were dark and her smile was unclear. "Who among the famous people in Yuanzhou Chamber of Commerce is not rich? It is only natural for them to pay some money in the face of natural disasters and national calamities.

Jin Jia is the president of the Chamber of Commerce, so it is most appropriate for him to handle this matter. On the one hand, he can share the worries of the master, and on the other hand, his friendship with the major wealthy businessmen makes it easier for him to lobby.

If he does the best job, the credit goes to the master, the people are grateful to him, and he wins the hearts of the people. If he fails, it is his fault, and the people blame the cold-blooded merchants, not the master. "

After being married for many years, how could Cui Yingyuan not guess his wife's intention? This was to put the Jin family in a dilemma.

He frowned and glanced at her, "Are you still eyeing the Jin family's Baixiangcha?"

"Master, what do you mean by 'staring at it without giving up'? Isn't it because of you?"

Cui Rong said angrily, "There is a lot of potential for Baixiangcao. If we can get hold of this magical herb first, earning money is secondary, and using it to build relationships for the master is the most important thing. The more powerful a person is, the more he wants to have a healthy body and live a long life. With Baixiangcha as a stepping stone, it is only a matter of time for the master to be transferred back to Changjing."

"What can you think of that others can't think of? Today you snatch the Baixiang Tea from the Jin family, and tomorrow others will snatch the Baixiang Tea from you. Sooner or later, the Baixiang Tea will become a hot potato and burn us all over with blisters!"

This is also the reason why he has been making special efforts to befriend the Jin family recently, but has not set his sights directly on Baixiang Tea.

Cui Rong smiled softly, "Who said we are going to hold on to Baixiang Tea? We will offer the benefits to the dignitaries who are interested in Baixiang Tea. Master, just leave this matter to me. Not only will I not let you get blisters all over your body, I will also use Baixiang Tea to win you a network of favors and help you rise to prominence!"

Cui Yingyuan sipped the Baixiang tea slowly and did not answer immediately.

Cui Rong was not in a hurry either. She waited quietly by the side, feeling confident about what was going on.

"A virtuous wife brings less trouble to the husband. Madam, you and I are closely related, so please don't cause trouble for me." After a long time, these words rang out in the study.

This is as it should be.

Cui Rong raised the corner of her lips, "Master, don't worry. Husband and wife are one. How could I cause you trouble? Wait for my good news."

As she walked out of the study, the maid waiting outside immediately held up an umbrella to prevent the rain from getting the lady's clothes wet.

Cui Rong walked into the rain, and in a very good mood she stretched out her palms to catch the falling rain.

Before, she was troubled by the master's reluctance and could not sleep because of Bai Xiang Tea.

She had to thank the heavy rain. With the master's nod, she acted with fewer concerns.

The Cui family are officials, and the Jin family are civilians.

It would be easy for her to snatch the Baixiangcao from the Jin family.

Afterwards, she handed the Baixiangcao over to her younger brother to manage. The Cui family prospered, and her Rong family naturally benefited as well.

Baixiangcao definitely has such a prospect!

The more she thought about it, the more excited Cui Rong became. She could already foresee that her family would be prosperous in the future, and her husband would be in a high position in the government. Both the Cui and Rong families would respect her!

In the study, Cui Yingyuan let out a long breath, his eyes fell on the urgent reports from various places piled in front of him, and then he picked up his pen to write another memorial to be sent to Changjing.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed before my eyes.

When Cui Yingyuan looked up, a man in gray was already standing in front of the desk.

He was nearly thirty years old, tall, with a handsome face, and a cold and sharp aura around him, like a half-drawn blade that could hurt people with just one move.

"Who are you!" Cui Yingyuan was startled and subconsciously called for help, then he saw the man showing the Green Dragon Jade Token.

It was daytime now, and even though it was raining, the light coming through the window was enough for Cui Yingyuan to see the token clearly.

Top-grade green jade with a relief of a four-clawed coiled dragon and the word "Lin" engraved in the middle of the jade plaque.

“!!” Cui Yingyuan’s face turned pale immediately, and he almost crawled out from behind the desk and knelt on the ground, “Yuanzhou Governor Cui Yingyuan, kowtows to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!”

Even if the officials in the court have no good eyesight, they must recognize this badge!

This was personally bestowed by the Emperor on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on his hundredth day!

Except for the crown prince, no one dares to wear the dragon pattern!

Lin is the name of the prince.

It also represents the power bestowed by the Emperor on the Prince, as if I were here!

The person who came must be someone close to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and his martial arts skills are extremely high. No wonder he could appear in his study quietly, and the guards in the mansion were completely unaware!

"Your Highness has ordered that various areas in Yuanzhou have suffered severe disasters and cannot wait for relief from the court. Lord Cui is ordered to mobilize personnel immediately, open the official granary, and distribute grain to the affected people! Grain can be borrowed from nearby prefectures as appropriate! However, anyone who obstructs or shirks relief efforts with excuses, or embezzles the money will be executed!" Mo Yi gave the order, his tone cold and emotionless.

The word "behead" is even more frightening when heard by people.

"Your Majesty, obey my order!"

"Also, Lord Cui is to issue new rules to all grain merchants in the prefecture. In the face of national crisis, we should work together. The local grain price fluctuation cannot exceed 20% of the market price! If anyone violates the order and takes advantage of this to make a fortune, Lord Cui will decide how to punish them!"

The message was delivered, and the gray-clothed man in front of the desk disappeared as quietly as when he came.

Cui Yingyuan straightened up and sat down instead of kneeling. Even though the oppressive feeling brought by the man in gray was no longer in the study, he still felt a chill on his back.

Now I finally have time to think.

Shouldn't His Royal Highness still be recuperating in the Royal Temple? Could it be that the news from Changjing two months ago was wrong?

That's impossible. The Queen took the Crown Prince to the royal temple to pray. The huge procession left Changjing, and countless people saw it with their own eyes.

The Queen Mother returned to the palace a month ago, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not go with her. It was rumored that His Royal Highness stayed in a temple to bathe in the Buddha and rest.