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

Clang, Clang, Clang——

Clang, Clang, Clang——

The rapid sound of gongs came from far away.

The common people who were sitting in the fields with numb faces turned their heads when they heard the sound and saw men in yamen runners' uniforms riding horses towards them and shouting loudly.

"The government will open its granaries and distribute relief grain to the people!"

"Every household is waiting in the village. The grain delivery convoy will arrive soon and the grain will be distributed per person!"

"In addition, benevolent merchants in the city have donated clothes and other daily necessities, which will be sent here as well!"

"All disaster relief matters have been posted. If you still have questions, you can check the town notice board!"

After hearing the yamen runner's shout, pairs of dark eyes widened in disbelief, and then gradually burst into light.

It was like a dream. Someone stopped the yamen runner and asked him questions repeatedly. He only dared to believe it after getting a positive answer.

In just the afternoon, the surrounding area went from dead silent to bustling with activity.

The people poured out with cloth bags, backpacks and small baskets, and gathered at the entrance of the village, waiting excitedly and nervously for the distribution of relief supplies.

A sudden flood destroyed everything, and the food for each household had long been exhausted, otherwise why would they be so desperate?

"Is this true? The imperial court has distributed grain so quickly?"

"The bailiffs have come to report the news, how can it be false? We are just waiting!"

"With the relief food, at least we can get through for a while and have some time to breathe!"

"Here they come, here they come! I see the caravan! The carriages are all loaded with food!"

"It's really a grain convoy! Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

That afternoon, the sound of shouting "Long live the emperor" shook the sky.

The same scene is seen in Yuxi Village.

Although they had the support of the herb, which gave them more confidence than other villages, every household was short of food and clothing at that time.

The grain stocks in the town's grain store had long been snapped up by nearby residents, and even money was not enough to buy any grain.

Along with the government convoy came a merchant carriage.

The supplies distributed were what the people urgently needed, including clothes, cooking utensils, clean water, and building materials for building houses.

Each business carriage has a badge printed on it: Yuanzhou Jin Family, Guo Family, Yang Family, Ye Family...

The cheers were so deafening that they could be heard at the end of the village.

"Your Highness, the relief food has been distributed." Madam Du stood at the desk in the study, grinding ink, her eyes and eyebrows infected with a smile, "The flood has receded, and the relief materials have been distributed in time, solving the urgent needs of the people. You can hear the cheers, the people are all thanking the emperor for his grace."

Yan Changqing was practicing calligraphy, and smiled as he heard this, "Father is good at governing the country, and he loves the people like his own children. The people feel it, and they are loyal to him."

Nanny Du raised her eyes and looked at the calm and unpretentious young man standing behind the desk, her eyes becoming more loving and gentle.

Your Majesty is right. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can grow up healthily, he will surely be a great and wise ruler in the future.

At this time, Mo Yi walked in from outside and presented a letter, "Your Highness, this is a letter from the Jin family, please take a look."

Yan Changqing put down his brush, took the letter and unfolded it. After reading it carefully, he smiled and said to Nanny and Mo Yi, "The Jin family led the Chamber of Commerce to donate money for disaster relief. The names of the merchants were attached at the end of the letter. They didn't take credit for it. They were very smart."

"No one who can lead the Chamber of Commerce is stupid. Merchants are profit-driven, and the Jin family is considered to have good character and bottom line. Otherwise, Your Highness would not have allowed Mo Yi to seek cooperation with the Jin family." Nanny Du said with a smile, feeling comforted by the attitude of His Highness who did not shy away from mentioning it to them.

Yan Changqing picked up his pen again and wrote a few words on a piece of letter paper. His handwriting was clear, powerful and full of style. "There are a large number of people affected by the disaster in Yuanzhou. The supplies that the court can allocate are limited. It can solve the people's urgent needs, but it is difficult to solve the people's long-term livelihood.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Mo Yi, take this letter to the head of the Jin family.

Yuanzhou is remote and has an insignificant status among the major prefectures in Da Rui, but the treasures of Yuxi Village are enough to enrich a state and a city, and even benefit the entire Da Rui.

If the Jin family can maintain their integrity, I would like the Jin family to be the bridge so that the treasure can be delivered to the sixteen cities of Da Rui Jiuzhou. As long as I am alive, no one can destroy this bridge. "

Mo Yi's excitement flashed across his face, and he responded in a resounding, "Yes!"

Behind another desk in the study, Xu Hanzhang sat crookedly, marking papers. He only raised his eyelids and glanced at the young boy after he finished speaking, without saying a word.

However, if you look closely, you can see that there is a very shallow curve at the corner of the old man's mouth.

The study became quiet, with only the sound of cheers from afar.

The corners of Yan Changqing's lips curled up slightly.

The villagers in Yuxi sell Baixiangcao. This business is linked to the Jin family and can become a stable export channel to ensure the livelihood of the villagers.

It takes manpower for the Jin family to turn the herb into finished products. The affected people can find a job in the Jin family's workshop, and the stable income is enough for them to support their family and their future lives.

Finally, the finished products are distributed by the members of the Chamber of Commerce and sold everywhere, so that the merchants can make profits and the people in Da Rui can benefit from their health.

A win-win situation on all sides.

……

The Jin family dared to send a letter to the Yan family, and then Mr. Jin and Jin Qianlai stayed at home and did not go anywhere.

Anxious.

The father and son went to great lengths to persuade less than half of the Chamber of Commerce members to nod and take out some money to donate to the disaster relief.

Hiss, is it too little?

"Alai, you go to Yuxi Village quite often and have met the man from the Yan family quite often. What do you think he would think? Would he think 670,000 taels of supplies are too little?" Old Master Jin paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, wishing he could step out a path on the ground. Between the lines, he did not dare to underestimate the nine-year-old boy at all.

Jin Qian rubbed his aching temple and said helplessly, "Dad, please stop shaking me. It makes me dizzy. No matter how much or how little, our Jin family has done our best. In addition to the 230,000 taels donated by other families, the other 400,000 taels are almost emptied out by our Jin family. If that person is still not satisfied, then there is nothing we can do. Sit down and have some tea. All we can do now is wait for a response."

It was fine before the identity of the person was guessed, but after that, Jin Qianlai was a little scared to go to Yuxi Village.

My neck always feels cold.

That person can chop off your head if he says something that makes you unhappy.

He has lived for thirty years but only now realized that he is actually quite afraid of death.

How could Mr. Jin sit still?

He coaxed his grandson over, holding the fat boy in his arms, and said kindly, "Duobao, my dear grandson, you have lived in Yuxi Village for half a month. Have you visited the Yan family often?"

Jin Duobao was thinking about Yuxi Village and had not been able to go there for a long time. The young boy was in a bad mood, and when he heard his grandfather mention the Yan family, he was even more confused.

"I go there often, but I don't go there on my own initiative! It was Yan Changqing who 'invited' me to go! I give him some face, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to stand in front of him, humph!"

Since I gave birth to you, why did I give birth to Bao?

He stood in front of Yan Changqing like a toad lying at the feet of a white swan.

He was so angry.

Snapped--!

Mr. Jin lost control and slapped his precious grandson with a big pot sticker, saying, "Unfilial grandson! How dare you slander the prince!"

By the time I came to my senses, it was too late to stop.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other.

Jin Duobao covered his head in disbelief, "Grandfather, you hit me?!"

The corner of Mr. Jin's mouth twitched, "Nonsense, it was a mistake!"

“……”Jin Duobao burst into tears.

Money comes, "Puff! Hahahaha!"

Just as I was laughing, a familiar gray figure suddenly appeared in the living room.

Money comes, "Ha--cough cough cough!"

There is a main entrance but no one goes through it preferring to appear out of nowhere.

As expected of that person's bodyguard, he doesn't follow the beaten path!