The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Ning Yi's face was calm, but he was extremely contemptuous in his heart, even though Han Dingtian spoke so proudly.

But what he said seemed to be a way out.

Everyone knows that Han Shixian has just been praised by the old emperor for his promising young age and contributions to the country.

If he is severely punished at this time, wouldn't it bring shame to the old emperor?

But it would be nice to let this guy who dared to have feelings for Yang Ziqin kneel down obediently.

Ning Yi turned the topic aside, put down his teacup, and asked, "General Han, you didn't come here just to apologize, did you?"

Han Dingtian didn't even look at his son kneeling on the ground. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness doesn't know."

"The border is unstable right now. Hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops are eyeing us covetously. Our Dawu Kingdom has 200,000 soldiers and horses defending the border fiercely, but the military rations have not arrived yet, and many soldiers are starving."

"If we run out of military rations, the border will be in chaos without even waiting for the barbarians to attack."

Han Dingtian looked at Ning Yi eagerly, hoping that the Sixth Prince, who was praised highly by Yang Long, could give him some advice.

Ning Yi just shook his head nonchalantly: "General Han, this is a matter of great military and national importance."

"You should go to the Emperor, the Ministry of Revenue, and the Grain Reserves Bureau."

Han Dingtian sighed, "To be honest, Your Highness, I have already met the Emperor. He has no grain either. As for the Ministry of Revenue and the Grain Reserves, they have completely ignored the border."

"However," he changed the subject, "It's said that His Highness the Sixth Prince has gathered countless grains to provide disaster relief in Jiangdong. Such means are truly admirable."

"I also want Your Highness to help me and the border soldiers find a way to overcome this difficult time."

Faced with Han Dingtian's crying begging, Ning Yi still rejected it.

"General Han, this prince would like to help the border troops, but this prince is only responsible for disaster relief. Moreover, the disaster relief grain is collected by hundreds of officials in the court. Why don't you raise funds in the court as well?"

Han Dingtian's face immediately fell.

Collecting donations for military rations for the border troops?

If he dared to make such a suggestion in the court, Emperor Wu would be the first to ask him to get out.

He just boasted in front of Emperor Wu that he could collect the money, but now he ran to the court to ask for it. Isn't this a slap in the face of Emperor Wu?

Ning Yi clearly refused to shirk responsibility, how could Han Dingtian not hear it?

Han Shixian on the ground was already annoyed. He stood up and shouted, "Dad, let's go. It's useless to beg him. We might as well think of other ways."

This time, Han Dingtian did not scold Han Shixian.

Finally, he looked at Ning Yi expectantly: "Your Highness, is there really no other solution?"

Ning Yi didn't answer in a hurry. He just glanced at Han Shixian who got up with an angry look on his face, and continued to pick up the teacup to drink his own.

Han Shixian, who was quite smart, immediately knew what the prince meant.

He kicked Han Shixian to the ground again.

"You bastard, who told you to get up? Just kneel down."

Han Shixian felt very aggrieved. He really regretted following his father to the Sixth Prince's Mansion today.

I was originally thinking about seeing Yang Ziqin.

Now he was lying there like a dog, hoping that Yang Ziqin would not come out, because it would be too embarrassing to see him in such a miserable state.

Even Zeng Rou, who was dressed as a maid beside Ning Yi, lowered her head and tried hard to suppress her smile.

As Han Dingtian looked expectantly in his dark eyes, Ning Yi finally spoke: "General Han, there is a way."

Han Dingtian immediately asked respectfully and excitedly: "Your Highness, please enlighten me."

If the problem of military rations can be solved, not only will his son not be able to get up from his knees, he will even have no problem kneeling down.

Ning Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "General Han, do you know how much disaster relief grain this prince is currently responsible for?"

Han Dingtian had no idea. He didn't care about these trivial matters and they had nothing to do with the border.

"If these disaster relief grains were used at the border, they would be enough to support 200,000 soldiers for two years."

Han Dingtian's eyes widened. He was so worried about how much food he could have for his 200,000-strong army that his hair turned white.

His Highness has so much food in his hands.

"Your Highness, do you wish to lend me disaster relief grain?"

Ning Yi rolled his eyes: "General Han has a great reputation throughout his life, but he actually said such foolish words."

Han Dingtian smiled awkwardly, although they were all food, they all belonged to the Dawu Kingdom.

But disaster relief is disaster relief, why should it be used as rations for border troops?

Even if the Sixth Prince dared to give it to him, he would not dare to accept it. The crime of simply moving the disaster relief grain was enough to get the entire Yang family executed.

"What does your Highness mean?"

Ning Yi chuckled and said, "Although this prince cannot give it directly to General Han, he can sell it to General Han."

"Sell?" Han Dingtian's eyes widened. "Your Highness, this, this means I have to pay for it myself."

Let’s not talk about whether the Han family has so much money. Even if they do, he will not pay for the military rations of an army of 200,000 by himself.

Otherwise, just one act of buying off the soldiers' hearts and plotting evil would be enough to bring him disaster.

Ning Yi shook his head: "General Han, you can't buy food with your own money, but you can buy and sell food."

"For example, if we sell this batch of grain to the disaster-stricken areas in Jiangdong, make enough profit, and then come back to purchase military rations, wouldn't that solve the problem?"

Han Dingtian immediately understood what Ning Yi meant.

But he frowned and asked, "Your Highness, reselling disaster relief grain is a serious crime."

"This matter will be decided by this prince. It all depends on whether General Han is willing to do it."

Ning Yi said nonchalantly, "If General Han is unwilling to take on this task, please find someone else to handle the military rations."

Han Dingtian lowered his head and pondered for a while before saying, "Your Highness, my home is too far from the capital. Can we wait for some time to gather funds?"

"No need." Ning Yi waved his hand and said, "This prince will give you some grain on credit. It's enough for you to transport it to Jiangdong and make a lot of profit."

Can I buy on credit first?

Han Dingtian couldn't believe it. Such a good thing?

On the contrary, he didn't dare to take on such a thing.

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "This prince believes that as the commander-in-chief of the border army, you can't refuse to pay the grain money, right?"

makes sense.

Han Dingtian was also a decisive person. He made up his mind on the spot and immediately signed a grain-collecting contract with Ning Yi.

Watch the father and son leave.

Zeng Rou finally couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, are you really going to resell the disaster relief grain?"

Ning Yi glanced at her, this young girl's face full of worry.

Knowing that she came from the disaster area, she naturally cares more about these things.

"This prince is not reselling. I just asked General Han to help transport it. Moreover, the price is much cheaper than those grain merchants in Jiangnan. Wouldn't it help more people in Jiangdong to survive?"

"Write to Gao Qingshui and tell him that he will no longer accept grain from Jiangnan and will only buy from the Han family."

This time he must give the Jiangnan grain merchants a good lesson.