Happy Emperor

After finishing all the government affairs, it was already getting dark.

Lin Tian came to the queen's bedroom.

When the queen saw Lin Tian coming, she lowered her head and fiddled with her several-inch-long translucent bellyband.

She asked shyly, "Are you here?"

Lin Tian: “Here I come.”

Queen: "Come?"

Lin Tian: “Come!”

An hour later.

Queen: "Not here yet?"

Lin Tian: “Not here yet!”

After another moment.

Lin Tian: “Here I come!”

Queen: "Are you coming again?"

Lin Tian: “Not coming.”

"I have to meet someone later."

......

at the same time.

The largest restaurant in Shengjing was no longer bustling like before. Only in a room on the second floor were several court officials drinking and chatting happily.

"Master Batu, I offer you a toast. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't be able to eat so much food."

Ji Feng finished the glass of wine, his old face full of smiles.

This time, the Shengjing granary released grain, although it cost a huge amount of money to swallow all the grain.

But as long as he regains control of Shengjing, these silver coins will return to his pocket sooner or later.

"Master Ji, you don't have to be so polite."

Baturin returned the toast and laughed.

Although he lost some silver, he was able to take advantage of the food chaos in Shengjing to transport a large amount of grain to Ningfeng Province.

By the time Ningfeng Province is taken over, Shengjing has no food reserves, so it will sooner or later fall into the hands of his Batu family.

"Master Ji, this time it's all thanks to you that you asked Duan Chengming to release all the grain."

Ji Feng was quite pleased when he heard this. He stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Duan Chengming's distribution of grain was not arranged by me, but he certainly helped us a lot!"

"You didn't arrange it?"

Baturin was stunned and put down the wine glass in his hand.

He asked, "How dare he sell the grain privately?"

"No, he wouldn't have the guts to sell off all the grain in Shengjing."

Ji Feng's mouth smelled strongly of alcohol, and his speech became unclear.

"What happened? Lord Ji, please tell me in detail." Baturin asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Batu, let me speak to you."

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue smiled flatteringly and said, "Today, my undercover agent in the granary reported that Duan Chengming was summoned to the palace by the Emperor. He started selling grain as soon as he returned. It seems he must have received the Emperor's order."

"A tyrant is a tyrant. He can only use some tricks to make a fortune."

Ji Feng sneered and added, "I guess this tyrant would never have thought that most of the food he released would end up in our hands."

The more Baturin listened, the more he felt something was wrong. After several contacts with Emperor Li, he always felt that the current Emperor Li was not stupid, but very smart.

"Master Ji, there is no trick here, right?"

"No, even if it's a trick, what can we do? All the food in Shengjing is in our hands. Can the tyrant king produce food with his bare hands?" Ji Feng was quite confident.

Although Emperor Li has been a little different in the past few days, it is not difficult to see from this incident that he is still that fool.

"Yes, Lord Batu, don't worry. The grain has probably been shipped out of Shengjing by now. Even if the emperor finds out now, it will be too late. By then, the people of Shengjing will have no food to eat, and his reign will be over."

The Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue looked very proud. He was determined to get back all the silver he was forced to donate a few days ago.

Baturin thought about it and felt that what the two said made some sense, so he finally let go of his worry.

The three of them continued drinking.

Not long after, a person walked into the room and whispered something in Baturin's ear.

After hearing this, Baturin's face changed suddenly.

"You said Shengjing has been sealed off and the grain hasn't been shipped out?"

"Yes, sir." The visitor replied timidly in a low voice.

Ji Feng and Zuo Shilang were also stunned when they heard this. They did not expect such a situation to occur.

If these grains cannot be transported out and Emperor Li sends people to rob them, they will suffer great losses.

Ji Feng hurriedly called his followers in and asked anxiously, "Has our Ji family's grain been shipped out?"

"It has been shipped out. All authority has been handed over to Commander Ji Qiang."

After hearing this, Ji Feng felt relieved.

"Lord Batu, why don't you also transport the food to Ji Qiang?"

Baturin thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

......

Morning the next day

As usual, the ministers waited for Lin Tian for nearly an hour.

However, the atmosphere on the scene was quite relaxed and cheerful, which was in stark contrast to the people outside the city who were almost starving to death.

"My dear ministers, aren't you tired of getting up so early every day?"

Lin Tian walked out from the back of the court, yawning.

Complete the usual process.

Ji Feng immediately sneered and asked, "I wonder if Your Majesty is aware that a large number of refugees have appeared in Shengjing in recent days."

"I know. I have already arranged for Duan Chengming to open the granary and release the grain!"

Lin Tian rubbed a handful of food in his hand without even raising his head.

"Humph!"

Ji Feng snorted coldly.

"But why do the people in Shengjing still have no food to eat?"

"This morning, I went to court and found that the number of refugees has not decreased, but has increased."

"Really?" Lin Tian sneered and looked up at Ji Feng.

"Then Lord Ji, please tell me why this situation occurred!"

Ji Feng was speechless for a moment, his old face flushed red.

He couldn't say in front of all the ministers that he was the one who transported all the grain out.

"How would I know!" he finally replied with gritted teeth.

"As the Prime Minister, you know nothing, yet you dare to question me like this?"

Lin Tian's voice was slightly cold, and he stared at Ji Feng and questioned him.

"Your Majesty, Lord Ji is not in charge of food supplies, so it's understandable that he doesn't know."

Baturin helped Ji Feng out of the predicament with a faint smile.

"Then you know what? Lord Batu."

Lin Tian thought to himself that these two old bastards were indeed in cahoots with each other.

"Even this old minister doesn't know!"

"I thought you were capable ministers, but it turns out you're all just trash!"

"Of course, we can only obey the emperor's orders. I wonder if the emperor, who is so wise, has any way to ensure that these people have enough food to eat."

Ji Feng retorted bluntly.

"Your Highness, I ask you to make the decision."

A group of ministers also stepped forward and spoke at the same time.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of ministers.

These old guys are looking for death.

"I will make my own decisions, otherwise I can't count on you!"

"An Bilie, are things ready?"

"Ready!"

After hearing An Bilie's answer, Lin Tian spoke coldly to the ministers.

"Come on, let's go and see what has happened to the people of Shengjing in order to trip me up?"

The ministers looked at each other, wondering what Emperor Li was up to at this moment.

But they all followed Emperor Li out of the Golden Palace.

Not long after, a group of people arrived at the palace gate under the leadership of Lin Tian.

Outside the palace, dozens of people were lined up in a row.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard were cooking porridge at this moment, and crowds of people were queuing up in an orderly manner to receive it.

Lin Tian looked at the group of hungry and cold children, each of them staring at the thin porridge and rice.

I felt jealous.

He turned around and questioned Ji Feng and Baturin.

"Are you worthy of the late emperor's trust in you by doing that?"

Today, Lin Tian wants to try out his most powerful secret technique for the last time - mouth-to-mouth combat.

None of the ministers dared to respond, and they all had doubts in their hearts.

Ji Feng and Baturin looked at each other at the same time. They didn't know where Emperor Li got the food from.

When Lin Tian saw that no one responded to the two of them, his heart completely died.

Please don’t talk about becoming a marquis, for one general’s fame will depend on the bones of thousands of soldiers.

He originally wanted to take over the three provinces surrounding Shengjing as peacefully as possible and did not want to escalate the war, but to be a king, he had to be ruthless.