Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the dude to take power

Wen Ruyue lay by the door, listening to the noise outside with a smug look on her face.

"Wen Xingchen, just wait for eggs to be thrown at you."

At this time, the guards inside the gate heard that there was trouble at the gate and were about to rush over, but were waved away by Wen Xingchen.

"Don't worry, I can handle this matter, just focus on your own things."

"Yes, second girl."

Outside the door, someone shouted:

"Why did His Majesty the King of Wu take the disaster relief funds and indulge in feasting and entertainment in Jiangnan, while not caring about the lives of the people?"

After hearing this, Wen Xingchen went down the stairs.

She walked towards the scholar who had just spoken and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Lu Qi. Please, Princess, stop talking nonsense and answer my question."

Wen Xingchen smiled appreciatively and said, "Very good. I admire your courage."

At this moment, Wu Shidao was seen approaching from afar.

He made his way through the crowd and came up to her.

"I've met the princess."

Wen Xingchen asked, "Wu Shidao, do you think so too?"

Wu Shidao lowered his head.

"Please give the students an explanation, otherwise it will be difficult to calm their anger."

"Wu Shidao, you truly disappoint this princess." Wen Xingchen turned and walked up the stairs again, facing the crowd. His voice was slightly higher and firm. He said, "You said that the price of grain in Jiangnan has risen to 300 wen, and that His Highness the King of Wu is only concerned with his own pleasure and doesn't know how to adjust the price of grain. Then you are completely wrong."

"Three hundred coins a bushel of grain is simply unaffordable for the people. His Majesty the King of Wu is at fault for not adjusting the grain prices."

"Then let me ask you, if the price of grain is thirty wen per bushel, can the people afford to eat?" Without waiting for Lu Qi to answer, Wen Xingchen said to himself, "No, whether it's three hundred wen or thirty wen, the people can't afford it. Even in the prime of life, the people can't afford to eat."

She also learned this during her incognito visits. The hardships faced by the common people were beyond the comprehension of those of her noble birth.

Ordinary people, those who grow crops and cultivate the land, simply cannot afford to eat the crops they grow.

the reality is cruel.

And these scholars often have stubborn minds.

"This county lord wants to ask you one thing: if you can't afford to buy food, how will you avoid starving to death?"

"Perhaps I can ask you this: when you don't have money to study, what should you do to get an education?"

After hearing this, Wu Shidao was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized.

"We should find a way to make money."

Lu Qi said, "That's not the case. It should be about opening the granaries and releasing grain to save the people from the dire situation."

"Open the granaries and release the grain? How much of this grain do you think will end up in the hands of the people? Are you sure it's the people? What if it's the grain merchants?"

"......"

"You are students. Why do you study? To get a good academic record. What happens after you get a good academic record? Have you ever thought about what you want to do? If you were to go to provide disaster relief, what would you be able to do?"

"......"

"Today, this princess will teach you a lesson."

Wen Xingchen asked someone to serve tea and prepare some melon seeds.

Wen Xingchen took a sip of tea and said, "If you go to provide disaster relief in the future, you must not only provide disaster relief, but also think about how to distribute the food to the people. You must think about how the people will survive after you leave."

"Jiangnan is an important region of the country. Almost all of Daliang's tax revenue comes from Jiangnan. When considering an issue, we must not only look at the surface, but also look at the whole picture."

"Distributing disaster relief grain is only temporary. You need to restore the local prosperity as soon as possible and ensure that the people have a place to make a living. This is the top priority."

"But His Majesty the King of Wu is not enjoying himself..."

"He does, and he's not just enjoying himself. He's doing his best to restore the local prosperity, to restore a bustling atmosphere where the people can make a living. Do you know what needs to be done to restore Jiangnan's former prosperity?"

"It's reconstruction. What does reconstruction require? It requires people who are willing to work hard and don't mind low wages. Naturally, they are the victims. This way, the victims can support themselves and their families through reconstruction."

"And His Majesty the King of Wu not only wants to select the Oiran, but also to attract more merchants through her. During large-scale events, people naturally enjoy the hustle and bustle. Not only will local people, but even people from neighboring cities will flock to the event. When there are more people, it will drive consumption."

"Whether it's food or hotels, merchants will all be doing great business. This is inevitable!"

"Because it's profitable, people will spend money on reconstruction." The princess said this, meaning that there is no need to spend money to rebuild the home. Someone will pay, who? Naturally, it is the merchants who see the profit. Reconstruction requires labor..."

"Without the disaster, food prices will naturally fall."

After hearing this, Wu Shidao seemed to have some insights.

"I am ashamed of your thoughts, Princess. I was born in poverty, so I naturally understand that food is too far away from us. We live on grass every day."

"Report!"

"An urgent letter from the palace, please read it, Princess."

There were two people delivering the letter, and one of them happened to stop right in front of them.

"Princess Xingchen, the princess has sent you a letter."

"Send it over."

Yingying went to pick up the letter and then handed it to Wen Xingchen. Wen Xingchen opened the letter and a smile appeared on his face.

"A day ago, grain prices in Jiangnan began to plummet, and the disaster situation has stabilized."

They are coming back.

Chen Jingting is coming back.

"Dear students, the disaster relief in Jiangnan has ended. In less than a month, Jiangnan's prosperity has largely recovered."

"Your Highness King Wu has lived up to the trust placed in you and has perfectly completed this disaster relief mission."

"This is the disaster relief effort with the lowest death toll, the fastest reconstruction, and the lowest cost so far."

"Hahaha"

The news that Wen Xingchen received made the students ecstatic instantly.

It turns out that what Wen Xingchen said was true.

When Wen Ruyue in the yard heard the news, she was so angry that her teeth were itching.

She... No, it's impossible. How could Uncle Xiao succeed in disaster relief?

In his previous life, he was a playboy who loved eating, drinking and having fun.

Wen Xingchen, who was outside the door, had already confirmed his guess that Uncle Xiao was hiding his abilities and that he was capable.

No wonder Xiao Sheng didn't dare to provoke him.

Wu Shidao also knew that his knowledge was limited and that there were some things he still needed to learn.

"My Lady, these students are dull and ignorant, and I am sorry to bother you today."

"You can learn more from your teachers about things you can't learn from textbooks. You can't just study, and you can't just listen to one side of the story. The court sent people to provide disaster relief, so how could they let them do whatever they want? If you don't trust me, you should trust the emperor."

"Yes."

"Let's all go. It's time to study and spread the good news to everyone. Don't waste your eloquence."

"..."

Wen Xingchen went back and saw Wen Ruyue looking confused, so he smiled.

"Sister, aren't you going out to see a play? Are you still going?"

Wen Ruyue said, "Sister, I feel a little unwell all of a sudden, so I won't go with you."

"That's a shame."

Wen Xingchen turned around and led Yingying out.

Wen Xingchen did not go to the opera, but went to the teahouse.