When Han De saw Han Du coming back, the joy on his face flashed away. He turned serious and asked Han Du with an unkind look, "Why didn't you even inform your family about such a big thing as going to sea?"
Han Du knew that he had left in a hurry. "Dad, I went to sea secretly to eliminate Japanese pirates. How could I inform my family?"
Hearing that Han Du was secretly going to sea under orders, Han De's face improved a little.
Mrs. Liu on the side saw that the atmosphere had eased, so she beat and scolded Han De, "It's a good thing that my son can come back. Who can I show my stern face to?"
Han De was too lazy to pay attention to her, but after hearing Han Du's explanation, his anger disappeared, and he sighed and said nothing more.
Mrs. Liu pulled Han Du to her side with a smile on her face, "Du'er, when you come back this time, you won't go to sea again, right?" .??.
"I'm afraid not," Han Du smiled flatteringly and said through gritted teeth. "In a few days, I may have to go to sea again."
Henan is not close to the capital. If we want to transport hundreds of thousands of loads of grain there by land, we don't know how much manpower, material resources, and time it will take. I'm afraid that by the time the grain arrives, the people of Henan will be finished.
Therefore, if you want to transport grain in the shortest time and with the least cost, you can only transport it by sea, transfer to the Yellow River, and go straight to Henan.
"Still going out? Why?" Mrs. Liu had been smiling just now, but now she suddenly screamed. Obviously, she strongly disapproved of Han Du going to sea again.
Not only her, but Han De also looked impatient, looking at Han Du waiting for an explanation.
Han Du sighed, "There is a famine in Henan. The imperial court wants to provide disaster relief. The emperor has decided."
Hearing that the emperor had issued an order to raise food, all the officials in the capital could only keep one month's rations. Mrs. Liu couldn't help but feel nervous and asked in a panic: "Then our family can only keep one month's rations?"
"
Han Du nodded solemnly.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Isn't this a clear robbery?" Mrs. Liu's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and she couldn't help cursing.
Han Du touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Mom, my son came up with this idea. If you want to scold me, then scold me."
Hearing that it was Han Du's idea, Mrs. Liu immediately shut up. Not only that, she even quickly told Han Du: "If this is the case, you must not tell it. Otherwise, our family will not be punished."
Cursed to death?"
Han Du quickly nodded and agreed. He had never thought about letting people know that this was his idea. People's hearts are complicated, and not everyone can sacrifice their own ego to fulfill the greater self.
In the morning of the second day, as soon as Lao Zhu sat on the dragon throne, someone stood up.
"Your Majesty, I have this memorial."
However, Lao Zhu abnormally waved his hand to interrupt him and did not let him continue.
"I won't listen to you today."
He immediately blocked this person's words.
When the ministers heard this, they couldn't help but feel nervous. You must know that the matter that this person came forward to petition had been discussed by them. The emperor has always attached great importance to the petitions of officials, and this has never happened before.
They simply refused to listen to this situation. Now that they were blocked by the emperor, they couldn't help but worry. Could it be that the emperor already knew their purpose?
Yesterday, Han Du transported the gold and silver treasures to the palace with great fanfare. All the officials were jealous when they saw it. Several ministers discussed all night how to get the emperor to take out the money. Now that the emperor was blocking him like this, several people naturally felt worried.
Bad association.
Lao Zhu didn't care what the ministers were thinking, and asked directly: "How do you think we should provide relief for the famine in Henan?"
Zeng Tai, the Minister of Household Affairs, stood up and replied: "Back to the emperor, the imperial treasury is empty, but the emperor got a lot yesterday. I am planning to petition the emperor to allocate money to buy grain and provide relief to Henan."
When Lao Zhu heard that someone was really interested in his money, his face suddenly darkened. Everyone thought that I made a fortune yesterday, but now they regard me as a rich man? Everyone wants to be with me.
, take a bite of meat.
Lao Zhu suppressed his dissatisfaction, looked directly at Zeng Tai, and asked: "At this time, can you buy food if you have money? If I give you all the money, can Zeng Shangshu guarantee the solution?"
Disaster in Henan?"
"This." When Zeng Tai heard this, he couldn't help but shrink back with a flattering smile, "I can only promise to do my best."
Try your best is bullshit.
Zeng Tai also knew that his words were untenable, so after he finished speaking, he backed away.
Lao Zhu glanced at Zeng Tai indifferently, ignored his words, and motioned to the old eunuch with his eyes.
The old eunuch stood up directly, took out an imperial edict and opened it.
"The emperor is destined to be transported by heaven, the edict says"
After reciting an imperial edict, there was an uproar in Fengtian Hall.
"Your Majesty, how can this be done?" Zeng Tai shouted loudly.
Lao Zhu glanced at him coldly and couldn't help but said: "Why can't it be done? I said that in one month, millions of loads of grain will arrive in the capital. My dear friends, don't you keep saying that we will use the world's
Do you care about the common people? Now the people in Henan are suffering from hunger. Dear friends, you will use the excess food in your respective houses to help the victims. I am not taking your food in vain. When one million loads of food arrives in a month,
I will return it to you immediately. Is this it, and you are still unwilling?"
All the officials were speechless when asked, thinking that they were the ones holding the plaque of the people of the world to put pressure on the emperor. This can't be done, that can't be done, what should be done here, what should be done there. Anyway, as long as it is not beneficial to them
Wherever they are, they will use the common people of the world to oppress the emperor.
But now, it is their turn for the emperor to use all the people in the world to oppress them.
Do they dare to say no? No. At this time, if they say no, even if the emperor does not punish them, the people of the world will curse them to death.
"Since the emperor has food, why don't you use it for disaster relief now?" Zeng Tai asked through gritted teeth.
Lao Zhu glanced at him lightly and explained: "I said that the food is not in the capital now, and it will take a month to transport it here."
"Then why doesn't the emperor directly transport the grain to Henan for disaster relief? Why does it need to be transported to the capital?" some officials couldn't help but ask.
Lao Zhu suppressed his temper and explained patiently: "It's closer to the capital, but further to Henan. What's more, do you think the people in Henan can survive until a month later?"
"Your Majesty, I think this matter is inappropriate. If the capital only reserves one month's food rations, what if the food is not available in one month? Wouldn't it be a disaster?" Han Du returned home.
When Han De saw Han Du coming back, the joy on his face flashed away. He turned serious and asked Han Du with an unkind look, "Why didn't you even inform your family about such a big thing as going to sea?"
Han Du knew that he had left in a hurry. "Dad, I went to sea secretly to eliminate Japanese pirates. How could I inform my family?"
Hearing that Han Du was secretly going to sea under orders, Han De's face improved a little.
Mrs. Liu on the side saw that the atmosphere had eased, so she beat and scolded Han De, "It's a good thing that my son can come back. Who can I show my stern face to?"
Han De was too lazy to pay attention to her, but after hearing Han Du's explanation, his anger disappeared, and he sighed and said nothing more.
Mrs. Liu pulled Han Du to her side with a smile on her face, "Du'er, when you come back this time, you won't go to sea again, right?"
"I'm afraid not," Han Du smiled flatteringly and said through gritted teeth. "In a few days, I may have to go to sea again."
Henan is not close to the capital. If we want to transport hundreds of thousands of loads of grain there by land, we don't know how much manpower, material resources, and time it will take. I'm afraid that by the time the grain arrives, the people of Henan will be finished.
Therefore, if you want to transport grain in the shortest time and with the least cost, you can only transport it by sea, transfer to the Yellow River, and go straight to Henan.
"Still going out? Why?" Mrs. Liu had been smiling just now, but now she suddenly screamed. Obviously, she strongly disapproved of Han Du going to sea again.
Not only her, but Han De also looked impatient, looking at Han Du waiting for an explanation.
Han Du sighed, "There is a famine in Henan. The imperial court wants to provide disaster relief. The emperor has decided."
Hearing that the emperor had issued an order to raise food, all the officials in the capital could only keep one month's rations. Mrs. Liu couldn't help but feel nervous and asked in a panic: "Then our family can only keep one month's rations?"
"
Han Du nodded solemnly.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? Isn't this a clear robbery?" Mrs. Liu's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and she couldn't help cursing.
Han Du touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Mom, my son came up with this idea. If you want to scold me, then scold me."
Hearing that it was Han Du's idea, Mrs. Liu immediately shut up. Not only that, she even quickly told Han Du: "If this is the case, you must not tell it. Otherwise, our family will not be punished."
Cursed to death?"
Han Du quickly nodded and agreed. He had never thought about letting people know that this was his idea. People's hearts are complicated, and not everyone can sacrifice their own ego to fulfill the greater self.
In the morning of the second day, as soon as Lao Zhu sat on the dragon throne, someone stood up.
"Your Majesty, I have this memorial."
However, Lao Zhu abnormally waved his hand to interrupt him and did not let him continue.
"I won't listen to you today."
He immediately blocked this person's words.
When the ministers heard this, they couldn't help but feel nervous. You must know that the matter that this person came forward to petition had been discussed by them. The emperor has always attached great importance to the petitions of officials, and this has never happened before.
They simply refused to listen to this situation. Now that they were blocked by the emperor, they couldn't help but worry. Could it be that the emperor already knew their purpose?
Yesterday, Han Du transported the gold and silver treasures to the palace with great fanfare. All the officials were jealous when they saw it. Several ministers discussed all night how to get the emperor to take out the money. Now that the emperor was blocking him like this, several people naturally felt worried.
Bad association.
Lao Zhu didn't care what the ministers were thinking, and asked directly: "How do you think we should provide relief for the famine in Henan?"
Zeng Tai, the Minister of Household Affairs, stood up and replied: "Back to the emperor, the imperial treasury is empty, but the emperor got a lot yesterday. I am planning to petition the emperor to allocate money to buy grain and provide relief to Henan."
When Lao Zhu heard that someone was really interested in his money, his face suddenly darkened. Everyone thought that I made a fortune yesterday, but now they regard me as a rich man? Everyone wants to be with me.
, take a bite of meat.
Lao Zhu suppressed his dissatisfaction, looked directly at Zeng Tai, and asked: "At this time, can you buy food if you have money? If I give you all the money, can Zeng Shangshu guarantee the solution?"
Disaster in Henan?"
"This." When Zeng Tai heard this, he couldn't help but shrink back with a flattering smile, "I can only promise to do my best."
Try your best is bullshit.
Zeng Tai also knew that his words were untenable, so after he finished speaking, he backed away.
Lao Zhu glanced at Zeng Tai indifferently, ignored his words, and motioned to the old eunuch with his eyes.
The old eunuch stood up directly, took out an imperial edict and opened it.
"The emperor is destined to be transported by heaven, the edict says"
After reciting an imperial edict, there was an uproar in Fengtian Hall.
"Your Majesty, how can this be done?" Zeng Tai shouted loudly.
Lao Zhu glanced at him coldly and couldn't help but said: "Why can't it be done? I said that in one month, millions of loads of grain will arrive in the capital. My dear friends, don't you keep saying that we will use the world's
Do you care about the common people? Now the people in Henan are suffering from hunger. Dear friends, you will use the excess food in your respective houses to help the victims. I am not taking your food in vain. When one million loads of food arrives in a month,
I will return it to you immediately. Is this it, and you are still unwilling?"
All the officials were speechless when asked, thinking that they were the ones holding the plaque of the people of the world to put pressure on the emperor. This can't be done, that can't be done, what should be done here, what should be done there. Anyway, as long as it is not beneficial to them
Wherever they are, they will use the common people of the world to oppress the emperor.
But now, it is their turn for the emperor to use all the people in the world to oppress them.
Do they dare to say no? No. At this time, if they say no, even if the emperor does not punish them, the people of the world will curse them to death.
"Since the emperor has food, why don't you use it for disaster relief now?" Zeng Tai asked through gritted teeth.
Lao Zhu glanced at him lightly and explained: "I said that the food is not in the capital now, and it will take a month to transport it here."
"Then why doesn't the emperor directly transport the grain to Henan for disaster relief? Why does it need to be transported to the capital?" some officials couldn't help but ask.
Lao Zhu suppressed his temper and explained patiently: "It's closer to the capital, but further to Henan. What's more, do you think the people in Henan can survive until a month later?"
"Your Majesty, I think this matter is inappropriate. If the capital only reserves one month's food rations, what if the food is not available after one month? Wouldn't it be a disaster?"