Qin Yang, who spoke first, went through the calculation in his mind just now.
He already knew clearly that this time he and Mashan were at a loss, as there were more than 100,000 shi of grain piled up in the two warehouses.
Nowadays, only the government can afford it. The rest of the people don’t have the financial resources at all. If they don’t sell it, it will be in their hands!
Nowadays, the price Zhao Kang gives is very low, only twelve cents per catty, and the usual price of new rice is around thirteen or four cents.
This price is undoubtedly a bit unacceptable, but he knows better if he doesn't make a move now.
In the future, when the government sets a price of ten cents and nine cents, he will only suffer worse losses! Because now he can't afford it.
Before, it was the victims who couldn't afford to wait, but now it's him.
Seeing him speaking, Zhao Kang did not hesitate and took out a written note from his sleeve. Wu Xinyi opened the cabinet and took out the ink pad.
Zhao Kang said calmly: "Those who are willing to sell grain, please come and sign and sign, and then take your grain to the grain collection point set up by the Dongcheng government. If the grain truck is outside Qingzhou City, report the truth to the official responsible for grain collection."
"When the grain is put into the warehouse and how much is put in, it is recorded clearly. Come to Wu Mansion to get money from me."
One by one, the grain merchants came forward to sign and deposit their signatures. Qi Yunshan and other officials returned to the lobby and looked at the depressed grain merchants one by one.
Qi Yunshan changed his embarrassed expression and smiled: "Please, please."
After all the grain merchants followed Qi Yunshan and left for the grain collection point in Dongcheng, the lobby became quiet again.
After Zhao Kang put away the documents, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Wu Xinyi: "It's finally done."
There was no relaxed look on the woman's face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Imperial Capital.
In the palace.
Xiao Linglong was sitting bored in the courtyard of the Royal Garden, looking slightly sideways as the fish in the pond frightened away due to the ripples caused by the rain falling in the pond.
The drizzle and breeze, the ancient pavilion with red railings, coupled with that noble yellow robe and that charming face.
What a beauty.
Dressed in red, she walked in with lotus steps, although Xiao Linglong said that there was no need to be polite when it was just the two of them.
But Qin Yufeng was still a little cautious. After all, this was in the palace, so she called softly.
"His Majesty."
Xiao Linglong turned around and smiled slightly: "You are here, sit down."
Qin Yufeng then sat down.
As the emperor of the Qian Kingdom, Xiao Linglong put down all gestures at this moment, took the initiative to lean against Qin Yufeng, and said with a smile: "I am really bored in this palace, so I can only call you here to relieve my boredom."
Qin Yufeng smiled lightly, and the restraint in her heart was reduced a lot under Xiao Linglong's initiative.
"Your Majesty, you work hard day and night on state affairs, and rarely have any free time. You should have a good rest on weekdays, and don't exhaust yourself."
"There's no time now when I'm tired."
Xiao Linglong smiled softly, and Zhao Kang's figure flashed in her mind: "Ever since I met him, it seems that he has been taking care of all the big and small things. Compared with the time when I just ascended the throne, I don't know how much easier it is now."
"I don't know how he is doing in Qingzhou." After hearing what Xiao Linglong said, Qin Yufeng subconsciously said.
Xiao Linglong: "Don't worry, he is always careful and cautious in doing things. I guess he will be back soon."
Qin Yufeng nodded, then thought of something, and said: "By the way, Your Majesty, I heard what the people in the imperial capital said in the past few days, and a delegation from Zhou State came here."
Xiao Linglong frowned slightly: "These guys have no good intentions."
After the First World War, the Zhou Kingdom suffered heavy losses. After Horn fled back, he was immediately beheaded by the furious Zhou Emperor.
There have been no major moves in the past six months, but some time ago, envoys were sent to the country of Qian.
Qin Yufeng also heard people say this when she went out to burn incense and pray for Zhao Kang a few days ago.
She asked: "For what?"
Xiao Linglong snorted softly and said: "These guys claim to be the strongest among the four countries, and they also think they have a strong writing style."
"Emperor Li Chengkun of the Zhou Kingdom will be celebrating his 60th birthday next month, so he said that he would hold a four-nation cultural conference. Zhao Kang defeated Mr. Zhang Sheng last time, and their academies in Zhou were very unconvinced."
"I guess this time I wanted to humiliate Zhao Kang. The invitation also specifically stated that Zhao Kang was invited to go to the Kingdom of Zhou."
Qin Yufeng heard this and said hurriedly: "Then your Majesty agreed?"
Xiao Linglong shook her head: "Not yet, we can only delay. There is no war in the four countries now, and Zhou and Qi do not dare to act rashly after the lessons they learned last time."
"I think they just want to take this opportunity to regain Zhao Kang's title as the best scribe in the world."
As she spoke, Her Majesty the Empress couldn't help but sigh: "I have to admit that the Kingdom of Zhou is a land of great resources and rich in outstanding people, and its literary style is even more prosperous. It is precisely for this reason that celebrities and scholars from the other three countries are willing to study in the Kingdom of Zhou."
"If things go on like this, the Zhou Kingdom will have more and more talents, and its national strength will become stronger and stronger. The title of the most powerful country is not just empty talk."
"If that's the case."
Qin Yufeng thought for a while: "If he can shine in this four-nation literary conference, he can also revitalize our Qianguo literary world."
Xiao Linglong asked: "Do you mean to let him go?"
"Even if we don't let him do this kind of thing, he will do it." Qin Yufeng smiled helplessly.
Xiao Linglong: "Why do you see it?"
The corners of her mouth were raised, and there seemed to be a hint of jealousy in her tone. Qin Yufeng laughed teasingly: "That's not because of you, Your Majesty."
The Empress was stunned for a moment, then blushed: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why are you doing it just because of me?"
Qin Yufeng covered her mouth with her hands and snickered: "This is not nonsense. As long as it can help your majesty and make Qianguo stronger, he is willing to do anything. This is really enviable to Yufeng. .”
"Here you go again."
She looked shy, but Xiao Linglong was so happy in her heart that a smile appeared on her lips unconsciously.
Qin Yufeng said again: "Not to mention the young master's talent and learning, who is his rival in the world? It would be great to use this literary meeting to cement his reputation as the best scholar in the world!"
"You really have confidence in him."
Xiao Linglong laughed and then looked into the pond: "Then let's wait until he comes back. It's still early anyway."
Ten days passed in a row.
Qi Yunshan opened the thick book and kept talking.
"The Qin family has a total of 80,000 shi of food, and the Ma family has a total of 70,000 shi of food..."
After reading to the end, Qi Yunshan breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Kang: "Sir, the granaries in various places have been taken over by the government. The total amount of grain is 234,200 shi! It is enough to support the food of Qingzhou victims!"
"There are also a total of twenty-eight grain merchants, and the total grain amount is more than 20,000 dan. As long as the distribution is appropriate, it will be enough to support the victims until the beginning of next spring!"
