Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 492

Wu Zhen, on the other hand, did not look like the powerful deputy he had in the past. He dragged He Fengyu and Fang Hubin out shamelessly: "I know these two gentlemen are working hard, but our common people really need these two gentlemen now."

"As long as one more well can be drilled, many people in Datong will die less."

"Please thank these two gentlemen for your hard work. As long as this matter is over, I will personally hold a banquet to thank these two gentlemen."

Although Wu Zhen is not the kind of official who knows nothing about local affairs with a black eye.

However, as a bureaucrat at the prefect level.

Many things do not require his participation at all. As long as a general direction is set, someone will naturally do it.

Therefore, this is the first time that Wu Zhen has truly dealt with the problem from the perspective of a grassroots official.

In the process, Wu Zhen discovered that the things he had mastered before were not practical at all.

Those ordinary people didn't know a word of Chinese characters, and anyone who said anything to them was just like poetry. They couldn't understand or understand it.

It must be the simplest and most direct way to solve the current problems we are facing.

Unknowingly, Wu Zhen's character also changed.

But Wu Zhen himself may not even know about this change.

Under Wu Zhen's urging, He Fengfeng and Fang Hubin had to drag their tired bodies to get up and continue to dig the well together.

As a time traveler, Zhu Han knows a lot of knowledge that cannot be understood in this era, but after all, he is not a god and cannot create water out of thin air.

The work of He Fengyu and Fang Hubin can be regarded as bringing a glimmer of hope to the desperate Datong Mansion.

In a refugee camp outside Datong Prefecture.

The people who were working were talking in low voices: "Have you heard that His Royal Highness's disciples can dig water out of the ground?"

A newcomer asked in confusion: "Isn't that just digging a well? What's so strange about it?"

"Bah, I don't know. The Prince's Well is different from an ordinary well. It is said that the Dragon King is sitting there, and when the water is brought up, the Dragon King himself will bring the water up."

After hearing this man's words, many people around him couldn't help but gasp.

"Oh my God, our prince can even control the Sea Dragon King, so isn't he a god from heaven who descended to earth?"

"Isn't this nonsense? If it weren't for gods coming down to earth, how could it be possible to drive away Bao Yuan and save the people of Datong from the fire and water?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! If it were a catastrophe of this magnitude in the past, I don't know how many people would starve to death. How could we live a stable life like we do now?"

"When this disaster is over, we must express our gratitude to His Majesty for his grace from generation to generation."

Unlike the cheerful people, Zhu Han's expression now is extremely solemn.

Liu Shenhong respectfully reported to Zhu Han the current situation of Datong Mansion.

"Your Majesty, as the number of victims continues to increase, our food consumption is much faster than expected."

"If this continues, the food in the treasury will be exhausted in two days at most."

Zhu Han frowned slightly: "Why is this happening? According to our original expectations, even if there are a lot of people coming to Datong Mansion, they should be able to survive until the first batch of food is shipped?"

Upon hearing Zhu Han's inquiry, Liu Shenhong said angrily: "Go back to your lord, our government has been giving porridge outside the refugee camp."

"The purpose of this is to give those people who really have no way to work a hope of survival."

"But in this world, there will always be those who want to get something for nothing."

"Many people would rather lie down and do nothing every day, as long as they have a bowl of porridge to live on."

Zhu Han nodded slightly. Although he had never thought about this situation, from a human perspective, such people do exist.

only……

He immediately frowned: "There shouldn't be too many people like this, right? Why is the food consumed so quickly?"

Liu Shenhong looked complicated: "Back to my lord, because there are many people from Datong Prefecture who sneaked to our refugee camp to receive porridge from the court. The large number of these people has greatly increased our food consumption rate."

"So that's it." Zhu Han suddenly realized.

He still underestimated the greed of human nature, or it cannot be said to be greed.

The current grain price in Datong Prefecture was determined by him personally. Such a high grain price was to attract grain merchants to use all their strength to transport grain to Datong Prefecture.

Of course, four taels of silver and one stone of food were not something the people of Datong could afford.

In order to compensate them, Zhu Han also formulated many policies.

Nowadays, the people in Datong Prefecture only really need to spend about two taels of silver to buy one stone of grain.

Although it is also very expensive, many people can grit their teeth and persevere.

Under such circumstances, someone suddenly discovered that anyone could receive the porridge provided by the imperial court outside the refugee camp.

There is a free bowl of porridge a day, if you don't take it for nothing, you don't take it.

Naturally, there were many people who wanted to take advantage, so they came together.

Although there are not many such people in the entire city.However, the food in the treasury, which was originally needed to support many people, was consumed too quickly.

Liu Shenhong said anxiously: "My lord, please think of a solution quickly, otherwise something may really happen. If that doesn't work, why don't you just ask those grain dealers for grain?"

"In the past few days, they have made a lot of money because of the food prices set by you, Your Majesty. They should pay a price."

Zhu Han slowly shook his head: "This is not possible."

Once a person in power like him actively breaks some rules, what will those businessmen think?
Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, Zhu Han would not use this method of self-destructing the city wall.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Zhu Han's brows quickly relaxed.

This is the good thing about being a time traveler. You can find useful things from many places in later generations.

Just now, he thought of a scene from a later TV series.

"When will the porridge service start today? Let's go over and have a look." Zhu Han stood up and walked quickly outside.

Seeing Zhu Han's appearance, Liu Shenhong knew that his prince had an idea.

He was immediately overjoyed and quickly followed Zhu Han's footsteps.

Outside the Datong refugee camp.

Several large pots have been set up at the soup kitchen set up by the imperial court.

The area around the soup kitchen was filled with the aroma of rice. Many people who came to wait for the soup could not help but swallow their saliva.

The official in charge of giving out porridge stirred the large pot with a spoon and found that the porridge was almost cooked. Then he nodded with satisfaction: "Today the porridge begins. Everyone should line up consciously. Each person has a bowl. And don’t get too much.”

Hearing the official's words, the common people immediately lined up skillfully, and no one dared to fight for it at will.When giving out porridge before, the common people were afraid that they would not be able to eat, so they fought each other in a mess, and almost killed them.

In the end, Zhu Han personally came forward and even whipped a few disobedient people with more than a dozen whips, and these people gradually became more honest.

The people were just getting ready to receive the porridge when a sharp voice suddenly sounded: "The prince is here!"

At this time, neither the officials nor the people dared to neglect, and they all knelt down to salute.

Zhu Han waved his hand casually: "I just came here to take a look, please get up."

The official responsible for giving out porridge was almost scared to death. The prince suddenly came to inspect the porridge shed. Could it be that he felt that he was not doing a good job?

Under the anxious gaze of the official, Zhu Han picked up the spoon and stirred a few times in the cauldron.

Although these porridges use some old rice, they are still quite thick.

Many people who came to flee may not have such good food when they are at home.

The official who gave out the porridge hurriedly explained: "Back to my lord, all the porridge in the porridge shop will be according to your instructions. It will not fall over when inserted with chopsticks."

I wanted to say something, but the person didn't continue.

Zhu Han looked around. The people all looked at him with expectant eyes, and he almost said the words "I'm hungry".

Many of these people were in ragged clothes, and they were basically old, young, and young.

There are also some people who, although not very well-dressed, look like they are not victims of the disaster.The number of these people is almost the same as the number of fleeing people.

No wonder the food consumption is so serious.

Zhu Han smiled slightly, bent down and grabbed a handful of sand, throwing it into the newly cooked rice porridge.

This move caused an uproar.

There is a severe drought now. Both food and water are extremely precious. Zhu Han's approach is simply a waste of food.

Even your prince can't do this, right?

After throwing away the fools, Zhu Han stirred a few more times to mix up the fools.

The originally white rice porridge suddenly turned into a dull white color that looked unappetizing.

After doing all this, Zhu Han clapped his hands, covered his stomach and said, "I am in a hurry today and haven't eaten yet."

Then he turned to the old man who was first in line and said, "Old man, is it okay for me to join the queue?"

The prince personally spoke, so how dare the old man refuse to agree? He nodded repeatedly and said: "Your Majesty, please."

In front of everyone, Zhu Han served a bowl of porridge unceremoniously.

He didn't go far after that, so he casually walked to the side, squatted down like all the people, and started to drink the porridge in mouthfuls.

This situation has confused all the people, not just the people, but also the officials who give out porridge.

"The prince went to all this trouble and made a special trip from the city just to sprinkle a handful of sand on the porridge they cooked?"

"Your Majesty, is there water in your head?"

The people were also aggrieved: "Why should we scatter sand when we have good food?"

"The matters of the nobles are something we ordinary people can understand."

"Anyway, one bite is better than nothing. It's just sand, it's nothing."

Zhu Han not only added sand to the porridge himself, but also told the official who served the porridge: "Every pot of porridge is the same. Add a handful of sand before cooking."

Sharp-eyed people noticed that after Zhu Han gave this order, many people in the crowd who were not too poorly dressed slowly withdrew from the crowd and left.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why don't you just leave without getting the porridge? If you want to queue up again, you will have to wait in line for a long time." Some enthusiastic people hurriedly stopped them.

But as soon as this person finished speaking, an older man sneered and said, "What did you ask them to do? Can't you see it now?"

These words immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the man suddenly became a little proud: "You can tell by looking at the clothes of those people that they are not fleeing like us. They must be people from Datong Mansion."

Someone couldn't help but ask: "But, what are the people from Datong Mansion doing here?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "What else can we do? We have quite fat porridge here. Although there is only one bowl, these porridges are free after all, so you can save whatever you can."

Someone suddenly realized: "No wonder I have noticed in recent days that more and more people are coming to receive porridge, and their feelings are all from Datong Mansion."

"The people in Fucheng are so shameless. They even robbed us of the few grains we had."

"It turns out that the prince added sand to the porridge to prevent those people from grabbing food from us. It's a pity that the porridge is not as delicious as before. I don't want to drink it when there is a stove."

"Tch, the prince has already drank. Who do you think is more valuable than the prince?"

Zhu Han squatted there to finish his porridge, threw the wooden bowl into the bucket next to him, patted his buttocks and left.

Liu Shenhong was stunned.

"Is this solved?"

He had worried about his hair turning gray before, but he never thought that he could stop the people in the city from getting rice porridge like this.

Although the lives of the people in Datong Mansion are not very good, compared with the refugees, they are still doing pretty well.

They couldn't eat the porridge with sand in it.

For those refugees who cannot survive, sand is just a small problem. If there is too much sand, just pick it out with your tongue.

No matter how bad it tastes, it's better than being hungry, right?

"My lord, what a wonderful plan." Liu Shenhong said with great emotion.

He thought about such a difficult thing and couldn't think of a solution.

But Zhu Han just thought about it briefly and already had the answer, and he even executed it himself.

"It's just the prince." Liu Shenhong said with some doubts: "I'm busy with your hard work now, but you can tell me to do this matter. Why bother to go out and drink those porridge in person."

Zhu Han chuckled: "You kid, you still have a lot to learn."

"It's all right. I suddenly sprinkled sand into the people's porridge. Even if those people didn't say anything, they would definitely feel uncomfortable."

"The refugee camp itself is an extremely desperate place. We must be extremely careful in any decision we make."

"The reason why I went to drink in person was to set an example."

"I, the prince, have done it myself, so others will naturally have no objections."

(End of this chapter)