Hiss! Instead of transporting food for disaster relief, they transport precious money!

The Minister of Works was shocked when he saw the lady's action.

No, no! This is the only thing that is not allowed!

"Little... cough, little Xu!" The Minister of Works laughed awkwardly: "You go back first. You have worked hard before. I heard that His Majesty bought the house you rented and gave it to you. What kind of furniture do you want to make? Just tell me. I have both wood and craftsmen. Don't be polite to me. If you hadn't accompanied me today, I would not have been able to rush over in one go. Maybe I would still be worried. If you are polite to me, I can only give you money to show my gratitude." Seeing that

he could not refuse, Xu Yanmiao could only bow and thank him, and then quickly said: "Your humble servant will take his leave first."

[Hurry up and go. What if the Minister of Works suddenly changes his mind and plans to recruit me as his son-in-law? I don't want to start a family with someone so soon! I haven't had enough fun yet! ]

The Minister of Works also breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Yanmiao just doesn't have this idea. Let's not talk about Bai Ze, he must not be raised privately, otherwise the emperor will definitely keep a close eye on their family.

Just say that they have become a family. After Bai Ze went to court, he thought about the family affairs casually. He just thought he was distracted, but in fact, he turned the family upside down. Who can bear this!

After everyone left, the Minister of Industry released his hand covering the mouth of the concubine, and said seriously: "My dear daughter, remember, everyone else can, even if you want to enter the palace, although Daddy doesn't agree, but if you threaten to die, Daddy can only compromise and risk his old face to beg His Majesty for you."

Miss Jin: "???"

Am I so willful?

"But Xu Yanmiao..." The Minister of Industry rarely showed an embarrassed expression to his beloved daughter.

After a pause, the embarrassment turned into solemnity: "He can't. Only him, absolutely not. Unless he takes a liking to you, you must never take the initiative to provoke him. Otherwise, it will bring disaster to our family."

Miss Jin covered her chest with her hands, her heart was almost scared to death. Seeing that her father didn't seem to be joking, she realized the seriousness of the problem and nodded quickly: "Dad, don't worry, I will turn around and leave when I see him in the future."

"Not really, there's no need to do anything deliberately, just get along normally." The Minister of Works patted the girl on the head and said with a smile: "Also, let me tell you a surprise, Dad went to see His Majesty and asked for a job for you."

Miss Jin's eyes lit up and her breathing became rapid: "Job?!"

Is that what she thought?

"You have come at a good time. If it were in the past, even if Dad had made great contributions, he would not have been able to do this."

The Minister of Works sighed.

In this way, Xu Yanmiao really needs to be thanked.

"Go home, Dad will tell you in detail. This matter requires your force..."

"Yeah!"

What white porridge, what scholar, Miss Jin had long forgotten about it, and followed Dad. But she forgot, but the Minister of Works did not forget, and took a deep look at the scholar while the concubine was not paying attention.

His family is indeed not short of money, but he plotted against his concubine like this, and still wanted to take the house and the fox fur and live freely? Dream on!

*

There is a scholar in the capital who lost his house and shivered on the street in thin clothes in the cold weather. It is not even as important as a stone. Compared with him, there are more poor people waiting for the court to pay attention.

This year is not a peaceful year. On

the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, heavy snow fell on Nancheng County, killing eighty people.

On the ninth day of the sixth lunar month, frost fell like a star, destroying all the summer crops in Yanshan County. At the end

of September, floods occurred in Taiping, Ningguo, and Anqing, drowning more than 20,000 people.

While these three places were flooded, another place - Fujian, was experiencing a drought.

From summer to winter, Fujian has not had any rain for three seasons, and all the wells and streams have dried up.

It is not a punishment from heaven. Natural disasters in every dynasty are similar. In the vast Kyushu, there will always be one or two places affected by disasters. The Minister of Revenue of Daxia was so stingy, partly because he wanted to set aside disaster relief funds for the victims.

"Wulian, this time there is a drought, you let Huachun go to provide disaster relief?"

Empress Dou never thought that her husband, who would flip through "Nu Ji" from time to time, would actually let Princess Wanshou be in charge of disaster relief - he was not biased at all, he arranged for Princess Wanshou the same way as those male officials had done in the past, and appointed her as the Right Assistant Military Governor, sent her to provide disaster relief to the disaster-stricken areas, and arranged personnel to protect her safety.

The old emperor said in a relaxed tone: "Didn't we plan to dismiss her after the Chinese New Year? But then she went on a tour of the nine provinces and couldn't take care of her for a while. Now it's the end of the year again, and she is indeed useful. Let's see what she can do during this disaster relief. If she can prove herself, let her continue to work in the Ministry of Revenue - when she has accumulated enough experience and merit, she will be promoted as usual."

As he spoke, the old emperor became indignant: "Sister, you don't know, other people have their own thoughts, only we will work hard for ourselves. " I think about the family. Wanshou is in charge of the money in the Ministry of Revenue, at least he won't be greedy for our family's money!"

Empress Dou was silent for a moment: "Minister Yuan has been doing his best to manage the Ministry of Revenue for you, and he has never been greedy..."

The old emperor coughed: "I know. But he won't be able to do it for long, so we have to prepare for a rainy day."

After a pause, he said: "I also plan to send Xu Yanmiao out this time. He has made many contributions, but there is no way to record them openly - let him go through the motions this time, and take the opportunity to promote him when he comes back."

The boss's efforts were unfortunate, but he ran into salty fish.

If Xu Yanmiao knew the truth, he would actually want to say: Why don't you convert it into money and give it to me? The higher the official rank, the more work you have to do. It's more comfortable to be a clerk.

"The Lian... Lian Hang, the clerk of the Ministry of War, who is on good terms with him, should also go with him. This way, they can continue to be together during the morning court session, and not be separated because of their different ranks."

"Although Wanshou is the chief officer this time, I will assign her two experienced adjutants. If she is incompetent, her own adjutants will take over the matter, and no disaster will occur."

These words fully demonstrate the emperor's careful and thorough considerations.

The next day, Xu Yanmiao received the order.

Princess Wanshou was the leader, and Shen Guifang, the Minister of Justice, and Liang Rui, the head of the Ministry of Justice, were the assistants. They also included Xu Yanmiao, the clerk of the Ministry of Personnel, and Lian Hang, the clerk of the Ministry of War, to provide disaster relief in Fujian.

In addition, a number of Jinyiwei were assigned to this disaster relief team. Princess Wanshou was specially assigned female guards who knew martial arts, including Miss Jin.

The capital was nearly 3,000 miles away from Fujian. Xu Yanmiao and others had to carry supplies, so it would take at least a month on the road to get to Fujian.

On the third or fourth day, Princess Wanshou could still bear it. But on the seventh or eighth day, she was extremely anxious and asked two experienced officials: "If it takes so much time to rush, shouldn't the local disaster victims suffer?"

But there was nothing they could do. They couldn't just grow wings and fly away.

During this period, the Minister of Justice also had a worried look on his face, but when he heard Princess Wanshou's question, he patiently explained: "Your Highness, you don't know, disaster relief is like this. If it is close to the capital, the guards can naturally rush there quickly, but if it is far away, it depends on the ability of the local officials. But no matter what, the guards are necessary. Many officials know that there are guards patrolling, so they will do their best to do disaster relief."

In other words, if the road is far, you can't expect the officials from the capital to rush there in a few days and take charge of the situation. You just go to clean up and casually observe whether the local officials have done their best to deal with the disaster.

Princess Wanshou asked again: "If there are no capable officials in the local area..."

The Minister of Justice did not say anything.

After a dozen breaths of silence, Princess Wanshou understood. If you really encounter stupid local officials, or local officials who use the disaster as an excuse to donate money, there is nothing you can do, and you can only execute them afterwards.

So Princess Wanshou also remained silent.

Xu Yanmiao sat on a sedan chair and flipped through the news from Fujian, with a heavy layer of snow on his shoulders. His brows wrinkled more and more, and then he leaned over to the clerk of the Ministry of War next to him: "Lian Lang, I have a question for you."

The clerk of the Ministry of War was about to answer when he saw Xu Yanmiao suddenly jump off the carriage: "Wait a minute, I have to ask the Shangshu about this!"

*

Xu Yanmiao asked the Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice a question: "From the founding of the country to the present, has the amount of Daxia Baobi that can be exchanged for copper coins decreased?"

Daxia Baobi is the paper currency of the Xia Dynasty. The previous dynasty started using paper money, and the Xia inherited the Zhou system, so paper money was also inherited.

In the early years of Tiantong, one Guanbao note could be exchanged for one thousand copper coins.

The previous dynasty used paper money as official salaries, and the old emperor didn't know why, but didn't follow this. So Xu Yanmo didn't pay attention to whether the Daxia Baoyin had depreciated.

The Minister of Justice knew: "Nowadays, one Guanbao note can be exchanged for one hundred copper coins."

Xu Yanmo: "..."

[Good guy, it's depreciated to one-tenth. How many Baoyin notes has the court printed in the past thirty years? ]

[It's over, the stupid disaster relief method proposed by the Fujian governor will probably be passed. 】

Although these people present went to the local area to handle business, they still carried the official positions of the capital, and they could all hear Xu Yanmiao's thoughts.

The Minister of Justice frowned even more tightly: "Why did Xu Lang suddenly ask about this? Is he afraid that Your Majesty will use precious banknotes to relieve the disaster?"

【The old emperor may not be able to think of it for a while, and can't help but have a very smart suggestion! 】

【How did the Fujian governor become the governor, and he could actually say: Minting more than one million banknotes, equivalent to 500 million copper coins, can be used to exchange for food - this kind of words? And let the rushing messenger present this memorial to the old emperor. Isn't this just adding trouble! Even if I don't understand economics, I know that so many banknotes can't be printed into the market in one breath! 】

【Calm down, calm down. Maybe the ministers in the court have research on economics, and the old emperor is willing to listen to their advice! 】

【And since the old emperor did not use precious banknotes as the salary of officials, it proves that he should still understand something about economics? 】

After thinking a lot in his mind, Xu Yanmiao said vaguely: "There is such a consideration."

On the side, Liang Rui thought about the scene of more than one million banknotes appearing in the market all of a sudden, and his scalp was numb. He quickly suggested: "Maybe it will be like this, Xu Lang, you go back with me! His Highness, the Minister, and the Secretary will continue to go to Fujian!"

"Ah? Okay!" Xu Yanmiao had a headache: "But I can't ride a horse."

Liang Rui said calmly: "I have prepared a bamboo cart for you."

...

It snowed heavily today, and this court meeting was held in the palace.

In the main hall, the people sent by the Fujian governor to deliver memorials spoke in a loud voice: "Your Majesty! That's it! Fujian is suffering from a severe drought, the victims are short of food, and the court is short of money. Why not print more than a million banknotes and go to other prefectures to buy food to help the people tide over the difficulties."

The Minister of Revenue has actually been worrying about the national treasury these days. At this moment, his bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly walked out: "Your Majesty! I think this is a good policy for governing the country..."

The old emperor was also moved: "So..."

A familiar voice rang with shock——

[No way! The old emperor actually believed this nonsense? ! ]

The old emperor's temples throbbed with a familiar pain. He suddenly fixed his eyes and saw Xu Yanmiao's figure appear outside the hall. He couldn't see the other party's expression, but from his heart——

[The Minister of Revenue also believed it? ! You are the Minister of Revenue, the Minister of Revenue who manages the money for the court! 】

It can be guessed that the other party must be very shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.

The old emperor: "..."

The Minister of Revenue: "..."