"Let her in."
Yun Yuan bowed to the two of them and said, "Greetings to His Highness, and to Lord Bu."
Wen Renyan had a cold and aloof expression on his face, as if he was out of touch with the world. But if it weren't for that silent gaze, Yun Yuan would probably have thought that he was truly as calm as still water, without any ripples.
Seeing him like this, Master Bu had no choice but to speak up: "Miss Yun, please get up quickly. Are you used to living in the county government office?"
Yun Yuan secretly glanced at Wen Ren Yan, and her gaze happened to meet Wen Ren Yan's.
In an instant, she quickly looked away like a frightened deer, her cheeks slightly flushed, as delicate and charming as a blooming peach blossom.
When Wenren Yan saw this scene, a barely perceptible dark light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
County Magistrate Bu, who was standing by, took all of this in sight and had some guesses in his mind.
Yun Yuan came back to her senses and replied, "The county government is very good. I came here specifically to thank His Highness and Master Bu. Thank you for taking me in and giving me a place to rest."
"Miss Yun is too polite." Lord Bu said quickly, "The county government office is simple, I hope Miss Yun doesn't mind it."
Yun Yuan said, "Master Bu, you are embarrassing me."
Wen Renyan suddenly spoke up: "Miss Yun Shiqi went through so much hardship to find the county government office. She must be very familiar with the refugees' situation."
Is he doubting her? Yun Yuan lowered her eyes: "I only know a little bit."
"I wonder what Miss Yun Shiqi thinks of the Yanzhou governor's unauthorized order to open the charity granaries in each county to distribute grain?"
"According to the Dachen granary management system, the granaries cannot be opened to release grain without the permission of the imperial court." Yun Yuan said, "However, disaster relief is like fighting a fire. Even after opening the granaries to release grain, the refugees are still suffering. I dare not imagine how many refugees will die if we don't release the grain.
"I believe that the Yanzhou governor, willing to risk his job to allow the counties to open their granaries, was acting in the highest righteousness and should not be held too accountable."
Wen Renyan nodded slightly and asked, "With grain prices skyrocketing, do you think we should immediately sell the grain stored in the Changping Granary to the market?"
This Yun Yuan is familiar! Xuanyuan Mo also asked Changping Warehouse.
The function of Changping is to sell grain to stabilize grain prices when grain prices soar due to famine or war, to replenish grain stocks when "low grain prices hurt farmers" in good years, and to regulate the grain market.
After a brief pause, Yun Yuan asked, "What is the storage capacity of the Changping warehouse in Yanzhou?"
Wen Renyan's expression was solemn: "Less than 30% left."
The grain in the Changping Warehouse that has not been used for more than three years needs to be replaced with new grain. Now is the time to replace the grain. In addition, grain has been diverted before to help with military expenses. Seeing that the summer harvest is approaching, it was thought that it would be a good year. No one expected that the Yellow River would burst its banks.
But it’s good that it’s still there.
Yun Yuan said, "Since that's the case, let's keep raising the grain price. We'll also spread the news that the Changping Warehouse is out of grain, so that all the major grain merchants will come here to sell their grain."
This was different from the opinions of Wenren Yan and Lord Bu, and they were both stunned for a moment.
After some thought, Lord Bu said, "Your Highness, having more grain can indeed lower grain prices. I think we can give it a try."
Yun Yuan said: "Yanzhou is located next to the canal, and if it is fast, the grain can be transported to the dock in a few days.
We wait for the right time to release the grain from the Changping Warehouse. The grain merchants will think the news is wrong. Since it will cost money to transport the grain back, they will definitely lower the price and sell it off, so the people can buy cheap grain."
"That's a good plan." Wen Renyan looked at Yun Yuan with interest and continued to ask, "Our county's charity granary is running out of food, and the daily food distributed by the government office is insufficient. How can we replenish it?"
"The procedures for transferring grain from other counties are too complicated," Yun Yuan said. "I think we can ask the local wealthy grain farmers to donate grain to help the people get through this difficult time."
Lord Bu said in embarrassment: "I have already met with two wealthy people in this county, but no one is willing to donate. I cannot rob them by force."
Yun Yuan took the initiative and said, "I'll talk to them in person."
Wen Renyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "How sure are you?"
"About 80% likely. We'll know the details after we talk."
"Oh?" Wen Renyan said, "Since you are so confident, I will take you for a try tonight."
As the sky grew darker, he really took Yun Yuan to find the two rich men that night.
Just as Yun Yuan thought, both rich men agreed to provide relief to the victims.
Lord Bu asked curiously, "How did Miss Yun do it?"
Yun Yuan smiled and said, "In a year of famine, everyone is starving, but they have many slaves and full granaries. This will inevitably lead to jealousy. When people are forced into desperate situations, they often don't consider the consequences. I am just explaining the truth to them.
Rather than encountering disaster and having their grain stolen, it is better to donate the grain and build their reputation; the government will remember their kindness."
Lord Bu: "You agree now?"
"They were a little reluctant at first, but when His Highness said he would give them a plaque personally written by His Majesty, 'A Family of Good Deeds,' they happily agreed." Yun Yuan sighed, "It turns out that principles are not as effective as practical actions."
Lord Bu looked at Wenren Yan, who nodded with a smile.
For ordinary people, a plaque written by the emperor himself is a great honor worth passing down from generation to generation, but for Wenren Yan, food is the most important thing now.
The emperor would waste several sheets of paper every day practicing calligraphy. It wouldn't be too much to ask him to write a few words in exchange for the people's life-saving food, right?
Lord Bu was so happy that tears came to his eyes while he was laughing.
"Miss Yun, your arrival is truly a blessing to this county. And Your Highness, I thank you on behalf of the people of this county."
A large amount of grain was sent to the county government office, which solved the food problem and removed a burden from my heart.
Wenren Yan returned to the county government office, assigned tasks to his subordinates, and had a rare good night's sleep.
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A county away from them, Wen Renji lost his temper.
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