On the ninth day, the main page of the Prince Daily changed.
It has become a huge ranking list.
There is a ranking list of the capital's richest people with the most grain reserves, and all the officials in the court are on the list without exception.
Of course, this ranking is based on the weight of food stored in the home.
From tens of thousands of stones to hundreds of stones, they were arranged one by one.
As for how much grain each official had at home, that was of course made up by Fang Zheng...
Of course, it was not a fabricated story. Within a few days, Fang Zheng ordered people to investigate all the dental clinics, big and small, in the capital.
Although most of the land properties of high-ranking officials in Beijing are in their hometowns, they also have land in Beijing, which are determined according to the size of their official positions and their daily performance.
Attached to it was a short article that Fang Zheng had written overnight.
[If an official does not serve the people, he might as well go home and grow sweet potatoes]
The article explained in detail the difficult situation of the famine in the south, called on officials in the court to donate grain and money, and encouraged wealthy households in the private sector to participate as well.
Those who actively donate food will also have the opportunity to place advertisements in newspapers first.
As soon as this edition of the newspaper came out, it undoubtedly instantly ignited public opinion in the capital.
The gossip and hatred of the rich among countless people were aroused.
There are actually tens of thousands of stones of grain stored in the home of an important official in the court. Damn, when can we eat it?
My limited imagination doesn't even dare to imagine! How much money do they have at home?
It seems that there is no honest official in the court!
Except for Fang Zhengyi who is at the end.
Fang Zhengyi's number was indeed true. His family really didn't have much food stored and was so poor that they only had silver left.
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It was noon and Li Yuanzhao was holding a newspaper in the newspaper office, looking a little anxious.
Fang Zhengyi beside him was drinking tea leisurely.
Li Yuanzhao said anxiously: "Old Fang, isn't the number we made up a bit exaggerated? I am a little worried..."
"Your Highness, are you scared?" Fang Zheng said with a chuckle.
Li Yuanzhao said meaningfully, "No, I'm just a little nervous. What should I do if the court officials start making a fuss tomorrow? I didn't expect the matter to become so serious. Now the news is spreading like wildfire."
"I didn't feel anything before the message was sent. I'm worried about you now..."
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly and put down his teacup: "I have already thought about it. The worst outcome is that I will be without an official position. Your Majesty will not take away my title. I will return to Taoyuan County to retire at that time."
"Your Highness can also return to the East Palace to enjoy life. No matter how you look at it, it's a win-win situation for us!"
Li Yuanzhao said indignantly: "Don't even think about it! I will bring you back when I get back!"
"If you have that time, you might as well think about how to solve tomorrow's problems."
Fang Zhengyi sighed and said, "What are you thinking? I don't know what will happen. If an enemy comes, we will fight him with our troops. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth."
"I don't know what these evil people will do to me, but now they are the ones who are on the fire, so we don't need to rush!"
"Your Highness, remember this. No matter what they say during the court tomorrow, we will force them to donate! If we force them to donate food first, we will be halfway to success. We can talk about other things later."
The two were talking.
An anxious voice rang out from the stairs: "Fang Zhengyi! Where is Fang Zhengyi! Get out now!"
Fang Zheng looked towards the stairs in surprise, and immediately smiled when he saw the man.
He greeted him warmly, "Uncle, why are you here?"
The reporters in the newspaper office focused their attention on the two of them.
Hiss, Lord Fang’s uncle is here, and it looks like he has bad intentions!
The person who came was Li Yansong. When he heard Fang Zhengyi's voice, Li Yansong shuddered and walked over angrily.
Pointing at my nose, he cursed: "Stop smiling at me! Fang Zhengyi, you are so bold!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a newspaper from his arms, shook it open, and pointed at the ranking list with trembling hands.
"This thing! Did you make this thing? How audacious! How audacious!"
Li Yuanzhao jumped out: "No! This is what I did, what's the matter! Do you have any objections?"
Li Yansong looked sad: "Oh! Your Highness, please stop covering up for him! I know everything!"
"Let me have a word with him!"
"Yes, it was written by me. What do you think of it, uncle?"
"Shut up! Who is your uncle, you shameless guy!" Li Yansong really couldn't hold it in any longer.
I was on duty happily, but when this newspaper appeared, the whole public housing complex was in an uproar.
Everyone found out that the amount of food stored in their homes was actually published in the newspaper? After a closer look, they were furious.
Damn! It's obviously made up!
How could there be so much grain at home? Two thousand stones are enough to feed hundreds of people in the family for more than a year.
Especially since Zhang Shi's family had stored tens of thousands of shi of grain, and they didn't sell grain, so why did they store so much grain? Would they leave it there to get moldy?
The mature and prudent Li Yansong was the first one who couldn't hold back and rushed over to question the culprit.
The reason is simple: he ranks second.
I heard that the first one was smashing things everywhere in the public housing estate.
Hearing Li Yansong scolding him, Fang Zheng's face turned serious: "What does Mr. Li want to see me about this time?"
Seeing his serious expression, Li Yansong tried to calm himself down: "Yes, let me ask you, who told you that I have 20,000 shi of grain in my house?"
Fang Zhengyi tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's Zhang Shi, yes, it's him!"
Li Yansong's eyes were red as he pointed at Fang Zhengyi, shaking with anger: "You...you f*cking think I'm a fool?"
Provocation failed!
Fang Zheng shook his head and said with a wry smile, "No, no, this is all the estimates I asked the dental dealer to give me. If there's anything wrong, just tell me and I'll have someone correct it tomorrow, isn't that enough?"
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