Chapter 147 New News
Prince An is a coward. He knows Jiang Xinyu is very good at arguing with people, but he still admits his mistake every time.
It’s not that he can’t necessarily win, but Jiang Xinyu is not only good at talking but also has strong fighting skills.
He was afraid that he would be beaten if he won.
For example, now, when Jiang Xinyu said that everyone should be treated equally, he subconsciously wanted to retort that Xiao Yuan, a eunuch, had no rain or dew to share.
But for the sake of his leg that had finally healed, he swallowed the words back.
That Ye Xiao has never left the palace since he entered it. The spies he planted in the East Factory said that Mr. Ye seemed to have a broken leg and was recuperating in the Lord's Mansion.
Xiao Yuan broke his leg as soon as he entered the Governor's Mansion after returning to Beijing. His family hurriedly called him away from Dongchang.
Various evidences indicate that this matter is related to Jiang Xinyu.
This woman is indeed interesting, and she has King Xiao Yan under her control.
He knew a lot about house fights, but he had never heard of someone like her who could defeat someone with just her strength.
But I have to say, this trick is really useful.
Prince An thought that there would be some joke in the Governor's Mansion, but in the end, everything was calm without a ripple.
Honestly, I'm quite disappointed.
Jiang Xinyu was so angry that Prince An said two sentences and picked up a plate of cakes and started to eat them.
"Night owls come into the house for no reason. You came here so early in the morning, so I don't think it's just to care about our backyard.
Tell me, are you sending me a message or asking me for something?"
Prince An saw Jiang Xinyu eating with relish and took a piece of the cake in front of him.
“Both. They’re the same thing.
There is a flood in Xuzhou. The court has not received any reports yet, but it is estimated that it will only take a few days."
Jiang Xinyu was a little surprised, "What does this have to do with you, a lazy prince?"
You're in a wheelchair, but your father can still send you to control floods
That’s really not good.”
Prince An pouted and said, "Your father is nothing!"
Jiang Xinyu laughed, "My dad is no good at all, he just curses a lot, I love to hear him!"
Damn, Prince An just remembered that this guy has a bad relationship with her father.
"I'm telling you something serious. If you don't like your father, I'll teach that old guy a lesson for you some other day.
Please help me think of some ideas first.
He Bi, the governor of Xuzhou, is my uncle, and he is the only high-ranking official among my maternal relatives.
I live a secluded life and it is inconvenient for me to show up for many things, so he is the one who takes care of my uncles.
Every few years when there is heavy rain, the Yellow River will burst its banks near Caocun in Chanzhou. This year, the water level has exceeded the warning line.
If the dikes collapse and the floodwaters approach Xuzhou, He Bi's position as governor may not be safe unless a proper solution is taken."
Jiang Xinyu clicked her tongue twice, "Your uncle's name is quite novel. I wonder if his son will be named He Ku."
Prince An smiled coldly, "The disaster relief officer is Xiao Yuan, so why do you still want to study my cousin's name?"
Cough cough cough, this time it was Jiang Xinyu's turn to choke, and she quickly took a sip of tea to wash down the snack.
"Just to get me to give you some advice, you sent my husband to the front line of flood control.
Fuck, if I don’t beat the shit out of you today, I’ll consider you a clean bastard.”
Jin Zekang jumped out far away out of reflex.
"It wasn't me, it was the third brother who did it. The one who said it specifically should be Zhang Zhongyi.
This disaster relief is unlikely to be successful, and they want to take the opportunity to get rid of Xiao Yuan.
They have people in several prefectures near Xuzhou, and the disaster relief supplies and money will definitely not be delivered if they are scattered at all levels.
Now you know why I looked for you, we are grasshoppers on the same rope.
By the way, it is really disgraceful for you to be so vulgar. "
"You are the grasshopper, your whole family are grasshoppers, your family tree is made up of grasshoppers.
If you keep pushing me, I will not only insult you, but also you. Do you believe it?"
Jiang Xinyu glared at Jin Zekang with a bad look in her eyes, "There are so many officials in the court, why does Xiao Yuan have to go?
Is this what the East Factory does?”
Jin Zekang snorted coldly, "From confiscating property and destroying families to arresting chickens and dogs, Dongchang is a special force directly under the emperor, so nothing they do is new.
Didn't Xiao Yuan tell you?
As long as the emperor wants to know, they will check even what color pants a minister wears and which concubine he sleeps with."
Jiang Xinyu laughed, "I understand! Dongchang is a brick, we can move it wherever it is needed!"
"You are right to understand it."
Jin Zekang tucked his robe around his body and sat down.
"The border has also been unstable in the past two years, and the Yellow River floods were a major event.
The emperor knew clearly that someone must be embezzling the disaster relief funds, and he would not feel at ease unless he sent a sharp knife to deal with it.
In addition, Xiao Yuan donated cement this year, so 90% of the burden of disaster relief will fall on him.
I will write a letter to ask He Bi to cooperate as much as possible, and I will also ask Governor Xiao to do more for disaster relief."
"Don't say such nice things. If He Bi can handle it, why would you come all this way? Isn't it just to let my husband take care of your uncle?
Ask for help with the right attitude. If you continue to treat me like a fool, get out of here."
Jin Zekang was probably used to Jiang Xinyu's outspokenness, so he coughed and cupped his hands.
"I owe you a favor this time. Please, Governor Xiao, please protect my uncle."
As soon as Prince An finished speaking, he cursed in his heart. He was led astray by this woman. The term "uncle" was so unfashionable.
Jiang Xinyu tapped the table thoughtfully. Although Dongchang was an intelligence department, its focus had always been on the capital and its surrounding areas, and news from provincial capitals further away tended to be delayed.
Since Jin Zekang came here, he must have received the letter from home a long time ago, so the accuracy of this news is almost certain.
Disaster relief has never been an easy job since ancient times.
Of course, this is not necessarily the case for corrupt officials, especially those with powerful backers.
Although it is dangerous, it is also an excellent opportunity to make money.
As the emperor's sword, Xiao Yuan must have gone there with a mission, and naturally stood on the opposite side of those corrupt officials.
People die for money and birds die for food. Destroying someone's job is no less than digging up their ancestral graves.
If Xiao Yuan does his job seriously, he will offend many people. If he goes along with the corrupt officials, he will probably not be able to escape unscathed.
Even a good cook cannot cook without rice.
If the imperial court fails to allocate food funds, the people will have nothing to eat. If a riot breaks out, the officials in the disaster-stricken areas will be the first to bear the brunt.
However, it was impossible for Xiao Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, to bring food from the capital to the disaster area.
In those days, transportation was underdeveloped and vehicles had limited carrying capacity. If one wanted to transport enough food, the manpower required would be enormous. Half of the food would be consumed just for food and horse feed.
It would be even worse if we reduce the number of escort personnel, as we might be robbed by some real or fake bandits along the way.
There is another way, which is to ask the court to issue silver notes and let Xiao Yuan carry them to buy local goods.
Unfortunately, this is impossible, as the imperial court has never had the rule of issuing silver bills.
Moreover, the grain prices in the nearby prefectures and counties may not be stable. Since Zhang Zhongyi is setting up a trap to trick Xiao Yuan, he is likely to be sure that the local officials will not cooperate.
We can't expect a few dozen people from the East Factory to go door to door to buy food.
She needs to think carefully about the specifics of disaster relief, and make a comprehensive table to see what modern common sense can be used.
There was no need to tell Jin Zekang about this, but she had thought of something this guy could do.
"I'll discuss the disaster relief matter with Xiao Yuan later. Don't worry, we'll do our best to protect your uncle.
But don't just sit there and do your part to ensure successful disaster relief.
So, first you forge a letter from He Bi to you.
What it means is that Xuzhou might be in trouble but he doesn't have that much money and wants you to help.
I know that you, a lazy prince, are not rich, so I won't ask for money. There are wealthy businessmen willing to do good deeds and donate money. I hope that you, the descendant of the phoenix and the dragon, can write a word "Fu" to reward them.
You go back and take the letter to your father. Don't worry, he will do it to exchange a few words for disaster relief money.
To put it nicely, this is not an auction of the emperor's calligraphy, but a reward for caring and patriotic businessmen, do you understand?"
Jin Zekang gave a thumbs up in admiration.
He was right, this woman had so many tricks up her sleeve.
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