After sharing his thoughts with Old Man Su and Old Woman Su, he received their unanimous disapproval.
“Baby, it’s not impossible for us to go with you, but the villagers definitely won’t go.”
Grandma Su also advised from the side, "If you want to move to our family's place, it doesn't matter if you give up all these fields."
But the villagers rely on the land for their livelihood; they have houses and land here. How could they possibly go so far away and gamble on an uncertain future?
Su Muyao then realized that she had been really being unrealistic. This person had land and fields and had some money saved up. Why would he follow her to such a far place?
"Okay, I understand."
Su Muyao planned to put this matter aside for now, but Long Yuan couldn't wait.
Long Yuan quickly arrived at the Su family home and told Old Man Su about his plan.
After Longyuan left.
Old Man Su and Old Woman Su discussed it all night. "Old woman, we still need to be careful about the little brat next door."
"To be honest, our precious child and he have a business relationship. His desire to take our precious child with him when he goes back to Beijing is, frankly, partly driven by exploitation."
The older generation naturally has more on their minds. It's not that they're thinking the worst, but their granddaughter is just not an ordinary child.
"Go if you want to, my dear. Your life's fortune and abilities shouldn't be confined to this small place."
We'll go with them and keep an eye on things.
However, we can't all go together, so let's let the third brother's family and us take our baby first.
Once things have settled down, we'll let the eldest son's family and the second son's family live together.
Old Man Su finally decided that since his little girl wanted to go, then let her go; if it didn't work out, she could just come back later.
Old Su was thinking that everything in the capital must be expensive, and if the whole family went there, wouldn't it cost a lot of money?
Su Muyao tossed and turned in her room, unable to sleep, reflecting on her actions over the past few days.
I am just an ordinary person, and I have no way to save the world.
All she can do is reward you for your labor.
Su Muyao felt she hadn't done anything wrong in this matter, even though there was an endless supply of food in the space.
It is better to teach someone how to fish than to give them a fish. There is no such thing as a free lunch, so naturally I would not give my grain directly to these villagers.
Although I was a little reluctant to leave the people in the village, all good things must come to an end.
All I need to do is hire two people to manage this workshop, and then I'll get paid every month, which is a pretty good thing.
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The emperor, far away in the capital, couldn't sleep all night. The reason was simple: countless refugees were now flowing into the capital from the far north.
The area is experiencing severe drought, and the border is frequently harassed by barbarians.
These people had no choice but to begin their journey to escape famine.
This morning, there were eight or nine hundred, even over a thousand, refugees coming from the northernmost part of the country.
They all gathered outside the city, clamoring to enter.
Outside the city walls, some refugees had even laid out straw and wheat and built huts, intending to stay there.
The city gatekeeper quickly ordered the gates closed and instructed the guards to dissuade the refugees from entering the city.
To prevent the refugees from rioting, the county magistrate was ordered to organize people to provide them with porridge.
With the city commander and a group of constables guarding the area, the situation was kept stable.
If these yamen runners weren't all carrying large swords, it would probably have caused a riot.
The emperor was also very troubled when he received the news. He couldn't afford to raise the child, and he couldn't get rid of him either, which left him at a loss.
These people were originally subjects of his great dynasty, and these natural and man-made disasters were beyond human control.
Several days ago, he had already arranged for over a thousand people to be sent to various villages in the surrounding area.
But there is nowhere to house the thousands of people outside the city gate. The national treasury is also short of funds, so how can it afford to support these thousands of people?
During the morning court session, these ministers, who are usually quite talkative, were unusually quiet today, and not one of them could offer any suggestions.
At this moment, the Prime Minister stepped forward and replied, "Your Majesty, if these refugees are not given a quick solution to their livelihood and are not allowed to enter the city, they may wander to nearby towns and villages."
"At that time, the people in the surrounding villages may suffer greatly."
They were well aware of what these starving people might do.
They also fear the laws and court of the great dynasty, but once people have no way to survive, they will turn into bandits and robbers.
By then, the laws and the imperial court would be of no use to them.
If refugees were to gather in the surrounding villages, every household would likely suffer.
This situation has occurred before in previous years.
"Now, we should first allocate all the available grain from the national treasury and distribute porridge daily to ensure the basic needs of these refugees are met."
After the emperor finished speaking, the eunuch beside him immediately went to carry it out.
The nearly 50-year-old emperor looked at his ministers, all of whom were bowing their heads and remaining silent.
I felt a chill run down my spine. People who usually argue over the smallest things are now completely helpless when faced with a problem.
The prices displayed in the city's grain stores are the highest they've been in recent years. Even brown rice has reached 15 wen per jin, and wheat is 20 wen per jin.
Many people saw the business opportunity here and were willing to travel to farther places to buy grain at higher prices and then sell it in the capital.
Where in previous years would such an absurd thing happen? The new grain has just been stored, and every household should have new grain, but the price has risen instead of falling.
In this year of reduced grain production, it's already quite good that the people can pay their grain taxes in full, and the government granaries are just about full.
Paying salaries to those below is already a struggle; if these refugees continue to be supported, the emperor's treasury will likely be emptied very quickly.
The capital city has been in turmoil lately, and Su Muyao, along with her father and the third son of the Su family, began their journey to the capital.
After she told her family and the whole village, although many villagers did not approve of Su Muyao going to the capital.
But then I thought, this child shouldn't be stuck in this poor, remote place. I asked the villagers, and they all agreed that he could make something of himself in the village too.
They had lived in the village for generations and didn't want to go so far away, so no one agreed.
Su Muyao handed over the workshop to her eldest aunt and second aunt to manage, one to oversee the soap making and the other to manage the wine making.
The tents are almost finished, and there's no need to make any more.
On the day they left, the entire village came to see them off. It was a huge procession that escorted Su Muyao and her companions to the main road before they returned home.
Su Muyao also promised that if they ever wanted to come to the capital to seek refuge with her in the future, she would definitely provide them with a job.
It was more than half a month before Su Muyao and her group arrived in the capital.
On the road, I felt like my whole butt didn't belong to me anymore. If I hadn't stopped and started along the way, I probably would have been stuck on the road.
Thinking about the car in his own space, he thought that if he had a great identity, he could just take the car out and drive it.
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