Hu Mansion.

Front yard main hall.

Everything has been going relatively smoothly recently, and Hu Fei was in a good mood, so he told his family that he would have dinner at home today.

However, the dishes have been served for a while, but Hu Weiyong has not been seen yet.

"Where's the old man? Why aren't you here yet?"

Hu Fei looked at the already cold dishes, turned to the butler Qin Hai who was waiting on the side, frowned and asked.

"Go back to the young master. I should be still in the study. I'm afraid I'm not in the mood to eat at the moment. Why don't you eat first? The dishes are all cold."

Qin Hai said with a bitter face.

"This young master finally came back to have dinner with him, but he is so disrespectful?"

Hu Fei frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"No, the young master misunderstood. I didn't mean to break the appointment. It was because something happened at court and I didn't want to eat."

Qin Hai hurriedly explained with a grimace.

"What happened?!"

Hu Fei frowned, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt an ominous premonition.

"A rat infestation broke out in Changzhou, causing heavy losses to the people and depriving them of their livelihood. The DPRK and the Central Government are actively preparing for disaster relief. Seeing that the New Year is approaching, we cannot let the people spend the New Year without food."

"However, due to the failure of grain collection in various places this year, the imperial court was unable to provide so much relief grain. Therefore, I care about the people of Changzhou and do not want to enjoy a family banquet at this time."

Qin Hai sighed and said with some empathy.

After hearing Qin Hai's words, Hu Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips, and he stood up and walked out.

"Master? Where are you going?"

Pei Jie, who was guarding the door, was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly.

"Let's go back to Hong Bin Building!"

Hu Fei answered casually and stepped out directly.

"Master, don't be angry. I didn't mean not to eat with you. I really care about the safety of Changzhou!"

When Qin Hai saw it, he hurriedly chased him out and comforted him loudly.

"I'm not angry with the old man. You go and tell him that he doesn't have to worry about allocating food for disaster relief. I'll take care of it! Let him eat and drink as he should!"

Hu Fei said nothing, walked out of the front door without looking back, got on the carriage and left.

Qin Hai, who was standing at the door of the main hall, was stunned for a moment, hesitantly looked at the untouched dishes on the table, shook his head, turned around and walked towards the study.

In the study at this time, Hu Weiyong was pacing inside, his brows furrowed and his face solemn.

The sound of footsteps came, and Qin Hai slowly came to the door.

"Master, the young master seems to be angry and has already gone back to Hong Bin Building."

Qin Hai stood at the door, saluted, and whispered.

After hearing this, Hu Weiyong shook his head and said nothing more. He had no intention of venting his anger on his son now.

"However, the young master left a message when he left, saying that he should eat and drink when he should, and he would take care of the matter of allocating food for disaster relief."

Qin Hai hesitated for a moment and recounted what Hu Fei had left before he left.

Hearing Qin Hai's words, Hu Weiyong stopped, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qin Hai doubtfully, not understanding it for a while.

His heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition told him that his son might be up to something else.

Are you taking this opportunity to make a fortune?

That boy is someone who even dares to earn His Majesty’s money!

...

The next day.

All the Changsheng Guo and Jingshi Xiaonoodle factories in the Ming Dynasty sent out escort teams at almost the same time, heading straight to Changzhou.

The Hongbinlou branch in Changzhou even opened its foyer, announcing that from now on, all people who don’t have rice at home can eat for free at Hongbinlou.

Moreover, porridge sheds were set up in the streets and alleys of Changzhou City, and people could bring their own pots and pans to get food, and there was an unlimited supply.

In the latest issue of the Changzhou Hanlinxuan Branch, all interesting folk stories and chats have been cancelled, and replaced with articles promoting the fact that the imperial court is doing everything possible to support Changzhou, and that all civil and military officials and His Majesty are concerned about Changzhou, etc., to bring benefits to the people who are suddenly plagued by rats.

This was a great relief and the people's sentiments were appeased.

Just after Hu Fei left the Hu Mansion last night, he immediately returned to Hongbin Tower to arrange everything properly, and asked Mu Ping to rush to various places with his people for 800 miles. All the industries under his name rushed to help Changzhou.

The convoy escorting the supplies even hung a flag on the front of the vehicle, writing: The imperial court is with you, and your Majesty is with you!

Suddenly, Hu Fei's name once again spread throughout the Ming Dynasty, especially in Changzhou City. Anyone who mentioned the word Hu Fei shed tears of gratitude.

While the imperial court was still trying to figure out how to deal with this sudden rat infestation, the crisis in Changzhou had been resolved, and the news soon spread to the capital one after another.

...

East Palace.

apse.

Because of the rat infestation, Prince Zhu Biao has been thinking very hard these past two days, trying every possible means to help the Ministry of Household Affairs make plans, hoping to tide over this crisis together.

While Zhu Biao paused and thought deeply, the sound of footsteps came from behind him, and Xiao Qi quickly walked into the hall.

"Your Highness, good news!"

Xiao Qi bowed respectfully and said excitedly.

"What good news can we have now? Has the Ministry of Household Affairs raised new grain?"

Zhu Biao heard this, turned around quickly and looked at Xiao Qi and asked, with a trace of doubt on his face.

In order to cope with this crisis, the Ministry of Revenue has accepted His Majesty's order and began to re-collect grain in relatively wealthy state capitals.

"No, it's Hu Fei!"

Xiao Qi shook his head and said with a smile.

"Hu Fei?! What's going on?!"

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment and asked impatiently.

"As early as two days ago, Hu Fei had heard about the rat infestation in Changzhou, and had mobilized factories from all over the country to arrive in Changzhou in batches with Changsheng hotpot and Jingshi noodles..."

Xiao Qi told Zhu Biao all about Hu Fei's actions with excitement on his face.

After Zhu Biao heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He never expected that at such a critical juncture, it would be Hu Fei, a boy who only knew how to make money, to help the court solve its urgent needs. Not only did he carry out disaster relief, but he also used Hanlin

The daily newspaper appeased the people of Changzhou and promoted the father's compassion for the people.

"He really did not disappoint me!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

After a moment of pause, Zhu Biao couldn't help but praise loudly, shouting three times in a row, with a trace of excitement that could not be concealed on his face.

"Where did the news come back from?"

Then, Zhu Biao couldn't help but ask.

"Changzhou Prefectural Government has sent people to send the news to the capital at high speed. In addition, the news has been spread throughout the country. It is estimated that it will not be long before the whole world knows it."

Xiao Qi replied with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I will go into the palace now to inform my father and ask for credit for Hu Fei!"

Zhu Biao nodded, turned around and walked out of the hall impatiently, unable to stop the smile on his face.

...

Royal Palace.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Teng Demao, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was reporting to Zhu Yuanzhang on the matter of raising food for disaster relief, with a slightly solemn look on his face.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the sofa, also had an ugly expression on his face, his brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were slightly dissatisfied.

"The situation in Changzhou is urgent. Why is the progress of food preparation so slow? If it cannot be solved as soon as possible to appease the victims, as the New Year is approaching, it is likely to trigger a civil uprising! Do you know?!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Teng Demao and said calmly.

"I know that I am guilty, Your Majesty, please calm down."

"But the incident happened suddenly, and the rat infestation was very serious. The people of Changzhou suffered heavy losses. It is not easy to raise enough disaster food in such a short period of time. Your Majesty, please take a closer look."

Teng Demao hurriedly knelt on the ground and said fearfully.

"I don't care about the process, only the result. If there is civil unrest in Changzhou during the Chinese New Year, I will take it from you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said sternly with a sullen face.
To be continued...