"Your Majesty is very clever, and I admire you all."

Liu Song stood up, dusted the cuffs of his official uniform with both hands, and bowed deeply to Zhu Han solemnly.

He is not the kind of person who flatters others. The reason for this is indeed because he admires Zhu Han's methods.

If Zhu Han was just using high grain prices to lure businessmen to Datong, Liu Song would certainly think Zhu Han's method was clever.

However, that was all. It was impossible to salute Zhu Han so solemnly.

As a traditional scholar, Liu Song is still a scholar at heart.

No matter what he does, he always puts justice first, and he looks down on Zhu Han's practice of talking about his interests but not talking about them.

However, what Zhu Han did was not just about profit.

While luring them with benefits, they also did not forget how to make ordinary people live a better life.

These money and grains are simply a drop in the bucket.

Most officials can be bought with money, it's just a matter of how much money they have.

Since the drought broke out, the official warehouse has almost completely bottomed out.

"Forty taels of silver and one stone of food, these are simply bandits."

Zhu Han did not directly explain the details of other officials.

But Wu Zhen’s master also knew how powerful it was.

He was just a master, I'm afraid he didn't even know how he died.

"Master Fu..." Master still wanted to persuade.

Fortunately, he and Wu Zhen are the only two people in this room now.

It sounds like a lot, but now outside Fucheng, the number of people just waiting to eat is almost over 5,000.

People had to queue up at grain stores before dawn. But at one o'clock at night, they couldn't buy food at all.

Although the railway is still under construction, it is not possible to reach Datong directly.

"As for the construction of Yanjing, just leave it to those businessmen. But Mr. Liu, there is one thing you must remember."

Liu Song looked solemn: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely live up to Your Majesty's hopes."

Wu Zhen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he handed the letter directly to his master.

"Could it be that the news was wrong? It was four coins of silver instead of forty taels of silver?"

Zhu Han said extremely seriously: "Of course they can be given free rein to build Yanjing, but you absolutely cannot trust those businessmen."

If the increase in disaster victims is also included in the statistics.

Almost three-quarters of Datong Prefecture has lost its harvest, and there are victims everywhere who are crying for food.

However, Liu Song already understood what Zhu Han meant.

With this black market, ordinary people can still buy some food to survive.

This kind of monster is simply terrifying when it comes to transporting supplies.

"I have no other requirements regarding official matters. As long as you, Mr. Liu, act in accordance with the law, there will be no problems."

"Lord Liu." Zhu Han said with a smile: "Now that you understand my painstaking efforts, I will leave the affairs of Yanjing to Lord Liu in the next period of time."

The current price of grain on the black market in Datong Prefecture is only three taels of silver.

Wu Zhen said in a deep voice: "Go."

"Whenever there are any omissions in the government's supervision, those businessmen will seize these loopholes to benefit themselves."

Once his words are known to His Majesty the King of England...

One is to ask him to donate money and food so that he can survive the famine.

Otherwise, King Zhu Han of England would just ignore him.

Those people who were affected by the disaster could not even buy food.

As for controlling food prices...

Be patient and continue reading.

"This city of Yanjing, I will leave it to you, Mr. Liu."

All these big local landowners in Datong, all put together, can only donate more than a thousand taels, and their food supplies can only amount to 800 shi.

After all, he is not a loyal minister like Liu Song, and he does not dare to directly offend the current King of England.

This comprehensive approach is completely beyond Liu Song's previous understanding.

Zhu Han nodded slightly and patiently explained to Liu Song.

Mainly Zhu Hanken, food is definitely not a problem.

After all, the money he has is used to build the capital. If the construction of Yanjing is delayed, it is Zhu Han's problem.

If it were normal times, nothing would be too important.

"Master...this..." Master held up the letter, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

That's it, when the people are given those porridges that are so thin that you can barely see a few grains of rice every day.

"The imperial court doesn't intend to give ordinary people like us a way to survive."

After all, everyone knows that in order to build a new capital city, the imperial court's allocation to Yanjing was quite generous.

But soon, Wu Zhen's smile froze on his face.

Just when he opened Zhu Han's letter and saw that the food was on the way to Datong, Wu Zhen suddenly smiled from ear to ear.

Not only was there a drought that only happened once in a thousand years during his term, but there was also a guy with a brain problem like King Zhu Han of England, who was causing trouble and rain.

After all, there are only a few officials in this world who are truly honest and law-abiding.

"These moths." Wu Zhen couldn't help but curse: "Are they really willing to provoke a popular uprising?"

Zhu Han actually defined the price of food in Datong Prefecture as a minimum of four taels of silver and one stone.

Now the price on the black market is only three taels, and they still sell it secretly.

And it can be expected that the number of disaster victims will continue to increase in the next half month.

On the surface, each of these people patted their chests and agreed happily.

Once some ideas arise, they cannot be suppressed easily.

But he never thought that this drought would be so serious.

This does not mean that the imperial court will not do its best to provide disaster relief.

"If we all go together, I don't believe that the imperial court will just watch us starve to death."

"Master Liu, I absolutely believe in your integrity. But other officials..."

Wu Zhen made a calculation secretly.

"I understand." Liu Song replied sternly: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will never tolerate those who dare to take evil ways!"

What is King Zhu Han doing?

Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to force the people of Datong to rebel?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed to be possible.

After feeling depressed for a long time, Wu Zhen waved his hand feebly.

"Hurry up and bring it here for me to read!" Wu Zhen was so excited that he grabbed the letter and started reading it.

At the beginning, his performance was similar to that of Wu Zhen, and his face was also full of joy: "That's great, the food is already on its way."

As for the other reason, of course, I hope they can control food prices during the famine years so that the people can survive.

In just a few dozen days, Wu Zhen lost a lot of weight.

"His Royal Highness the King of England stated in his letter that he has invited Your Majesty to issue an edict to directly define the price of grain. The edict will arrive in the near future..." After a pause, Wu Zhen said with difficulty: "Let's make an announcement."

Suddenly I received news from Yanjing.

Liu Song was stunned when he heard this: "Your Majesty, what are you..."

On the surface, the price does not seem to be very high.

Wu Zhen, the prefect of Datong, can be said to have been living like a year recently.

Ordinary people don't have much knowledge. After such a famine, they will subconsciously run to the surrounding big cities...

No one knows how many people will starve to death every day.

And those gentry did not disappoint Wu Zhen.

Unlike grain stores, grain trading on the black market is in full swing.
To be continued...