Weng Tonghe was bombed away and thought about his mistakes behind closed doors. The government affairs of Yangxin Palace still have to continue to be dealt with. The problems do not wait for others, and the disasters are devouring lives every day.

Emperor Tongzhi took several deep breaths before suppressing his emotions. He asked in a hoarse voice, "The matter is so big, who will hold the responsibility aside first. The current plan is how to relieve the disaster and how to solve this emergency disaster!"

"If you can't come up with a way out today, no one of you will leave. Just starve to death here!"

People stared at each other, and they were hesitating. It was not that they had nothing to say, but that the conflict just now made them hesitate. Zai Chun was even more angry when he saw this attitude, "Chengzhi! Why are you doing with your eyes shining? Stand out!"

"You are also the prince of the Qing Dynasty. Do you have nothing to say during the national crisis?"

Chengzhi was so scared that he stood up and knew that he could not hide. He blinked his eyes and said, "This... this slave is thinking... it's better to stabilize people's hearts first..."

"If the court... allocates another eight million yuan of cash and enters the market tomorrow to hold the market, I think the stock market will definitely be better!"

"Nonsense!" Prince Dun saw Zai Chun going crazy, so he quickly scolded him in advance, "Prince Zheng, are you crazy about money? You still want to make money in the stock market at this time?"

"Now all the problems in the dynasty are in disaster relief. Whether it is snow or rat disaster, the key is food. With food, the people can stabilize it... If the people stabilize it, the stock market will naturally bottom out and rebound!"

"Are you still thinking about that index at this time? I suggest that Your Majesty temporarily close the stock market trading and calm down inside and outside the market..."

Zai Chun looked at Chengzhi as if he saw a pool of stinky dog ​​shit, but no matter how bad this stinky dog ​​shit is, he is still a relative of the royal family. He bit his back teeth and said, "Prince Zheng... You have made enough money in the stock market! You have escaped half of it these two days, and you have been cashing out at a high level!"

"The disaster is so serious now... don't you know how to share the worries of the state?"

Ah! Chengzhi's knees weakened and he knelt down and cried, "Your Majesty... I really don't have much money anymore! Qin Er's dog thing sold a batch of stocks, but everyone else escaped. I don't know where the certificate of deposit is?"

"Long live my mercy, my family has no surplus food!"

"You fart!" Zai Chun yelled, "You Chengzhi followed my reform career step by step. Have you made millions? Have you told me, have you made millions?"

"The more than four million in the stock market are all earned from my career, right? Otherwise, you still want to be today!"

"It's so unsatisfactory... 500,000 taels! I know you can take it out. Today I force you, the royal relatives, to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty!"

"Where is the one in the world who always takes advantage of it and does not suffer any losses? You Chengzhi is 500,000 taels, and the rest of the royal family, based on their identity, donate money by themselves based on this standard!"

"No one can do it if you don't donate. If you don't donate, just lock it in the Taimiao, let you cry with your ancestors and go to the poor!"

"The big ship of the Qing Dynasty belongs to everyone! It will be beneficial to no one if it sinks. Don't everyone donate money to me... no one wants to run away!"

All the royal families present were about to cry, Chengzhi was extorted for 500,000 yuan. What about the other princes? Prince Lao Li had a high seniority, so why did he have to get 600,000 yuan?

Prince Dun is the emperor’s fifth uncle, this is his biological uncle, so he should donate more!

Where is King Yu? Prince Su? What about so many royal family members of Beilebeizi? If they all forced to donate money, how much would they have to be plundered!

Prince Dun stood up without saying a word, "Your Majesty... I have released a batch of stocks, plus the cash in my family, a total of more than one million. I donated an integer of one million, and the remaining tens of thousands of taels is enough to drink porridge!"

"Uncle Fifth..." In the past half day, Zai Chun felt a little warmth from Uncle Fifth, which was a few words of satisfaction.

Zai Chun sighed, "You... all study hard... After all, the Qing Dynasty was still the ones who were the people. We have overcome the difficulties well. The court has money. Will you have no money in the future?"

"How much good will the imperial court have in the future? You will be able to return your efforts ten times and a hundred times sooner or later! You are so rich and hard to give up?"

Prince Lao Li lamented, "I... I still have 700,000 yuan in my family. Long lively, just take it..."

"I have 400,000 in my hand...I donated 350,000..."

If you don’t pull some hair and get some blood today, no one will be able to go home. These people in the hall will get 3.6 million taels of silver in a short while.

Almost everyone was bleeding, and everyone was heartbroken and trembling! But they didn't dare to show it anyway.

After Zai Chun blackmailed 3.6 million taels of silver, his mood improved significantly. "Speak! Then talk about it!"

Prince Dun said, "Pick off the grain from the capital and transport it to the south to rescue disasters! This is something that cannot be avoided. Now it depends on how much grain there is still in the capital and how much food is stored!"

Lord Baosheng stood up and said, "The Thirteen Warehouse of the Capital, Lumi Warehouse, Nanxin Warehouse, Old Taicang, Sea Transport Warehouse, Beixin Warehouse, Fuxin Warehouse, Xingping Warehouse, Taiping Warehouse, Shuji Warehouse, Benyu Warehouse, Fenggai Warehouse and other eleven warehouses; the Zhong Warehouse and Xi Warehouse were built in Tongzhou. It is collectively called the Thirteen Warehouse of Jingtong Warehouse. The grain transported to the capital of each province is stored in each warehouse according to its type or purpose. The white grain is exclusively for the consumption of the inner palace, princes, officials, etc., and the general grain is for distribution of Eight Banners officials and soldiers rice and horse feed."

"The grain in the capital is mainly transported from the south of the Yangtze River and the two lakes. When passing through the Grand Canal, grain ships are transported almost every day to ensure continuous supply. Generally speaking, we cannot use our stored grain, and most of them are exchanged for old ones..."

"The grain storage is mainly for three months, because there is a three-month continuous freezing period in winter, and the Grand Canal cannot pass through, so it can only be carried by land!"

"It's already March, and only half of the food stored remains, and the new food is not yet mature. Now we can only rely on the canal to mobilize the stored food from various provinces into Beijing, which also takes time..."

"Zhili, Shanxi, Henan, Shandong......The four provinces have famines. I can't count on the grain stored here, so I can only allocate them from further south!"

"It's really not enough! I initially estimate that the capital can barely squeeze 200,000 stones, which is more than 10,000 tons of foreigners... This is the limit, and I have to go to check the warehouse after resigning from the court..."

It’s hard to say what happened later. Everyone understands that many official warehouses in the court have “rats”, and corruption is rampant. God knows whether the warehouse accounts are real.

"Is it only...two hundred thousand stones?"

In the Qing Dynasty, one stone of grain was about 50 kilograms, while in ancient times, the poor had very little oil and meat, and the amount was very large if they only ate food.

Adults need to eat one pound of food a day to ensure physical strength. Then 100 pounds of grain per stone is enough for an adult to eat for about three months.

Two hundred thousand stones of food are enough for 200,000 victims to eat for three months, six hundred thousand victims to eat for one month, and one.2 million victims to eat for half a month!

And this disaster is obviously not something that can be calmed down in half a month, so the court must prepare according to the amount of half a month!
Chapter completed!