I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 418 Newspaper Sale
After that, a few days passed.

In the evening, Zhejiang, Zhejiang Governor's Mansion.

At this moment, Zheng Michang, who was frowning, summoned everyone to the meeting hall of the Governor's Mansion to discuss the next countermeasures.

I saw Zheng Michang sitting at the head, and after looking around, he sighed helplessly and said slowly.

"Right now, the elders and the others have not given a response yet, we have to find a way to survive this period of time!"

As soon as Zheng Michang's words fell, He Maocai on the side immediately added.

"Recently, those mulberry farmers have gathered at the gate of the Governor's Mansion to make trouble almost every day. If this continues, the prison cells of the government will almost be overwhelmed."

When He Maocai said this, he paused for a moment, and then continued to add.

"Or, let's take out some of the grain in the granary and distribute it to those mulberry farmers. If this continues, the situation will soon be out of control!"

After He Maocai's words fell, Ma Ningyuan and Gao Hanwen on the side followed closely and said: "Yes, we should temporarily distribute some relief food first, and stabilize those mulberry farmers first!"

"If there is a civil uprising at that time, none of us will be able to eat and walk around!"

After listening to everyone's advice, Zheng Michang nodded helplessly, and said slowly.

"Before that, I sent someone to calculate it. If the distribution is carried out according to the minimum standard, the relief food in the granary can last up to 23 days!"

"If no food arrives in Zhejiang after 23 days, we will be finished!"

At this moment, Gao Hanwen looked at Zheng Michang as if he suddenly thought of something, and immediately gave his own suggestion.

"Master Chief Executive, tell me, can we get some food from Ningbo Port?"

After He Maocai and Ma Ningyuan on the side listened to Gao Hanwen's suggestion, their eyes lit up, and they slapped their thighs suddenly, saying in a low voice.

"Yes, why can't we go to Ningbo Port to get some food?"

After finishing speaking, He Maocai and Ma Ningyuan looked at Zheng Michang expectantly, hoping that he would respond.

At the beginning, Zheng Michang quite agreed with Gao Hanwen's suggestion. Just as he was about to make a decision, he suddenly remembered that not long ago, he offended the officials of the Maritime Trade Department!
Thinking of this, Zheng Michang wished he could slap himself twice: "Zheng Michang, Zheng Michang, why do you say you have nothing to provoke those people from the Maritime Trade Department? It's all right now, the food must not be available !"

Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Zheng Michang had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "I don't think this matter is very reliable. Have you forgotten who is in charge of the Department of Maritime Trade? It is Gao Gong, the servant of the household department!"

"As someone from Qingliu, how could he allow us to obtain food easily?"

When Zheng Michang said this, he deliberately paused for a moment in order to observe the expressions on everyone's faces.

When he saw the flash of disappointment on everyone's faces, he immediately changed the subject and continued.

"But there is no other way right now, let's just treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and I will beg them myself!"

When Zheng Bichang said this, he continued to add.

"But don't have too many expectations about this matter. After all, the Maritime Trade Department is in charge of the Ministry of Accounts Minister Gao Gong!"

After Zheng Michang's words fell, the rest of the people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, being willing to try is better than doing nothing!

Seeing that the matter has been negotiated and reached a rough result, Ma Ning Yuanxuan turned his eyes to Zheng Michang, who was sitting at the head, and asked.

"Then when will we start distributing relief food?"

After hearing this, Zheng Michang gave a response after thinking for a while.

"Let's start tomorrow, the key is to stabilize these Sannong right now!"

"Well, no problem. After I go back later, I will have the government post a notice right away!"

Hearing this, Ma Ningyuan was quickly relieved, and immediately responded.

I saw Zheng Michang picked up the teacup on the side, took a sip, and after looking around, he turned to speak.

"Well, since everything has been discussed, everyone should go back and make preparations!"

"Ah."

After that, He Maocai, Ma Ningyuan, Gao Hanwen and others got up from their seats one after another, and then left the meeting hall.

……

The night passed quickly, and early the next morning, when the sky was just dawn, those Sang Nong who had learned the news in advance formed a long line at the place where the government distributed relief food.

Seeing someone jumping in line, the officer in charge of maintaining order stepped forward immediately. After the person was caught in the future, he kicked him hard and kicked him to eat shit. This scene naturally caused everyone to burst into laughter.

"Quiet, all quiet!"

"Anyone who dares to make any noise again, I'll get him to the back of the line!"

After the words of the official messenger fell, the Sang Nong who lined up in the long queue at the scene all shut up. After all, no one wanted to be at the end of the queue. how?
At this moment, their faces are full of hope, because the relief food promised by the government has finally begun to be distributed. With this food, they and their families will not be hungry.

Wang Erzhuang from Wangjia Village was also in the team. Since Gao Hanwen came to count the situation last time, he and the remaining villagers who also planted mulberry seedlings have been paying attention to the relief food all the time.

But yesterday evening, just after the announcement was posted by the government, Wang Erzhuang and others learned the news.

In order to get the relief food from the government one step ahead, they simply slept in the place where the government distributed the relief food. However, there are not a few people who have the same idea as them. Fortunately, they came earlier and their positions were relatively close. forward.

Just when Wang Erzhuang was in a daze, he only heard the voice of the official, and brought him back to reality: "The government has already started distributing relief food, everyone is lined up, come one by one, and when it's time for you, tell me Your name and place of origin are enough!"

After the official messenger's voice fell, the endless team seemed to "come to life" again and began to discuss the topic of how much relief food the government had distributed.

"Quiet, all quiet!"

But this time, under the din of people, the voices of the officials were quickly drowned out without causing any waves.

At this moment, at the front of the line, there was a long table, and a few subordinates sat beside the table. Seeing No. 1 Sannong lined up in front of him, he immediately asked in a voice that did not contain any emotion.

"Name, place of origin?"

"Zhang Erniu, from Fuyuan Village."

After the words fell, one of the subordinate staff took out the corresponding roster, found Zhang Erniu's name on it, drew a circle on his name, and immediately ordered.

"Go over there to get food!"

"Thank you sir, thank you sir!"

After that, Zhang Erniu came to the side thankfully and took the food from the soldiers, but when he weighed the food, a puzzled expression appeared on his face, and he asked immediately.

"My... my lord, this is different from what I said before. There are four people in my family, why is there less than two liters of food?"

Hearing this, the subordinate staff glanced at Zhang Erniu impatiently, and immediately said.

"That's all, if you don't want it, just keep the food, so I can distribute it to the next person!"

Hearing this, Zhang Erniu had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, bowed his head, and didn't dare to say a word even though he felt extremely unwilling.

Because if these subordinates are angered, maybe I don't even have this little food. In the end, it is my family members who suffer from hunger!

With the lessons learned by Zhang Erniu, those Sang Nong in the back no longer dare to have any opinions on this matter.

They just came to the subordinate staff silently, like puppets without emotion, and reported their names and hometowns. After receiving their own relief food, they did not leave in a hurry, but acted like mice. , looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he carefully put away the food, lowered his head, and left quickly.

In the governor's mansion, Zheng Michang was sitting at the head, listening to the report of his subordinates.

"My lord, the relief food has started to be distributed right now, but those mulberry farmers seem to have some complaints about the amount of relief food distributed by the government."

Hearing this, Zheng Michang frowned unobtrusively, and immediately picked up the teacup at the side, took a sip, and then responded unhurriedly.

"Do they still dare to have an opinion?"

"The government is merciful, afraid that they will starve to death, and distributes relief food for free, how dare they have any objections?"

"What a bunch of troublemakers, they don't understand the government's difficulties at all!"

Seeing that Zheng Michang, the immediate superior, complained, the subordinate just now also put on a look of righteous indignation and echoed him.

"That's right, Mr. Chief Executive, these unscrupulous people really don't know what's good!"

"If you ask me, we shouldn't give them relief food and let them taste what it's like to be hungry."

Hearing this, Zheng Michang quietly took his eyes away from this subordinate and skipped the topic.

"That's all right, all right, I'll keep an eye on the scene, if something goes wrong, I'll ask you!"

As soon as Zheng Michang's words fell, the subordinate patted his chest and promised: "Master Chief Political Officer, you can rest assured that there will be no troubles with the subordinates!"

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Michang seemed to have suddenly thought of something, turned his gaze to the subordinate just now, and immediately added: "If you let me know that someone dares to tamper with this relief ration, don't blame me Turn your face and deny anyone!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chief Executive, you are right."

"If someone dares to take action against this relief food, the next official will be the first to spare him!"

Seeing that subordinate kept wiping it with a handkerchief, and the fine sweat constantly emerging from his forehead, he echoed repeatedly.

Zheng Michang looked away, and immediately issued an order to evict the guest.

"Okay, don't hang around in front of me all the time, I still have things to deal with."

"Yes, Mr. Chief Political Envoy, I will resign immediately!"

After Zheng Michang issued the eviction order, the subordinate did not dare to stay in the slightest and left the governor's mansion in a hurry. However, when he left the governor's mansion, he looked extremely hurried, as if he was in a hurry to deal with something.

Zheng Michang looked at the back of this subordinate who left in a hurry, his complexion suddenly became gloomy, and he said silently: "Damn it, after this matter is over, let's see how I deal with you!"

After that, Zheng Bichang embarked on the journey to Ningbo Port according to the previous plan.

……

Since the last big victory in the front and the capture of the Tatar Khan, the capital, which has not been calm for a long time, has ushered in the third breaking news—the imperial court issued a newspaper named Daming Daily !
As early as a few days ago, the news of the imperial court's publication of the newspaper had already spread. In the capital, no matter whether they were high-ranking officials or peddlers, they were full of expectations for the official publication of the newspaper by the imperial court.

After all, this is a rare new gadget!

During this period, there was no shortage of various news, half-truths and half-false, which made it hard to figure out.

But at present, the only thing that can be confirmed is that there are currently two types of newspapers, one is for officials and gentry, and the price is twenty yuan a piece, and the other is for ordinary people, and the price is two A piece of money.

The prices of the two newspapers differed by ten times, and this made the officials and gentry quite satisfied. In their view, this was a reflection of the social status of the two parties: "Look, you lowly people, just Even newspapers can only be read at the lowest level!"

But those ordinary people don't take it seriously. In their view, as long as the price is cheap, they can accept it.

After all, real life is too bitter, and you have to find some comfort for yourself.

In order not to cause conflicts, newspapers for officials and gentry and newspapers for ordinary people were sold separately.

And today, it happened to be Zhao Zhenji's rest day. Early in the morning, with nothing else to do, he planned to go to the place where newspapers were sold, and support the cause of the court with his own practical actions.

Just kidding, this newspaper was promoted by the emperor alone. If the sales volume is not good, where will the emperor lose face?

As a courtier, the most important thing is to share worries for the emperor!
Therefore, Zhao Zhenji planned to buy a hundred and eighty newspapers for the time being, and even if he couldn't read them all, he could distribute them to the servants at home.

However, when Zhao Zhenji was in high spirits and rushed to the place where newspapers were sold in a sedan chair, he was immediately dumbfounded.

He found that many officials and gentry had already gathered here, and all those who did not need to be on duty today had all arrived at the scene. Even if they needed to be on duty today, they would ask their housekeepers to come on their behalf.

"I remember that Mr. Yan Ge and Mr. Xu Ge don't seem to be on duty today, and I don't know if they will come?"

With the support of the bearers, Zhao Zhenji got out of the sedan chair, looked at the officials who gathered in small groups and greeted each other, and thought so.

Seeing Zhao Zhenji coming, those officials stopped greeting Zhao Zhenji and looked at Zhao Zhenji with respect and awe, and immediately stepped forward to say hello to Zhao Zhenji.

"Haha, I met Mr. Zhao!"

"Master Zhao, you have time to come over today!"

Faced with the greetings from these colleagues, Zhao Zhenji smiled all the time.

After a while, the atmosphere at the scene became as harmonious as before.

(End of this chapter)