The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 125
After struggling for a while, Si Chenghuan gently lifted the quilt, put his feet on his feet, and crept to the door, opened a gap to look out, no one was there, poked his head out again, and quickly glanced at Jun Xian's bedroom , the door is closed.

she is not here.

Put your heart down.

Quickly dressing neatly, going out for food, and stalking also requires physical strength.

What he didn't know was that Jun Xian was going to solve his trouble first when he got up in the morning.

It's just that last night, I didn't sleep well, I tossed and turned, and got up late in the morning.

When it was time to walk out of the room, it happened that a group of officials from Beidi came to invite them to discuss the disaster situation in Beidi.

Since business matters are important, Jun Xian has no choice but to put Si Chenghuan aside, adjust his mentality, and wait to see what kind of regulations these northern officials will give her.

The flower hall in the inner courtyard was temporarily split into a meeting hall. Jun Xian sat in the first seat with a calm expression, and listened to the words of the officials on both sides of the head, talking in full swing.

"The lower officials think that the first thing to be dealt with in the Northland today are those mobs who are beating, smashing and looting everywhere, making the people uneasy and panicking. The big households in the city are relocating one after another, and the shops on the street dare not open their doors after dark. These tricksters If you don't suppress the people, it will only make the Northland more and more chaotic!"

"The mob is one, and the refugees are the second. A snowstorm froze the crops on the fields and crushed the houses of the people. The rice grains were not picked up. The people were starving and had no place to live. They could only squeeze in the city and wait for relief. , if it cannot be resolved in time, more and more people will starve to death and freeze to death, and the Northland is in danger!"

"Speaking of the entire Xixuan Emperor's land, our northern land is the most barren, and the people are also the poorest. Since Lord Yan came to the northern land as an official, he led us to serve the people wholeheartedly. He has written to the court several times to state the difficulties of the northern land. It has not been resolved. Seeing the suffering of the people, we parents and officials are suffering physically and mentally. We wish we could suffer on behalf of the people. Today, the national teacher came here under the emperor's order. I am so relieved that the emperor has the support of the national teacher. , the problems in the Northland will be easily solved!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that the emperor allocated a million taels of disaster relief silver to the Northland. With this silver, the people can rebuild their homes, buy food, and recuperate. As long as they survive this snowy winter, they can start again next year. crops, resume trade, and the situation in the Northland will be eased."

"Hahaha, so the arrival of the national teacher is a blessing for the people of the North! The people have a safe place to live and can fill their stomachs. Who would be a mob, right?"

There was a lot of laughter, Yan Xide sat at the bottom of the first place, watching his nose, nose and heart, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, so that people couldn't see what was going on in his heart.

Regarding the remarks of the officials, he neither raised opinions nor refuted them aloud, as if everything was left to the king's envy.

"Master Yan, you are the prefect of Beidi, and I want to hear your suggestion." On the first seat, Jun Xian changed his posture and looked at Yan Xide.

He is the biggest parental official in the Northland. If the officials under him did not get his acquiescence, how dare they speak nonsense in front of her and dare to ask for disaster relief money.

Jun Xian didn't intend to keep him out of the matter.

The officials who were still laughing a moment ago fell silent and looked at Yan Xide one after another.Jun Xian sneered from the bottom of his heart, a single name could reach the order and prohibition, this Master Yan's status in Beidi was probably higher than she imagined.

"Returning to the country, Mr. An and others are all talking about the current situation in the Northland. Mobs, refugees, hunger and cold. They all say that people depend on food. Threats lead to evil and evil. The lower officials thought that the first thing to solve was to appease the people. The lower officials have always been committed to this, but a clever woman can't cook without rice, and she is powerless. I am really ashamed." Yan Xide stood up, his attitude was always respectful.

Behavior, speech, and dealing with people are all subtle, so that people can't make mistakes.
A slippery old fox.

Jun Xian raised his eyebrows, "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice? What do you mean by Mr. Yan's words?"

"Returning to the teacher. The north is barren, the grain production has been reduced all the year round, and the tax revenue is very small. When the government's granary stores the most grain, it is less than ten thousand stones. Most of it has to be sent to the transportation warehouse, and the rest is even less. At the beginning of the disaster, in order to save the city of Zhongyue As more and more refugees gathered, the officials ordered to open granaries for food relief, and distributed porridge to the people in the city. There was no grain of rice left in the granaries. They also sought donations from big households in the city, but the income was only a drop in the bucket, and could not solve the root cause. Afterwards, the disaster worsened Seriously, rich and wealthy families have migrated one after another, and now the Northland is almost an empty nest. The lower officials have the heart to love and care for the people, and no matter how much they want to do, they are powerless. It is hard for a clever woman to cook without rice."

"That's right, the government's granaries have been raided, and the porridge has lasted for less than half a month. The people still have no rice to feed their stomachs every day. I watched it heartbroken, but there is nothing I can do. If the court doesn't care, the riots in the North will be hard to stop. "

"Lord Yan loves the people like a son, and devotes all his energy to the Northland. We respect and love you in our hearts, and we swear to follow him to the death! We will use up our last ounce of effort for the people of the Northland!"

There are many people who express their opinions.

Jun Xian supported his chin with one hand, and waited for their enthusiasm to pass before he said, "So, the government's granary is already empty, and there is no money left in the government's account. Now, my lords have no manpower and nothing to do?"

"That's true. The entry and exit of government money and food are recorded, and the account details are clearly recorded. The national teacher can read it." Yan Xide stretched out his hand, and someone behind him handed over the account book.

Taking the yellowed book, flipping through it casually, putting it aside, Jun Xian said, "Where is the granary, I want to see it."

All the officials looked at each other, looked at the account books that had been put down casually, and then looked at Yan Xide.

The woman's failure to play cards according to the rules seems to make them a little bit unresponsive.

"The granary is just behind the yamen, the national teacher please follow." Yan Xide turned around and led the way without even looking at the account book.

Jun Xian smiled, got up and followed closely.

The so-called account book, since the other party can show it, she won't let her see what she shouldn't see. No matter how carefully she studies it, it's just a waste of time.

No one is a fool, just looking at the constipated expressions of those officials, you can tell that something is tricky.

When it comes to the city government, these people are far inferior to Yan Dexi, who is calm and calm. No wonder he has been able to sit firmly as the magistrate for more than ten years.

The official granary was built along the yamen, covering a large area. When the door of the granary was opened, a damp and cold smell of rice rushed in, and there was nothing inside except for the piled up sacks of rice.

"The city here is used as a warehouse for storage, and there is a villa outside the city, which is also used for grain storage, but the grain stored there must be handed over to the warehouse for temporary storage. This year's bulk grain has already been handed over. , the Biezhuang is also empty. If the national teacher wants to take a look, the next official will guide you."

(End of this chapter)