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Chapter 118

In addition to the common people staring at Tadaoemon who was giving food, Tokugawa Ikegawa and Tadakumizuno were actually staring at Tadaoemon openly or secretly. In addition to the normal situation of Mufu coming to inspect the meal, there are definitely many people who were inquiring secretly.

It's normal. It would be a strange thing to hand over 100,000 stones of rice to Chuanyoumon if the shogunate has no supervision at all. This may be only one-tenth of the annual income for the shogunate, but for a single natural person, this is basically astronomical. If you can't help but have some bad intentions and do something bad.

However, although it was a check on both sides, it was actually a one-man checking. Because the Shogunate Ome Fujibu Ryohito was the younger brother of the Shogunate old Nakamoto Tadahiro Mizuno.

Both are one, and it will be the same if anyone checks it!

I didn't see that Jibu Ryohira was not effective in managing Osaka, and the Dashi Heihachiro Incident was caused, but I still did Damufu safely and steadily. In the future, I will be transferred to the shogunate for investigation and prosper. Isn't it just because I have a great brother?

He wrote a memorial, one for Tokugawa's family and one for Tadukuni Mizuno, which is inherently true. Seeing that the people were eating rice with chopped grains or soaked rice, Yoshibe said nothing. He secretly speculated that the shogunate official warehouse was all Chen Mi, and the cooked rice was definitely not done, so there was nothing strange about it.

"How many people are there to receive relief every day?" Of course, Tadakuro Mizuno did not have to make any official accent when talking to his younger brother. He was straightforward and had no politeness at all.

"About 180,000, a little above or below." Jibu Ryobi read the account book, and Suzuru wrote it very clearly.

"Whether the porridge and rice were given enough when Tadai Eemon delivered the relief?"

"It's a little bit."

Chuanyuemon did not take away any food at all. After cooking the sugar water, they were all given enough rice. There was no case of filling their own bags. At most, the temporary workers who cooked would take a few more bites when cooking. There is no good thing in the world that let the horse run away and not eat grass. For these temporary husbands who have no wages and can only eat openly, Chuanyuemon would not be too strict.

If you are on the scene, as long as you don’t have to die, you will eat hard. You will be fine if you eat three pounds of rice and four pounds of rice at a time. But you are not allowed to take it away. If you dare to secretly carry it, I’m sorry, I’ll be kicked out. Anyway, some people are willing to sell labor. The most valuable thing these days is the workers. There are many more one batch, and there are not many less you.

"Yeah..." What his brother said with his own eyes would definitely not be false, so Tadakuro Mizuno felt relieved.

"I remember you were sent to the official store for a year." Jibu Ryobi picked up a small package from the side.

Two pieces of bamboo leaves wrapped in a portion of rice. The rice was naturally the broken rice distributed to the people by Tadorsuke. Jibu Ryosuke ordered a portion of it, which was considered a physical item. He took it back for Tokugawa Ikeki and Mizuno Tadahiro to see it.

"What?" Of course Tadahiro Mizuno remembered that this was an order he gave in person.

If he hadn't given the order, the people from the Kankura might have given Tadaoemon a kind of bad rice. It's even possible that they reported the account of the shogunate to Tadaoemon the new rice, but in fact they replaced the new rice with three-year Chen and five-year Chen, making a big difference from it. This kind of thing is endless in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and it is all the old routines of feudal bureaucrats.
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