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Chapter 1254: Not enough food

Zhu Dashou smiled embarrassedly and said, "I saw some, but I wasn't sure."

"Let's talk about Gao Gong!" Luo Xin paused for a moment and said, "This is a test by Gao Gong on me. If I give in this time, Gao Gong will continue to force him. Therefore, no matter whether it is Xu Jie's battle against the water or Gao Gong's test, I cannot give in.

Hu Zongxian's affairs are no longer just his own affairs, nor are they me Luo Xin alone. It is a struggle between the Xu Party, Gao Party and the Fuxing Society. In this struggle, the court will probably be reshuffled, and many people will leave, and the officialdom will be poured out. I also want to consider the brothers of the Fuxing Society and let them all move upwards."

Zhu Dashou said quietly: "That is when you win this war. If you ultimately fail and you can't even save yourself, how can you let your brothers move up?"

"So I can't defeat! I can't retreat!"

"How much do you think you have a chance of winning?"

"I don't have high requirements, but I just allow Hu Zongxian to return to his hometown with a decent amount."

Speaking of this, Luo Xin smiled sarcastically and said, "Xu Jie and Gao Gong both felt that they had seized the best opportunity and took advantage of the disarmament to do Hu Zongxian. However, they didn't know that if they changed the opportunity, maybe I wouldn't be able to help Hu Zongxian. But now at this time of disarmament, Your Majesty is most afraid of accidents. This opportunity will have certain benefits for me. I am just worried..."

"What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that even if I win a decent return to Hu Zongxian, Hu Zongxian would not accept it."

"So what if I can't accept it?" Zhu Dashou glared and said, "Does he still want to be the King of Southeast?"

Luo Xin closed his eyes and looked tired on his face and said, "It may not happen. Now the disarmament incident has caused panic among the garrison stations. If Hu Zongxian ascended the high school and shouted the slogan of clearing the emperor, the entire Southeast garrison station will immediately respond like clouds."

"It's so miserable!"

According to the will of Emperor Jiajing, King Yu was responsible for the relief of disasters in the capital and outside the city. Looking at the scene of starving people everywhere, King Yu, who was already generous, burst into tears. He said to Hai Rui, who was by his side:

"Mr. Hai, this... is so miserable! These are all my people of the Ming Dynasty. We must find a way out for them!"

"Your Highness!" Hai Rui said respectfully: "The blessing of dragging the court is that the Ming Dynasty's finances are still good now, and the court is already trying its best to provide disaster relief. However, the food in Taicang is limited, and the heavy snow has hindered the transportation of grain from all over the country to the capital. Even now, only twice a day, Taicang can't hold on for long. I just hope that God will not snow so much, so that some food from the south can be transported."

"What if the shipment doesn't come?"

"That's going to be a big deal!" Hai Rui looked serious.

King Yu was in a very bad mood, and he was sitting in the eight-carrying sedan chair with an anxious expression and heading towards the Ministry of Rites. Luo Xin had become the person that King Yu relied on the most. Once he had a problem that he could not solve, the first thing he thought of was Luo Xin.

However, after he arrived at the Ministry of Rites, he was told that even the morale of the fifth military camp was a little unstable because of the disarmament. Because there were rumors that the fifth military camp would be cut half, Luo Xin rushed to the fifth military camp.

As a result, King Yu felt even heavier, so he went to the cabinet to meet Gao Gong.

He knew that the Fifth Army Camp was a big deal. Once the Fifth Army Camp had unstable morale or even mutiny, it would be a big deal. Hai Rui, who had just accompanied him, suddenly felt disgust towards Hai Rui.

Soon, King Yu met Gao Gong. When Gao Gong saw King Yu, he couldn't help but blame:

"Why did Your Highness come here in person? If you have something to do, just send someone to call me and I will go to see Your Highness. If you do this, others will think that you are not majestic."

"Gu is anxious!" King Yu sat down and said, "Gu Yan went out to inspect disaster relief early. He has not eaten yet. Is there anything to eat here, right?"

Gao Gong nodded and asked someone to prepare food for King Yu. King Yu hurriedly said:

"Just one bowl of rice and one dish, don't waste it."

When people were going to prepare the meal, King Yu said to Gao Gong: "Sir Gao, now the victims of disasters are hungry and are lonely, can we increase the efforts to provide disaster relief?"

Gao Gong sighed and said, "There is not much surplus grain in Taicang."

Hearing Gao Gong's words, King Yu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley and said for a while: "Is there no other way?"

"It's just that there is not much surplus grain in Taicang, but the Ming Dynasty did not lack food. There is a lot of food in the south, but the canal is frozen and the road is blocked with heavy snow, so it can't be transported!" Gao Gong couldn't help but sigh.

"What should I do?"

"If it really doesn't work, I can only ask the rich households in the city to donate food."

"This is great!" King Yu said excitedly.

"But...this is hard to work."

"Why?"

Gao Gong sighed and said, "For the sake of wealth and unkindness, they don't hoard food, so it's good to push up the price of grain. I want them to donate grain...haha..."

"What should I do?"

"borrow!"

"Borrow?" King Yu said incorrectly.

At this time, someone brought the food. Although King Yu said that only one bowl of rice and one dish would be fine, how could that be possible? He still brought four dishes and one soup. King Yu was really hungry, and just said it, it was too wasteful, so he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The two of them didn't say anything while they were having dinner. King Yu was anxious to listen to Gao Gong's plan and ate very quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Gao Gong and said:

"Sir Gao, how can they borrow it? "

"If you borrow it, you can definitely borrow it. After all, it is borrowed from the court and it is still credible. And they all know that there is food in the south. As long as the food from the south is transported over by February next year, they can return it to them."

"That's great!" King Yu couldn't help but be excited.

Gao Gong shook his head and said, "But they won't borrow a lot. At this time, they won't expose too much money. They can only maintain the porridge twice a day until February next year."

"This..." King Yu's face became unfavorable: "This will still starve to death."

Gao Gong sighed and said nothing.

Ministry of Rites.

Luo Xin rushed back with exhaustion, looking exhausted. He stepped into the duty room and sat tiredly on the chair. Lu Daqing stepped forward and said:

"Master, you haven't had a grain of rice in this day, so go out to eat something first?"

"I don't want to move anymore!" Luo Xin waved his hand and said, "You go to the restaurant opposite and buy me a mutton pot."

"good!"

Lu Daqing hurriedly left, and soon, footsteps sounded outside the door. As soon as the door opened, Hai Rui walked in quickly. Seeing Luo Xin's tired face, a hint of embarrassment appeared in his eyes, but he still asked urgently:

"Mr. Luo, is there nothing wrong with the fifth military camp?"

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