Time did not pass long. Soon, Tan Lun followed the guards and met the man who claimed to be sent by Hu Zongxian in the government hall.
Seeing Tan Lun's arrival, the visitor seemed quite cautious. After bowing respectfully to Tan Lun, he carefully took out the letter from his arms, handed the envelope to Tan Lun with both hands, and said respectfully.
"I've met the governor!"
When Tan Lun heard this, he did not take the letter in a hurry, but immediately asked.
"Is this the letter your master asked you to submit to me?"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
After getting a positive reply from the person, Tan Lun just took the envelope from the person's hand without haste.
After Tan Lun took the envelope, he looked at the unconcealable tiredness on the visitor's face and immediately gave instructions.
"Okay, I have received the letter. You can go down and rest first!"
When the visitor heard this, a look of gratitude appeared on his face at the right time, and he immediately responded.
"Thank you, Lord Governor!"
After that, the visitor left the hall under the leadership of the guards, and Tan Lun returned to the study.
After closing the study door, Tan Lun opened the envelope in his hand and began to browse the contents. The contents of the letter were as follows.
"Brother Zili, Brother Yu took the liberty to write a letter to bother me. I hope you won't blame me. At present, the situation in Zhejiang is really not optimistic!"
"Before this, the grains in the hands of local mulberry farmers in Zhejiang who were converting rice to mulberry were purchased by unknown people at high prices. As a result, those mulberry farmers did not have enough grain to support the mulberry seedlings until they matured."
"Right now, the remaining grain in the local granaries in Zhejiang can only last for about ten days. If no grain arrives in Zhejiang after ten days, those mulberry farmers will suffer!"
"By then, at least half of the people in Zhejiang will be starving and selling their children and daughters. As their parent, Brother Yu really can't bear to see such a scene."
"Therefore, Brother Yu implores you to transfer food from Fujian as soon as possible to save those people. Brother Yu will be very grateful!"
At the end of the letter, there was a hastily added sentence: "If the court investigates it by then, all responsibility will be borne by me, Hu Zongxian!"
After Tan Lun read the contents of the letter, he couldn't help but be silent for a long time. At this moment, he was also deeply touched by Hu Zongxian's determination in the letter.
After a long time, Tan Lun came to his senses, put the letter in his hand aside, and said silently to himself: "Mr. Governor, it seems that His Majesty's previous evaluation of you is absolutely correct. You are loyal to the country and dedicated to the people!"
"Even if His Majesty didn't write that letter to me, I, Tan Lun, would definitely try my best to help!"
After finishing his emotion, Tan Lun immediately sat in front of the desk, spread out his pen and paper, and wrote a reply.
"My Lord Governor, your letter has been received!"
"To be honest, as early as two days ago, His Majesty sent a letter to Xiaguan, asking him to immediately go to Zhejiang to adjust grains. After receiving the letter, Xianguan did not dare to delay at all. , sent people overnight to load eighteen thousand stones of grain onto the ship."
Tan Lun paused when he wrote this, as if he was considering his words. After a while, Tan Lun started writing again.
"As of the moment when I receive your letter, the fleet transporting food has already set off for two days. Therefore, Lord Governor, you don't have to worry, just wait for the food to be delivered!"
After finishing the last word, Tan Lun put the brush aside. After repeatedly confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, Tan Lun breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, after the ink on the paper was dry, Tan Lun put the letter paper into an envelope, then called his subordinates and gave instructions.
"Give my reply to the person who came to deliver the letter earlier, and ask him to take the reply back with him!"
When the subordinates heard this, they immediately looked stern and responded respectfully.
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
After taking the letter from Tan Lun's hand, he turned around and left the study without any pause.
Tan Lun looked at his subordinate's leaving figure, sighed helplessly, and said slowly.
"Oh, I hope I can make it in time!"
…
Night falls, Prince Yu's Mansion, study.
After the cabinet discussions during the day ended, Xu Jie, for the sake of safety, summoned everyone to the study room of Prince Yu's Mansion to discuss the next countermeasures.
In Xu Jie's view, he was only one step away from the final victory!
At present, if Zhejiang wants to obtain grain, there are only two ways to go. One is to wait for the imperial court to transfer grain, and the other is to transfer grain from provinces adjacent to Zhejiang. This first road has been completely blocked by Xu Jie , as for the remaining road, it is also full of thorns.
First of all, among the many provinces adjacent to Zhejiang, only Jiangxi and Fujian have excess grain for mobilization.
Needless to say about Fujian, Tan Lun, the governor of Fujian, was a member of the Qingliu faction, and the two sides were naturally hostile. Because of this, Xu Jie was very reassured about Tan Lun.
As for the Jiangxi side, Xu Jie had also made sufficient preparations in advance. Through various means, Jiangxi Governor Cao Shunhe was overwhelmed with self-care, thus greatly delaying the progress of transporting grain to Zhejiang.
"As long as we survive this period of time, we can see the final light!"
Xu Jie thought this, and after looking around, he turned his eyes to Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng and asked.
"What do you think of the proposal Yan Song made during the day?"
As soon as Xu Jie finished speaking, Gao Gong beside him spoke in agreement.
"Well, it's a very ingenious idea. Yan Song can actually think of making an article in the newspaper. It really shouldn't be underestimated!"
When Gao Gong said this, he paused for a moment and then continued to add.
"In addition, Liu Xin Ju has an unclear relationship with the Yan family. As far as I know, Liu Xin Ju's boss Zhao Cunyi reached an agreement with Yan Shifan, and the two parties entered into three negotiations regarding the income of Liu Xin Ju. Seven points."
Zhang Juzheng on the side also added after listening to Gao Gong's narration.
"It's divided into 30 and 70. The Liuxinju pickles in the capital are quite popular right now. From this alone, the Yan family can make at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver!"
"Don't forget, your Majesty has entrusted this job to Yan Song!"
"When the time comes, Yan Song will hold an auction in the same way that the Maritime Trade Department previously issued sea-going certificates. By then, merchants throughout the capital will participate."
"After going through the entire process, he, Yan Song, will not only gain His Majesty's favor, but also gain benefits from it."
After hearing Zhang Juzheng's analysis, Xu Jie couldn't help but frown, and then said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, I will send someone to keep an eye on the whole process!"
At this moment, a knock on the door was heard outside the study, attracting everyone's attention.
Zhu Zaijing frowned when he saw this situation, and then explained to everyone.
"Before this, I have already told you not to go near the study if there is nothing important!"
"So something must have happened!"
After explaining to everyone, Zhu Zaijing immediately gave instructions.
"Come in!"
After the words fell, there was only a "squeak" sound, the door of the room was pushed open, and a slave walked in.
As soon as the servant entered the room, while taking out the letter from his arms, he looked in the direction of Xu Jie and said respectfully.
"Mr. Xu Ge, this is a letter sent by your steward!"
(End of chapter)
