Fu Qing didn't say much during this court meeting. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but that his mind was spinning at a high speed. He was thinking about how to solve the disaster.
When he heard the emperor calling him, Fu Qing, who was deep in thought, suddenly woke up and said subconsciously, "The Chinese... have no other way!"
Fu Qing also felt that his voice was a bit loud, so he quickly lowered his voice apologetically, "Your Majesty, in fact our Qing Dynasty does not lack these two million stones of food. In fact, even three to four million can be obtained!"
"The key is that the disaster came too suddenly and caught us off guard. There is food in the south of the Yangtze River and the two lakes. His Majesty ordered four million to be mobilized for emergency support to the capital. There is no problem!"
"Forget about Sichuan, we can't transport the grain even if we have it... We can do this, let Hubei and Hunan drain the stored grain, and transport all of it. Some of it will be sent to Henan via the Grand Canal, and some will be sent to Henan via the railways and land roads built by the branch!"
"The grain in Hunan and Hubei has been drained, and we use grain from Sichuan to make up for it! From Chengdu, Meizhou, Zizhou, Jiading, Qinzhou, Luzhou... all the way along the river to Chongqing!"
"The most difficult thing is the Three Gorges behind Baidi City. As long as it passes safely, Sichuan's food can replenish the two lakes areas! I think the loss rate will not exceed 10%, and safety can still be guaranteed!"
"But such a plan is too late! Nowadays, disaster relief is urgent and cannot be delayed for a day. However, it will take more than half a month for the first batch of food under this plan to be shipped!"
People were whispering to each other and nodding. Even officials who didn't like Fuqing had to be convinced of Fuqing's ability to handle government affairs.
It's not that he is very talented, but he has the energy to do things and he really wants to work. Ninety percent of the officials in the late Qing Dynasty couldn't do this!
"Your Majesty! If we want to survive the famine for half a month now, there is really no other way! We can only talk to the Chinese, and they are the only ones with huge sea transportation!"
"We don't need their ships. We in Daqing Yuanyang have our own ships... We can go to Nanyang to purchase rice by ourselves. The yield there is very high!"
"But water from afar cannot quench our thirst. The only thing that can save us now is the strategic grain reserve of the Chinese nation! The Asian grain trading system that the head of state has worked so hard to manage is the lifeblood of the Chinese nation!"
"The Chinese have such a small population, but they have more food stored than the Qing Dynasty. This is very scary!"
"Let's ask the Chinese for help! On the one hand, we can buy it, on the other hand, we can replace it. Let's discuss whether we can borrow old grain from the Chinese grain depot! Then we can use new grain to pay it back..."
"In this way, the time difference can be broken, and the Chinese people will not suffer any loss! Return old grain to new grain, what a good deal, and do the victims still care about the old grain? As long as they have a stutter!"
"Okay... okay... I've been waiting for your words! You already have enough plans, so I'll entrust you to handle this matter! Only you in the court can handle it!"
Fu Qing knew that he had no choice but to accept the order, but he also raised his concerns: "Your Majesty! Even if the Chinese are inextricably linked to us, they are based on commerce!"
"Those big businessmen all want to make money! I can't guarantee that I will buy the cheapest food..."
"Fu Qing, don't say that first, go and do it first. Today all the princes and ministers donated 3.6 million. You take it first and sell it to sell food!"
"Try to follow your method, use our new grain to replace the old grain, and solve the big problem without spending any money... Go quickly, if you have any problem, come to me directly, you can come to me at any time!"
It was already dark now, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening. The ministers were hungry and thirsty, so they all received their orders and went on their own errands.
Walking to the door of the military aircraft office, Fu Qing clasped his fists at the princes and said, "Princes and lords... I'm really sorry. The emperor has an order. I will send my servants to collect the money from the mansion in a moment!"
"How offending, how offending...I apologize here!"
Hey... hum... people made all kinds of dissatisfied and angry sounds, just like animals that were stimulated, and turned away without returning the courtesy.
But Prince Zheng Chengzhi was a douchebag. He was not shy and secretly walked up to Fu Qing, "Haha... Lord Fu Qing, my dear third master... want to discuss it? Let's discuss it..."
"Can you please don't talk about me for this money?"
Fu Qing smiled bitterly and spread his hands, "Your Majesty...this is not what I meant. This is the Emperor's will. How can I violate it?"
"No... Third Master, listen to me... I'm not denying the money, I just want to delay it for two days, okay?" Chengzhi said with a playful smile, "You just said that you can use it to get food from the Chinese. Since it’s exchanged, there’s no need to spend any money!”
"Long live the heat for only three minutes. When the famine is over, he will forget about donating money! I will use you as a short-term job..."
"If Long live the Lord forgets this matter, and you can exchange for food, then you don't have to spend my money, and I will escape the disaster!"
"In the future, if Long live the Lord presses hard, you will have trouble exchanging food, and you will have to ask for money... Hey... I will cut the meat for you when the time comes, do you think so?"
"Third Master, raise your hand... I'll treat you to a show and a drink... or else, for a fixed price, six eighteen-year-old stunning girls will be sent to your house later!"
This is simply a dog, a very rogue dog. Fu Qing has no choice but to agree to it!
Chengzhi was the last one to leave the Forbidden City. He sang all the way, "I've saved money again, five hundred thousand... Haha, you want my five hundred thousand capital? You can't, I'm dreaming..."
"Twenty million people starved to death. Does this have anything to do with this king? His grandma's..."
A royal meeting finally ended. Zai Chun panted for a long time before he stood up. As soon as he stood up, he felt as if his heart was suddenly suffering from a lack of blood, and his vision went dark and he started to wander.
Da Sixi rushed over to support His Majesty, "Long live my lord... You are getting up a little too hard, please rest more... wu wu wu, I have been working too hard on state affairs, I feel sorry for you..."
Zai Chun waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, just let me take a walk in the yard! It's just that the blood doesn't return to menstruation for a while, just breathe in the cold wind..."
"Er Mao... go and send a telegram to Senior Sister Cai Bixia... and see if... you can still receive the 3,000 tons of grain given by the master..."
Er Mao sighed, "Hey... I can only say that I gave it a try. Now there is not a single high-ranking Chinese official in the capital who can take the helm. Everything is in disarray..."
Er Mao also left the palace. Da Sixi accompanied Emperor Tongzhi for a walk. Seeing that Lord Long Live was too tired, he suddenly whispered, " Lord Long Live... you haven't had any entertainment for a long time..."
"How about we leave the palace and go to Master Sai's place to have some fun? We have to combine work and rest..."
Emperor Tongzhi thought about it and nodded, "Let's go! I'm really exhausted!"
