"Sir, what you did this time is really beautiful! A total of five million yuan! And there is so much food!"
Although the price of food is skyrocketing, and there is no market at all now.
However, being able to obtain so much money still made Mei Changlin and his officials extremely excited.
"Okay, what happened this time is just the beginning. However, now that we have food, I will go find the king in a while. The people in Panyu City are also living too hard!"
There was nothing that could be done before, but now that he finally had something to do, Mei Changlin still thought about relieving the people.
In any case, this Panyu City is the capital of South Vietnam after all. If even this place is abandoned and the people are allowed to fend for themselves, how will the world view this King of South Vietnam.
"If you are kind and righteous, this is the blessing of the people!"
After hearing what Mei Changlin said, the remaining confidants also hurriedly bowed their hands towards Mei Changlin.
"Okay, everyone has been tired these past few days, so there is no need to say any more flattering words. Hand over the things at hand as soon as possible, and then rest when you need to, and work when you need to work."
In any case, Zhi Su Neishi can be regarded as an official of a country. The case of such a powerful figure must be handled with no mistakes.
In the past few days, not only Mei Changlin himself was so tired that he hit the back of his head with his feet, but also all the subordinate officials were already almost paralyzed by exhaustion.
Fortunately, the final result is not bad. At least now, there are almost no errors or omissions in all the files.
This is already an ironclad case. Even if Lu Jia comes back to protect him at this time, this guy will not be able to turn over.
"promise!"
Although it was hard work, I saw so much money and food after all.
The national treasury, which was originally empty, can now be replenished at this time.
The progress of the matter is almost as Mei Changlin expected. After all, Yucheng is the capital of South Vietnam. If the capital of South Vietnam is full of hungry people, what morale does the South Vietnamese soldiers have?
Although 150,000 shi of grain was not much, Zhao Tuo still agreed to use 10,000 shi of grain to relieve the people in the city.
After hearing that the imperial court had begun to provide disaster relief, a glimmer of hope finally appeared in the eyes of the people in Panyu City who were originally numb.
"When do we start, Mr. General Manager?"
Seeing the long-lost smiles on the faces of the victims who had finally had a full meal, Xiao Liuzi's voice was a little uneasy.
"I know what you are thinking, but even if they can survive today, can they survive tomorrow? How long can seventy or eighty thousand people and ten thousand stones of food last?"
In the carriage, Zhao Wengu's voice was neither sad nor happy.
"But......"
Xiao Liuzi originally wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head.
"But at least they can survive today, is that what you want to say? Many people may die, but at least the people of the Han Dynasty, my army of the Han Dynasty can save many soldiers from dying!"
When Zhao Wengu said this, he seemed to be saying to Xiao Liuzi, and he seemed to be saying to himself...
"I understand! Boss, please give me your orders!"
Although he still couldn't bear it, Xiao Liuzi lowered his head.
"It has to start sooner or later. Tomorrow, the two marquises should have already started to march, so let's start early tomorrow morning!"
"promise!"
After Zhao Wengu finished speaking, the carriage fell into a long silence.
The sky slowly darkened, and Zhao Wengu finally decided to leave the city to live.
The building was about to collapse, and the rotten smell emanating from the very bones of Panyu City made her feel very uncomfortable.
If she didn't have to go to the city to make some arrangements, she would rather never set foot in Panyu City again in her life.
"Father, are you feeling better?"
In the palace, the young Zhao Yingqi held a bowl of medicinal soup in his hand and carefully looked at Zhao Tuo on the sick bed.
"Your Highness, the king cannot speak yet. After you have served the king to drink the medicine, you should let the king rest for a while..."
Zhao Tuo's mouth and eyes are now crooked, and he is hemming and hawing when he speaks. No one can understand him at all.
The more he couldn't speak out, the more anxious he became, so the little eunuchs serving around him usually did not allow others to talk to him.
Most of the time, Zhao Tuo would write with his hand, simply writing out what he wanted to say, and let the eunuchs around him guess and then convey it.
Anyway, these people have been waiting for him for more than a day or two, and they have a relatively good understanding of Zhao Tuo's thoughts.
"It doesn't matter, you go out first."
Before the eunuchs finished speaking, Queen Ren walked in directly.
"promise!"
No matter how strong these eunuchs are in normal times, facing the Queen of South Vietnam at this time, they can only bow their heads and obey orders.
"My lord, do you feel better?"
After driving away the eunuchs, Ren personally sat next to Zhao Tuo and put the inkstone next to Zhao Tuo's hand.
"I'm fine, mother. My father said he's fine."
Although Zhao Tuo's writing was crooked, the handwriting was still legible.
The young Zhao Yingqi said innocently.
"Your Majesty, Lu Jia is gone now, and your body and bones are like this. I heard that the Han troops outside have almost reached Cangwu City. What do you think we will do in South Vietnam?"
As Ren spoke, he kept wiping tears.
Just at the moment of tears, the corner of his eyes still did not leave Zhao Tuo's face.
"My father said there is no need to worry, he has his own arrangements."
Looking at the innocent Zhao Yingqi, Ren finally gritted his teeth and prepared to show off his cards directly.
"Qi'er, you go out and play for a while first. Queen Mother has a few words that she wants to speak to your father alone!"
"promise!"
Seeing the tears on Ren's face, Zhao Yingqi, who was only nine years old, nodded sensibly and then left directly.
"Your Majesty, your current body is unable to govern. Although Qi'er is young now, he is your direct bloodline after all!"
As Ren spoke, she kept crying.
"How are you doing?"
Seeing Ren's crying expression, Zhao Tuo still wrote with his hands.
"The king please appoint Qi'er as the crown prince. I am willing to handle the government for the king. If the king does not trust me, I swear an oath here. If I have the slightest selfish intention, I will be devoured by the thunder of heaven!"
After Ren finished speaking, he knelt directly in front of Zhao Tuo.
She was no longer crying at this moment, she was just shedding tears silently, quietly waiting for Zhao Tuo's answer.
This is also the result of her careful consideration in the past few days. At this time, this may be the best time for Zhao Yingqi to take the position. Even if she takes the risk, she must give it a try!
