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Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan were in Xishan and had just met a group of businessmen.
The merchants were very happy. Being able to see with their own eyes the prince and Duke of Qi who were still alive and kicking was something they could brag about for half a lifetime.
Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan are also very happy. They can fool others and get some practical benefits by sitting down and talking about their feelings.
Everyone took what they needed, as if Zhu Houzhao had spotted the business opportunity.
"No, no. In the future, I have to raise the price, raise donations of more than 5,000 taels, or recruit merchants who are willing to recruit 100 victims, and then I will eat with them. If there is no need to resettle the victims in the future, I will eat with others. It can also smooth out all the tents of the Taishans."
Fang Jifan immediately showed admiration.
Zhu Houzhao saw him like this: "What, are you envious?"
"No." Fang Jifan shook his head: "It's admiration."
"Admire?" Zhu Houzhao was confused.
Fang Jifan raised his thumb and said, "His Highness is still thinking about repaying his debts, and even his own Taishan debts. How can I not admire you? I have never heard of borrowing money from my father-in-law." , I have to pay it back.¡±
Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows: "Of course, who am I? I"
Wang Jinyuan said outside: "Li Dongyang, the cabinet scholar, is here."
Li Dongyang hurried over and handed over the memorial.
Zhu Houzhao looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "Old Fang, this is beyond my expectation. Why are there so many people here?"
Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "I guess it's because the victims can't bear the continuous disasters. Every now and then, the crops in this field are always harvested, and the court's relief is always slow."
Zhu Houzhao wrote lightly: "In that case, then"
He paused for a moment: "It's not a big deal, just add another 20 million taels of silver for resettlement. Lao Fang, this silver should be enough."
Fang Jifan said: "If we save a little, I think that's enough."
Li Dongyang was about to faint when he heard this.
An additional 20 million will be added
If you give this money to the treasury, you can
Zhu Houzhao put the memorial aside and said to Li Dongyang: "Master Li, did you hear it? Don't worry, I will definitely arrange the victims properly and teach them to be at home. They are all my children." People, I will never let them starve or suffer from cold."
Li Dongyang just felt dizzy, and he found that he was gradually no longer worried about the victims. He was worried about the emperor.
"My lord"
Li Dongyang struggled to say something.
But the words can¡¯t come out.
Zhu Houzhao waved his hand: "Okay, Master Li is the only one busy in the cabinet, and I can't do without you there. You can go and do your own thing. I don't need Master Li to take care of everything here."
"Yes, I take my leave."
People are like this. Thirty million taels might have frightened Li Dongyang at first, but if he got another twenty million taels, although he was still shocked, it would not make Li Dongyang pale.
Let him be.
This prodigal son.
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The first batch of refugees has arrived in the capital.
They were led here by a group of students and civil servants. Along the way, local officials took money and food for them to eat and drink.
When we were approaching Gyeonggi Province, there was a special card on this must-see road.
Jiang Chen personally led rows of officials to place pens and ink and build sheds, and every disaster victim was re-registered.
The name, age, whether the limbs are intact, whether there are any diseases, how many people are here, where they are from, whether they can write their own names, and whether they have any skills.
After writing them down, they made wooden signs and distributed them to them. After that, they were allowed to enter the capital.
There are seven to eight thousand people in this group.
Zhao Mu is among them.
He was just a boy, thirteen years old, and his parents had been separated for a long time. He just followed the team ignorantly. Along the way, someone distributed dried sweet potatoes and steamed cakes to him. He followed the crowd to a place rarely visited by people, far away. A new building is being built here, and the newly built road just extends to the end of the new building.
Countless craftsmen are busy in the building.
And next to the new building, there are a series of shacks.
The person who took him was a scholar from the academy. He had jurisdiction over more than ninety households. When he arrived, the scholarThe financial support from the commercial bank was still spent like running water.
"To accommodate so many people cannot be solved simply by relying on inspiration and edicts."
Zhu Houzhao's headache is getting worse. Fang Jifan has been very well-behaved recently. He did not talk back to him, but continued to follow Zhu Houzhao to solve new problems one after another.
¡°For examplethe water wells in the shantytowns began to run out. Previously, people¡¯s water needs had been underestimated, so they had to quickly order people to bring more people with them to dig more wells.
¡°Another example is that there are a large number of new buildings, there is a shortage of manpower, and most of the new victims have no construction experience. It is necessary to quickly train a group of masons and bricklayers.
The medical school is also overcrowded.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT Out of the way, if you have a serious illness, you have to be sent to a medical school.
There are quite a few students in the medical school, but there are obviously not enough beds in Jamsil.
As a last resort, spend money.
Zhu Hou looked at the accounts and was a little confused: "Old Fang, we may have spent a little too much."
Fang Jifan didn't even want to go over and take a look, as if it had nothing to do with him: "Your Highness is wise and can make his own decisions. I don't understand anything, so I don't ask for advice. Oh, Your Highness, this is the report that was just sent. , said it is tomorrow, I am afraid that 40,000 to 50,000 people will arrive, and the East District is already overcrowded."
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