The ancestor of the last days exploded after being reborn!

Chapter 13 Withdrawal
After arriving in Yuzhou, Uncle Li Chengshang left early and returned late, busy contacting Yuzhou Governor, State Shepherd and various forces, naively wanting to help save the capital.

But without a reciprocal exchange of benefits, everything Li Chengshang tried to do was in vain.

Xia Jing didn't come forward to stop his actions, people always have to hit a wall and stumble before they realize their own weight.

Drought, lack of water, cut-off of rivers, and failure of crops, this phenomenon has gradually extended to Yuzhou. Under the general environment, Yuzhou is not immune.

Thousands of refugees have already gathered outside Yuzhou City. If the drought continues, Yuzhou will follow in the footsteps of the northern towns.

Xia Jing thought that maybe there is no need to wait for the natural disaster to continue, and not long after, when the team protecting the old emperor arrives, Yuzhou will also fall into war.

Therefore, Xia Jing wanted to take advantage of the time gap in the middle to prepare as much supplies as possible, and count as much as she could prepare before the old emperor arrived. In this way, the next escape route would be more secure.

First of all, let the housekeeper buy a lot of large water tanks in the market, and then ask the guards at home to fetch water to fill the water tanks.

Li Chengmu saw that the water in the bucket brought up by the guards gradually decreased. At the beginning, there was half a bucket of water, but now there is only water covering the bottom of the bucket.

"Mother Concubine, the water in the well is counted every day. You said that the guards have called up. What do you use for the kitchen?"

A wry smile appeared on Xia Jing's face: "If this water is not pumped up, there won't be much of it."

"But if you hit it, the water won't increase." Li Chengmu couldn't understand Xia Jing's superfluous operation.

"Ask the servant, how much water came out of this well yesterday, and how much water came out today? After comparing the two sides, you will know why I did this."

Xia Jing is too lazy to talk nonsense, the truth can be found in practice, let this child find out by himself.

Then she said to the guard who fetched water: "The river bed outside the city is dry, and the groundwater level will drop accordingly. It is normal that there is not much water coming out of the well. Dig deeper. I hope to store more water before the emperor's team arrives."

The guard nodded: "This subordinate understands that if the water flow is not satisfactory today, the well will be deepened by a few feet tomorrow."

Coming out of the backyard, I met Zeng Yan who was out shopping in the atrium.

He was instructing his servants to move things in, when he saw Xia Jing coming out, he hurriedly dropped what he was doing, walked over and bowed to salute.

"Greetings to the princess, are you going to go out?"

"Well, I'm going to go to the market and buy some if I need anything." Xia Jing stopped and looked at the sack on the servant's shoulder.

She asked, "Is this the food you bought today?"

"It's not considered to be purchased. These are all grains produced in our own village." Zeng Yan couldn't help standing up straight, with a smile on his face: "I'm lucky today. I learned that the palace is in Yuzhou. A Zhuangzi was not looted by refugees because of its remote location, and all the grain produced in the Zhuangzi has been preserved. We are planning to arrange for people to transport the grain into the city today and tomorrow."

Xia Jing very much agreed: "It has to be transported into the city, the Fucheng is safer than the small Zhuangzi outside."

Speaking of safety issues, Zeng Yan knew that Xia Jing was going out and asked his subordinates to unload the food by themselves, so he hastily arranged for the carriage and the accompanying guards.

At the gate of the house, Xia Jing looked at the twenty guards lined up in two lines, and turned her head speechlessly: "Butler Yan, it's just a market, so there's no need to mobilize the crowd like this?"

While shopping, she still wanted to buy something to store in the space. With so many guards, how could she go shopping?

"Princess, how can this be regarded as mobilizing people?" Zeng Yan smiled: "If the disaster year hadn't happened, the carriages going out according to your rank should be double-horse horses, and the guards and maids would be lined up by hundreds of people. , it matches your identity."

It is impossible to take so many people to the market, Xia Jing asked the coachman to drive the carriage around the main streets of Fucheng, which street sells what, which street has more inns and taverns, and which street is aimed at dignitaries. , which street's customer base is for civilians?
After clarifying these, Xia Jing was not in the mood to continue shopping, and asked the coachman to drive the carriage back.

Sitting with her in the carriage, both Hongmei and Baimei were at a loss, wondering whether the shopping that the princess said meant taking a carriage around the city?
"Princess, don't you want to go for a stroll?"

Although Yuzhou is arid, the law and order in the prefecture is relatively stable, and many shops on the street are open for business.

Xia Jing pinched the center of her eyebrows: "No, let's go back."

Materials that have passed through Ming Road cannot be taken into the space anyway, so let the stewards in the mansion buy them.

She knew that in order to welcome the male master of the Qian Palace, the housekeeper had made a lot of lists in the past few days, and even sent people out to buy a lot of supplies.

"Princess, look! The man in the brocade clothes should be the fourth master."

The carriage passed by a flower building, and Baimei was surprised to find that under the current situation, Fourth Master still had the heart to visit the flower building?
Xia Jing looked in the direction she pointed, and the man in the sky blue brocade robe was not her good 'four'.

At this time, he was walking slowly into the flower building with several men who also wore brocade clothes, followed by their respective servants.

Xia Jing withdrew her gaze and asked the two maidservants, "Do you know who the men with him belong to?"

Both Hongmei and Baimei shook their heads: "It's a new face, the slaves have never seen it before."

Xia Jing pursed her lips. From this point of view, her good "four children" lived a very nourishing life.

"Princess, do you think you want to call fourth master back?"

"Need not!"

After returning to the mansion, Xia Jing sent the two maids away, then rummaged through the room to check her belongings.

Except for a few pieces of jewelry and a few sets of clothes sent by the housekeeper yesterday, there is no other money.

Is there such a poor princess in the world?
I can't!

Xia Jing found the butler, and asked straight to the point: "Did all the masters ask you to pay money when they arrived in Fucheng?"

Hearing this, Zeng Yan was a little surprised, he didn't expect the princess to ask about the expenses of the masters.

He replied truthfully: "Yes, my uncle has been walking outside these few days and paid 5000 taels. The fourth master paid 500 taels, and the fifth master paid 100 taels."

Hearing the exact amount, Xia Jing's heart was bleeding. She is a princess of the palace, and her current net worth is only a few sets of clothes and jewelry, plus the coffin board in the space, and has no other property.

And her good sons even paid 500 taels for visiting a flower building!

What should I do if I feel so unbalanced?
"How much floating money does the palace have in Yuzhou now?"

"When the small one first took over, it was probably less than 2 taels. In addition to the supplies purchased in the past few days and several masters took it away, there are still about 1 taels left."

Zeng Yan knew the accounts of the past few days clearly, if the princess wanted to see the specific accounts, he could bring them over.

Twelve thousand taels sounds like a lot, but for a big family like the Wangfu, it is a drop in the bucket.But no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

"You are the housekeeper, you are in charge of the account book, and bring over the rest of the money, and I will keep it."

Zeng Yan: "."

(End of this chapter)