During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Luo Tingye took two sips of milk tea and felt comfortable before picking up the zhezi again. Now he finally understood why his father hated the zhezi so much.

He also hates it after seeing it too much.

It's a pity that my father left too fast, and the Zhongshu Province has not been completely reformed. If the reform can be successful, the compromise here will be reduced by at least half.

Jiang Miao put down his favorite snacks and stood aside. At this time, the palace servant opened the window, and a wave of heat hit him. Jiang Miao immediately did not want to leave the palace.

Just sit down next to him.

Upon seeing this, Feng Jizhong had someone bring a small table and prepared pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other items.

Jiang Miao smiled knowingly and thanked him silently.

Feng Ji was flattered, and he was looking forward to Jiang Miao, the future queen.

If the master of the harem is kind, the lives of the people in the harem will be easier.

In the blink of an eye, lights were lit everywhere in the palace.

The stars in the sky and the lanterns under the eaves complement each other.

The people from the imperial kitchen came to urge him twice, and Feng Jizhong stopped him once. Seeing that it was getting dark, he stepped forward bravely.

"His Majesty?"

Luo Tingye didn't even raise his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's time for dinner. The imperial dining room has been heated up twice. Your Majesty, why don't you stop and have something to eat?"

Luo Tingye glanced at the dark sky outside the window. The weather in July was a bit hot. The arrival of night brought the hustle and bustle of the day to a rare silence.

Before I knew it, it was already so late.

Luo Tingye stood up and moved around twice, then suddenly looked at Jiang Miao's position.

After Jiang Miao left, Feng Jizhong did not ask anyone to move the table away, and even the things on the table were not moved.

Your Majesty seems to like having Princess Miao'an next to you very much. Maybe Princess Miao'an will come to the palace more often in the future. His Majesty will definitely be happy to see the table left here.

"Where's Amiao?"

"Princess Miao'an left the palace before dark. She said she had developed new shoes and wanted to test them out."

A smile appeared on Luo Tingye's lips. He could even imagine how enthusiastic and anxious Amiao was when she left.

It's a pity that he can't leave the palace at will now.

Luo Tingye said: "Leave the table here, be careful and don't touch anything on it."

Feng Jizhong knew he had guessed it right as soon as he heard it, "Yes."

After dinner, Father Fulin came.

After the death of Emperor Wen of Jin Dynasty, Eunuch Fulin gave up his position as the eunuch in charge, not wanting to offend the situation. However, he did not leave the palace, but served as the head of the internal affairs of the harem, managing all the affairs in the palace.

With him managing the harem, Luo Tingyeye felt relieved.

"Your Majesty, the harvest in Huangzhuang has been completed, and all the grain has been put into storage. Here are the details."

Luo Tingye raised his eyebrows, put down his pen, and read it seriously.

He knew Eunuch Fulin, and he would not bother him if nothing happened.

Sure enough, Luo Tingye soon noticed that the grain output in Huangzhuang was less than two stones per mu.

Luo Tingye read ten lines at a glance, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. It was bitter and astringent, and he couldn't help but frown. Feng Jizhong bent over in fright, "Your Majesty, but this tea doesn't suit your taste?"

Luo Tingye shook his head, "It's okay."

After speaking, he gently held his forehead, the candlelight slightly illuminated his cheek, and his expression looked as unfathomable as ever.

"Huangzhuang, were the seeds planted last year the old seeds from previous years?"

Father-in-law Fulin stood aside and said, "It's a new wheat seed."

Luo Tingye put his fingers on his knees and tapped them, "That's weird, the yield of new wheat seeds can't be so low!"

Eunuch Fulin met Luo Tingye's gaze, smiled and nodded, "I also thought there was a problem, so I sent someone to the Imperial Mansion to ask, but I was kicked back."

Luo Tingye stood up slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face, "Why?"

"It is said that it is not under the control of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Luo Tingye didn't speak for a while.

Eunuch Fulin explained, "There is a lot of land in Huangzhuang, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs does not have enough manpower. In the early years, His Majesty handed over the management of Huangzhuang to Prince Su. Later, when Prince Su got old, he handed it over to the Crown Prince to manage, and the servants checked it out. According to the accounts of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the harvest of Huangzhuang in previous years was less than one stone."

Luo Tingye glanced at Eunuch Fulin, with ripples in his heart, "When my father handed over the management of the palace to Prince Su, he was originally out of sympathy for Prince Su's family's wealth, but he didn't expect that it would actually feed their appetite."

There are thousands of hectares of land in Huangzhuang. If one acre of land is missing one stone, how much food will be needed?

As usual, that's all. Qin Tianjian said that there will be disasters next year, and it will be useful for him to keep the food in his hands.

Furthermore, even if the land is rented to tenants, the harvest in a year will not be this small.

Eunuch Fulin did not move, his face was calm and calm.

There are some things I can’t understand in Feng Ji.

Did your godfather come here specifically to complain?

But the godfather doesn’t look like someone who would complain!

Luo Tingye tapped a tune with his fingers before speaking, "The land of Huangzhuang should be managed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. From now on, it will be handed over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for filing. If you go there in person, the harvest of previous years will be forgotten. This year's harvest will be forgotten." Not a single grain of food should be missing.”

"Yes."

Feng Jizhong glanced at Eunuch Fulin.

"Your Majesty, Prince Su is still a generation older than the late Emperor. Even if his godfather goes there in person, I'm afraid it won't help. Besides, Princess Su has always been someone who likes to take advantage. If things get serious, I'm afraid she will lose the royal family's face."

Luo Tingye looked at Eunuch Fulin slowly, "Eunuch, are you afraid of Prince Su?"

Eunuch Fulin glanced at his uneasy godson and said with a smile: "With Your Majesty's support, I am naturally not afraid of a prince. However, if Princess Su makes a fuss, I am afraid it will damage His Majesty's reputation."

"When the late emperor was here, there was a severe drought one year. His Majesty wanted to send the grain from Huangzhuang to the disaster area. As a result, after checking, all the grain was bought by Prince Su at a high price to grain merchants."

"His Majesty was furious when he learned about it, but before he could issue an edict to reprimand him, Princess Su got the news out of nowhere. She ran to the palace gate and shouted, crying and fussing. His Majesty was disgusted and embarrassed, so she left the matter alone. .”

Feng Jizhong said: "I also remember that the palace was issued two fewer sets of clothes that year, and I was frugal for more than half a year."

The late emperor was like this, let alone the common people.

Luo Tingye had no memory because he was still in a coma at the time and his soul was still in the mysterious town!

However, later he heard Jiang Qian mention that his clothes and jade pendant were snatched away by Li Peilan that year and pawned to buy grain.

Luo Tingye did not expect that the first problem he encountered after ascending the throne was to regain his own property.

Recalling how Jiang Miao and Jiang Qian took back their house, they didn't expect that it would be their turn today.

"You go to Prince Li and ask him to handle this matter. We can gather the food within three days and I can forget about it." (End of Chapter)