Fantasy: At the beginning, I let the empress become a mother!

Ye Qinglian's eyes were fixed on the countermeasures given by Chu Ning in the memorial.

In the 23rd year of Kaiyuan, the six areas of Daqian Jiangnan suffered from floods, countless houses were destroyed, people were displaced, and grain prices skyrocketed several times.

The local monks, because of their poor supervision, did not prevent such disasters from happening, and were all executed. More than 120 monks were beheaded.

The weather is determined by heaven. The local monks are responsible for influencing these days and ensuring that the local people have a stable harvest regardless of drought or flood. Once such a disaster occurs, it is a great crime and they will be executed directly without asking the reason.

However, nearly one million people in the Jiangnan area were affected by the disaster.

All under heaven are the king's subjects, and all the people are the king's subjects. Ye Qinglian saw this memorial yesterday, but she didn't think of a suitable response for a while.

Local merchants raised the price of grain, causing the price of grain to rise dozens of times in a short period of time. How can the people in the Jiangnan area, whose families have been destroyed, afford it?

Helplessly, the local government could only release grain for disaster relief. However, with millions of people, the daily consumption of grain was over one million catties. In less than half a month, the grain price in the Jiangnan government warehouse suddenly soared countless times.

It was difficult to allocate too much grain from various places. Jiangnan was a grain-producing area, and even other grain-deficient areas would be affected by the disaster.

The countermeasure given by Ye Qinglian was to summon the monks from all over the world to select a suitable location to accelerate grain cultivation.

It was estimated that more than 100 million catties of grain would be needed to quell this turmoil and hold on until the next round of grain production. Even immortals would find it difficult to do so. Ye Qinglian was even ready to go down in person.

However, Chu Ning only wrote a few paragraphs in the memorial.

The government did not reveal the grain in the warehouse, did not release the grain in the warehouse for disaster relief, and let the grain price continue to soar.

Induce local grain storage merchants to continue to raise prices.

The method was applied for half a month, and when the other local grain households came to sell grain, when the right time came, the waterway was blocked and they were not allowed to go.

In this way, the grain price could be stabilized, and the inventory of other prefectures could be transferred for relief.

Ye Qinglian frowned as he looked at this text.

If the warehouses were not allowed to open to release grain, what would happen if all the local people starved to death?

If the grain price continued to rise, it would cause the grain price of the entire dynasty to rise, causing greater fluctuations.

What was the purpose of the subsequent countermeasures?

But Ye Qinglian was about to speak, but suddenly stopped.

Having been an emperor for a hundred years, he saw through the subtlety of this method at a glance.

The skyrocketing grain prices in Jiangnan would inevitably attract grain merchants from other places to come, which was the desire of merchants to pursue profits.

The local gentry would inevitably accept all of it, maintain high grain prices, and wait until the right time to sell them all, which was the desire of local gentry to pursue profits.

No more opening of warehouses to release grain, so that local gentry do not know how much local grain storage there is, and the high grain price will remain high, continuing to attract merchants from other places to make profits.

When the grain price reaches a certain level, which is dozens or even hundreds of times higher than the normal grain price, there will be a trend of selling grain in Jiangnan.

But the local gentry definitely do not have enough money to buy it. How many families can buy all the grain in the world?

The last iron lock Cangjiang is the last stroke.

When local grain cannot be sold and local gentry cannot buy it, they will sell it at a low price to make a profit, and other foreign merchants will also sell it at a lower price. In this way, local gentry will definitely not be able to do it, and there will be no more money to buy grain.

When the grain price drops, the government will release grain again, making the sky-high grain directly worthless and start selling it.

This method can ease the grain price and solve this biggest problem.

It took a long time for Ye Qinglian to come back to his senses.

Playing with many forces thousands of miles away, this method of plotting to break people's hearts can be called a masterpiece!

"But why do you think that there will be so much grain in other places that the gentry in Jiangnan can no longer afford to buy it? What if their money has reached a terrifying number?"

Chu Ning came back to his senses and put down two more memorials.

Ye Qinglian's eyebrows jumped.

So fast, are you kidding?

"The Daqian Dynasty has a vast territory and rich land. Jiangnan is not the only grain-producing land. Merchants and landlords in other places must have grain left. This is the consensus of the grassroots people. They will feel safe only if they have surplus grain at home. Landlords and merchants think so even more."

Ye Qinglian thought for a moment after hearing this.

"I can send people from the Ye family's holy land and monks from all over the court to cultivate some more grain and plan to use it for disaster relief."

"Instead of disaster relief, it would be better to use it to suppress local grain prices."

Ye Qinglian frowned: "But if there is no disaster relief, how can the deaths and injuries of local people be counted? They are all my people."

Chu Ning smiled.

"Which is more important, the death of hundreds of thousands of people or the death of tens of thousands of people? You can't be unaware of it, right?"

"There will be death in every dynasty.People, there will be more deaths in the year of the disaster. If you have other ways to perfectly solve the problem of death, then this memorial will not appear on your desk for you to come up with a solution. "

Ye Qinglian was silent for a moment, speechless.

Just because Chu Ning said the truth.

Even in the Immortal Dynasty, there are only a small number of people who can practice.

There are billions of people in the Daqian Dynasty, but only tens of thousands of monks in the official genealogy, and most of them are not at a high level. Facing such a big trouble, what they can do is extremely limited.

And Chu Ning's method is the best Ye Qinglian has seen. If it is implemented together with her method, the effect will be better.

"In this case, follow this arrangement. "

She put the pen aside in red to show her approval.

Now, it is indeed the only feasible way.

Even if it is a cultivator, using those natural treasures, it is very impressive to produce tens of millions of grains in half a month.

That still requires a large investment of national strength...

And compared with 100 million kilograms of grain, it is still far behind.

Ye Qinglian thinks this method is feasible, and it depends on the subsequent process.

And Chu Ning set his eyes on the memorials in front of him.

At this moment, his eyes There was a hint of pride in his eyes.

So happy, so happy!

It was much easier to handle this memorial!

He seemed to have become the master of all the emperors in Chinese history!

Cricket memorials, what a fart!

He wanted to usurp the throne, kill the traitors and unify the world, and then start planning the cause of expanding the territory!

No, no, he was just handling a memorial, he couldn't think too much about it.

But an emperor yearned for great unification, the kind that unified the entire continent!

Affected by this kind of vision Ah!

Forget it, hurry up and finish the memorials, otherwise I will have to shout out the eight characters "Received the Mandate from Heaven, Long Live and Prosper".

Ye Qinglian, who was standing aside, continued to pick up other memorials.

This one is about frontier military affairs.

This one is about the cultivators in the court.

This one...

The key is that every opinion sorted out is extremely complicated, and Ye Qinglian can't even find any faults!

You bastard!

You just want to usurp the throne and plot against the country, and I found out!

But I put you in this position now, you Do your best for me. The world belongs to me and to you too!

After all, you are the emperor!

Although she was a little unconvinced, how could an ordinary person, who was not as old as she was, not as skilled as she was, and had never been an emperor, control people's hearts and understand military and political affairs better than her?

This guy, a natural emperor?

Ye Qinglian snorted coldly.

She directly piled all the remaining memorials in front of Chu Ning, plus the fifty sent by the cabinet later.

"If you can finish it before noon, I won't have any government affairs to deal with today. "

Chu Ning was slightly stunned when he heard this.

The powerful spiritual sense instantly covered all the memorials!

The cultivation of the Immortal Emperor is used for this!

Don't even mention noon!

If I can't finish it in half an hour, I will be sorry for this cultivation!

Then, Chu Ning opened the memorial and started writing. He did it as soon as he disagreed!

Ye Qinglian was almost confused.

No...

You have read the memorial or not, just write it!

Even if you plan to do something while I don't have any government affairs to deal with in the afternoon, there is no need to do this. Isn't this nonsense?

But every memorial he received was more detailed than hers, and the means of dealing with the problem were more sophisticated than hers!

In less than half an hour, Chu Ning put down his pen and stood up, and immediately looked at Ye Qinglian who was dumbfounded.

"Read it again, there should be nothing to do after you finish reading it."

"Why don't we go around the palace? It seems that we haven't walked and chatted alone together. "

Less than a hundred memorials...

I have to adjust my mood quickly, otherwise I will really shout out those treasonous words!

"I'll go out for some fresh air first..."

Ye Qinglian, who looked stunned, looked at Chu Ning's back and quickly flipped through the memorials.

Each one can be directly implemented!

This guy seems to be more exaggerated than she thought!

"Xiao Bing, send these to the cabinet and let the cabinet give opinions."

The girl walked in quickly and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Your Majesty processed the memorials so quickly today..."

Ye Qinglian paused and nodded slightly.

"Send it first..."

When Xiao Bing left, Ye Qinglian looked at the back of the person pacing outside the Mingde Hall and felt that she had made a mess.

This man seems more suitable to be the emperor than her...