The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

When she gets back to her room, Dongfang Yi says that it's tomorrow that she'll hold a banquet. Wen Ruolan laughs angrily and finds a vase to sit on the bamboo couch and pick out some scents that are not suitable for making dental powder.

"I'm afraid there's a serious lack of food in Longhe. Many people have gone to Anju town." Wen Ruolan carefully cut off the extra leaves and put them into the vase: "Feng Lingtian is preparing for a rainy day."

After the Longhe River disaster, most of the people couldn't bear to leave their hometown, so after the flood, they returned to Longhe River. Some people also went to Anju town. Qiao Chu said they settled near Anju town.

Food is more valuable than gold and silver when it is not available.

A large number of victims went to Anju Town, where can they sell it to Cangwu country? This is the reason why Fengling's fire is burning.

"Eight kings are stationed near Anju town." Dongfang Yi said.

Wen Ruolan's flower arrangement stopped and raised her eyes: "are you afraid of causing unnecessary trouble?"

"I'm worried about whether the grain and pay of those soldiers guarding the border can be handed down." Dongfang Yi came to sit opposite Wen Ruolan and said, "if it doesn't come out, isn't it necessary for the people to collect grain?"

How to collect grain among the people? Wen Ruolan small face dignified: "Treasury empty to this point?"

"I just hope that Xiao's grain reserves will be wiped out, otherwise it's dangerous for us to hoard grain, so we should be cautious about Cangwu's grain. Moreover, Xin Yueguo has no news to deliver grain in recent days. Madam, I'm afraid Xin Yueguo won't be able to hold her breath until we raise the price."

Wen Ruolan did not think about this. For one thing, she did not think that the state treasury of Yan could not store enough grain. What's more, the extent of grain shortage in the mainland is unknown.

"It's more serious than we expected." Dong Fang Yi's words made Wen Ruolan no longer relaxed.

"Ask Luo fan to send the account book. Let me have a look." Wen Ruolan bowed his head and continued to arrange flowers.

In a moment, Luo fan came with the account. Wen Ruolan looked at the account one by one. Xin Yueguo sent nearly 5000 stone grains. This amount is amazing. At the same time, the seriousness of domestic demand can be seen.

"Luo fan, take people to the Longhe area to have a look. Anyway, we can't stop porridge. Moreover, we should mobilize the people to help themselves." Wen Ruolan took the pen and paper, wrote a letter to Wen zhuangsi, and handed it to Luo fan: "go to Wen Jiazhuang, Wen zhuangsi has been a leader for many years, but he still has some weight in speaking in the village. Mobilize the villagers to go up the mountain to collect herbs, and we will hoard herbs and exchange them for food."

When Luo fan looks at Dongfang Yi, he nods: "in this way, there's no need to worry about Qishan, and the whole country can save itself."

Wen Ruolan wrote another letter to Du Ruo. Luo fan has many things to do. Du Ruo is in Qishan. This kind of thing is most suitable for Du ruolai. After writing the letter, he read Dongfang Yi: "Ling Yu has been thinking about Du Ruo. Let her help Du Ruo."

Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan meaningfully: "isn't Du Ruo a little monk?"

Luo fan did not open his face in a hurry. These two couples are enough. What they said is serious. When they turn around, they become like this. The style of painting is really strange.

After settling down properly, Luo fan left Southern Xinjiang with his men. After dressing up, he dispersed, and there were people all over the country.

The next morning, Wen Ruolan and Dongfang Yi met the impatient Phoenix.

"It's too much for you to go to such a beautiful place to enjoy yourself, regardless of our sufferings."

As soon as we meet, Feng Lingtian looks like a little grumpy woman.

Dongfang Yi raised his hand and asked him to take a seat: "the prince has been in Yan country for a long time. It's better to go back to Cangwu. Cangwu is afraid that he is suffering, isn't he?"

"The water and the grass are beautiful. At the moment, our Cangwu country has no pain."

As soon as Feng's words were over, Wen Ruolan said with a smile: "but at this moment, although cattle and sheep are not suffering, there is a shortage of food. I'm afraid that the eight kings have restricted the outflow of food and grass?"

Feng Ling day originally also proud of the facial expression instant stiff, resentment of looking at Wen Ruolan.

Wen Ruolan still said with a smile: "besides, it's not a good thing to eat hot pot in this season. The sales of beef and mutton have dropped sharply. Is the prince in a hurry?"

"Princess Rui is always so unexpected." Feng Lingtian takes up the tea cup and sips it to hide the embarrassment. It's really said that it's not bad at all.

"In this way, it's really a tough season. The prince has come to southern Xinjiang for a long time. I don't know what the eight kings will think when they know." Dongfang Yi also holds the tea cup, but doesn't see feng Lingtian.

Feng Lingtian quit and put down her tea cup: "I say Dongfang Yi, don't forget that our three countries are united by blood. At this time, we can't watch the fire from the other side. If we don't lend a helping hand, how can we cooperate?"

Wen Ruolan and Dongfang Yi look at each other. It seems that the eight kings are very tough. No wonder Feng Lingtian comes here.

Dongfang Yi raised his eyelids: "what is the prince going to do?"

"What can I do? Xinyueguo and Cangwu do not border on each other. Even if the grain is transported to Cangwu, it needs a commercial road. Once the commercial road passes through Anju Town, it is bound to be sealed up by the eight kings. Therefore, you can't help it. " Feng Ling day said, the facial expression all dignified, hate of Hang Mou: "East cloud this kid is too ruthless."

Wen Ruolan's heart trembles slightly. Is Dongfang cloud too cruel? She remembered the time she searched her room.

"If not, Cangwu's peddlers can wait at the border of Yan state to receive grain. Xin Yueguo's grain hasn't come recently. The crown prince has to negotiate on his own. How much is it suitable for his wife to borrow the fare?" Dongfang Yi looks at Wen Ruolan.

Feng Ling day all stood up, this is also too much, they even want to borrow the fare?

Wen Ruolan blinked his eyes and thought for a moment: "it's too dangerous. If we have a conflict with the eight kings, it's hard to say. We can't earn money."

"Ah... You!" Feng Lingtian wheezed and breathed heavily. This harmony was really fatal. She simply clenched her fist: "one stone costs one or two silver. You are responsible for escorting."

"It's not good. The prince and my Lord are allies." Wen Ruolan shook his head: "no, so many injuries."

Feng Lingtian was about to cry. She tossed her sleeve: "one or two is not enough, then two or two."

Dongfang Yi straightened his back seriously: "it seems that the state of Yan is still short of food this year, otherwise the prince would not be so anxious."

Feng Lingtian is almost choked and can't get angry. Well, it's all seen through.

Before he came to southern Xinjiang, he went to many places. Although this year's weather is good, almost the whole country of Yan is driven crazy by grain. This also shows that the State Treasury is short of grain. It is almost impossible to sell the harvest to Cangwu this year. The most important thing is that Cangwu only borders on Yan.

"Lord, if that's OK, we need to take risks when we are in charge of escorting. At that time, we will give more money to the escorts, and it won't be a problem to send them thousand stone grain." Wen Ruolan got up and went to the window: "send the grain, and then transport some cattle and sheep. Even if the eight kings found it, it's just a private caravan. It's easy to say."

"What does the prince think?" Dongfang Yi looks at Feng Lingtian.

Feng Ling Tian Si did not hesitate, nodded: "just do it, there is one more thing."

"Oh?" Dongfang Yi looks at Feng Lingtian like asking.

Feng Lingtian cleared her throat: "I want to take Princess Jima."

"Go back and get married?" Wen Ruolan took the words and turned to fenglingtian: "this needs Yanhuang's consent. Unless the prince has the ability to persuade Yanhuang, we can't do anything about it."