Even though it is much safer, you still have to be careful.
The prince nodded. He was the one who valued his life the most, and walked out with his men.
Zhou Shuren pounded his legs, seemingly resting but his eyes did not leave the city gate. The city gate was semi-closed and the victims were not allowed to enter the city. If the grain in the granary was not forbidden and no one dared to touch it, the victims would have had enough food to fill their stomachs, and the victims outside would have started rioting long ago.
Now disaster relief provides food to save lives. In the past, when the conditions were not available, food was limited. With this comparison, the victims are still very quiet.
Zhou Shuren rested for a quarter of an hour, and his legs finally recovered. "I'm really old and my recovery is slow."
Jinyan whispered, "You will feel much better if you exercise more every day, sir."
Zhou Shuren, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Shen Xing looked up at the sky in silence. He had heard this from the adults too many times, and in the end, nothing was done about it.
After leaving the city, the soldier guarding the gate gave Zhou Shuren a sign and looked at him a few more times. Zhou Shuren touched his beard. Someone was always watching them.
The prince's position was easy to find. He was standing in front of the medicine shed. He had watched the prince grow up. Although he was getting better and better at disguising himself, Zhou Shuren could still see that the prince was angry.
Zhou Shuren did not approach the prince, but stood in front of an open space and looked at the medicine shed, "The taste is really bland!"
Anyone who has taken Chinese medicine knows how rich its flavor is.
Because Zhou Shuren's wife was reading medical books, he would also take a look when he had nothing to do. He learned a lot about the medicinal properties of herbs. He smelled them, pulled his cloak together, and found a place to stand out from the wind.
Jin Yan lowered his voice and said, "Sir, the officials of Zhangzhou are suspicious of us."
Although they were disguised, the well-trained guards and masters in the palace were no match for the bodyguards.
Zhou Shuren, "I didn't think I could keep it a secret for long. Shenxing, go check out the porridge shop."
Shen Xing responded and left without a sound. A master is a master, it is easy for him to think of many people.
The prince stood in line with an unchanged expression, but he could no longer suppress his anger. After all the medical clinics in the country were registered, a sum of money would be allocated to each state every year for the purchase of medicinal materials, and there would also be money for medicinal materials for disaster prevention.
But what did he see? The dregs of medicine that had been boiled countless times, could it really cure diseases? And where was the plaster for frostbite
The guard's face wasn't looking good either. Why? Because there were many patients here, and he wanted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to leave. But His Royal Highness said he knew what was going on. This really made him anxious. Why hadn't the Minister come yet
The prince was not willful. He covered his face with a scarf, and he kept a distance from others. He was not among those with serious illnesses. Most of the people who came here were receiving medicine to keep warm, and very few were sick.
The prince's eyes were gloomy. He only listened to the news he had obtained. Although the disaster relief was slow, the people had enough food and medicine. He felt that it was okay. After all, this was not the capital and was not under the supervision of his father.
His face hurts now, and after he got the medicine, the prince's face hurts even more. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Can this clear water keep you warm?"
The man who was distributing the medicine lowered his voice because of the young man's clothes, "This is a newly prepared medicine to keep out the cold."
The prince almost laughed out of anger when he heard this, "You also drink this kind of medicine?"
The man pointed to his cotton-padded jacket and said, "I don't need to keep warm or drink."
The prince glanced at Lord Zhou in the distance, put down his bowl and led his men away from the team. The man who was distributing the medicine frowned and said, "Forget it, he's just a man who distributes medicine for silver."
Zhou Shuren, "Did you find anything?"
The prince hummed, "Someone took the money for buying medicinal herbs."
Zhou Shuren looked at the prince without saying a word, waiting for him to continue speaking.
The prince said, "There is no problem with the grain. I sent people to check the warehouse and no one dared to touch the grain."
This is the same as what Shen Xing had investigated, no one dared to touch the food.
The prince pursed his lips and said, "I just went to check out the quilts that were distributed, and I found a lot of donated old clothes, and the quilts were also old."
He wanted to go forward but was stopped, but he knew that those quilts were many years old and could no longer keep out the cold.
Therefore, the silver that each state had to set aside in advance for slaughter had been touched.
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and asked, "Do you have an idea?"
The prince nodded, "Well, I'll be able to roughly estimate it when I get back."
Zhou Shuren smiled. The prince's frequent visits to the Ministry of Revenue were not in vain. Ever since he asked the Ministry of Revenue to know the prices of everything in the market, whether it was grain or construction materials, the Ministry of Revenue had personnel specifically responsible for calculating prices.
He would check it from time to time, so it would be placed in a conspicuous place. When the prince found it, he would not only look at it but also remember it carefully. The prince who knew the prices was very scary.
Soon, an inconspicuous guard came back and said in a low voice, "We got the medicine residue."
Zhou Shuren estimated the time and said, "Let's go back too."
In the evening, the prince handed the sorted materials to Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren looked at the medicinal materials and pointed out, "The quality and properties of the medicinal materials also determine the price."
The prince nodded and took note. "Doctor Wang has identified the dregs of the medicine. It is not a special cold-resistant medicine at all. It is just a common soup recipe."
Zhou Shuren, "What is the prince planning to do?"
Prince, "Wait for the grain delivery team to arrive in Zhangzhou."
He had to investigate, but he also had to consider his own safety, just in case someone wanted to take a risk, so it was safer to proceed step by step.
Zhou Shuren didn't say much. He just needed to watch the prince's actions and give him guidance when appropriate. This was a good experience for the prince.
This one isn't too complicated, it's just right for the prince to practice.
Lord Yan felt unhappy because he was teaching the prince, but the prince did not trust him.
The next day, in the capital, Zhulan was teaching her granddaughters how to count when there was a commotion outside the door. Upon careful listening, she heard that Changzhong was with Minghui and others.
Zhulan, "It's quite lively today, why are you all here?"
Minghui rushed over and said, "Grandma, you have to make the decision for your grandson."
Zhulan's voice softened as she looked at Minghui, who looked like her. "Okay, okay, grandma will make the decision for Minghui."
Minghui snorted, "Grandma, my uncle lost the bet and wants to default on the debt."
Zhulan looked at her son, well, what her son could do.
Changzhong stared at Mingjing who was smiling innocently, "Mom, Minghui and Mingjing teamed up to trick our son."
Zhulan was curious. Changzhong was the only one in the family who schemed against others. He blushed when he was cheated. It was the first time for him to do so. Zhulan looked at the naive Mingjing. She didn't think he was the kind of person who could cheat others.
Ming Jing scratched her head, "Grandma, I didn't cheat my uncle. He said he would give me one tael of silver for each correct answer. I didn't expect that I could answer all of them correctly."
Ming Jing thought for a moment and added, "It's not difficult at all."
Changzhong, "... Mom, Minghui must have told you the answer in advance."
Minghui was wronged, "I didn't, I didn't say that."
Ming Jing blinked her innocent eyes and said, "Well, Third Brother didn't tell me the answer."
But he had seen the answers of the third brother. The questions asked by the uncle were all the ones that the third brother had done a few days ago. Who made him have a good memory? The fat boy clenched his fists. He had never told anyone that he had a good memory. He didn't want to read more books. Now the daily amount was so easy.