Not long after, Wen Qingzhu had ten more accounts in front of him.
Jia Xiaowu also came over. He held his grain merchant's account book in his hand and said, "Originally, there were still 10,000 kilograms of grain to be shipped, but the Shen family and some other merchants suddenly changed their minds. I'm afraid there will be no follow-up business." question."
"What about you? As long as King Ning doesn't move the army and there is no Yao Ban, he can't think of any other way." Wen Qingzhu looked at Jiang Yuanhan. After so many days, he should have his own ideas.
Jiang Yuanhan nodded, sat down next to Wen Qingzhu, and took out a thin booklet from his sleeve: "Sister, take a look, these are some of the plans I have been thinking about these days."
Wen Qingzhu took it over and took a look. The first plan was to provide relief with work. The first one was to repair the city wall and dig the moat.
"This is not bad, but Cannes is not the capital. If we dig a moat, won't the emperor have any objections?"
"Now the problems of the victims are before us. There is no big problem in exceeding the regulations. Another problem is that in the past two years, the canal's problems have also been gradually exposed. After all, it is an artificially changed river course. It has no geographical advantages and insufficient water storage capacity. It’s strong, it’s fine in summer, but in winter there’s still less water.”
As he spoke, he took out another map and marked several red dots around Kangcheng.
Jiang Yuanhan started to explain from the red dot in the east: "Sister, you see, the water resources in this place are quite good, but when it reaches the next few people, it is far from enough."
"Have you hired someone to conduct on-site investigation?" Wen Qingzhu discovered that there was some explanatory data on the map.
Jiang Yuanhan replied: "It's not like I'm looking for someone specially. Yu Fan, who I sent to pick you up before, his father and grandfather are craftsmen in the field of water conservancy. He has been interested in these since he was a child, and later entered the Kangcheng camp. , patrol frequently, and these situations will be clear to you."
"It turns out it's him." Wen Qingzhu was a little surprised.
When I saw Yu Fan before, I thought he was just average.
Unexpectedly, he is a talented person who understands water conservancy.
Jiang Yuanhan continued to explain: "We have prepared everything that should be prepared, but now there is a problem. Even if these two projects are built, and I will also prepare eight other bridge and paving projects, according to the previous standard of having the largest number of people In the past, it could only absorb 15,000 victims at most, but now there are 30,000 victims in Cannes.
I have been hesitant to take action. On the one hand, I was wary of Prince Ning being stabbed in the back, and on the other hand, I was worried that too many monks and too few people would cause riots. "
As Wen Qingzhu listened, he found that he was not too worried and seemed to have other thoughts in his mind.
"Is there something else you haven't told me?"
"Yes, but I think this idea is a bit whimsical, and it only came up in the past two days." Jiang Yuanhan himself was a little unsure.
Wen Qingzhu glanced at the booklet in front of him. The situation outside was so serious.
If it is delayed for too long, the situation will only get worse.
It's almost the beginning of spring, but the snow is still coming one after another, with no intention of stopping.
"Tell me about it first." Wen Qingzhu actually had a solution in his mind, but that solution was too risky, especially when Prince Ning was also in Kangcheng.
Jiang Yuanhan hesitated for a moment, but Jin Wen Qingzhu was looking forward to it, so he still said it: "That's what I thought. There are more and more victims. These days, people are trying to find ways to leave Kangcheng. Kangcheng is not a small city. Usually, There are about 50,000 people, and according to the records in the government office, the city accommodated 80,000 people at its peak."
"Eighty thousand people, that's already very crowded!" Wen Qingzhu vaguely understood what he was thinking.
Jiang Yuanhan continued: "Well, I estimated that there will be about 150,000 victims. The city can accommodate at least 100,000 people. If it is slightly renovated, it will not be a problem to accommodate them all."
"Renovation?" Wen Qingzhu didn't quite understand.
Jiang Yuanhan picked out one of the books on the table and opened it for Wen Qingzhu to read: "Sister, look at this. This is all the current housing information in Kangcheng. I have roughly estimated that wealthy families such as officials, wealthy businessmen, etc. occupy Kangcheng. More than half of the living space, and these people have already left half of it, and the other half are still trying to figure out how to leave.”
Wen Qingzhu's eyes began to twinkle: "What do you mean-"
"Well!" Jiang Yuanhan did not expect that her sister did not reject her intention, and said happily, "Since these people want to leave, we might as well take over them all. A considerable part of the houses were built a long time ago. Not much has been renovated. I have seen the houses renovated by Qian Yong in Jinzhou. Although they are much smaller, according to this calculation, it is not a problem to accommodate 150,000 people."
"Accommodation is not a problem. These houses need to be rebuilt again. This is another big project!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes became brighter and brighter.
She couldn't help but stretched out her hand, no longer touching Jiang Yuanhan's head, but patted his shoulder and said: "You are so awesome! In this way, you can attract some people, probably far more than 15,000 people!"
"Actually, this idea is not entirely mine. Brother Mingxuan reminded me before that it was discussed between the two of us. In addition, isn't there a vast flat outside Cannes? So many people must have jobs. , In addition to reclaiming wasteland, the workshops in Jinzhou are also very developed, and some large workshops can be built to allow them to work in limited houses."
The more Jiang Yuanhan talked, the more excited he became, and the thoughts in his head kept popping out.
"It is indeed feasible!" Wen Qingzhu nodded, turned around and picked up a pen and ink, and began to discuss it in detail with Jiang Yuanhan.
At the same time, Prince Ning was walking around anxiously in the house.
Someone came in hurriedly from outside. Before he could speak, Prince Ning grabbed him and asked, "Does Mr. Yao have any news?"
The man shook his head. Prince Ning pushed him away and said angrily: "Get out! Don't bother me with other matters!"
"But this time it's a letter from Princess Yijia." The person who made the report gingerly took out the envelope.
Prince Ning glanced sideways, feeling a little confused. Hadn't he been told everything about the capital
Why do you still write this letter? Did something happen to the mother-in-law again
Prince Ning reached for the envelope and said something directly inside: "Brother Emperor, Brother Fu Yu will come back to Kangcheng tonight to help you solve the problems of the victims."
"What are you doing here, Fu Yu!" Prince Ning crumpled the letter into a ball. Could it be that this kid wanted to take advantage of it
After thinking for a long time, Prince Ning continued to order: "You continue to inquire about the whereabouts of Master Yao! If he can't come to Kangcheng, please reply to me as soon as possible!"
When he learned that King Rui had obtained the secret letter from his father, but he had not, he almost launched an army and wanted to kill Jiang Yuanhan directly under the cover of night.
This method is definitely not a good one, and Prince Ning himself knows it.
After all, if you are not careful, you might be killed.
Fortunately, Yao Ban arrived in time, and he realized that the letter from his father to him had been blocked by Pei Yi!
As soon as something happened to Li Wei, King Ning felt more and more that he was becoming more and more dependent on Yao Ban.
But he can lead troops to fight, but when it comes to managing national affairs, he is not even as good as that kid Jiang Yuanhan!
He had thought about letting Fu Yu stand on his side before, but he didn't know that Fu Yu was a person who refused to take hard or soft advice. He said he would not stand in line and would do things for the people of the world.
Prince Ning was so angry that he cursed him and threw away his sleeves.
If Jiang Yijia hadn't made peace in the middle, Yao Ban would have spoken highly of Fu Yu and strongly recommended him to win over Fu Yu.
Only then did Prince Ning extinguish some of his anger.
But he still thinks Fu Yu is stubborn!
Now that Yao Ban suddenly lost contact and Fu Yu was coming over, King Ning felt that he might really think about it.
"Come here! Prepare your troops and go out of the city to meet Fu Yu tonight!"
As soon as it got dark, Wen Qingzhu followed Jiang Yuanhan out.
Tonight, another group of people approached King Ning and wanted to leave the city, but King Ning had something to leave.
These people had no choice but to find King Rui. King Rui, who had always rejected them before, agreed to see them for the first time this time.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the home of a wealthy local businessman in Cannes.
The head of the family welcomed them in very warmly: "Your Highness, sir, please come inside."
After arriving in the house and sitting down, Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and asked the head of the family to sit down.
The head of the family is very discerning and knows that the young prefect in front of him is the one who decides this time.
He quickly asked someone to bring Ning Ping's favorite tea.
Soon, new tea arrived, and Wen Qingzhu discovered that Ningping's hobbies were a bit special.
What he likes is bitter tea.
Wen Qingzhu took a slight sip. The taste was very refreshing.
In an instant, she understood that Ning Ping might not like the bitter tea, but that the bitter tea could refresh her mind.
After putting down the tea cup, Wen Qingzhu asked straight to the point: "How many people in the master's family are leaving?"
Hearing her words, the head of the family was stunned.
Previously, at Prince Ning's place, in order not to cause a disturbance, the number of twenty or thirty people was stipulated, and the departure must be at night.
He seemed to understand what Wen Qingzhu meant, but just to be on the safe side, he asked again: "What do you mean, Sir, can as many people as you want?"
"nature."
The head of the family looked happy, but Wen Qingzhu then said: "But there is a condition."
"This is natural." The head of the family vaguely felt that this condition might be different from the one offered by Prince Ning before.
Wen Qingzhu took out a ledger and said: "Our government has taken a fancy to your house and roughly estimated the price. However, there must be things in the house that you cannot move out for the time being. Can you see which ones you plan to sell?"
"Sir, sir." The owner of the house was stunned for a long time, and he quickly picked it up. "What, what does this mean? This is the villain's ancestral home! I don't plan to sell it!"
Wen Qingzhu laughed: "Do you think your ancestral home can be saved when the victims come?"
"What do you mean, sir?" The head of the family was a little scared, and it was obvious that Wen Qingzhu's tone contained threats.
Jiang Yuanhan spoke at this time: "It's not interesting. You are also a businessman and well-informed. The number of victims is much greater than the people in Kangcheng. If they really pour in, who can prevent them? Just to give you a warning My suggestion is to sell it to us as soon as possible to save trouble."
The owner’s hands are trembling. This is the property that their ancestors have inherited for generations. How can they just sell it
Wen Qingzhu stood up: "Don't worry, sir, we won't buy or sell by force. You can think about it. We will go to other stores tonight."
The owner of the family was ready to bargain, but when he found out that Wen Qingzhu and the others were not going to force him, he suddenly felt happy and said quickly: "Thank you for your understanding, please let me think about it."
"good."
Wen Qingzhu laughed. Seeing her smile, the head of the family felt his heart tremble for some reason.
When he came to his senses again, Wen Qingzhu and Jiang Yuanhan were already gone.
The head of the family shook his head quickly, feeling a little frightened. Could it be that he also had a habit of cutting off his sleeves
At the second house he went to, Wen Qingzhu happened to meet Jia Xiaowu, who was also here.
"Your Highness! Sir! Are you really here?"
Jia Xiaowu quickly stood up and went out to greet him.
When they sat down in the room, a middle-aged man stood in front of them.
Jia Xiaowu introduced: "This is Uncle Tan, and he is an old friend. It was he who helped send uncle's news back quickly."