"Oh! I see! Zhen Lang did a good job", Ji Bei Zhenbei praised two words, then looked at the street near the window, and said with a heart: "It's an eventful time now!" Does Zhen Lang know why the old man came to look for you this time? ”

Seeing that Ji Bei Zhenbei changed the topic, Zhen Qian knew that Ji Bei Zhenbei didn't want to mix with this matter, and looked at it with a confused face: "Ji Bei Jun, please speak?" ”

"Hey!" Ji Bei Zhenbei sighed first, as if organizing the words: "The old man knows that your heart is like an arrow, and he also knows that you did not succeed in this errand in the country, so it is inevitable that there will be some complaints in my heart, but ah! This matter in the court, not whoever says it will listen to whom, you have to consider the opinions of all parties, sometimes it is common to drag on for a year and a half, Zhen Lang might as well stay in the country for a while longer! ”

"This ......", Zhen Qian was a little puzzled: "What's the difference in staying for a while longer?" ”

"You can't say that, if you leave, there will be no chance", Ji Bei Zhenbei paused and said: "The old man will stay in Xikaido for a month or two, and during this time, he will help Zhen Lang maneuver in many ways, maybe there will be a turnaround!" ”

"Old slippery head!" Zhen Qian scolded secretly in his heart, saying this is equivalent to not saying it, there is no promise, but it is just a little smarter than Fujiwara Shuxiong, so what can it be. Zhen Qian can see clearly, so far, he has not even given a positive answer, this matter seems to be completely hopeless, he just wants to use himself again.

"Let me think about this for a few more days!"

Ji Bei Zhenbei originally thought that Zhen Qian was young and vigorous, and under his own hard persuasion, Zhen Qian would definitely not be able to wipe off his face, but he didn't expect Zhen Qian to play with himself, disaster relief is like fighting fires, and many methods in locust relief are formulated by Zhen Qian, of course, the executor is best also Zhen Qian, it is not impossible without Zhen Qian, but with Zhen Qian, he can get twice the result with half the effort.

"Zhen Lang! The old man will try his best to deal with you in the court about the prince's study and your meeting with the emperor, and I also ask you to assist us in disaster relief and locust control ...... more than 200,000 people in Hizen Kingdom. ”

"Why are these people stupid!"

Zhen Qian had the urge to split Ji Bei Zhenbei's head and take a look, this person had Lao Cotton or Tofu Brain in his head! Why let a Tang man help the Japanese people, is Lao Tzu like an internationalist warrior, wherever there is danger, Lao Tzu will help whom!

Zhen Qian's face was depressed! Why ......, with your special three-inch tongue, say how the stone blooms, and what about the gold, silver and jewelry? Even his mother's beauties don't send a few, when Lao Tzu is a firefighter.

"Don't do it!"

Zhen Qian is really hot, Fujiwara Shuxiong is like this, Kibi Zhenbei is still like this, none of the promised things have been completed, and there is no benefit, even if he helps, the people under his hands have to reward him!

"Kibi-kun! Are you going to let so-and-so go to the disaster and cure the locusts like this? ”

"This ......, Zhen Lang! What do you mean? ”

Zhen Qian finally couldn't help it, he wanted to scold his mother, is this Ji Bei really stupid or fake stupid, it's all said to this, he is doing it like a debt collector, your uncle's!

Zhen Qian is a little embarrassed now, "The emperor is not a hungry soldier!" Ji Beijun won't let someone pay for locust disaster relief! ”

"Ahh This ......", Kibi Jinbei suddenly realized a serious problem, no money! Not only do I have no money, but it seems that Fujiwara Shuo also has no money, and suddenly I am a little dumb, fuck! A penny is difficult for a hero, and a gentleman does not say profit, but how can he relieve the disaster if he has no money! Voluntary labor! It seems that the entire Hizen country is poor, waiting for the rice to go to the pot?

Hizen Province used to have a lot of money, but Fujiwara Shuo used to work for relief, build city walls, dredge rivers, and recruit thousands of soldiers and horses, so the little money in his hand had already been spent, and even the 150,000 koku grain purchased from Kyoto was still in debt?

Zhen Qian didn't know that Fujiwara Shuxiong didn't talk about money, but he didn't have money to talk about! Zhen Qian didn't know this, and was waiting for Fujiwara Shuxiong to give him money?

"As long as Zhen Lang is willing to come forward to rescue the disaster, the old man will personally discuss the money with Fujiwara Shuxiong, and he will definitely raise a sum of money for Zhen Lang!"

"Good!" Zhen Qian looked at Ji Bei Zhenbei with a smile and said, "Then there is Lao Ji Beijun, I am waiting for good news in the Drunken Immortal Building!" By the way, this first disaster relief fund can not be less than 30,000 yuan, the second 50,000 yuan disaster relief fund hopes to be raised around September, as for the third amount of money and grain needed for spring ploughing next year, it also needs to be prepared in advance, and I hope that Ji Beijun will make arrangements as soon as possible! ”

Ji Bei Zhenbei had already walked to the door, and when he heard the amount of disaster relief money reported by Zhen Qian, he almost slipped and fell to the ground.

"This ......, Zhen Lang, isn't this disaster relief money a bit large!" Ji Bei Zhenbei's teeth chattered, and he felt that Zhen Qian was taking advantage of the fire to rob.

"If Kibi-kun feels that the amount of this disaster relief fund is unknown, you can ask Fujiwara Shuo", Zhen Qian is too lazy to grind his teeth with Jibi Zhenbei, in the hearts of people like Fujiwara Shuxiong and Jibi Zhenbei, disaster relief is just to give the victims a hungry meal to eat, and as for other things, they don't care about other things at all.

Zhen Qian's disaster relief plan is carried out with reference to the methods of disaster relief in later generations, not only to provide the victims with a full meal, but also to provide the most basic living conditions for the victims, to care about whether the clothes worn by the victims can be kept warm for the winter, and to provide timely treatment and resume production after illness.

After Fujiwara saw these plans, he felt that Zhen Qian was crazy, this was disaster relief, and he was simply using the money inappropriately.

In the final analysis, the two sides have different concepts, and Zhen Qian also knows that his plan is not in tune with this era, but in Zhen Qian's opinion, since he is saving people, he can't just do half of it, and let the victims fend for themselves, so it's better not to do it.

It didn't take long for Kibi Shinbei to turn back, and this time Fujiwara Brusho followed, and the eyes of the two just touched as if nothing had happened before, but both sides knew in their hearts that the rift had been created and could no longer be bridged.

"Zhen Lang! Your old man has already seen your plan, but now Hizen Province really can't come up with so much money, so he can only temporarily raise 5,000 yuan, and the money and food Fujiwara-kun needed later will slowly raise it, is it possible to relieve the disaster and cure the locusts now! "Kibi Zhenbei is also a human spirit, and some words are not the time to be picked, so avoid the important and take it lightly.

Zhen Qian also roughly guessed something, and he didn't mean to continue to embarrass Ji Bei Zhenbei, since Ji Bei Zhenbei opened his mouth, he couldn't help but give him face, "Okay!" But the ugly words are ahead, how much money is used to do how many things, and I don't handle this money, and when needed, I spend it from the Guardian House, and I hope that Fujiwara-kun can help from the side! ”

This amount of money is not enough to give the victims of the disaster, but Zhen Qian still has to avoid suspicion and is unwilling to get fishy.