At the end of the morning court, Mr. Wen took the first step first, changing his slow walking style in the past, walking quickly with his legs.

The ministers held their own identities and did not run after chasing them, so they could only watch Mr. Wen run away.

Zhou Shuren looked at the Wen family's in-laws and raised his eyebrows. This was a long time ago. Although the Wen family raised hatred, they also won some good reputations. People are forgotten. The Wen family has restrained themselves and will manage their reputations well in the future. In addition to those who have a grudge with the Wen family, people will only remember the goodness of the Wen family in a few years.

Mr. Wang came over and said, "How much is Shuren going to donate?"

The two families are in-laws, so this matter should be made public so that there will be too many differences between the two families' faces are not good-looking.

Zhou Shuren stretched out a slap, "I can't compare to the Wen family's great business, I donate 500 stones."

This is the most grain he can give out, and his own land is not as good as that of the Wen family.

In recent years, my wife has bought a lot of land one after another, all of which were bought on the grain continent. Otherwise, he would not even be able to take out five hundred stones. Alas, the grain output in ancient times was too low, so he had a headache when he saw the data.

Mr. Wang touched his beard, "The food donated by the Wen family is the entire Wen family. Did you donate the entire Zhou family, or did you donate by the Minister of Revenue himself?"

Zhou Shuren narrowed his eyes and tsk twice. He really ignored it, "I donate myself, my sons donate their own food. Old man, the people are short of food to save their lives."

Mr. Wang was silent. He was an official all his life. In his heart, the people and family were the most important. He looked at Zhou Shuren deeply. Zhou Shuren walked along the way, and most people saw Zhou Shuren's ability and luck, but ignored what Zhou Shuren did for the people.

In recent years, Zhou Shuren has promoted many policies, and these policies benefit the people.

Mr. Wang smiled, "The Wang family also donated grain in the same way as you."

Zhou Shuren turned his head, "The old man has no family."

Because he and Zhulan are from Modern Times, they don’t interfere with the industry of several houses in their family and will help. Each house has its own industry, and the sons have the foundation to donate grain, but the Wang family has no family, so the industry is concentrated together.

Mr. Wang, "I have already drafted a list of shares and will donate grain according to the proportion of the divided industries."

Zhou Shuren bowed slightly, "Old man is very kind."

Mr. Wang can donate an integer like the Wen family, and no one can find fault. Donating grain by his method will donate a lot of more grain, and the extra grain can save too many lives.

When he returned to the Ministry of Revenue, Qiu Yan knew that the Wen family took the lead in donating grain, and then he was worried, "How much do you think I donate?"

Zhou Shuren looked at Qiu Yan and felt that not every company would operate an industry. The merchants controlled by the big family would make money. The proportion of the money produced by the land was not high, and donating grain would not hurt the bones. The main source of Qiu Yan's expenses was the rent of the land and shops.

Zhou Shuren asked, “How much food did your family sell?”

Qiu Yan said: "Sold half of it."

There was still half of the grain left in the family, and the Qiu family's property was not much in his hands. He felt that his family was not as good as the best, and his life was still very satisfactory. Who would have thought that the national grain harvest this year was not good, and his wife had already calculated it carefully.

Zhou Shuren patted Qiu Yan on the shoulder, "You can do what you can."

Qiu Yan was cruel and cruel, "I'll donate a hundred stones?"

"I mean to do what you can. Don't donate food. There is a shortage of food on the market now. This time, someone will definitely buy food by donating it. It will be difficult for you to buy food at that time."

Qiu Yan sighed, "I wouldn't have sold so much food if I had known it."

"You also bought a dowry for your granddaughter, and you can't save the money for the dowry."

Qiu Yan, "Oh, I'll think about how much I donate."

The news of the donation of grain spread very quickly, and the Wen family moved faster. At noon, the Ministry of Revenue received 1,000 stones of grain and rice bran, etc.

When the Zhou family, Zhulan received the news, she asked the housekeeper to go to the farm in person to tell the boss that the grain exists in the farm and that the grain should be transported from the Zhuangzi to Beijing.

Li said: "Mom, how much food did the second brother donate?"

"I asked me to go to the Liu family to ask how much Lord Liu donated. Changyi just needs to donate similar things according to the Liu family."

Su Xuan said: "Where is the third brother?"

Zhulan doesn’t worry about Changlian, “The news of donating grain will spread throughout the states. The grain from the three houses has been shipped to Qizhou, so there is no need to worry about the three houses.”

As he spoke, Xuehan returned to his parents' home, and Xuehan said, "Mom, how much is the family planning to donate?"

Zhulan got the news from Jin's words, "Your father donated 500 stones, your eldest brother 100 stones, your second brother wants to see the Liu family, and your fourth brother 100 stones."

Xue Han calculated whether he had third brother or not, and his family had at least 700 stones, which was a huge deal. "How to donate separately?"

Zhulan shook her head, "Don't donate together, you can donate more. Why are you back if you don't prepare food?"

"I'm afraid that there is not enough food at home, so I come back and ask if I need it. You also know that there is a lot of land in the Qin Palace."

Zhulan laughed, and the King of Qin was indeed thrilled, "Have you ever asked Princess Qi how much donation?"

Xuehan said: "There was news from the palace that several princes passed the letter. The Qin Prince's Mansion was the emperor's legitimate younger brother and the richest prince. If it donated less, it would be nice to look at the face. Our Qin Prince's Mansion donated two thousand stones."

This year she wanted to sell some food, because her parents' family did not sell food, so she saved all the food. Now there is food in the Qin Palace!

"Where is the Qi Prince's Mansion?"

Xuehan said: "The other royal palaces are all 1,500 stones."

Zhulan counted the food and sighed: "This time the Wen family did a good thing."

No matter what you are planning, the Wen family donated a lot, which caused those who wanted to get away with it and did not dare to donate less. This batch of grain greatly alleviated the pressure on the grain.

At the same time, Zhulan also felt sad. The poor people could not take out even a few kilograms of food. The aristocratic families occupied fertile land, and the donated food was something that many people could never grow in their lifetime.

The tragedy of the times and the serious gap in class status, resources are in the hands of the powerful and powerful. There is still a lot of fish and meat on the dining table, but the people count the food to live.

Xuehan looked sad when she saw her mother, "Mom, are you unhappy?"

"I am happy, but I just sigh that if your father did not have the imperial examination, our family would also worry about food."

If they are still in Zhoujia Village, facing climate change, they can do nothing and can only protect their small home.

Nowadays, Shu Ren has influenced the emperor. With the appearance of fish cakes, he also said other ideas to do his best to save the lives of the people.

Zhangzhou, Changyi set out again, with a family surnamed Wang and a doctor. Changyi would not delay his trip for the sick child. He had to go to his daughter's house earlier, rather than being blocked by snow in the town.

He was already his greatest kindness to ask a doctor to follow him.
Chapter completed!