Anti-Qing: Starting from the Jintian Uprising

Chapter 482 Liang Feng: Carp baked noodles, Yanjin flavor! (8K return 5)

Shi Chongrui walked to the door with the gift in his hand and knocked on it.

Boom boom boom!
The Qian family's housekeeper heard the knock on the door and came over to open it.

Looking at Shi Chongrui standing outside the door, Butler Yang asked with some surprise.

"Why are you here, uncle?"

"Quick, please come inside!"

Shi Chongrui nodded, handed the gift to the housekeeper, and then walked into the gate of Qian's mansion.

Led by the butler, he walked around the screen wall, through the corridor and archway, and came to the inner courtyard.

The two walked to a study together, and the butler took a few steps forward and knocked on the door.

"Master, my uncle is here."

Soon, there was a response from inside the door.

"Is that Chongrui? Come in!"

As Qian Huan finished speaking, the door opened and Shi Chongrui walked in.

The first thing that catches your eye is a mahogany table.

Behind the table sat an old man with white hair, but he looked energetic and well-mannered.

The old man's name is Qian Huan, and he is from Guangxi.

He once served as a teacher in Wuxuan County. After the Tang Dynasty conquered Wuxuan, Qian Huan surrendered and was later appointed as the magistrate of Wuxuan County.

Later, as the Tang Dynasty gradually gained power, it defeated the Qing Dynasty and fought for supremacy in the world. It then marched north to the Central Plains, drove out the Tartars, recovered the capital, and restored China.

Qian Huan, an old minister who followed the emperor, also rose higher and higher in official position.

He worked his way up from county magistrate, prefect, and governor to his current position as deputy minister of the Ministry of Industry of the Tang Dynasty.

He is a real senior official in the court!

With his qualifications, he might even be able to join the cabinet and enjoy a life of luxury with the title of cabinet elder before retiring in the future.

Shi Chongrui walked into the study, knelt down on the soft Persian carpet in front of Qian Huan, and bowed very respectfully.

"My son-in-law greets my father-in-law. I wish you good health..."

Qian Huan nodded slightly, first asked Shi Chongrui to stand up and sit down, and then gave instructions to the housekeeper who was waiting outside the door.

"Old Yang, go make some tea."

Upon hearing this, the old butler at the door nodded in agreement and turned to leave.

After the butler Lao Yang left, Qian Huan looked at Shi Chongrui and asked.

"Tell me, what happened that made you come to see me so late at night?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Chongrui did not dare to hide anything and told everything like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

"Father-in-law, this is what happened."

"The court has ordered that grain be urgently transferred from Warehouse No. 6, but there is not enough grain in Warehouse No. 6 now..."

"I really have no other choice, so I come to you for help!"

"Father-in-law, you must help your son-in-law!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Huan became furious. He grabbed a white porcelain pen holder next to him and smashed it hard at Shi Chongrui who was sitting on the chair.

With a loud bang, the pen holder fell to the ground and shattered immediately, with fragments flying everywhere. One of the fragments directly brushed past Shi Chongrui's face.

Shi Chongrui was so frightened that he fell to his knees and began to beg for mercy.

"I know I'm wrong, but I really have no other choice now. Please help me, father-in-law..."

Qian Huan's chest heaved violently.

"You useless thing, you're really so bold, aren't you? You dare to touch the food in the storage warehouse?!"

"You're looking for death yourself, don't drag me into this..."

Qian Huan is really angry now. The biggest help in Shi Chongrui becoming the warehouse manager of Warehouse No. 6 is the support of his father-in-law behind the scenes.

But the reason why he pushed Shi Chongrui to the position of warehouse director.

One reason is that Mr. Qian has only one daughter, and his daughter is not very pretty, not very smart, and even has a somewhat rude personality.

If his son-in-law holds power, Mr. Qian is afraid that his daughter will be bullied after he dies in the future.

Even divorced!
Therefore, Shi Chongrui was given an official position that was lucrative but had little real power.

Giving Shi Chongrui such an official position would not only ensure the living conditions of the young couple.

It can also ensure that even if he dies in the future, his daughter will be able to suppress her son-in-law Shi Chongrui with his influence and old connections.

Secondly, he also wanted to gain some benefits through Shi Chongrui.

Although he is not short of money, as the saying goes, who can complain about having too much money?

But in Qian Huan's opinion, Shi Chongrui at most took advantage of the annual grain replacement to get some kickbacks or something.

He really didn't expect that this guy would dare to take the court's strategic grain reserves and resell them!

Of course, this is nothing when nothing goes wrong.

But now something has happened and you will lose your head.

As an old minister who had followed Li Yi since Guangxi, Qian Huan knew the emperor's temper well.

On the surface, the emperor appeared to be kind and tolerant to everyone, a benevolent and wise ruler.

But in fact, he is a petty person who holds grudges and changes his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book.

Once you do something that crosses the emperor's bottom line.

Then Li Yi, the benevolent and holy ruler, could at any time turn into a tyrant who is decisive, brutal, and cruel, no less cruel than the Qin Shi Huang, Han Wudi, and Ming Taizu.

For example, the major opium smuggling case in the second year of Kaitai was a typical case of touching the emperor's bottom line.

After the case was solved, the emperor beheaded a marquis and three earls in one breath. Nearly a thousand officials and their families who were implicated were dismissed from office, exiled, or even executed.

The execution ground was a river of blood!
Another example is the corruption case involving disaster relief supplies after the Yellow River burst in the fourth year of Zhaowu.

There were many officials who were punished, beheaded, and dismissed by the emperor.

Even the Kong family in Qufu was ransacked because of this, and the Kong family's thousands of years of accumulation was destroyed.

This shows how cruel and brutal the emperor was, and how decisive he was in killing people!
This time, the emperor also transferred grain to provide relief to the victims.

The only difference is that last time it was Shandong, and this time it is Henan.

But what difference does it make?

Once the corruption case in Warehouse No. 6 was discovered at this juncture, it would undoubtedly touch the emperor's bottom line.

By then, there will be no need to mention the results!

This is probably another major case involving a wide range of people!

Qian Huan even suspected that if something happened, he would be implicated.

Because he himself is not clean either.

It is not surprising that Shi Chongrui, as his father-in-law and a powerful backer, got a certain share of the money he made from the granary.

Seeing this, Shi Chongrui just kowtowed continuously and begged Qian Huan to help him.

"Father-in-law, you must help me."

"Juan'er just got pregnant last year. I can't let the child be without a father as soon as he is born..."

When Qian Huan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched noticeably, but his heart was already relieved.

Mr. Qian has only one daughter. She has suffered a lot with him since she was a child. Now she finally has a few days of good life. How can he watch his daughter lose her husband?

Taking a deep breath, Qian Huan frowned and asked.

"How much grain is in the warehouse now? How much is left to meet the 500,000 tons the court wants?"

Shi Chongrui said with a slightly nervous expression.

"There are now a total of 43 tons of new and old grain in Warehouse No. ."

"That is to say, there is still a shortfall of 70,000 tons..."

Qian Huan thought for a while and then said.

"Seventy thousand tons..."

"Although the imperial court wants to transfer 500,000 tons of grain from the No. 6 warehouse to reinforce the disaster-stricken areas in Henan, it is impossible to transport all of this 500,000 tons at once."

"It must be shipped in batches. It will take at least ten days to transport all of them. In other words, we still have time."

"Seventy thousand tons in ten days, such a large amount, it is probably impossible to buy it from grain merchants."

"We still have to think of a solution from those strategic warehouses."

"Director Zhang of the Strategic Material Reserve Bureau and I are good friends. Get ready immediately and come with me to visit Director Zhang."

Qian Huan planned to borrow grain from several other strategic reserve granaries first to make up for the deficit of No. 6 granary and overcome this difficulty.

After this incident is over, he will find a way to buy grain from grain merchants and return the borrowed grain.

As long as the imperial court does not transfer grain from those strategic warehouses within a short period of time, this matter can be dealt with.

Upon hearing this, Shi Chongrui knew that his father-in-law was ready to help him, so he quickly spoke.

"Thank you, father-in-law, thank you, father-in-law..."

Qian Huan waved his hand, then stood up from his chair and walked out of the study.

As soon as I walked out, I saw the housekeeper Lao Yang coming to greet me.

Qian Huan gave the order immediately.

"Old Yang, prepare the car immediately and go to Director Zhang's house."

Upon hearing this, housekeeper Lao Yang nodded immediately.

"Yes, I will do it right away. Please wait a moment, sir..."

……

The sun sets in the west, and the sky gradually darkens.

The windproof street lamps on the roadside were lit one by one, illuminating the capital city at night.

Although the Tang Dynasty had invented the electric light, the production cost of this thing was high, and the electricity also cost money.

Therefore, at most it was used in the Old Summer Palace where the emperor lived, and in the mansions of nobles and wealthy people.

Street lamps are still mainly oil lamps.

Liu Jiang pulled a rickshaw, passed by street lights, and drove steadily to the gate of a newly planned residential area, then stopped steadily.

After parking the car, Liu Jiang turned to the passengers in the car and said.

"Dear guest, we have arrived at Chunjiang Community. The fare is 5 cents..."

The guest got out of the car, took out a wallet from his pocket, took out a five-cent bill and handed it to Liu Jiang, then picked up his suitcase and walked into the community.

The guest's back gradually disappeared in the dimly lit community. Liu Jiang looked up at the six-story buildings in the community, his eyes full of envy.

He secretly swore that sooner or later, he would live in such a high-end building instead of continuing to squeeze with others in a slum.

Taking a deep breath and collecting the fare, Liu Jiang wiped the sweat off his face with the towel hanging around his neck, pulled the car up, and ran towards the car dealership.

It was already dark, and he was about to hand in his car and go home to rest.

Although the curfew in the capital city has been lifted by the Tang Dynasty, Liu Jiang was tired after pulling the cart all day and could not work at night, so he gave up.

He returned to the car dealership, parked the car, said hello to the owner Ma Dahai, and prepared to go home.

However, just as Liu Jiang was about to leave, Ma Dahai stopped him.

"Jiang Zi, I remember you used to be a loader for a freight company, right?"

Liu Jiang stopped and nodded.

"Yeah, Brother Dahai, what's the matter? Do you want to use a stevedore?"

Ma Dahai first nodded, then shook his head, and then began to explain.

"Yes, we need a group of stevedores, but they are not for me. Some important person needs them."

"Go and help make the contact!"

"Meet at the car dealership at 11 o'clock tonight."

Liu Jiang nodded and asked.

"Brother Dahai, how many people do you need?"

Ma Dahai said without any hesitation.

"The more the merrier!"

"Don't worry about the wages. The big shot who hired the workers this time is very rich. In addition, since we are working at night, the wages will be three times the usual salary."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jiang nodded and said.

"Don't worry, Dahai. I understand!"

After saying this, Liu Jiang turned around and said goodbye, preparing to go find his former colleagues to reminisce about the past.

……

Time passed, and soon it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Liu Jiang came to the Zhenxing Car Dealership with a group of strong men wearing short shirts.

Ma Dahai showed up and then led these men to the outskirts of the capital.

The group of people walked in silence all the way and soon arrived at the outskirts of the capital.

What appeared before them were large warehouses one after another.

At this time, outside the gate of the warehouse area, a group of men in short shirts had gathered, at least a few hundred people, all waiting to work.

Ma Dahai went forward to negotiate with the guard, and then a group of people were allowed to pass. Led by Butler Yang, they walked into the warehouse area and came to the outside of a large warehouse.

Butler Yang took a few steps forward, faced the crowd, and spoke.

"I'll leave this matter to you. Everyone, work hard and transport the food here to the designated location tonight."

"After the mission is completed, everyone will be rewarded handsomely..."

After doing all this, Butler Yang stopped talking nonsense and just waved his hand to order everyone to start working.

Seeing this, Liu Jiang and others immediately stepped forward and started working.

Originally, Liu Jiang wanted to go home and rest after work, but who asked the employer to offer three times the salary?

Although he was very tired after pulling a cart all day, Liu Jiang was willing to do one more job for triple the pay.

He is still waiting to save enough money to buy a house in Beijing!

When he thought about the wonderful life in the future, he felt that he could definitely endure this little bit of fatigue.

The iron door of the warehouse was opened, revealing small hills of bagged grain inside.

The air was filled with the smell of rice and wheat.

Looking at the spectacular scene before their eyes, Liu Jiang and others couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

"So much food..."

"What on earth is this place?"

Liu Jiang couldn't help but mutter.

Ma Dahai, who was passing by, saw this and spoke up.

"Do your job and don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

"Anyway, everyone's wages will definitely not be shortchanged in the end..."

Seeing this, Liu Jiang and others stopped talking and stepped forward, carrying bags of grain and walking out of the warehouse.

Outside the warehouse, ox carts and horse carriages were lined up waiting to be loaded.

Although cattle, horses and other vehicles are prohibited from passing through the capital of the Tang Dynasty, they are still allowed outside the city.

At the gate of the warehouse area, Shi Chongrui breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the long queue of grain trucks heading towards Warehouse No. 6.

……

Two days later, Beijing Railway Station!
The first batch of relief supplies was shipped.

With a whistle whistle, the steam engine started to turn, and the locomotive slowly started.

The locomotive dragged wagons full of food towards Kaifeng Prefecture. As Datang continued to advance the railway construction project, coupled with the labor dispatch from the United States, Datang had accumulated a large number of experienced railway workers and a vast amount of railway construction experience over the years.

Thanks to the increase in skilled workers and growing experience, Datang's progress in railway construction was accelerating.

Today, although the Beijing-Guangzhou railway line connecting the north and south of the Tang Dynasty has not yet been fully opened, the section of the railway line connecting the capital and Kaifeng Prefecture in Henan has been completed.

This meant that the cost of transporting grain from the capital to Henan for disaster relief in the Tang Dynasty was reduced to a level that was unimaginable in previous dynasties.

The fully loaded train departed from the capital, passing through Baoding, Zhengding, Shunde, Guangping, Zhangde, Weihui and other prefectures, all the way to Kaifeng, Henan.

Kaifeng was the provincial capital that was most severely affected by the locust plague.

……

Outside Kaifeng City, there was bare land everywhere.

The trees, bushes, and crops were almost all eaten clean by locusts.

What's more important is that Kaifeng was one of the first places to be hit by the locust plague, and the incident happened so suddenly that the people had no time to harvest the food.

Many people have no food stored at home!

After the locust plague, as food prices soared, many people were directly cut off from food.

In order to make a living, they had to abandon their homes and businesses and become refugees.

Kaifeng, as the capital of Henan Province, was one of the main gathering places for refugees.

Outside the city of Kaifeng, the porridge stalls opened by government officials and local wealthy businessmen were crowded with emaciated victims.

Although there were porridge stalls inside and outside Kaifeng, the amount of porridge provided was limited after all, and most of the victims were just barely able to survive starvation.

It is impossible to eat enough!

A car drove by, and Henan Provincial Governor Liang Feng looked out the window at the disaster victims huddled on the roadside, his eyes full of compassion.

But there was nothing he could do about it. The relief supplies from the court had not arrived yet, and the grain in the Kaifeng treasury was also limited.

Even though he asked the wealthy families in the city to set up porridge stalls to provide disaster relief, most of them did so. However, compared with the number of victims, the porridge provided by the wealthy families and the government was really a drop in the bucket.

Soon, Liang Feng's car stopped outside Kaifeng Railway Station.

He personally went to the train station to prepare to receive the relief supplies shipped by the court from the capital.

Liang Feng entered the train station, stood on the platform, and stood with his hands behind his back.

From time to time, I looked up towards the end of the railway in the distance.

"Xiao Lin, how long will it take for the train to reach Kaifeng Prefecture?"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Lin Song responded.

"To answer your question, sir, according to the scheduled schedule, the train will arrive in half an hour."

"This first batch of supplies includes 20000 tons of food, 3000 insect nets, and tons of various medicinal materials."

Liang Feng heard this and nodded.

"The imperial court really takes the disaster in Henan seriously..."

"The relief materials brought by the imperial court this time must be carefully counted and there must not be any mistakes."

"Tell anyone below you who dares to mess with the disaster relief supplies will be in trouble with me!"

"Then I will definitely have a hard time with him!"

Liang Feng knew that what the emperor cared about most was things like disaster relief.

The last time the Yellow River burst its banks and provided disaster relief, many people suffered as a result.

He is now at a critical juncture in his career whether he can get promoted or not, and he doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of those people!
Lin Song nodded to show that he understood.

Liang Feng and others waited at the train station for about half an hour, and then the train finally slowly pulled into the station.

Upon seeing this, Liang Feng immediately asked people to come forward to unload the goods and count the supplies, while he went forward to greet the officials in charge of escorting the supplies.

After a brief greeting, Liang Feng invited Hu Guangde, deputy director of the Strategic Material Reserve Bureau who was in charge of escorting the materials, to have lunch with him.

He and Hu Guangde have been friends for many years, but they haven't seen each other for several years. Now that they meet, they naturally want to have a good chat.

The two left the train station, got on a car, and went together to Fanlou, a famous restaurant in Kaifeng City.

Of course, this is not the Fanlou in the Northern Song Dynasty.

It is just an antique building rebuilt by later generations.

However, because he used the name Fanlou, his business was booming.

Unless you are a high-ranking official, it is not easy to book a table for a banquet in Fanlou.

Of course, this is nothing to Liang Feng, the governor of Henan Province.

Although the owner behind Fanlou has some background, he dare not offend Liang Feng, the governor.

Although the provincial governor does not have as much actual power as provincial governors and governors-general, he is still one of the top officials in a province.

No one dares to offend easily!
A car stopped outside Fanlou, and Liang Feng and Hu Guangde got out one after another.

Liang Feng stretched out his hand and spoke.

"Brother Hu, please!"

Hu Guangde smiled and raised his hand.

"Brother Liang, please!"

The two of them exchanged pleasantries and then walked into Fanlou together.

The restaurant's lobby manager came forward to greet him.

"This morning I heard a magpie calling in the tree outside the restaurant. I thought it was strange. It turned out that a distinguished guest was visiting."

"Master Liang, please come in, the private room has been prepared for you!"

Liang Feng nodded and said.

"Today, my good friend Lord Hu has come from the capital to Kaifeng to escort disaster relief supplies and deliver life-saving food supplies to the people of Henan."

"I must entertain Lord Hu well and ask your chef to serve all your signature dishes."

"Bring some more jars of good wine!"

Upon hearing this, the restaurant lobby manager nodded in agreement and said.

"Don't worry, Lord Liang. Since Lord Hu has sent disaster relief supplies, he is a great benefactor to the people of Henan."

"We, Fanlou, have established ourselves in Kaifeng thanks to the support of Henan people. This time, I will thank Lord Hu on behalf of Henan people."

Liang Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard this.

"Haha, well said, well said!"

However, Hu Guangde on the side kept waving his hands.

"No! No! No! I don't deserve it!"

"I am here only to follow orders. The people of Henan should thank Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liang Feng and said.

"Brother Liang, Henan is currently suffering from a disaster. Kaifeng is the epicenter of the disaster, and the people are starving. As officials, we must take the lead and not be too extravagant, lest we be criticized."

“It’s better to keep it simple!”

Liang Feng heard this, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Brother Hu is right. I will listen to you."

After that, he spoke to the lobby manager of the restaurant.

"Did you hear what Brother Hu said?"

"Don't be too extravagant. Keep it simple and serve a few of our Kaifeng specialties."

Upon hearing this, the lobby manager nodded in agreement.

He nodded and continued to flatter.

"Sir Hu, Sir Liang is truly a man of high moral character and integrity, and is worthy of being a role model for Tang officials..."

Liang Feng and Hu Guangde went up to the second floor together and entered a private room.

The two of them sat down and a maid came up to pour them tea.

The two of them drank Mingqian Longjing tea, of which one or two ounces of tea could be exchanged for an unknown amount of grain, while chatting about the current disaster in Henan.

"Last winter had very little snow, making it a rare warm winter. But that was also why a locust plague broke out in the summer this year."

Liang Feng said with a sigh.

Locusts lay their eggs in the soil in autumn.

If the winter weather is not cold enough to freeze the insect eggs to death, then after the spring comes, the locusts will multiply rapidly until a disaster occurs.

Hu Guangde took a sip of tea and continued to ask.

"Was there no sign before the locust plague broke out?"

"If there were a sign and we could take precautions in advance, would the situation of the locust plague be better?"

Liang Feng said with a helpless expression.

"There were signs. Since the beginning of spring this year, there has been almost no rain in Henan Province, and locusts have appeared sporadically in various places."

"However, the local people are too ignorant. When they discover locusts, instead of reporting to the government for prevention and control, they run to the locust temple to worship."

"By the time the government reacted, the locusts had already begun to wreak havoc and were difficult to control..."

These days, people are very ignorant.

When encountering many things, people like to attribute them to gods. For example, when encountering a locust plague, they would offer sacrifices to the locust god; when encountering floods, they would offer sacrifices to the Dragon King; when encountering a drought, they would fight against the drought demon...

Because the government officials of every dynasty were such assholes, when the common people encountered problems, they would rather pin their hopes on the illusory gods than deal with the government.

Regarding this, not to mention Liang Feng, even Emperor Li Yi could do nothing about it.

All he could do was to promote education and enlighten more people, thereby awakening people's wisdom and liberating them from ignorance.

Upon hearing this, Hu Guangde's expression became very complicated and he could only raise his glass.

"Drink tea, drink tea!"

"Brother Liang, don't think about it. Anyway, the disaster relief supplies from the imperial court have already arrived."

"Things will get better in the end!"

Seeing this, Liang Feng picked up the teacup in his hand and drank it all.

But I felt a little sad in my heart.

As a traditional scholar who received Confucian education since childhood, he was originally somewhat dissatisfied with the emperor's national policy of attaching importance to industry and commerce, opening up the sea to promote trade, and promoting the development of productivity through the industrial revolution.

In his view, if a country wants to develop stably, it should emphasize agriculture and suppress commerce, govern by inaction, and follow the example of the Three Dynasties.

But there is no way, Li Yi is the founding emperor.

With his prestige and power as the founding emperor, no one could oppose what he decided to do.

Although Liang Feng was dissatisfied with Li Yi's attitude of attaching importance to industry and commerce, he could only keep it to himself.

When doing things, it is even more necessary to implement the emperor's will and do things according to the emperor's ideas.

Otherwise, even though he was a high-ranking official, the emperor could remove him with just a word.

What the Tang Dynasty lacks the least is people who want to be officials!

However, now with the outbreak of locust plague in Henan, the imperial court mobilized a large amount of supplies to reinforce Henan's disaster relief in just a few days, and Liang Feng's thoughts changed a little.

Only then did he realize that the court's emphasis on the development of industry and commerce was not a bad thing.

Let’s take the example of mobilizing and transporting disaster relief supplies, not to mention anything else.

Throughout the dynasties, if a natural disaster broke out in a local area, it would take at least several months for the news to reach the capital, for supplies to be mobilized in the capital, and then for the supplies to be transported to the disaster area.

By the time the supplies are delivered to the disaster area, the flowers are already cold!

But now?

As the Tang Dynasty promoted the development of industry and commerce, new things such as railways and telegraphs began to be used on a large scale.

The Tang Dynasty took only a few days to complete the material mobilization and transportation tasks that would have taken several months in previous dynasties.

If it were the Qing Dynasty, the news of the locust plague in Henan would probably have just reached the capital by now.

But what about the Tang Dynasty?

The first batch of relief supplies has arrived in Henan.

The gap between them cannot be measured by common sense.

Liang Feng and Hu Guangde continued chatting. Soon, the dishes were served and Liang Feng immediately asked Hu Guangde to start eating.

"Brother Hu, try this. Carp baked noodles. Yanjin style. It tastes pretty good..."

Upon hearing this, Hu Guangde immediately picked up his chopsticks and picked up the dish in front of him.

Just as Hu Guangde picked up a piece of baked noodles with chopsticks and was about to put it into his mouth, the door of the private room was knocked from outside.

Liang Feng put down the wine glass and turned to ask.

"Who's outside? What's going on?"

As Liang Feng finished speaking, he heard his secretary Lin Song's reply from outside the private room.

"Your Excellency, it's me, Lin Song."

"I have something important to report!"

Liang Feng frowned slightly, but still spoke.

"Come in and talk!"

Then, with a creaking sound of door hinges, Lin Song walked in from outside.

He first glanced at Hu Guangde, his expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing this, Liang Feng said immediately.

"Just be frank. Brother Hu is not an outsider."

Upon hearing this, Lin Song immediately leaned over and said.

"Sir, I have just finished counting the disaster relief supplies, and the amount of food is a little off..."

Liang Feng couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"what's the situation?"

"How much difference?"

Lin Song continued to reply.

"In reply to your Excellency, according to the accounts sent from the capital, the amount of grain shipped this time should be 100,000 tons."

"But after a simple count, I found that there were only 87,000 tons, a shortfall of 13,000 tons..."

"The quantity is quite different. I dare not sign the receipt, so I report it to you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Liang Feng subconsciously looked at Hu Guangde opposite him.

In his opinion, if the quantity of grain transported was incorrect, then this matter was definitely related to Hu Guangde, the deputy director in charge of escorting the materials.

"Brother Hu..."

However, Liang Feng had just finished speaking when Hu Guangde, who was sitting opposite him, slammed the table and stood up with an angry look on his face.

"Asshole, who on earth dared to withhold disaster relief supplies from the imperial court?"

"Don't you know that these supplies are related to the life and death of the victims in the disaster area?"

"If I knew about this, I would make him pay!"

Of course, Hu Guangde was obviously pretending.

There was no way he was unaware of the discrepancy in the quantity of supplies he was responsible for escorting.

If the people below want to be greedy, they will definitely not be able to bypass him as the person in charge, and they will have to give him a share of the profits.

Corruption has always been like this. Although it cannot be said that there are no such cases where the people below take the initiative to eat alone and do not share the profits with the people above, they are definitely very rare.

Whenever there is corruption, there is a high probability that everyone on the same line has problems, and at the very least, the relevant person in charge must be involved.

In fact, the relevant person in charge at the top is the real ultimate beneficiary, and those who actually handle the matter are just white gloves.

The reason why Hu Guangde had this expression was that he had some other intentions...

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PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe three chapters!
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