In the main hall, Ji Xun was looking at the instructions presented by the right hand side. The invitation for the matter of si nong was quite in line with ji xun's thoughts, but the arrangement of the soldiers was far from the standard that Ji Xun wanted.
Ji Xun also understood that some things could not be rushed, and pointed out two shortcomings for the right to change back. As for the war department, which was supposed to be under Prime Minister Zuo's door, Ji Xun said that he had forgotten, at this time, he could not give such a good thing to the left to do.
The whole process of the ascension ceremony had been cut by 50 %, and Ji Xun still felt extravagant and wasteful, so the Ministry of Rites continued to improve, and now there was still a day and a half to prepare.
All the officials in the Ministry of Rites suddenly felt that their heads were too big. If they did not give them time to practice, if anything went wrong, it would be a big crime to lose their heads. Even if they killed nine races, it would not be too much.
After clearing out all the courtiers, the vassals met. Ji Xun did not exchange pleasantries and directly expressed his attitude. He just wanted food now, and the other gifts were not to his liking.
All the vassal kings were as big as an ox, and they could only wink at each other, unable to discuss the matter under Ji Xun's nose.
"Although the city of Qinling is a rich and prosperous place, it has been continuously requested by the court for food in recent years, and there is not much in stock now. I am willing to donate 200,000 yuan to relieve the worry of the border city." King qin nan was the first to make a statement, which immediately caused an uproar.
Although two hundred thousand loads of grain was not too much for the city of Qinling, with the help of this ancestor, the other vassals would not be able to do well. If they were less, they would not be loyal to the court and the new emperor, but they could not afford to take more.
Ji Xun waited for a while before clearing his throat, "Princes, you don't have to compare. Although king qin nan donated 200,000 tons of grain, he was within his means. He would not increase the burden on the people of the fiefs, nor would he let the city of Qinling run out of grain. Everyone would contribute a portion of their strength according to this ratio. Although the court urgently needed food to support the border, But we have to take into account the survival of the people and the grain and grass of the armies of the fiefs."
Ji Xun's words fell, and people came up with a number that they could accept but would not displease Ji Xun. It was just that the princes who had high yield of the land had donated one-third or even one-half of the stored grain, which was just a flesh ache. Those princes who had more remote land had donated one-third of the food, and they were vomiting blood.
In just half an hour, the vassal kings donated nearly three million tons of grain. Ji Xun smiled on the surface to express his gratitude for the generosity of the vassal king, but in his heart, he knew that the grain given by these princes could be old grain, and it was good to mix it with sand and stone. I was afraid that it would be moldy and unusable, so it would be good to convert it into 1.5 million tons of usable grain and grass.
Jixiang took out a cup of tea at the right time and gave it to Ji Xun, "With these hundreds of tons of grain and more than eight million tons of grain donated by Miss Su from all over the country, even if the court does not use the grain storehouse next year, it will be able to support the border for two years. The crown prince does not have to worry about the grain and grass."
"You servant, are you afraid that the imperial court will not have a war to fight? It will take two years to fight if there is sufficient food and grass. It would be better to get rid of these generals under your sole command and return to the fields." Ji Xun cursed at the sign, but there was a smile on his face.
But when they heard Jixiang's words, all the vassals were shocked. Ji Xun had so much food in his hands. Could they still stand on their own? Originally, everyone had the intention of fooling around, but now they had to consider whether they could bear the consequences. Even the total amount of land and food they had, together, could not be so much.
Some people focused on what Jixiang said about Miss Su.
If a woman could have this kind of ability, or Ji Xun's woman, how many capable people had Ji Xun online over the years? Su Mianyue had donated more than 800 tons of usable grain in the open, and how much grain did Ji Xun have in the dark?
These vassals all had their own hidden vaults and provisions, including their own army, so it was only natural that they were thinking about how many hidden armies Ji Xun had in his hands, which might be able to send troops behind them at any time.
Glancing at the various vassal kings, Ji Xun quietly withdrew his gaze, put down the teacup, and said to king ji of Yongan, "Listen to your orders, king Yongan."
"I'm here." Ji Qin quickly stepped forward and knelt down to receive the order.
"Three days later, you will lead 50,000 troops all the way north, and take the letters of the kings to all the fiefs to deliver grain to the army of Wu Yuqing. When the grain arrives, you will assist the deputy commander in Wu Yuqing's pacification of the war and return with the army triumphantly." Ji Xun issued the oracles in a deep voice, and Jixiang rushed to Ji Qin with the imperial edict.
"I accept the decree to thank you." Ji Qin raised the imperial edict and kowtowed excitedly.
Since ancient times, the emperor's most taboo was the prince's involvement in military power. However, ji xun not only gave Ji Qin the qualification to join the army, but also allowed him to be responsible for the food and grass issue. Although this did not necessarily end the possibility of Ji Qin colluding with other vassal kings, it was also a chance for him to make contributions.
When the other vassals saw this, they felt another pang of pain. They asked a prince to collect the grain. The land north of Capital City could not be fooled. Taking out the grain was equivalent to cutting the meat. They should not have promised so much food, but they didn't even have the chance to prepare it.
After Ji Qin returned to his throne, Ji Xun issued several oral orders, ordering several officials from the central court to collect grain from other fiefs. Although these officials were not here, these vassal kings knew well about the behavior of the officials from the central court and were all secretly hurt.
Ji Xun was kind enough not to leave everyone to eat so that they wouldn't faint.
When they returned to the back hall, Su Mianyue was setting the dishes, and the two of them were still in the same habit as before. They did not like to be served while eating, nor would they lavishly fill the table with dishes because of their different identities.
"I can tell from your expression that things are going well. Don't worry about it now?" Su Mianyue asked with a smile. He handed a bowl of chicken soup to Ji Xun before he sat down.
"Yue, you owe me eight million loads of grain and grass, so don't you worry?" Ji Xun asked in a low voice.
"Did I say when I would give you all the food?" Su Mianyue rolled his eyes, not explaining that it was a stopgap measure. After two mouthfuls of skimmed chicken soup, he continued, "I can give you the eight million tons of food whenever you want."
"You really do?" Ji Xun looked at Su Mianyue in surprise.
"No, it's 7.5 million tons. Sann is already on his way with food and grass. He will be able to reach the army first this month. Otherwise, my brother and those soldiers will have to eat mud to satisfy their hunger." Ji Xun was given a piece of crispy pork tenderloin. Su Mianyue blinked and said, "I've already sent someone to find out about those vassal kings. Since they don't want to tell the truth, let's turn what they say into the truth. A vassal king has so much food in his hands. It's always unsettling."
"Are you going to use flowers to offer buddha?" Ji Xun laughed and agreed with Su Mianyue.
"I can't help it. I've been very poor for the past few years. If I don't replenish my private treasury, I'll be running out of money. I have a lot of people to support." Su Mianyue then sighed, "But these rations are still far from enough. Besides the rations that the army needs, we still need to have enough grain reserves. In case of natural and man-made disasters, we won't be in a hurry, so those great lords and landlords who like to hoard grain should show their patriotism, but this project is too huge. It won't be over for a while."
Ji Xun looked at Su Mianyue speechlessly. His woman's brain circuit was really different. She was planning to ransack the whole country.
Thinking of the whole country shouting the slogan'the landlord's family has no surplus food', the style of painting is really indescribable.