After signing the memorandum of understanding, Yang Yuanqing personally sent Xiao Yu out of Ziwei Pavilion and asked him with a smile: "I have ended my mission, will Xiao Xiangguo not consider his personal affairs? For example, meet the Queen Mother."

Xiao Yu is the brother of Empress Dowager Xiao. Although he was just a small task to meet his sister, he shook his head, "What can we say when we meet? In the turbulent times of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, peace is a great blessing. Take care of each one! Your Highness, please stay."

He looked at Yu Wenshiji again. Yu Wenshiji was ten feet away from him at this time and was walking slowly, obviously not wanting to go back with him.

Xiao Yu disliked Yu Wenshi very much. First of all, Yu Wenshi was Yu Wenshi's son, and Yu Wenshi was Xiao Yu's political enemy. They were always mortal enemies, so Xiao Yu naturally couldn't like Yu Wenshi's son.

Secondly, Xiao Yu is the uncle of Princess Nanyang. He could not tolerate the Yuwen brothers killing the monarch and hated the house and the mistress. He had no good expression on Yuwen Shiji.

However, in front of Yang Yuanqing, Xiao Yu needed to protect the face of the Tang Dynasty and did not want outsiders to see internal strife in Tang ministers.

"Yuwen Censor, are you going back with me or going back to the inn by yourself?"

Yu Wenshi was worried that there was no excuse to stay, so Xiao Yu obviously gave him a step. He quickly bowed, "The Prime Minister takes one step first, and the officials have some private matters, and then come back."

Xiao Yu couldn't help but snorted, his eyes full of dissatisfaction with Yu Wen Shiji. Does he really want to meet his sister?

But his current identity represents the Tang Dynasty and is the envoy of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He talks about private affairs in the Jinyang Palace. Wouldn't it be a joke for all the people in the world if it is spread? How could he explain to the emperor?

This Yu Wenshi was so confused that he even forgot the basic way of becoming an official. After returning, he would sue him for a good lawsuit, so he would just let him explain to the emperor!

Xiao Yu ignored him and turned around and left. In fact, Yu Wenshiji also knew that it was inappropriate for him to stay, which would make people think that he had an affair with the Sui Dynasty. However, when he thought of his wife and children, he could not take care of anything. Yu Wenshiji looked at Xiao Yu's back and couldn't help but sigh.

Yang Yuanqing stood beside him. Seeing his face full of dismay, he smiled and patted his shoulder. "Do you really want to meet?"

Yu Wenshi nodded silently. Even if Li Yuan said he was accused of the enemy, he would never regret it.

Yang Yuanqing is also a husband and a father. He can understand Yu Wenshiji's pain. Last time he said a few words to him in Zhongyuan, asking him to use the opportunity of negotiation to meet his wife and children. Unexpectedly, he really came. Out of sympathy, Yang Yuanqing also decided to help him.

He turned around and waved his hand. He called a guard forward and ordered him, "Take the envoy Yuwen to the inner palace and tell the Empress Dowager, and say it was my intention. Please ask her to arrange for Princess Nanyang and the envoy Yuwen to meet."

The guards led the order and said to Yu Wenshi: "Please come with me!"

Yu Wenshi was moved and bowed deeply to Yang Yuanqing, "The kindness of the King of Chu is remembered in his heart."

After that, Yu Wenshi took a deep breath, turned around and followed the guards to the inner palace. After watching Yu Wenshi walk away, Yang Yuanqing returned to his official room.

When he returned to the official room, Du Ruhui and Cui Junsu had been waiting for him for a long time, "Sit as you like!"

After more than an hour of negotiation and signing, Yang Yuanqing was also a little tired. He sat down in his seat and held the tea cup casually, but found that the tea was actually hot. He smiled and pointed his fingers at the two of them.

Cui Junsu smiled and said, "I am not so careful. It was the tea that the tea boy had exchanged for His Highness."

Du Ruhui also smiled and said, "Your Highness fought with the Tang envoy for the food of the Great Sui Dynasty. It is also appropriate to pour your highness a cup of tea."

Yang Yuanqing sucked the hot tea gently, and a warm feeling poured into his chest and abdomen along the tea water. He felt very happy. He put down the tea cup and then said to the two: "It's not easy! We have obtained 500,000 stones of grain, and half of the Tang Dynasty's family's family was hollowed out, and there are 300,000 stones of grain from the Dugu family. They are going to give us three years, and this year we will give 100,000 stones first. This cunning family."

Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but scold the Dugu family. Dugu Zhen changed the promised 300,000 stones of grain to three years on the excuse of being afraid that Li Yuan knew that the Dugu family had something to do with the Sui Dynasty.

Although it was a reason to be afraid that Li Yuan would know, Yang Yuanqing knew that the real reason was that the Dugu family was swaying from both sides, and they were unwilling to bet completely on the Tang Dynasty or the Sui Dynasty, and they were always reserved.

Although Yang Yuanqing was dissatisfied with the Dugu family, Du Ruhui and Cui Junsu did not take the Dugu family to heart. They looked at each other and they just nodded silently.

Yang Yuanqing couldn't see joy in their eyes and couldn't help but be stunned, "What, isn't it enough?"

Du Ruhui smiled bitterly, "It should be said that it is barely enough."

Yang Yuanqing frowned slightly, "What does it mean to be enough? With the food from the Tang Dynasty and the Dugu family, how much food do we have now stored?"

Du Ruhui said: "The Tang Dynasty and Dugu family had about 600,000 stones of grain. In addition to the official warehouse, we had a total of 1 million stone of grain. It is indeed enough to deal with the hungry people in the Central Plains and Hebei, but if any accidents happen, I'm afraid it's still a little nervous."

Yang Yuanqing knew Du Ruhui. If he was not sure, he would not say anything unexpected, and there must be something wrong with it.

“What the hell happened?”

Du Ruhui sighed slightly, "Your Highness, then I will just say that this year may be a year of disaster. The whole north is full of severe drought, and none of them are spared from Qingzhou to Guanzhong."

After Du Ruhui's statement, Yang Yuanqing suddenly realized that it seemed that it had not rained much from June to now, and it had been very hot, but he did not associate agriculture with it.

Du Ruhui said again: "We originally wanted to buy the surplus grain from farmers at a high price, but it was very unsuccessful. The farmers all said that the harvest will be a bad harvest this autumn, so they refused to sell the grain. Alas! Actually, I should have thought that the summer harvest is the Little New Year, and the autumn harvest will not be very good either."

"Didn't you say enough at the beginning? Why isn't it enough now? How much food is there?"

Yang Yuanqing became a little anxious. Du Ruhui once told him that as long as he added 500,000 or 600,000 stones of grain, he could deal with it until next summer, and the negotiations with the Tang Dynasty were just over. Now Du Ruhui said that it was not enough, which really made Yang Yuanqing a little dissatisfied.

Du Ruhui felt the dissatisfaction in Yang Yuanqing's tone, and quickly stood up to apologize, "Report to your highness, you really didn't think about it carefully, please punish me!"

Yang Yuanqing felt helpless. What's the use of punishing Du Ruhui now? He had to wave his hand helplessly and said, "Forget it, Prime Minister Du is clear, where isn't he thinking about it?"

Du Ruhui sighed and said, "At that time, Beizhi realized that the autumn harvest would not be good either. So according to the estimates of the disaster year, if we only deal with Hebei and Central Plains, one million stone of grain could barely support it. However, Beizhi did not consider the impact of the hungry people in the seven counties of Qingzhou. I heard that there has been no rain there for three months, and the drought is the most serious. In addition, Dou Jiande, Song Jingang and Liu Heita's army fought for several months, which has a great impact on agriculture. The summer harvest has been greatly affected. If the harvest is bad in autumn, the hungry tide will inevitably explode. Your Highness, we have to prepare for the future!"

Yang Yuanqing felt that his head was as big as a bucket. In the fifth year of Daye, the Sui Dynasty reserved 12 million stones of grain, which led to the final demise of the Sui Dynasty.

Now they only have one million stones of grain stored in their hands, but they have to deal with the tragic Hebei and Central Plains, but they are in a disaster year again. Can they cope?

Yang Yuanqing had no idea at all, so he said to Du Ruhui: "Prime Minister writes a detailed report! I will give you ten days to estimate it carefully and take into account all possibilities. I need to know how much food we still lack?"

Du Ruhui bowed and stepped down. Yang Yuanqing glanced at Cui Junsu. Seeing his serious face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is there any problem with Prime Minister Cui?"

Cui Junsu bowed slightly and said, "The problem is not a problem, it can be regarded as a potential crisis! I want to talk to Your Highness about the Turks."

The official room finally became quiet, with only Yang Yuanqing left. Yang Yuanqing stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the sunset in the distance. The sunset shone in front of the window, smearing a layer of magnificent purple on Ziwei Pavilion.

If it were in the past, Yang Yuanqing would have enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the sunset, but at this moment, he felt that the sunset was particularly dazzling and bright, which meant that the weather would be clear for the next few days.

At this time, he was extremely looking forward to the rain and drought. These two words that were heavier than lead blocks were pressed heavily in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, he had never been worried about drought. But now, Yang Yuanqing wanted to consider the whole world that drought would be a hurdle that he could not overcome.

After all, it is still a problem of food. One stone of rice is only 120 kilograms, which is enough for a family to eat for two months. If you save a little, you can last for three months.

There are about 3 million families under his jurisdiction. Even if 20% of the people need relief, it is still 600,000 families. If it is calculated in half a year of relief, it will require 1.2 million stones of grain. But if we consider the outbreak of hunger in Qingzhou, it will require at least 1.5 million stones of grain, and the gap is about 500,000 stones.

The only way is to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. It is far from enough to reduce expenditure alone. We must find a way to increase revenue, but where can he find this 500,000 stone of grain?

Yang Yuanqing tried his best to do his best, and his eyebrows were so sad that he couldn't even stretch out his eyebrows.

Yu Wenshi and his wife Princess Nanyang sat face to face. Because Yang Yuanqing spoke, Empress Xiao put huge pressure on her daughter and forced her to come to see Yu Wenshi.

Princess Nanyang had no choice but to meet her old husband, her current enemy. She said nothing. They had already broken up with affection and had no resources to talk about.

Princess Nanyang wore a veiled hat, making Yu Wenshi unable to see her face. The two sat face to face for a quarter of an hour. Yu Wenshi finally broke the silence and asked, "Where is the Zen master, why don't you see him?"

The Nanyang Princess said coldly: "He is studying in the Imperial College. You can go see him. If he is willing to follow you, you can also take him to Chang'an. I will not stop him."

Yu Wen Shiji's eyes suddenly turned red. He stood up and knelt down in front of Princess Nanyang, and tears burst out, "A couple has been kind to each other for a hundred days. We have been married for more than ten years. Do you remember any kindness?"

The Nanyang Princess shook her head slowly, "I am not a heartless person, but the death of my father has made it impossible for us to reunite again. On one side is the love of husband and wife, on the other side is the family of father and daughter. I cannot choose, I can only choose to escape."

Princess Nanyang also burst into tears. She took off the hat and immediately shocked Yuwen and saw that her wife Princess Nanyang had no hair on her head, and her naked head. Princess Nanyang sighed, "I have converted to Buddhism, and my Dharma name is Wangchen, donor Yuwen, take care of you!"

She said softly, "Amitabha!" and turned around and left the hall. Yu Wenshi felt that his eyes became extremely dark and he could no longer see the future. His heart seemed to be pierced by millions of sharp arrows. Looking at his wife's back, he shouted in a crying voice: "A Luo!"

Princess Nanyang was shocked, but she did not turn around and left. Yu Wenshiji knelt on the ground and burst into tears. The couple's relationship for more than ten years disappeared.
Chapter completed!