During these famine years, the security of Jinzhou City became extremely good.

After strict protection measures, even petty theft has disappeared, because if caught, the neighbors will be imprisoned.

Li Daochong rode a horse and walked around the city. When he saw the orderly streets, he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "You are really a capable minister and a good official. If you go back twenty years, I will definitely work with you. But in these days and days, it is difficult to be a good person.

, protecting your own future is the right way. Mr. Cai is in power, who can you and his son overthrow?"

The scholars in the prefectures and counties became more and more in awe of the prefect, and even a group of fans of Ju Ming appeared.

They recited Zhu Ming's poems and studied "Zhu's Suan Jing" for themselves. Even if they failed to pass the exam this year, they could use this to build relationships with the magistrates in the future.

Ju Ming tried his best and when the food was about to run out again, Qian Chen finally returned with the food fleet.

When Qian Chen saw him, he bowed and said, "I've kept you waiting for a long time. In Xiangzhou, there are too many merchants who go to the countryside to buy grain, and many of them are merchants from the north. The Wei family went through a lot of troubles in order to collect five thousand shi of wheat.

Mr. Xishang expressed his apology and gave an additional three hundred shi of corn to the disaster relief."

"It'll be good to come back. Brother Qian has lost weight." Zhu Ming said, holding Qian Chen's hand.

Qian Chen had indeed lost weight. He couldn't sit still in Dengcheng and followed the Wei family to the countryside every day to collect grain. After running around for many days, he could actually see his neck. He had no neck before.
Chapter completed!