Chapter 513: The prophecy is like a mystery, the snow falls silently (Part 2)
The rolling mountains are covered with white snow. Looking from a distance, it looks like a new dress between heaven and earth, pure and white. Between the undulating mountains, you can occasionally see the rolling rivers, and small cities dotted in the distance of the field of vision.
The crowds gathered together, creating a different scene from this white sky. This was a slightly sunny day between snowfalls. In Shandong, outside the city gate of Daming Mansion, business travelers could still be seen coming in and out.
A team of more than ten porters was entering through the city gate at this time. The leader gave some copper coins to the soldiers guarding the city gate, and the two sides chatted for a while.
"...Although the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, everything is not peaceful. Our Daming Mansion is still a good place. If you go west to north from here, I heard that people are beheading people recently."
"...Oh, killing so powerfully?"
"Oh, we're going to kill the big grain growers and the evil grain dealers right away. We're going to kill them immediately without waiting for autumn. Don't you know? The price of rice has also increased here, but not by much. It can still last a few days."
Happy birthday..."
After a few words of greeting, the team of porters entered the city. Although they looked like porters, they were not actually farmers working alone. The mountains were blocked by heavy snow, making the roads difficult to walk. In some places, the methods of robbers became more cruel. In this weather,
When there is no food in the house, if you encounter fat sheep, you will basically kill them one by one. The "morality" of leaving you some travel expenses or food rations on weekdays is out of the question. This team of porters is actually a small place.
The escort team that came over, some of the men in the team were farmers, some were gangsters, they were organized to take advantage of the bad roads and high prices to make money.
The leader took them to the nearby Escort Bureau to deliver the goods, and then went to the cheapest inn in the city to find a place to settle down. The goods had been delivered, and now I had some money on hand to buy a bigger place.
It was a matter of course to bring the goods back. The leader wanted to take advantage of the return trip to see if there was any other business, so he asked around and inquired. At noon, he asked about the shortage of food in the northwest and the inflated food prices, and considered
Thinking that he and his group could make a lot of money by buying some rice from Daming Mansion, he asked several people, but the opinions they got were inconsistent.
This team comes from a small place, and most of the people among them have not seen much of the world. Some just said that they listened to their elder brother, but they still looked a little hesitant, and some said that they had been out for too long and the weather was like this, so they wanted to go back early.
The leading man asked several people and knew that there was no solution, so he went to find a few people he thought were key.
Most of the group of people dispersed at this time. Some were wandering around the city and had not returned yet, some were staying in their rooms, and some were more or less luxurious and bought some cheap food to eat and drink in nearby restaurants. The leading man went there
When he arrived at the door of the tavern, he saw one of the people he was looking for. He was a man squatting on the steps, wearing simple clothes. The raincoat he was wearing had been placed in the room, but the bamboo hat had not been taken off. Even though he was squatting, he could not
It could be seen that he was quite tall. The leading man squatted down next to him. The other man glanced at him and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother Fang." It was neither salty nor light, just a casual address.
There were several terrible scars on the face under the bamboo hat, which ruined his original handsome face. His eyes were now like stagnant water, sometimes giving people the impression that he could not laugh. The former leopard head
Lin Chong was squatting on the roadside, eating a cold coarse-grain steamed bun in small bites.
The leader named Fang will not look down upon him, because he understands that although this scarred man is usually taciturn and easy to bully, he is actually very skilled in martial arts. As for how high he is, he doesn't understand.
He knew that if the other party really took action, he and his entire group might not be his opponents. They might have suffered some great tragedy and ended up living in a small village. This was also the reason why he came to find him.
"Brother Mu, I just made some calculations with a few friends. In the northwest, food prices have risen very high. Now the mountains are blocked by heavy snow and food is not good. So I think we have come out anyway, so we might as well take this opportunity.
, make more money and then go back, as long as you can get to Hebei..."
In order to convince this "Brother Mu", the man surnamed Fang vividly described the profitability of this matter. He talked for a while, and the other party finally turned his head again: "I'm sorry, Brother Fang, I... I have to rush
When you go back, you go find someone else..."
"Uh..." The man surnamed Fang couldn't hide his disappointment on his face, but then he smiled and said, "Okay, it doesn't matter, I understand, I know you want to go back to accompany your mother-in-law, hahahaha..."
Just as he was saying this, there was a sudden flutter on the other side of the road, as if someone was coming, disturbing the shops on both sides. The man surnamed Fang looked over, and under the bamboo hat, Lin Chong put the cold steamed bun into his mouth
, then I heard a voice coming over suddenly.
That was a sound he... never thought he would hear again.
"Wahahahahaha——" The evil smile, with a long tail sound, echoed on the streets of Daming Mansion, "Gu-Liang-Gu Liang, don't run away, the weather is so cold, is my little golden monkey?
Hiding to keep warm...fuck you! You are so ugly and you come out to hang out. You are not afraid of scaring people on a cold day. My little golden monkey must have nothing to do with you... In front of you, that cool guy in front of you, you don't want it
Run, the weather is so cold, of course you have to hug each other to warm yourself up——"
The man surnamed Fang murmured: "Is this the new tyrant in Daming Mansion that the shopkeeper just told me..." He didn't notice that the teeth of his companion beside him were trembling, and his whole body was unusually tense.
When he got up, the hand that was not holding the bun, and his whole body, were trembling slightly.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, my father is Gao Qiu! Don't block the way!" It seemed that the second girl did not arouse his interest. The man who made this voice walked forward. Beside him, in front of him,
Behind him were seven or eight guards, with their teeth and claws showing. Anyone who moved slower would be violently pushed away by the other party. Seeing the other party approaching, the man surnamed Fang quickly stood up and took a step back. Beside him,
The man wearing a bamboo hat squatted there without moving. A guard came over and kicked him over: "I told you not to block the road! A good dog doesn't block the road!"
That kick hit the man's shoulder, and his body leaned to the side. His left hand was silently supported on the ground. In his right hand, he grabbed the steamed bun and dropped it to his waist.
The guards used the name of Taiwei's Mansion and passed by in a high-profile manner. The person who kicked him just passed by. Gao Mu'en came pacing with an unhappy expression: "Huh~huh~huh~huh~"
No one noticed that the man on the steps had tightened his body like a cheetah. He put one hand on the ground as a fulcrum, and his feet gathered strength. As long as he let go of the bun and held the knife on his waist,
Handle, what happens on the road next moment will be a shocking murder.
He did not raise his head. In his eyes, Gao Muen's boots crossed the road. The shortest distance between the two was just two steps. He gritted his teeth and prepared to rush out...
"Don't - block - the road -"
The guard knocked over a small stall in front of him, and a group of people walked through the street here. The man surnamed Fang saw his companion being kicked, and after turning his body sideways, he maintained that posture for a long time. He patted the other party on the shoulder.
: "Brother Mu, we can't afford to offend that person."
The other party stood up and looked at him. The man surnamed Fang looked slightly startled. For a moment, he didn't know how to describe the blood color in the other party's eyes, but then he said: "Then... I will go in first, Mu
Brother, please think about it, I’ll ask other people..."
Lin Chong walked into the tavern in a daze. At this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking. He wanted to kill Gao Mu'en at that moment. As long as he made a sudden move, seven or eight guards around him, including Gao Mu'en, would be killed.
, none of them could survive. At that moment, what flashed through his mind might be the power of the Taiwei Mansion, or a certain woman waiting for him in the small village, or nothing could sound so specific, just in his head.
It's buzzing and screaming...
Someone was talking and chatting in the tavern, and a noun flashed into his ears.
"...Do you know that it was the old hero Zhou Dong...the iron-armed Zhou Dong...in two months, he picked 27 villages in a row...forced them to release grain...Do you know how many people have died because of him?
And survived..."
He thought of his master, and that thunderous kick came to his chest again.
"...What are you doing here!"
"Arrogant person...you are a rebellious person...come here and kill me!"
"The moral principles in my heart are never forgotten, hahahaha——"
"Fuck you-"
Once upon a time, there was such a world that belonged to Gao Mu'en, Zhou Tong, and perhaps part of it belonged to him. But now, Gao Mu'en has done evil in Daming Mansion, and the master... is a knight in the world. And he... has nothing
there is none left……
What to do, what the master wants him to do, what he wants to do, and what she wants him to do...
With his mind buzzing, his hand touched the handle of the knife and stood up from there. Walking out of the tavern, the field of vision in front became very narrow, but he still followed the direction and followed Gao Mu'en.
He passed by, and not long after, he also saw the backs of the group of people.
He just followed all the way until... Gao Mu'en walked into the large courtyard gate guarded by officers and soldiers.
He hid in the alley, punched the wall, and then punched again. Bang, bang, bang.
The blue brick wall showed cracks like spider webs.
"Master...Father..."
Between his lips, what he struggled to say was an inaudible name, but what flashed through his mind at this moment was the appearance of a woman in a village in the distance. Because he refused to admit this,
The image disappeared in a flash.
Tonight, I'm going to kill him tonight...
This is what he was thinking in his heart... Wait until he is ready to kill him...
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Throughout his subsequent life, Gao Mu'en did not know that his final encounter with Lin Chong occurred under such circumstances. Even if he knew, he did not care at all.
The purpose of his coming to Daming Mansion was to have fun, but in the name of the outside world, he came to do business and fulfill his responsibilities as a government official to make money and land.
Regarding this food shortage, anyone with the ability would more or less want to make a fortune. Gao Qiu had long exchanged letters with Liang Zhongshu of Daming Mansion and was ready to cooperate. After Gao Muen came over, he was in a
With a small sense of responsibility in his heart, he did not have any involvement in this grain harvest.
Of course, following a big family to collect grain is actually a simple job. Master Chen who followed him this time is the leader of the Taiwei Mansion, and Liang Taishu is naturally on the other side. Once Gao Muen asks, Master Chen will more or less tell his family
The young master introduced the progress of the grain harvesting. In the early stage, it was smooth sailing. Gao Muen also felt that he was going to make a big splash this time and make a lot of money to show to his father. He was somewhat proud of it.
Looking for flowers and asking for willows is his main business. He only inquires about grain harvesting during his spare time from "work", and occasionally gives orders. Master Chen is naturally obedient and says he has complied with it. However, in recent times, under Master Chen
From what I heard, the process of collecting food this time did not seem so smooth.
The imperial court severely cracked down on grain harvesting, and used various methods, especially after the snowfall, and used murderous methods. The news that Gao Muen heard from Mr. Chen clearly indicated that the situation was not good. It was said that some retail investors had become loose, and he himself
I'm afraid Bian's income will not be as high as expected. Gao Mu'en said: "Of course, the Right Prime Minister is very powerful. You ordinary people can't fight him." It seems that if you want to fight the traitor, you can only take action on your own.
Then he asked: "What's the plan?" The other party's suggestion was to write a letter back and ask the Taiwei Master to put pressure on him, so he naturally did so. In fact, Liang Zhongshu was the son-in-law of Cai Taishi, so he would definitely write it. But later it turned out that
Look, they still haven't stopped the drop in food prices.
The weather has been cold recently. I went out for a run this morning but couldn't find a suitable girl, which made Gao Mu'en quite unhappy. Returning to the Liang Mansion, Master Chen came over again. It seemed that the price of food had indeed dropped a lot, and it couldn't be raised.
He went up and asked Gao Muen for his opinion. Gao Muen said: "I told you before! That old thief Qin Siyuan is very powerful, but you don't listen. And that Ning Liheng... I don't even want to talk about him! Now the food supply
The price is fifteen taels. If you can't raise it, you can't raise it. We still make a profit. If we make a profit, sell it as soon as possible. If it doesn't fall all the way, sell it as soon as possible. The more you sell, the more money you will make."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He cursed: "Why do you ask me about such a simple matter, Master Chen, I have long known that you, an old guy, are not worthy of your name..."
Mr. Chen only promised: "Old and old, naturally I can't compare with the talented people in the yamen. If the yamen opens my mouth, the old man will sell..."
"Go quickly, go quickly, while I have money to make, I want to make more. Otherwise, how will I explain it when I go back? If you don't show off and make me lose money, I will skin you!"
Master Chen hurried away, and in the evening, Liang Zhongshu came over and asked Gao Mu'en why he wanted to sell grain. Gao Mu'en said that if he didn't sell it, he would not make any profit, which made the other party dumbfounded. He really couldn't scold Gao Mu'en.
During this time of grain harvesting, these big households who can control the grain price trend are like an alliance. Everyone has a tacit understanding. Whoever sells grain first will basically offend the public. Just like the Guo family, if they are not forced to the point of death, the other party will give them.
They didn't dare to release food at all to find a way to survive. Zuo Duanyou released food because of his respected status and others didn't dare to say anything.
Of course, Lieutenant Gao was also part of the group of people with high status, and Gao Muen was a stupid young man. He was not afraid of offending anyone, and he would not understand what he said. Liang Zhongshu had no choice but to ask Gao Muen to quickly take back the order he issued, and then told him
After a long time, Gao Muen pretended to agree, then turned to Master Chen and said, "You must not change it. I can see that this old guy saw that something was wrong and wanted to sell the grain, so he deliberately told us not to sell it.
So as not to rob his buyer. How can you deceive me?"
Liang Zhongshu probably never thought that he would insert such a pig teammate before. In fact, the real pig teammate is Master Chen. He is going to help the Taiwei Mansion make money. Now it seems that the profit is less and the other party is about to die.
He couldn't afford to offend anyone, so he deliberately encouraged Gao Mu'en to issue orders. This was the only way to survive in a big family.
Master Chen's desire to sell grain represents the thoughts of some of the original large grain farmers. It also means that during this period, their confidence is not as strong as before. But it is true that the power of the Prime Minister's Office has made great achievements in this disaster relief.
Victory is not like that.
From the moment the snow fell, the northern and southern parts of the Wu Dynasty seemed to have sounded the clarion call for the final battle of this disaster relief. Both sides started fighting in the most violent way they could. In shopping malls, officialdom
On the road, north and south, golden palace and court. All the efforts that can be invested have been invested. The intensity of disaster relief is astonishing, and the intensity of obstacles is also astonishing. The fluctuations in food prices in various places are complicated and complicated, and everyone's intentions
There were many changes, businessmen were beheaded, officials were dismissed, disputes continued in the court, and small and medium-sized conflicts in various places also continued to arise.
The entire disaster relief situation is like an old huge millstone. Its wheels sweep across the world. While grinding the enemy, it itself is constantly disintegrating and peeling off due to the huge resistance and erosion. And like this
The war continued until this time.
Time goes back to the beginning of the snow. The disaster relief department adopts a multi-pronged approach, and the most drastic method used first is to kill people...