Chapter 189 The means of rice shop, the majesty of the young master
"The price of food today is two to two to a penny."
Outside the rice shop of the Northern Chamber of Commerce, the shopkeeper took down the "Two Two One Dou" sign on the stall and replaced it with a "Two Two Two One Dou" sign inserted into the pile of rice.
Seeing this scene, the people who came to buy food all started shouting.
"Why has it increased again? This is only the third day, why is it so outrageous!?"
Many people's hands holding the rice bags trembled.
Two, two, two, and one dou of rice is really terrifying. It’s not rice at all.
Meat is not that expensive either!
"Hurry up and grab it. In two hours it will be sold for two, two or three buckets!" someone said helplessly.
"What a black heart!" someone said angrily.
"Then what can we do? At least we can survive if we have something to eat." Some people were helpless.
But even though it was only two to two dou of rice, there was still competition among people, and even people who bought the grain took the initiative to give their money to the rice merchants.
I'm afraid I'll be half a point behind others, and I won't be able to afford it if I add a few more coins after noon.
"I want to buy a hundred dou!" A man in brocade robes, surrounded by guards, squeezed forward and took out the banknote.
But he was scolded by the people around him: "It's only a few hundred dou a day. What will we eat after you buy it? Will we starve to death?"
"Whether you starve to death or not is none of my business. I can buy more if I have money. Why should you care?"
"How can this be done!"
At this time, the shopkeeper of the rice shop came out to smooth things over and said with a smile: "Haha, sir, we have a quota. Each person can only buy less than three buckets at a time. Otherwise, how many people in Suzhou will starve to death?"
"That's right..." The people around him actually agreed and immediately transferred their hatred to the rich man.
"What's so great about being rich? What a great shopkeeper!" Someone in the crowd actually praised the rice shop owner.
So more people began to praise the shopkeeper for his conscience and scolded the wealthy man who bought the grain.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Fang Jue couldn't help but sneered.
"It's really smart." Bai Qing also felt that it was an eye-opener. He had never seen such a method before.
Lin Bei was still a little confused: "What?"
"Deflecting conflicts, dividing the interior, confusing right and wrong...it would be a pity for such a person not to be an official." Fang Jue chuckled.
It turns out that some operations have been around since ancient times. The cunningness of the ancients cannot be underestimated.
"ha?"
Lin Bei finally came to his senses: "This, is this staged?"
Fang Jue rolled his eyes at him: "Let's go and meet Mr. Chu."
After saying that, he walked in front, with Bai Qing guarding him.
"General, what are you talking about with Mr. Bai and Master Bai?" Deputy General Cheng Jie also looked puzzled.
Lin Bei glanced at his lieutenant in the same way that the young master had glanced at him, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intellectual superiority.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? We surrounded the courtyard of the Northern Chamber of Commerce." Lin Bei pointed out.
Cheng Jie nodded, waved his hand, and the Yulin Army who followed behind quickly stepped forward.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Seeing that a large number of officers and soldiers were coming, the shopkeeper of Mipu was a little panicked, but he quickly calmed down.
The crowd also dispersed, making way for the officers and soldiers.
"Who is this sir?" The shopkeeper of Mipu naturally didn't recognize Fang Jue.
Fang Jue ignored him and glanced at Bai Qing.
Bai Qing stepped forward quickly and took out the "Two Two Two One Dou" sign inserted into the mountain of rice on the stall outside the rice shop.
After delivering the sign to Fang Jue, Bai Qing returned to the side, ready to draw the sword at any time.
The four surrounding soldiers of the Xuanjian Division were also on guard, because they all knew that they were here to cause trouble this time.
"Two two two two one fight?"
Fang Jue glanced at the shopkeeper and said coldly: "Are you selling rice, or delicacies from mountains and seas?"
"Ah?" The shopkeeper of Mipu quickly came over and secretly extended his hand to Fang Jue.
He was held by Bai Qing with one hand and saw a money bag in his hand.
"Okay, bribery in public, the evidence is conclusive." Bai Qing's face brightened slightly, he was very happy. There must be more criminals like this.
Caught on the spot, this is it.
"What?" The shopkeeper of Mipu was shocked. He thought it was an official who came to ask for protection money, but he didn't expect that he was looking for trouble.
The surrounding Yulin Army, who were responsible for the safety of the rice shop, immediately returned to the main force of the Yulin Army and no longer protected the rice shop.
"Does this gentleman want to uphold justice?" Someone in the crowd finally understood.
"When we fight two by two, I have long wanted to report it to the officials. Unfortunately, the rice shop is guarded by officers and soldiers. I thought the government had already colluded with them."
"Let me tell you, there is no way the imperial court will collude with these profiteers!"
Some people who were disappointed with the imperial court suddenly had some hope.
If there was really no way to do anything, who could be so numb and let others slaughter him?
"Don't be too happy yet. This gentleman is so young and his official position is not high. The Northern Chamber of Commerce has the endorsement of senior officials in the capital." Some scholars at the scene shook their heads, feeling that it was unrealistic to expect this young man to uphold justice.
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"That's right. At such a young age, I am afraid that I have just entered the officialdom, and at most I will be in the eighth rank. I know a few of the officials in the Northern Chamber of Commerce who are above the fifth and sixth rank..." An old gentleman shook his head and said.
"Eighth grade, what the hell is it for..."
"My lord, you'd better leave this person alone, don't let yourself lose your official position and your family..." Someone said unbearably.
The people sighed again and returned to despair.
After hearing these words, the shopkeeper of Mipu, who originally felt bad, became hardened.
He took a step back, pointed at Fang Jue's nose and cursed: "Just take it easy, I'm giving you face? Do you know how many high-ranking official friends my master has in the capital? You are a small official as big as sesame seeds and mung beans."
, dare to take care of such a big matter?"
The tips of his fingers almost touched Fang Jue's nose.
"puff--"
Bai Qing's sword was very fast, and Fang Jue only saw an afterimage, and then in front of him was a severed wrist spurting blood.
Bai Qing kicked the shop owner of Mipu with all his strength, and he flew away without even a drop of blood touching Fang Jue.
Fang Jue nodded, Bai Qing was cruel and ruthless, so it was suitable to use it at this time.
"ah!"
"My hand!"
The knife was so sharp that before the shopkeeper could feel the pain, the kick on his stomach caused him to convulse with severe pain.
Later, when he was helped up by the boy from Mipu, he realized that his right palm had been cut off, and pain immediately hit his forehead.
I almost bit my tongue.
"You are so bold that you dare to attempt to assassinate the young master of the court. It would be merciful to just cut off your hand!"
Before the people in Mipu could react, Bai Qing took the lead and struck a huge blow to the manager of Mipu.
"What?"
"Young Master?"
Bai Qing spoke slowly so that everyone present could hear him clearly.
The people in Mipu were immediately shocked.
The boy who was copying the guy said in surprise: "Young Master... what rank is it?"
"Young Master Prince?" The old gentleman in the crowd was extremely surprised.
A scholar also explained for everyone: "The prince's young master, the official residence is from the first rank... Oh my God, this is impossible, isn't it?"
"Such a young master?"
Suzhou is remote, and the story about the young master in the capital is only widely circulated among the big shots, and very few people below know about it.
Because most people don't even know the words, how can they read the court's notices?
"What is Cong Yipin?" some people asked.
The old gentleman smiled and said: "From the first rank, it is only half a rank lower than the chief minister of the cabinet."
"What rank is the chief minister of the cabinet?" the man asked again sincerely.
"..." The old gentleman and the scholar were both speechless.
The people present were not amused either, because most of them didn't know much about the official structure of the imperial court.
Many official names are not even known to the public.
Because most people, the official they hear most frequently in their lives is just a seventh or eighth grade county magistrate.
Only during the state capital assessment every four years, it is possible to see the master of Futai...and the Futai is only of the fourth rank. For many unimportant state capitals, the Futai is even only of the fourth rank.
The sudden appearance of a young master is naturally puzzling. To be honest, many people don't know that the imperial court even established this official position.
"Greetings to the Young Master..."
The clever one knelt down immediately.
No matter how big an official he is, if he looks like he can really uphold justice, that's enough!
"Greetings, young master!"
More people followed blindly, but also from the bottom of their hearts, hoping that this kneeling would enable this young master to help them escape the exploitation of these profiteers.
Those greetings made Fang Jue feel a mysterious and mysterious spiritual comfort.
This is probably the pleasure of power.
Fang Jue only experienced it for a moment and then took the initiative to wake up from it. He was not an official fan.
"The people of Daxia only kneel to their parents in heaven and earth, and they don't have to kneel before you. I don't think they are virtuous or capable. All fellow villagers, please get up quickly." Fang Jue hurriedly walked over and helped the eldest one up.