Yan Biyun adjusted her underwear, picked up the purple skirt on the hanger and put it on. She combed her long hair carefully in front of the mirror, made a double bun, inserted jewelry between Yun's temples, and gave Su Jin to her.
The precious stone and gold necklace was carefully tied around her swan-like slender neck.
Su Jin watched her dressing up intently, feeling that every move she made was filled with a breathtaking beauty. She actually forgot that Yan Biyun had not answered his question yet.
Yan Biyun had finished dressing up. She turned around and looked at Su Jin's dull look. He chuckled and said, "Where did you come from? You came here in a daze early in the morning and didn't get out of bed. I have something to show you."
Su Jin smiled awkwardly and hurriedly got out of bed. He followed Yan Biyun to the table outside and sat down. Yan Biyun took out a box from a small cupboard. After opening it, there was a thick stack of letters and papers inside.
Yan Biyun picked up the top letter and handed it to Su Jin and said, "Take a look."
Su Jin took it and looked at the envelope. There was not a word on it, and he said in confusion: "Whose letter is it? Why does it not even have an address, recipient, or signature."
Yan Biyun said with a smile: "Do you still need these letters from your uncle? The letters sent by the servants at home are not delivered by the official express bureau. Are you worried that they will be sent to the wrong place?"
Su Jin nodded and said nothing, took out the letter and looked at it carefully. It was indeed a letter written by Yan Shu to Yan Biyun. The first part was about family affairs, and he said that everything was fine at home and he was in good health. It was obviously the answer to Yan Biyun's greetings. The second part was Yan Biyun's reply.
It gradually involved some recent affairs in the court and trivial matters in his tenure. The following words made Su Jin feel nervous. He was worried about food. The emperor called the court to discuss the matter, but the order to reduce meals was
'It's really a helpless move, and it's hard to solve the fundamental problem with just a drop in the bucket. Every time I think about this, I feel anxious..."
Su Jin sighed and said, "Has the imperial court finally found out about the severe drought in the south?"
Yan Biyun picked up the tea cup and poured a cup of tea for Su Jin. He sat next to Su Jin and said, "How could the imperial court not know about this? The drought in the south may have been reported to the imperial court a long time ago, but the imperial court did not pay attention to it; later, the drought
It is getting worse and worse, spreading to nearly 20 state capitals in the southern production areas. By then, there is nothing we can do."
Su Jin said: "It turns out that the meal reduction order is to save food. How much can it save? And how many people can actually implement this order? Is it possible that the people will eat one more meal and one less meal? Isn't it possible that the government will send people from house to house to watch? This
It’s too ridiculous and confusing.”
Yan Biyun frowned and said: "It is true that all this can only be done consciously. If you want to enforce it, it is impossible. The court is just setting an example. Save what you can. By next spring, every pill will be saved."
Food will become extremely valuable."
Su Jin remained silent, thinking carefully about the problem.
Yan Biyun continued: "I'm afraid my uncle will have a few more hairs on his head for this matter. As juniors, we can't help with such a major matter. It's really worrying."
Su Jin stood up and walked slowly, lowering his head and thinking. Yan Biyun looked at Su Jin, wondering what he was thinking, but did not interrupt her. She was used to Su Jin suddenly remaining silent and going back and forth when he was thinking about a problem.
The act of pacing.
"Sister Yan, I have a way, which may be able to solve the current predicament." Su Jin suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Biyun.
Yan Biyun raised her eyes and looked at Su Jin. Although she knew that Lang Jun was an intelligent man, it was really hard to believe that he had a way to solve such a big matter.
"You have a way? Can you do such a big thing?"
"Of course I can't do it..." Su Jin muttered: "But someone can do it."
"Who can do it? What method?" Seeing that Su Jin seemed confident, Yan Biyun felt a little convinced.
"Answer me a question first, is there really no food in the world?" Su Jin looked at Yan Biyun and said.
Yan Biyun thought for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said: "You mean..."
"Yes, my little Su Ji has more than 80,000 shi of grain in hand. Several major merchants in Luzhou have secretly stockpiled 300,000 shi. Think about it, there are more than tens of millions of giant merchants in the world doing grain business. If
If they say they have no food in their hands, I won’t believe them even if they are beaten to death.”
"Yes, the price of food in the south has soared nearly three times in a few months. It's not just you and the Luzhou Chamber of Commerce who are stocking grain. The south had a bumper crop last year and has abundant grain reserves. If there weren't many merchants purchasing grain, why would it have soared so fast.
"
"This is exactly the truth, and I have sent people to inquire about the grain-producing areas in Jingdong. The merchants in Yingtian, Bianliang, have already collected every drop of grain on the market. There is no grain in the market, and there is no grain in the official warehouse. However, the merchants'
There are countless grains stored in the secret granary."
"In your opinion, how many can there be?"
"I just made a rough estimate. The amount of grain stored by merchants is at least 50 million dan. Even if I can get 50% of it, it can help the court solve this concern."
Yan Biyun was both excited and surprised, and said: "How can there be so many?"
Su Jin said: "This is a rough estimate. The actual number may be more. Master Yan should have the names and business classification lists of all the merchants in the Song Dynasty. As long as we can know how many merchants and their scales deal with food in the Song Dynasty,
, you can get more accurate figures.”
Yan Biyun excitedly grabbed Su Jin's hand and said, "If this happens, you will not only relieve my uncle's worries, but you will also make a great contribution to the imperial court."
Su Jin reached out and touched her face and said with a smile: "Don't be too happy yet. Even if you estimate how much food you will have, you still need a good way to make these people spit it out willingly. Otherwise, isn't it all in vain?
"
Yan Biyun nodded and said: "This is the truth. For example, you, Su Ji, have hoarded a large amount of food. When others ask, you will definitely say that you have no food. Firstly, the court strictly investigates the crime of hoarding, and secondly, you want to make a lot of money by hoarding.
, how could you take it out willingly?"
Su Jin said: "That's right. This is the difficulty of this matter. You have to think of a good way to do it. Once it becomes self-defeating, these people will probably tighten their grip on the food supply. Not only will the matter not be accomplished, but it will be reversed."
If you write a letter to tell Mr. Yan about this bad reputation, you must remind him of this."
Yan Biyun Yingying stood up and suddenly stretched out her mouth to kiss Su Jin's face. This was the first time Yan Biyun took the initiative to kiss herself. Su Jin was flattered, covered her face and said: "This is..."
Yan Biyun blushed and said: "The slave family is very happy that Lang Jun can think of the court and the Yan family. Lang Jun seems to be different from before, and he is thinking more carefully."
Su Jin pretended to be disappointed and said: "It turns out it was because of this. I thought Dadong Yan gave me a kiss because he loved me, but it turns out it was because he was grateful."
Yan Biyun said angrily: "What's the difference?"
Su Jin said: "The difference is huge. If you love me, you will definitely kiss not here, but here."
Su Jinnu raised his mouth like a chicken's butt. Yan Biyun picked up a piece of pastry on the table and stuffed it into his mouth. The pastry was fragile, and Su Jin's mouth was covered with pastry crumbs, making it look more like a chicken.
Butt.
Yan Biyun couldn't help laughing as she looked at it, covered her mouth and bent over with a smile.
Su Jin had a grimace on her face, her hands were like chicken claws, and she struck directly at the beautiful woman's breasts, so frightened that Yan Biyun quickly retreated.
Su Jin was still waiting to attack, but Yan Biyun begged softly: "Stop making trouble. People outside are getting up. I bumped into people and I can't see them. It's time for you to go to the academy to study. Think about what you can do today."
, at night... at night... the slave family is going to see you, you have to find a way out, and the slave family has a secret to tell you. "
Su Jin originally wanted to pester him and ask about some secret, but looking at the bright sky outside, he really didn't have time. Fang Zimo was not someone to be trifled with, even though Su Jin was already a famous figure in the hospital, even though Su Jin's reputation as a water tune singer had spread all over the world.
In the entire Yingtian Mansion, as long as someone is late, this old man will not tolerate it and will still swiftly wave the ruler to punish him.
Su Jin had no choice but to get up, take advantage of Yan Biyun's unpreparedness, hug him over and nibble on it for a while, then let go of Yan Biyun, wiped his mouth with satisfaction and left.
Yan Biyun's face turned red, and he could not stand firmly while holding on to the table. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes and hair, and whispered softly: "Enemies!".
Yan Biyun thought for a moment, then came to the side of the case, polished ink and laid paper, and after a moment of thought, he picked up a brush and wrote: "I pay my respects to my uncle, I have received the family letter. There may be a solution to the worries that my uncle mentioned;
Today Su Jin mentioned..."
In a short while, Yang Yangshasha wrote several pages of paper, sealed them after drying, and ordered people to rush to the capital.dd