Chapter 545: The prophecy is as silent as the falling snow (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. Among the undulating mountains, you can occasionally see a long river, and small cities are dotted in the distance of the field of vision. Due to the gathering of people, it shows a scene different from this white world. This is a slightly sunny day between snowfalls. In Shandong, outside the city gate of Daming Mansion, you can still see business travelers 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."
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"Oh, we're going to kill the big grain growers and the unscrupulous grain dealers right away. We won't wait until autumn. Don't you know? The price of rice has also risen here, but not by much. It will still last a few days." Happy birthday..."
After a few words of greeting, the team of porters entered the city. Although he looks like a porter, he is actually not a single farmer. Heavy snow has blocked the mountains, making the roads difficult to walk. In some places, the methods of robbers have become more cruel. If there is no food in this kind of weather, if you encounter fat sheep, they will basically kill them one by one. On weekdays, I will leave some for you. The "morality" of family travel expenses or food rations is out of the question. This team of porters is actually an escort team from a small place. Some of the men in the team are farmers and some are gangsters. They are organized to take advantage of the bad roads and high prices to make money.
The leader led them to the nearby Escort Bureau to deliver the goods, and then went to the cheapest inn in the city and found a place to settle down. The goods have been delivered, and I now have some money on hand. It is natural to buy some goods from a large place and go back. The leader wanted to see if there was any other business he could do on his way back, so he asked around. At noon, he asked about the shortage of food and the inflated price of food in the northwest. He thought that he and his group could make a lot of money by buying some rice from Daming Mansion and picking it up. He asked a few people, but what he got was Intentions are not consistent.
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 it was such a weather. Want to go back early. The leading man asked a few 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. . When the leading man went to the door of the tavern, he saw one of the people he was looking for. He was a man in simple clothes squatting on the steps. The raincoat he was wearing had been placed in the room, but the bamboo hat had not been taken off yet. Even when squatting, you could see that he was quite tall. The leading man squatted down next to him. The other party glanced at him and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother Fang." It was neither salty nor light, just a casual call.
There were several terrible scars on the face under the bamboo hat, which ruined his originally handsome face. His eyes were like stagnant water at this time, which sometimes gave people the impression that he could not laugh. The former leopard-headed Lin Chong was now 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 scar-faced man is usually taciturn and easy to bully, he is actually very skilled in martial arts. As for how high it was, he couldn't figure it out. He only knew that if the other party really took action, he and his entire group might not be his opponent. They might have suffered some great tragedy and ended up living in villages and towns. This was also the reason why he came to find him.
"Brother Mu, I just made a calculation 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 can come out anyway. Now, you might as well take this opportunity to make more money before going back, as long as you can get to Hebei..."
In order to convince this "Brother Mu", the man surnamed Fang vividly described the profit of this matter. He talked for a while, and the other party finally turned his head again: "I'm sorry, Brother Fang, I... have to go back in a hurry. 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 commotion on the other side of the road, as if someone was coming, disturbing the shops on both sides. The man surnamed Fang looked over. Under the bamboo hat, Lin Chong put the cold steamed bun into his mouth, and heard a voice suddenly coming over.
That was a sound he... never thought he would hear again.
"Wahahahahaha——" the evil smile, with a long tail, sounded 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 here to keep warm... Damn it! You're so ugly and you still come out to hang out. It's cold and you're not afraid of scaring people. My little golden monkey must have nothing to do with you... That one in front of you. It's cool, Don’t run away, it’s so cold, of course you have to hug each other to warm yourself up——”
The man surnamed Fang murmured: “Is this what the shopkeeper just told me about the new arrival in Daming Mansion? Yiba..." He didn't notice that his companion's teeth were trembling, and his whole body was abnormally tense. 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, and the man who made this voice walked forward. Beside him, there were seven or eight guards shouting in front of him, with their teeth and claws showing. Anyone who moved slower would be violently pushed away by the other party. Seeing the other party coming, the man surnamed Fang quickly stood up and took a step back. Next to 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 took the name of the Taiwei Mansion and passed by in a high-profile manner. The person who just kicked him walked past. Gao Muen came pacing with an unhappy expression: "Huh~huh~huh~ Hum~"
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 accumulated strength in both feet. As long as he lets go of the steamed bun and holds the handle of the knife at his waist, what will happen 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 them was just two steps. He gritted his teeth and prepared to rush out...
“Don’t block the road——”
The guards knocked over a small stall in front of them, and the group walked through the street here. The man surnamed Fang saw his companion being kicked, and after turning his body sideways, he maintained that position for a long time. He patted the other party's 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 also He didn't know how to describe the blood in the other person's eyes, but then said: "Then... I'll go in first. Brother Mu, please think about it, and I'll ask the others..."
Lin Chong said in confusion. Go into the tavern. 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 took action suddenly, none of the seven or eight guards around him would survive, including Gao Mu'en. 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 maybe nothing sounded so specific, just the buzzing in his head. Called...
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 Tong...the iron-armed Zhou Tong...in two months, he picked 27 villages in a row...forced them to release grain...Do you know Know how many people survived because of him..."
He thought of his master, and that thunderous kick came over his chest again.
“…What are you doing here!”
“Arrogant person…you are a rebellious person…come here and kill me!”
“There is no morality in your heart. Sometimes I forget, hahahaha——”
“Fuck you——”
Once upon a time, there was such a world that belonged to Gao Mu'en and Zhou Tong, and maybe part of it belonged to him. But now, Gao Mu'en has committed evil in Daming Mansion, and Master... is a hero all over the world. And he...has nothing left...
What to do, what the master wants him to do, what he wants to do, and what she wants him to do...
My mind is buzzing With a buzzing sound, his hand touched the handle of the knife and stood up from there. All the way out of the tavern, the field of vision in front became very narrow, but he still followed the direction and followed Gao Muen. Soon after, he also saw the backs of the group of people.
He just followed along. Until... Gao Muen walked into the large courtyard gate guarded by officers and soldiers.
He hid in the alley and punched the wall, then another. Bang, bang, bang.
The blue brick wall showed cracks like spider webs.
"Master...Father..."
What he struggled to say between his lips was an inaudible name, but in his heart, what flashed through his mind at this moment was something far away. The appearance of a woman in a certain village. Because he refused to admit it, the image was fleeting.
Tonight, tonight, I will come and kill him...
This is what he was thinking in his heart... When he is ready, he will come and kill him...< br>
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In the rest of his life, Gao Muen did not know that his final intersection with Lin Chong took place under such circumstances. Even if he knew, he didn't care at all.
He came to Daming Mansion for the purpose of having fun, but in the name of the outside world, he came to do business and fulfill the responsibilities of a government official to make money and land.
Regarding this food shortage, anyone who has the ability will 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, with a little sense of responsibility in his heart, he did not have any involvement in this grain harvesting.
Of course, if you follow the big households, collecting grain is actually a simple job. Master Chen who followed him this time was the leader of the Taiwei Mansion, and Liang Zhongshu was naturally the other side. Once Gao Muen asks, Master Chen will at least introduce the progress of the grain harvest to his young master. In the early stage, it can be considered smooth sailing. Gao Muen also feels that he will make a big splash this time and make a lot of money to go back to My father looked a little proud.
Looking for flowers and willows is his main business, and he only inquires about grain harvesting during his spare time from "work", and occasionally gives orders. Master Chen is naturally obedient and obeys. However, in recent times, according to Master Chen, the process of collecting food has not been so smooth.
The imperial court severely cracked down on grain harvesting, and used various methods, especially after the snow fell, and murderous methods were also used. The news Gao Muen heard from Master Chen clearly indicated that the situation was not good. It was said that some retail investors had become loose, and his income might 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 yourself.
Then he asked: "What's the plan?" The other party's suggestion was to write a letter back and ask the Taiwei to put pressure on him, which he naturally did. In fact, Liang Zhongshu is the son-in-law of Cai Taishi, so he can definitely write. But later, it turned out that the drop in food prices was still not contained by them.
The weather has been cold recently. I went out for a run this morning and couldn't find a suitable girl, which made Gao Mu'en quite unhappy. Back in the Liang Mansion, Master Chen came over again. It seemed that the price of food had indeed dropped a lot and could no longer be raised. He asked Gao Muen for his opinion. Gao Mu'en 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! The current price of food is fifteen taels, and if you can't afford it, If you can’t raise it, don’t we still make a profit? If we make a profit, we can sell it while we can. If it doesn’t all fall, sell it quickly. The more you sell, the more money you will get.”
He cursed: “Why do you still ask me about such a simple matter, Master Chen? I know you old guy is not worthy of your name..."
Mr. Chen only promised: "I am old and 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 there is money to be made, I want to Make more money. How will you explain it when you go back? If you don't show off and make me lose money, I will skin you!"
Master Chen went quickly. At night, Liang Zhongshu came over and asked Gao Muen why. Selling grain. Gao Mu'en said that if he didn't sell it, he wouldn't make any profit, which made the other party dumbfounded. It was really hard for him to 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 were not forced to the point of death and the other party gave them a way to survive, they would not dare to release food. Zuo Duanyou released food because of his respected status and others did not dare to say anything.
Of course Gao Taiwei also belongs to the group of people with high status, and Gao Muen is a stupid young man. He is not afraid of offending anyone, and he will not understand what he says. Liang Zhongshu had no choice but to ask Gao Mu'en to quickly take back the order he issued. After urging him for a long time, Gao Mu'en pretended to agree, turned around and said to Master Chen: "You must not change it. I can see it. This old guy saw it with his own eyes." It’s not good, he also wants to sell grain, so he deliberately told us not to sell it, so as not to steal his buyers.”
Liang Zhongshu probably never thought that he would intervene like this before. pig mate. In fact, the real pig teammate was Master Chen. He wanted to help the Taiwei Mansion make money. Now that he was making less money and the other party was trying to hold on, he couldn't afford to offend anyone, so he deliberately encouraged Gao Muen to issue orders. , this is the only way to survive in a big family.
Master Chen's desire to sell grain represents the thoughts of some of the originally large grain farmers. It also means that during this period of time, their confidence is not as strong as before. But it is not true that the forces of the Prime Minister's Office have won this disaster relief.
From the moment the snow fell, the north and south of the Wu Dynasty seemed to have sounded the clarion call for the final battle of this disaster relief. Both sides launched the battle in the most violent way they could. Fight. In shopping malls, official circles, on the north and south roads, in golden palaces and in court halls. All the power that can be invested has 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 are constantly changing. Businessmen are beheaded, officials are dismissed, and disputes continue in the court. Small and medium-sized conflicts are also occurring in various places.
The entire disaster relief situation is like an old huge millstone. Its wheels sweep across the world. While grinding the enemy, it itself is also constantly disintegrating due to the huge resistance and erosion. , peeling off. And this kind of war has continued until this time.
Time goes back to the beginning of the snow, and the disaster relief department adopts a multi-pronged approach, and the most drastic method used first is killing... (End of this chapter)
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