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Chapter 63 The first light...
Chapter 63 The first light...
Shi Wuyuan and others secretly raised the price of food, which was impossible.
Because whether it is robbed or misappropriated from other places, some of the rice grains in the Northwest Grain Market are not private grain merchants, but belong to the imperial court. After General Zhang took office, the first order was to call officials at all levels to strictly control the price of grain. Anyone who dared to raise the price of grain without permission would be executed according to the law.
General Zhang is dedicated to the people, and even if he bears the stigma of "Robbery General", he still sticks to HuĂĄng Huling. However, not everyone is dedicated to the people.
During the Puqing period, the official grain had to pass through a lot of people from the court to the common people. For example, the person who transported the official grain was called a trough official, and a master book of the granary was also required, which was checked and kept daily, usually by the local local officials. , how to set prices, how to control, all have the imperial court - that is, General Zhang's unified order, and must not be violated.
However, there is an order from above, and from below... of course it can't be done.
Although the Northwest is not a piece of fat, there is still a few drops of oil that can be squeezed out of the beans. The method used by the official grain master book to deal with Zhang Zhixian is very simple - mix things into the grain, the outermost layer cannot be seen, grab a handful, but it is mixed with sand and gravel, etc. No matter how much the grain prices are raised by the private merchants, they can mix as much, and they can't get a bargain from anyone.
Zhang Zhixian didn't know about these things. He was originally not a gÄn, and he didn't have such careful thought and experience. , beyond the reach of the whip, and no one of his subordinates will mention him - the so-called official protection, everyone takes their own benefits, who will smash who's job?
Xia Duanfang spread rumors, hired cars all over the city, and kept sending people around to inquire about the temporary granary leases of big merchants... In short, he jumped up and down, and even he almost believed it. This seems to send a very tempting signal to those adults who are full of fat and oily when they move - flies have been chasing Pifei since ancient times. .
He also thinks about one thing sometimes, and he thinks it makes perfect sense.
How hard is it to rebel?
The wind started at the end of Qingping. Only when the dynasties changed, the heroes did not ask where they came from. These people were only Tian Shelang and Tugou generation, but there were generations of great Confucian generals who were literate and virtuous. , Merry and suave, to be able to have the ability, to be able to have the ability.
How can you beat them?
Xia Duanfang thought at first that it was the root of the DPRK that was rotten. But later, he got to know Yan Zhen and Zou Yanlai, and he personally fought with many generals of Puqing, and even the Pope's middle man, only to realize that they are actually very kind. Even their own person, Shi Wuyuan, can be regarded as a "prominent origin" - a closed disciple of the former head of Xuanzong, if the Taoist ancestor does not die, which bench Shi Wuyuan sits on is still very debatable.
Now, Xia Duanfang understood. Because every rebel has an anger in his heart. It is not the anger that raises his arms and screams in the sky, but the anger that has been suppressed in the bones and blood for a long time, which makes each of them stretch out a hand, Hook the body of your own companion, and die together.
Among the opponents, although there are many talents, each of them is tearing down the stage of others.
In November, Shi Wuyuan sent someone to tell Xia Duanfang that he was almost ready to do itâthe bricks had been raised high, and they were just waiting to be smashed down.
On November 15th, the official grain masters were horrified to discover that those private merchants seemed to be crazy, selling rice grains in large quantities. The high food prices caused by the crazy food hoarding have not broken.
The price of food has reached a peak, the northwest is already cold early, and it is already late winter, and the merchants seem to be united, telling the surrounding, accusing the official's grain with sand and stones, ignoring the life and death of the people, and private merchants are united. After the grain is sold, the big set will be held for three days, so that everyone can spend the winter.
This account is calculated like this - before Shi Wuyuan and the others sneaked in, just looking at the Longju grain market, the price of rice was one two or four cents a stone. When Xia Duanfang pretended to ask people to rent a warehouse and prepare a car, due to the large number of grain merchants and official managers hoarding rice, the price rose all the way to 421 stone within a month. The best food can't be bought yet.
On the 15th of November, Shi Wuji made the market smashed. The market opened and the price of rice dropped to 322 cents. Book reacted and knew that something was wrong, but there was nothing he could do.
The amount of grain coming in and going out must be reported to Zhang Zhixian for approval. They can blatantly raise the price of rice by making small moves, but they can't follow the private business to lower the price and suffer losses.
Otherwise, even the jiÄo generation will not be able to pass it!
When they hurriedly gathered all the principals together to discuss how to resolve this matter and report it to Zhang Zhixian in Huling, the market opened the next day, and the food was already in chaos. However, those who bought grain seemed to want no money. On the third day, some of the grain in Shi Wuduâs hand had been taken away by the masters who were waiting for others to buy it at a high price, and the rest had already been sold. , By this time, the price of food has returned to one or two nine cents.
Shi Wuyuan was like a falcon hovering in the air, ready to dive down and take its prey with a mouthful.
The money was almost empty and white. Shi Wuyuan knew that he couldn't hide it at this time, and Zhang Zhixian of Huling would make a move within three days, so he quickly changed his hands and scattered the money, and it was forty miles outside Longju City. It is the continuous mountain range. Since the day when Shi Wulu disguised himself as Huling, he has calculated money and rations and colluded with the big mountain bandits here.
The so-called mountain bandits are not always the same. Many people were originally just ordinary farmers and hunters. In order to make a living in troubled times, they had to occupy the mountains every three days to be kings. This time they were smashed by a pie that fell from the sky. Forgetting what his surname was, he immediately made a secret agreement with Shi Wuyuan, and hung up his red scarf to echo Huaizhou.
Of course - Shi Wuyuan wouldn't believe it.
Anyone who has money and people will be so burned by ambition that they forget their surname, and they will never remember that the "beneficiary" who foolishly pushed him once had a few noses and eyes.
He just wanted to set a fire on Zhang Zhixian's back - when the rabble had spent all their money, the fire could die and retire.
He did this in an orderly manner, and the last part was almost a smashing mess. The next day, he led the people to withdraw the dragon horse without knowing it, broke it into pieces, and walked out through Zhang Zhixian's fingers.
That day, Lan Ruo saw Shi Wuyuan take out a map. The map was very strange. Someone used a pen to draw a thin net that could not be seen. There were seven points. When she was delivering medicine to the rabbit, she found Shi Wuyuan drew a circle on one of the points.
Shi Wuyuan was not afraid of her seeing it. After several months of depression, he finally smiled at her rarely, and even said one more sentence, he said, "This is the first light, it has already been lit."
Lan Ruo didn't know why, so she didn't dare to ask any more, she just thought in a daze, the sixth master smiled, it was really good-looking.
However, Shi Wuyuan glanced at her, the smile on his face slowed down, and then he withdrew, he waved his hand and said, "Tomorrow you can go with the Xia inspector, don't worry about me."
Lan Ruo was taken aback and lost her voice: "Six masters are not going with us?"
Shi Wuyuan said: "No, you don't have to worry, I will bring three or five people with me, go to a place, go back to the uncle or Siniang to ask, it doesn't matter, the inspector Xia naturally knows what to say."
Lan Ruo was stunned for a long time, and finally said boldly: "I... If I leave, who will serve Sixth Master?"
Shi Wuyuan turned his head and seemed to want to smile at her, but the smile didn't seem sincere. He hugged the rabbit and was silent for a while before saying, "I'm not a shrewd person, I'm used to beating, and I haven't been in these years. People serve me, and life is good so far, you...you are a good girl, go back and follow Siniang, she will arrange a good future with you."
Lan Ruo said anxiously, "Did I do something that was not in the eyes of the sixth master? Did the sixth master dislike it?"
When she said this, the circles of her eyes were red, and the slightly raised corners of her eyes became more and more gorgeous. Shi Wuyuan, as if his eyes were burned by the red, lowered his head subconsciously, but said to the rabbit who was about to die. Unclear eyes.
After a long time, he waved his hand, but no longer explained, just said: "You are a good girl, go."
Then he picked up the tea bowl in one hand, and his eyes fell on the account book document on the table, which was actually meant to see off a guest, so he ignored her.
With tears in her eyes, Lan Ruo turned her head to cover her face and ran out quickly.
Early the next morning, Shi Wuyuan parted ways with everyone, took a few guards, and set out on the road. He did not go south, but went east, passing by Zhang Zhixian in a grand manner, passing Changping Pass and Wuwu. After painting the grassland, arrived at the Bodhi Mountain in the extreme north, and stopped at the foot of the mountain covered with snow all year round.
Bodhi Mountain - is where the Mahayana Pope is.
Although he was fed a lot of herbs, the rabbit in his arms was not as good as the day, which meant that the sun was going downhill. Shi Wuyuan stood in the thick grass at the foot of the Bodhi Mountain and looked into the distance, but found that he could see nothingâexcept Snow is still snow, in addition to the mountain is still a mountain, only when the sun shines on the top of the snow, there is a bit of inhuman sacredness.
He sighed and put the rabbit on the ground, trying to wake it up from the ankle-high hay.
But it was motionless, facing east, and no one knew what it was looking at.
No one knows, maybe there is a person who is completely white, standing on a small island in the East China Sea in the far east, as if he felt something, looking into the northwest direction through the vast sea, and heard his heartbeat the sound of.