I'm really not King Jing of Zhongshan

Chapter 217 Your Fucking Surname is Fan?

After the conversation between Tian Fu and Wuyanji, Wuyan, the largest Ziqian merchant in Guanzhong, and Changling Tian, ​​the largest grain merchant in Guanzhong, were in Changling Township of Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. An agreement was reached on 'not intervening in the grain business in Guanzhong this year and next year'.

The largest Ziqian merchants and grain merchants in Guanzhong decided not to intervene in this matter, which undoubtedly poured cold water on the hearts of other merchants from all walks of life.

——Wuyan and Changlingtian shunned such a lucrative business?
There is nothing unknown here...
With this in mind, the businessmen found their own backers after simple thinking.

In the eyes of these backers, this deal is undoubtedly a bit too attractive.

"One hundred dollars and one stone?"

"See clearly?"

"Is it really a hundred dollars and a stone?"

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"One hundred dollars and one stone..."

"Since Emperor Taizong Xiaowen three years ago, the price of grain in Guanzhong has never exceeded [-] yuan a stone?"

"Even 'parity grain', if you have to sell it for [-] yuan a stone, then when the spring of next year, the price of grain in Guanzhong..."

"hiss······"

After the official document from the prime minister's mansion was sent out, countless princes and noble relatives in Shang Guanli expressed similar exclamations.

After confirming that the official document of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was dominated by Liu Sheng and had complete seals and seals, clearly stated the content of "opening Taicang and selling cheap grain at [-] yuan per stone", the reaction of the princes and princes turned again. There are two distinct extremes.

"Agriculture is the foundation of the country, food is the foundation of the people;"

"The price of food is related to the stability of the ancestral temple and the country, and it is also related to whether the descendants of us heroes and lords can continue to be dignified."

"Um······"

"My generation and the ancestral temple and society share honor and disgrace, and share life and death."

"This money, you can't earn it!"

"—Not only can't make money, but we have to think of a way to find some food to transport to Guanzhong..."

Among the hundreds of meritorious lords in Shangguanli, there are five or six smart people from such families. With such thoughts, they sent their cronies and even their sons to the Kanto, trying to transport grain from their own Chehou Fengguo to Chang'an.

Only these five or six smart people clearly recognized their close connection with Liu Han Sheji.

Although more than half of the remaining princes and nobles decided not to get involved in this matter, their motives are obviously not as noble as those five or six 'smart people'.

"The matter this time is related to whether Young Master Sheng can be established as the crown prince. I am afraid that the Queen Mother and Your Majesty will not allow anyone to destroy the grand plan of Young Master Sheng."

"Although the profit of this food is really exciting..."

"Tsk, that's all~"

"Take it as a gesture of closeness to the future crown prince."

"In order not to be settled by Qiuhou again in the future..."

This is the mainstream thinking of the princes group.

It's neither noble nor despicable, it's just a conservative decision to protect oneself and the clan.

But as the old saying goes: no matter how elite the group is, there will always be a few idiots mixed in.

What's more, nowadays, the meritorious princes who still exist in the Han family are basically all the children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren of the founding fathers;
Those born with a golden key in their mouths have never worried about their livelihood, they only suffer from having no more interesting ways of entertainment, no more money to spend extravagant pleasures, and disdain for their children and grandchildren, of course they will not think too deeply.

This is especially the case for those dukes who have mastered a certain merchant and made money for themselves...

"Hey!"

"To stabilize food prices, you don't know how to wait until next spring to open warehouses to sell cheap food?"

"If you want me to say, this young master Sheng, I'm afraid it's because of his reputation of 'loyalty and filial piety' that His Majesty chose him as the crown prince."

"Anyway, if we don't make money, someone else will make it. Why not do it?"

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"But if this happens, Your Majesty, I'm afraid there will be a thunderbolt?"

"—what's there to be afraid of?"

"--D!"

"—All of us earning this money together, is it possible for His Majesty to drag dozens of our princes outside the East City and cut them in half?"

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"Furthermore, it's because that young master Sheng committed a stupidity, and made us a profit for no reason!"

"Our fathers and grandfathers were all founding fathers!"

"After us heroes, don't we even have the right to buy and sell food?"

"Wherever this is said, we are all reasonable!"

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"But Young Master Sheng, will you be the crown prince in the future?"

"If it happened this time, the young master would be severely offended..."

"--Hey!"

"—With this incident, his young master wins, and he still wants to be the crown prince?"

"—Don't talk about being the crown prince, it's hard to say whether you can save your life!"

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"Your Majesty's side..."

"--Your Majesty, too!"

"——It's really troublesome that the price of grain in Guanzhong is [-] yuan a stone, and when the people change their sons to eat each other, your majesty still cares about his son Sheng?"

"——It would be nice to keep the throne..."

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Conversations like this happened almost at the same time in dozens of dukes' mansions in Shangguanli.

After much deliberation, some people choose to retreat directly, while others decide to wait and see;

Naturally, some people decided to act immediately.

Someone took action, which naturally meant the Taiwo. Liu Sheng, who had been prepared for a long time, waited for his first 'guest'.

It's just that the identity of this distinguished guest is really beyond Liu Sheng's expectation...
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"Marquis Wuyang, are you safe?"

The side hall of the Crown Prince's womb, the parlor hall.

Looking at the middle-aged nobleman in front of him who was dressed luxuriously, with flimsy footsteps, and a face full of greed, Liu Sheng stood up with a warm smile and cupped his hands.

Seeing that Liu Sheng was so polite, the nobleman walked forward with a smile, and saluted Liu Sheng, Dou Pengzu's cousin and nephew respectively.

After the guest of honor was seated, the noble raised his head with a smile, and only looked straight at Liu Sheng.

"Thanks to the young master's concern."

"I heard that this year, His Majesty has handed over the matter of stabilizing grain prices in Guanzhong to the Young Master."

"I just came to the door in person. I want to see if there is anything wrong with the young master. I can help you..."

With a simple and polite sentence, the nobleman went straight to the point, explaining his purpose in a vague way.

But in the main seat, Liu Sheng lowered his head with a smile when he heard the nobleman's words, and fell into short thoughts.

The man in front of him was the fifth of the eighteen meritorious marquises of the founding of the Han Dynasty. Even in later generations, he enjoyed a great reputation as a feudal hero—the son of Fan Kuai, Marquis of Wuyang: a native of Fanshi.

Not to mention later generations, even in today's Han Dynasty, when they hear the word 'Marquis of Wuyang', everyone in the world gives a thumbs up and praises: a great man, a great hero!
But Liu Sheng never imagined that the first person to 'catch' this trap he deliberately set was actually Fan Kuai's son...

"Ah~"

"Tiger father and son..."

In his heart, he mourned for three seconds of silence for the famous Marquis of Wuyang, Fan Kuai, and Liu Sheng raised his head to look at the guest of Fanshi with an approachable and gentle smile.

But the first sentence Liu Sheng uttered made the people of Fan City completely forget the draft that had been typed earlier.

"Marquis Wuyang, you don't have to be so ignorant~"

"I think back then, Junhou's father, Marquis Wuyang, and my great-grandfather, Emperor Gao, were very close and talked about everything?"

"If you really want to count, I'm still the junior of Junhou."

"Meeting the younger generation, why should Junhou be so polite and so out of touch?"

The extremely natural teasing made the people of Fanshi slightly taken aback, and before they had time to speak, they saw Liu Shengman smiled amiably.

"Junhou, are you here to buy food?"

"It can be said bluntly!"

"How much?!"

The unreasonable friendly tone also caused the people of Fan city to laugh, but they saw Liu Sheng beside him, the seventh son of the emperor Liu Pengzu had already picked up the pen, and he was already in the posture of recording the number.

Everything in front of him made a certain nerve deep in the genes of Fan City people instinctively want to take precautions;

But before the huge benefits that are at their fingertips, the people of Wuyang Houfan City can't care about other things...
"Uh······"

"My lord, how much can I buy, my lord?"

He tentatively asked, but saw Liu Shengman shook his head with an easy-going smile.

"Look at what Junhou said..."

"—of course, you can buy as much as you want."

"If Junhou is really willing to share my worries and buy all the 2000 million shi of grain in Taicang, I will be happy and save trouble."

"Just one point: Do you have to pay in cash when you buy grain?"

The smiling words also caused the people of Fan City to laugh again and again, they seemed to lower their heads in embarrassment, but they also secretly made plans in their hearts.

One stone of grain is one hundred yuan, if you buy it, save it for a winter, and wait for the spring of the next year, you can sell it for thousands of yuan, or even thousands of yuan...
No matter how bad it is, it can always be sold for hundreds of dollars, and the profit is nearly ten times that of reselling...
As the first honored guest that Liu Sheng received in the palace of the Crown Prince, when the people from Fan City came, they had already made most of their determination;

At this moment, thinking of the ten times profit, the people of Fan City who have seen countless money and gold pouring in have no hesitation anymore.

With a shy smile, he whispered another number that Liu Sheng couldn't help but be a little astonished.

"The minister's family is poor and can't afford much money..."

"But since I can help you son, then I will buy 200 million stones..."

Like a shy bride, she casually said the words 'just buy 200 million shi', and the people of Fan City did not forget to raise their heads.

Looking at Liu Sheng's eyes, there was even a little guilt inexplicably!

But what the people of Fan City don't know is: this smear of guilt will not make Liu Sheng feel the same guilt towards the people of Fan City a few months later...
"Hmm~"

"Two million stones..."

Subconsciously repeated the subscription amount of Fanshi people, then turned his head in astonishment, and looked at his cousin Dou Pengzu next to him, and his elder brother Liu Pengzu not far away.

Not surprisingly, from the eyes of his cousin and brother, Liu Sheng also saw the same astonishment as himself.

200 stone!

A man from Wuyang Houfan City would eat 200 million shi of grain if he opened his mouth!
What concept?
——According to the food ration of two shi per person per month in the army, the 200 million shi of Wuyang Houfan City people's food is enough for a hundred thousand troops to fight abroad for nearly a year!
At the beginning of this year, during the rebellion of Wu, Chu and Seven Kingdoms, the Chang'an court sent a total of more than 40 troops to Wuguan, Xingyang, Zhao, Qi and other places;

It took more than half a year for these more than 40 people to put down the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms of Wu and Chu, and the food consumed was only 300 million shi of grain!

"At the beginning of this year, when the princes and nobles in Chang'an were going to fight against the rebellion, they all cried poor and borrowed money at every turn?"

"When a co-author encounters state affairs, he is so poor that he has to borrow usury;"

"Can you buy 200 million shi of grain if you have a personal matter?"

"Hey;"

"Worthy of being Marquis of Wuyang with [-] households in the city..."

After a while, Liu Sheng was the first to recover from the astonishment;
If he slandered, he hurriedly returned to the gentle smile that was approachable and harmless to humans and animals.

"Marquis Wuyang is willing to buy it, so I naturally wish for it."

"Just~"

"The 200 million shi grains are priced at a full [-] million yuan?"

"—Twenty million yuan is the money in the Shaofu. I'm afraid it will take a few days to count and transfer it;"

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you didn't bring enough money today?"

The tone was indifferent, but clearly provocative, which only made the people of Fan City smile and shake their heads.

"Young master, don't worry."

"Before coming here, I have read the official document issued by the Prime Minister's Mansion carefully no less than ten times."

"I also know that if I don't take out the cash, my lord, I won't sell food to my minister..."

Saying this softly, the people of Fan City laughed and turned sideways.

Waiting for Liu Sheng, Liu Pengzu, Dou Pengzu's uncles and nephews in the hall, following the eyes of the Fanshi people, they saw that the previously empty hall had been packed with wooden boxes one by one. It's full.

The servants came in and out of the side door no less than a hundred times, and finally put the hundreds of wooden boxes filled with copper coins neatly in the open space outside the side hall.

Afterwards, more than a dozen obviously smaller but heavier wooden boxes were moved into the uterus one after another by the servants.

"If you only talk about copper coins, the minister can only take out the 500 million;"

"But come to think of it, the young master shouldn't refuse the minister and use gold to buy food?"

The low and inexplicably proud voice attracted the three uncles and nephews to look away from the wooden boxes.

Seeing the east seat in the side hall, the Fan city man smiled shyly again, then stood up and pointed at the dozen or so smaller wooden boxes behind him.

"Here, there are five million copper coins and three thousand gold coins."

"Thinking about it, it should be enough for me to buy the 200 million shi of grain, right?"

Saying this with a chuckle, the three uncles and nephews were shocked at the same time, and each of them cast their horrified eyes on the fat face of the Fanshi people who always had a faint smile, and flashed a greedy look from time to time.

500 million copper coins...

Three thousand pieces of gold...

After a long period of astonishment, the eyes of Dou Pengzu and Liu Pengzu fell on Liu Sheng at the same time.

——This time, Liu Sheng was ordered by the emperor to preside over the stabilization of grain prices in Guanzhong this year and next year;

From Tian Ziqi, Liu Sheng got a labor budget of '100 million yuan', and from his grandmother, Empress Dou, the start-up capital of a thousand gold coins.

For the 100 million yuan and the [-] gold, Liu Sheng also used it to pick, pick, and soso—except for the less than [-] gold distributed to the five cousins/uncles of the Dou family, the rest were all locked in the warehouse among!
In the Wu-Chu Rebellion at the beginning of the year, even the two great heroes who quelled the rebellion—Taiwei Zhou Yafu and General Dou Ying—were only rewarded with a thousand gold.

As a result, the people of Fan City paid 500 million copper coins and [-] gold coins...
hiss~~~
Huh~~~~~·······
He secretly took a deep breath, and then slowly let it out with the smallest voice possible;
After calming down again, Liu Sheng got up from his seat with that harmless smile again.

Only a moment later, a wry smile appeared on the slightly startled face just now.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my wish..."

"--Oh?"

"—Young master sells grain, don't you accept gold?"

The people of Fan City asked in surprise, but Liu Sheng smiled wryly and shook his head again.

"Gold, of course it is accepted."

"It's just that the three thousand gold of Junhou, I'm afraid, can't buy two million stones of grain..."

Having said that, Liu Sheng turned slightly, grabbed a roll of bamboo slips from the case, and handed it to the people of Fan City who were not far away.

"The business of opening Taicang and selling cheap food has long been established;"

"The details and details of the case have already been reported to the emperor, and he has obtained the first permission from the emperor."

"—Rice is one stone, and the price is one hundred copper coins."

"—As for gold, one gold is worth ten thousand copper coins, and grain and rice is one hundred stones."

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"So, Junhou's 500 million copper coins are only enough to buy [-] shi of grain;"

"The remaining three thousand gold is only enough to buy 30 stones."

"Together, the total is 35 shi, not 200 million shi."

After saying these words in an easy-going way, he handed the scroll of bamboo slips in his hand to the people of Fan City lightly, and Liu Sheng turned around with a smile.

He walked back to the upper seat, sat down, grabbed the tea bowl and took a sip.

Then, Liu Shengcai raised his head with a smile that was not a smile, and looked towards the center of the hall. His face was full of astonishment from Wuyang Hou Fanshi.

"Junhou, do you want to go back and think about it?"

"After all, it's not about buying a chicken or a piece of cloth..."

While thinking about it, Liu Sheng's humble and inexplicably rebellious words came from his ears, which only made the people of Fan city frown!

After a while, the people of Fan City gritted their teeth secretly, and then their complexions darkened a little.

"No need!"

"35 shi, just 35 shi!"

"My lord, do you want to count the money and gold?"

Some part of the voice, but only provoked Liu Shengwen shook his head with a smile, and waved to his elder brother Liu Pengzu beside him.

"Remember, brother."

"Marquis Wuyang, give out 500 million copper coins, 35 gold, and [-] shi for grain from Taicang."

After saying this softly, and watching Liu Pengzu write down the accounts, Liu Sheng smiled and raised his head.

"There's no need to check it out."

"—If you want to come to be a king, you will not do such dirty things that insult your ancestors and the reputation of your father and ancestors."

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"This account, I wrote it down."

"But the food, I'm afraid it will have to wait until the spring of next year before moving out of Taicang and delivering it to the princes."

"—After all, besides the prince, there will be many people buying food from Taicang."

"It's too troublesome to open a Taicang every time someone buys grain;"

"If you want to come to Junhou, even if you get rice grain today, there is no suitable granary to store it?"

The indifferent words finally made the faces of Fan City people recede a little.

Throwing down the sentence "I also have the same intention" in an angry voice, he cupped his hands perfunctorily, and then put his hands behind his back angrily, and strode towards the side door.

After the figure of the people from Fan City disappeared outside the side door, Liu Pengzu, Dou Pengzu's uncle and nephew cast strange gazes on Liu Sheng who was sitting at the top seat.

But the next sentence that Liu Sheng said made the two uncles and nephews laugh...
"Cough cough..."

"Then what, Xiaque~"

"go;"

"Carefully count the copper coins and gold cakes sent by Marquis Wuyang."

"People's hearts are unpredictable..."

'cough cough cough cough...'

　Hmm~~ The third update, after thinking about it, the schedule will be messed up again after writing.

　　Two more today.

　　There will be two more changes tomorrow, so it should be considered a rest.

　　The day after tomorrow, starting on December [-]st, let's take another three shifts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)