My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 333 Murder and Punishment

   Qunru Pavilion is already in chaos.

  Many people were stunned.

   All of a sudden, the slightest bit of elegance disappeared without a trace.

   Almost everyone flocked to the corridor.

  This group of Confucian pavilions was originally built on a higher ground.

  Overlooking from here, all the river views can be described as unobstructed.

  But the more you see everything in a glance, the more frightening it is.

  Because of the people standing here, they can't see this.

   "This... this... this is a secret trick! I have seen this kind of trick a lot!"

   Someone shouted.

  The rest of the people also seemed to say: "Yes, yes, there are so many grain ships, it's just a joke. It's impossible."

   "It seems...someone is in a hurry! Haha... hurry up, hurry up."

  Many people started laughing.

  Mr. Zhang was in a daze, so he laughed too, thinking...it might really be just a new trick, a means to lower the price of food, who knows what is in those boats.

  But... Although he thought so, Zhang Taigong felt inexplicably anxious deep in his heart.

   You know, his wealth and life are all on food.

   Apart from other things, the most terrifying thing is the arrears. The arrears are actually not much, but only 20,000 taels of silver.

  For a family like Zhang Taigong, as long as they operate well for a few years, raising these money is just a small problem.

   But the real problem is... Once the capital chain is broken, and no money can be found to plug the hole, big trouble will happen.

  The so-called big family business is actually meaningless. Even a gentry, if the liquidity is cut off, even if you have a property worth hundreds of millions of dollars, you may die suddenly for only tens of thousands of taels of silver.

   This is no joke.

   "Mr. Li, Mr. Li..." Zhang Taigong began to look for people everywhere, and when Li Xiucai hurried forward, he frowned and muttered in a low voice: "Go, go and see, what is the price of food now."

   "Yes, the students will go now."

  The rest of the people are also calling for friends, or ordering their own servants, or asking other people.

  Although everyone has explained these grain ships, the explanation is one thing, and the rise and fall of grain prices is another.

"This must be a trick of the thief, just to make us mess up. Don't panic, gentlemen. Once you panic, if you sell it cheap immediately, you will fall into the trick of the thief. We... as long as you don't sell it, no one will There is nothing I can do, all the food in Nanzhili is in our hands..."

  Someone shouted hysterically.

  Everyone said loudly: "Of course, don't let the thief succeed."

   "It is impossible for Taiping Prefecture to have so much food."

   "I heard people say that when Mr. Hu went to Taiping Mansion, they all cried, lamenting how difficult the people's livelihood is, and lamenting the suffering of the people."

   Qun Confucian Pavilion.

  Zhu Di and others sat upright, motionless.

  Only Hu Guang stood not far from Zhu Di, trembling... He couldn't understand why he was crying.

  But people say that they are serious, they have noses and eyes!

  Hu Guang sighed, and glanced at Yang Rong who was beside him.

  Yang Rong smiled at him, which made Hu Guang's eyes even hotter.

  He suddenly had a feeling...Maybe...Is it possible that Mr. Yang is really right?

  No one cares about poetry and songs anymore.

  Many people are like headless chickens.

In this chaotic moment, suddenly, someone ran over panting and shouted: "It's terrible, it's terrible, the price of grain has plummeted, the price of grain has plummeted... It's back to five taels of silver, it's back to five taels of silver!" .”

   Many people are confused.

  Five taels of silver?

   That was the price four or five days ago! This time, it fell a lot.

"Heh..." That Zhou Juren was full of anger at this time, he shouted, and said with a sarcasm: "These tricks can't fool us, five taels of silver, I still make a lot of money, my food , it was bought at an average price of three taels of silver, hold your breath...it will be fine..."

  When he said this, everyone suddenly agreed.

But after saying this, Zhou Juren pulled the bookboy he had brought aside and ordered in a low voice: "Quick, hurry up, go back and tell my son to sell the grain immediately, five liang of silver per stone, as much as you can. "

  After hearing this, the book boy ran away as if flying.

Zhou Juren immediately yelled again: "I think the grain boat is designed to deceive people. Only when the price of grain falls, some people can solve their food shortage problem. If not, the court will blame me. This thief is There is no place to die..."

  Everyone applauded again: "Brother Zhou has great insight."

   Zhang Taigong also applauded, but he was still a little flustered.

He wanted to discuss with Li Xiucai and explain some things, but he found that Li Xiucai had already gone to see the price. As for the entourage he brought, he was still outside. When he went out to search, he found that he hadn't stayed where he was, presumably he knew He didn't walk that fast, so he sneaked away and wandered the streets.

  He didn't know anything about Qixia, so he didn't dare to wander around rashly, so he had to go back to Qunru Pavilion.

  The crowd was noisy, still encouraging each other, and occasionally there were a few people who didn't know what was going on, just confused.

  Zhu Di sat in a corner with a stern face, what he saw was really ugly.

  Yang Rong stood calmly, looking like he was watching a good show.

  Many times, once you think about it, you find that your interests are not closely related to theirs. At this time, people will understand. This kind of staying out of things and seeing people crazy, not to mention...It’s really interesting.

  Hu Guang, Xia Yuanji and others were quite depressed.

  They actually knew the truth. Seeing these people encourage each other made them feel a little bit sad.

  Jin Zhong squeezed his beard, shook his head, and muttered: "Oh, no wonder, no wonder."

  Zhu Di glanced at Jin Zhong: "No wonder what?"

Jin Zhong said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, when I entered this pavilion, I saw the poems posted on the wall, as well as the running script of many people, and the ink treasures left by them. After a brief look, I found that the words written in this running script In the words, there are all ominous omens, I am afraid... there will be a **** disaster, and I am in the attic where the poems are posted, I feel like a light is on my back, and there are murderous intentions everywhere."

   After all, Jin Zhong was born in word testing, and he has not forgotten his roots.

  Zhu Di had a cold face at first, but couldn't help laughing at this moment: "Don't be fooled, you will be wise after the fact."

  Jin Zhong made a fool of himself.

  Hu Guang's ears were sharp, but he listened. He quietly went to Jin Zhong's side, and said in a low voice, "Jin Gong...is your calculation accurate?"

  Jin Zhong said solemnly: "I have been in this business for twenty years, and I have no plans."

  Hu Guangdao: "Why don't you test it for me?"

  Jin Zhong smiled and said, "I'll see what you write."

  Hu Guang looked at Zhu Di pitifully.

  Zhu Di only felt that the place was noisy, but he didn't expect that the minister who followed him had another problem, but he just lowered his head and sipped his tea without nodding or objecting.

  The pens, inks, papers and inkstones here are everywhere. Hu Guang thought for a while, then pondered for a moment, wrote a large character, and handed it to Jin Zhong.

  Jin Zhong looked at the word on it, but it was a big word for 'grain'.

Jin Zhong said indifferently: "The left side is rice, and the right side is good. , sad in your heart?"

  Hu Guang was surprised and said: "Ah... yes, yes, what else?"

Jin Zhongdao: "You don't agree with what you say now. What you think in your heart does not match what you do. This is the key to Mi and Liang. Hey... In life, when you are your age, you still have to say what you say." different..."

  He said this, Hu Guangdao: "Jin Gong, you are really accurate, I want to ask..."

   "Ask what? Marriage, or future?"

  Hu Guang thought for a while and said, "Ask about life."

Jin Zhong gave him a serious look, and then said: "Actually, people live in the world, and it is impossible to do it together. In fact, you are Qu Yuan's life, and your ambition is hard to pay off. But... don't panic, Judging from your words, you have a gentle temperament, you are loyal, and you are good at submitting to hardships, so although you have Doctor Qu's sorrow, you will never jump into the river to get righteousness like him."

"In my opinion, you will be able to go smoothly in this life after all. The current sorrow is just a small setback. It doesn't matter. Go home and have a good sleep. After a few months, when you look back, you will find... Things are mostly like this, and you can be happy.”

  Hu Guang seemed to be caught by what Jin Zhong said all of a sudden, and seeing Zhu Di and Xia Yuanji, they all listened with their ears open.

  He blushed, did not say whether the calculation was accurate or not, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes."

So I took back the words I wrote, and felt a little ashamed. The scholars over there were still making noise, but Hu Guang didn't care about them. Instead, he quietly went to Yang Rong's side and whispered: The words are really accurate."

  Yang Rong only glanced at him sideways, and said, "Even Zhang Anshi can figure out what you're thinking, so you still need to test the characters?"

  Hu Guang was a little anxious, and couldn't help whispering: "Zhang Anshi? Just him? I don't believe it!"

   At this moment, Li Xiucai stumbled in: "Grandfather... Grandfather..."

  Everyone's attention fell on Li Xiucai.

   "It's not good, grandpa...four taels of silver...four taels of silver, just a few sticks of incense, it's four taels of silver..." Li Xiucai shouted.

  Everyone in the attic looked miserable, and some people shouted: "At the beginning... I bought this food for four taels, it's over..."

  Others are okay, someone bought it at a low price.

  But now, he was at a loss.

  Mr. Zhang's body trembled. He opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted, and tremblingly said: "Quick, sell, sell..."

"It can't be sold, it can't be sold. Many merchants there said that the price is low because...many people are selling secretly, so the price will only get lower and lower. The best way...the best way...is...that is everyone Join hands to insure the price..."

  Everyone hesitated, and someone was already in a hurry, and shouted: "Yes! Joining forces to insure the price, it must be someone...someone..."

at this time…

  From above the attic, someone came down slowly.

   "Hahahaha...how's the poetry...how noisy."

  Everyone went to see it.

   But I saw a slender man wearing a python robe, slowly walking down from the top floor.

  It turned out that Zhang Anshi was actually upstairs from them.

  Zhang Anshi is wearing a python robe. He is young, tall and tall, and with a handsome face, he looks outstanding.

  Dozens of guards guarded carefully, and another team of guards appeared in every corner of the building.

  After Zhang Anshi laughed, he was a little shocked to see Zhu Di.

   Obviously did not expect that Zhu Di would come to this group of Confucian Pavilions in person.

  The bustle of the scholars, he also join in?

   Zhu Di shook his head slightly at him.

The tacit understanding between the two of them is not the first day. Zhang Anshi knew it, so he turned his eyes, looked natural, and laughed again: "Everyone, everyone... have these poems... been written? I, Zhang Anshi, love it the most. Talent, if you are thirsty for talents, you have long been looking forward to it, and you want to see all the great talents."

   Upon hearing that it was Zhang Anshi, the hundreds of people immediately fell silent.

  On weekdays, everyone scolded Zhang Anshi a lot, with many vicious words.

   But in front of Zhang Anshi, these people dared not utter any evil words.

  It's just... Those eyes, more or less, are full of jealousy.

   "This...is actually a poetry meeting sponsored by Duke Wei?" Someone reacted and exclaimed.

  Zhang An Shidao: "You can't say that, what do you mean I sponsored it? It's obviously sponsored by my beloved apprentice, a first-class Jinshi Gu Xingzu."

   "Huh? Why don't you write poems anymore? Come, come, come, you don't have to be polite, I'm just passing by here, so don't pay attention to me."

  But everyone still stood where they were, without responding.

  Only those pairs of eyes filled with endless hatred.

   Zhang Taigong even wanted to leave immediately.

  Many people don't want to stay here, and they all want to leave.

  At this time, Zhang Anshi was calm and relaxed, as if he was taking a walk in the courtyard. Suddenly, with his hands behind his back, he turned around and asked Zhu Jin who was behind him: "Zhu Jin...how much is the food price now?"

   All of a sudden... everyone really couldn't move.

  Everyone seemed to have nails on their feet, motionless.

  Zhu Jin smiled and said: "Now? It's hard to say. If there are no accidents, it should be almost three taels of silver."

  Three twos...

  Although it is not known whether it is true or not, many people realize that...it may be...true.

  Many people are already worried. To be honest...this time...too much has been involved.

   At first, many people bought grain, but only bought a little bit, but later, when they saw that the price had risen too much, they began to regret buying less.

  Thus, the courage became bigger and bigger, and the scale of the purchase began to get bigger and bigger.

  They can comfort themselves, buying these grains is to attack the Taiping Mansion, which is a righteous cause, but in fact... it is nothing more than a desire to fill.

  After Zhu Jin finished speaking, Zhang Anshi frowned and said, "How much grain can be transported into the warehouse from each county today?"

   "Grandpa, there should be a million stones. The next two million stones may take half a month to be shipped into the warehouse."

   One million stones... There are two million stones to follow.

   This number is already the limit of everyone's imagination.

  Everyone listened to the conversation between Zhang Anshi and Zhu Jin, and some people kept telling themselves that this was just a lie...it was just a trick they played, they couldn't fool me, three million stone grain...where did they get it?

  After Zhang Anshi heard this, he smiled: "This is public grain, which cannot be moved. Half of it must be handed over to the imperial court. The grain of each county...how is the situation of our government's purchase?"

Zhu Jin said again: "All the counties let the grain stations collect, and the nine counties have a bumper harvest. In order to have a stable grain price, the grain stations in all places buy grain at a price of 800 ren, no matter how the grain price rises or falls, this is the case. .Now the market price is ridiculously high, and there are not many people who are willing to sell grain to grain stations, so they only charge about 700,000 shi."

   Cheap grain hurts the farmers, and expensive rice hurts the people. In order to solve this situation, grain stations are of great use. Zhang Anshi formulated a decree for the government to purchase grain uniformly.

In other words, no matter how much the grain price is, the grain station will buy it at one price. If the price of grain has fallen below 800 yuan, the grain station will still pay 800 yuan per stone, and the price of grain outside is soaring. Quotes.

   Of course, if farmers want to sell grain to merchants, there is no problem, as long as you are willing to sell, the grain station will not care.

   But in fact, even so, there are still many farmers who are willing to sell their grain to grain stations. On the one hand, the grain station is innocent, and the price is constant.

   On the other hand, if you want to sell to others, transportation is a big problem, and small farmers are already at a disadvantage when facing merchants. Even if the price of bulk grains soars, the purchase price of merchants will never be the market price.

  According to the surplus grain received alone, there are 700,000 shi... People here are dumbfounded.

  Of course, no one believed Zhang Anshi. In their view, Zhang Anshi was casting doubts.

But at this time, Zhang Anshi said briskly: "Seven hundred thousand shi... that's very good. Now that the price of bulk grain is so high, then sell all of them quickly. I will quote a price, two taels of silver for one shi, how much is it?" We will sell as much as people accept.”

  Zhu Jinxiang suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Sell all 700,000 shi?"

   "Sell all?"

   "What if the price falls below two taels of silver?"

Zhang Anshi said: "One tael of silver is also sold, not to mention one tael of silver, even if it is 800 Wen, it will be sold as usual! Now Taiping Mansion has a lot of food, as long as someone is willing to buy it, sell as much as you can if it is higher than 800 Wen! "

  Zhu Jindao: "Understood, my lord... I'll let someone place the order."

   Zhang Anshi said, walked to a place not far from Zhu Di with a smile, sat down, and looked at the scholars.

  These people are all dumbfounded and stunned.

  Zhang Anshi said with an amiable smile on his face: "Come on, continue to write poems. We are all elegant people. How can there be no poems in this situation?"

  Many people's faces were suddenly pale.

  Because they saw that there was indeed a person who ran away quickly after receiving Zhu Jin's order.

  At this moment, a servant suddenly rushed in and shouted: "Master, master, it's not good..."

   It was the boy called by Zhou Juren to sell grain.

The young fellow looked like he was mourning his concubine, and with a bit of a crying voice, he shouted: "Master, the market price can't be sold at all, and no buyer can be found. Now it is two taels of silver, and no one is willing to buy it. The young master said , even a tael of silver...no one is willing to buy grain. The young master also said that there are countless grains...on the wharf, the number is uncountable. A lot of feet are used to move the grain and put it into the warehouse. Everyone saw it with their own eyes. Yes, it's real food, and it's all new rice..."

  Every word of this boy, seemed to carry infinite power, like a sharp knife, on the heart of the person who killed here, it was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

   Thinking of Zhang Anshi daring to sell it for 800 yuan, almost everyone... suddenly felt dark.

But I heard the young man say: "Taiping Mansion...Taiping Mansion is very mature...the harvest...the big harvest...the news has already spread, it is the result of the personal investigation by cabinet scholar Yang Rong and cabinet scholar Hu Guang. Er Gong, I met the saint yesterday to report this good news...Yang Rong was full of praise for the Taiping Mansion, and even Hu Guang said the same...The young master heard it with his own ears...The young master said that our family's food...maybe later , I can’t even sell 800 Wen. Master...Young Master is going crazy right now..."

  That Zhou Juren... only felt that his eyes were full of stars.

  His body is light and fluffy, wobbly, eight hundred words...

   It's actually 800 words... and it can't be sold.

  There is still a lot of grain on the market. If no one buys it and everyone sells it, what will it mean?

  It means... This grain can only be piled up in the barn of your own family, and the storage cost, as well as the original purchase cost, add up together...

  Yes, yes...and Qianzhuang.

   Lost everything!

   This really emptied the whole house overnight.

   "Hu Guang said the same thing, this thief Hu Guang...will die a terrible death!" Someone cursed through gritted teeth.

  Hu Guang: "..."

   As everyone knows, everyone can accept that Zhang Anshi is his sworn enemy, so no matter how he fights with Zhang Anshi to the death, what methods Zhang Anshi uses, at most, he just scolds in private.

  As for Yang Rong, Yang Rong... usually doesn't have an image of integrity that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so... no one will be surprised that he did such a thing.

   But Hu Guang is obviously different to them. In the eyes of everyone, Hu Guang can be said to be a traitor, and he is the most hateful.

   As a result, some people howled, some beat their **** and fell, and some cursed angrily: "I wish I could eat Hu Guang's flesh alive."

  Someone hurriedly shouted: "Sell grain...Sell grain..."

  After Zhang Taigong heard this, he was stunned for a moment unacceptably, and then he seemed to be crazy, trembling slightly, and moved to rush out of the Confucian Pavilion. Who knows, the threshold has not yet been crossed.

Snapped…

  With a loud noise, a person suddenly fell from the sky.

   Immediately afterwards...it fell in front of his eyes like muddy meat.

  A well-behaved person was completely changed in an instant, and in front of Zhang Taigong, there was only a group of corpses that had long been out of human shape.

   Zhang Taigong opened his eyes wide and tried hard to recognize the **** scene in front of him. After all, he recognized it. This is Zhou Juren...

   It’s Zhou Juren!

  ...

  Chapter 2 is delivered, students, although Tiger admits that he has a part in gambling, but still wants to say: ask for a monthly ticket!

  (end of this chapter)