The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Yan Song smiled slightly: "When I designed Tianjin, I had already thought about today's situation. Look at the port."

Wang Jiaping smiled wryly and said, "I know that the port is protected by a city wall and is connected to the city of Beijing. But the problem is that the recent sea conditions are dangerous and the waves are raging, and our country's seaborne grains will not be able to arrive for a while."

"That's a problem." Yan Song pondered: "Looking for someone to buy food?"

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Chapter 704 Tianjin Grain Disappeared? 【2】

"That's a problem." Yan Song pondered: "Looking for someone to buy food?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Look for Korea, look for Japan!" Yan Song smiled slightly: "Let them transport the grain to the port and calculate it. Don't give gold and silver, convert it into their scarce silk, tea and porcelain, and give it to the spot!"

"Is this okay?" Wang Jiaping looked puzzled: "We are at war now. I'm afraid the Japanese and Koreans will take advantage of the fire."

"They don't dare!" Yan Song said with a slight smile: "My Daming's strength is there, as long as you are not blind, you can see it. It is only a matter of time before the Mongols are defeated. If the Japanese and Koreans want to take advantage of the fire, they have to weigh it themselves~ as a result of!"

At this moment, Wang Jiaping only felt that Yan Ge always had an indescribable arrogance.

"However, distant water cannot save a nearby fire. What if the grain ship from Koryo and Japan hasn't arrived within a month?"

Wang Jiaping hesitated.

"Then Tianjin, as a commodity base in the north, doesn't have enough food to support it?" Yan Song asked in surprise.

"That's not true." Wang Jiaping, as the deputy director of the Department of Shipping, knows the situation in Tianjin well: "Tianjin is the first city to open the sea, and it is also the terminal of the Ming water transport. It is almost one of the gathering places for northern grain. But Since the Mongol invasion, many big merchants have started hoarding intentionally, storing grain and not selling it. The supply of grain in the grain store is also very small, and they only sell about [-] buckets a day before closing their doors and closing the market, saying that there is no more in stock.”

As he spoke, he was filled with righteous indignation: "These profiteers! The country is in trouble. They don't say that they work hard. Why do they want to make money in the country's troubles? It's not a son of man! The price of food in Tianjin has risen three times a day. One dou, one two, three, soared to the current one dou, three, two, nine, the increase has tripled! And there is no market for the price!"

Hearing Wang Jiaping's report, Hai Rui, who was working on the side, was attracted and roared angrily: "These profiteers! There's no law for kings! Damn it! No wonder I always see people queuing up to buy food these days, always complaining If you can't buy food, your family will be unable to open the pot. And the price of food is soaring! It's really unreasonable!"

Hai Rui hated this kind of profiteer the most, and sympathized with the common people the most. He spit and said, "Triple the price of food! This is simply a robbery! We are fighting the Mongols at the front, isn't it just to stabilize the rear? Damn blood-sucking Grain merchants, however, took this opportunity to make a fortune for the country! How could they bear it?"

Yan Song frowned.

"The wealthy households in Tianjin should have stockpiled a lot of food, right?" Yan Song rubbed his chin: "Let them donate food, or the court buy it at a par price!"

"These big households?" Wang Jiaping wondered, "But all of them are people with deep backgrounds and rich wealth. At this time, the Mongols are invading, and they have rare food and goods in their hands. Buy them at a low price or let them donate them? I'm afraid they don't want to?"

Yan Song sneered: "I don't want to? I am the chief assistant of the cabinet, the minister of Kaihai, and even the commander-in-chief of the Jiliao theater! How about a deep background? Rich and powerful? Who can have a deep background as the chief assistant of my cabinet? How about rich and powerful? Who? Can the imperial court be rich and powerful? In Tianjin and even Jiliao, this one-third of an acre of land, I, Yan Song, are the ones who say nothing! Order me that all merchants in Tianjin must sell grain to the imperial court at a fair price, and those who violate it will be punished for sabotaging the War of Resistance!"

Wang Jiaping looked at Yan Song!

Yes, it's powerful!

He thought about it carefully, on this three-acre land in Tianjin, who could have a stronger background and strength than Mr. Yan Ge?This is a wartime situation, and the entire Jiliao is the domain of Mr. Yan Ge!

To put it bluntly, Mr. Yan Ge is the biggest black and evil force right now, and he wants to swallow these food, just a matter of words!Who dares to say no?

A "war needs, emergency food collection" can stop everyone's mouth!

Dare not to pay?Disobeying is punished as a crime of sabotaging the Anti-Japanese War, and you will be punished all over the house!

The so-called Fu Zun who broke the family, Ling Yin who destroyed the family!

What's more, the dignified chief assistant who holds the command of the entire theater?

"Okay!" Wang Jiaping looked excited, turned and left.

Now, he doesn't have to worry about food.

But things backfired.

Not long after Wang Jiaping went out excitedly, she came back dejected.

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"Mr. Yan Ge, something is not good, and I messed it up." Wang Jiaping's face was very ugly, and he said in shame: "I have conveyed this order to various merchants in Tianjin according to Mr. Ge's intention, but they all expressed , there is no food to hand over at all.”

"Oh?" This result was a bit beyond Yan Song's expectations.

According to his expectation, no one in Tianjin should dare to disobey his order, and food should be easily gathered to help the court survive this wave.As long as there is another month, grain transport from Japan, Korea and other grains will be transported, and Tianjin will be safe and sound.

On the battlefield, Altan Khan had suffered repeated setbacks. The offensive and defensive battle of the city wall proved that the Mongols could not get in at all. If Tianjin did not worry about food and internal worries, Tianjin would hardly be in any danger of falling.

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Grain merchants have refused to hand over the grain?

This matter is a bit strange.

Someone must be doing something behind this!

Hai Rui became even angrier when he heard Wang Jiaping's words.

"These grain merchants are all crazy?" Hai Rui exclaimed angrily, "I'll take people from house to house to collect grain, and see who dares not to hand in the grain?"

"Wait a minute, I need to investigate this matter." Yan Song thought for a while, since this is a big matter, it's better to be cautious.

He smelled a conspiracy in it.

Yan Song thought about it, and decided that it would be better to visit Weifu privately.

Yan Song was about to go out, but Shakespeare followed him again: "Prime Minister Yan Song, I request to go to Weibo with you for a private visit."

Chen Yuanyuan, who has been rehearsing with him recently, also came up and said, "Master, I also want to see what happened."