Chapter 676: Beating a Dog in the Closed Door

Zheng Ke led a group of people out of the Grand Governor's Mansion, and everyone got into the sedan chair tacitly and walked towards the Zheng Mansion's villa. When they arrived at the other courtyard, the sedan chair fell, and the people who arrived first did not leave the sedan chair until Zheng Ke got out of the sedan chair. However, no one said anything in front of the middle gate, and they all entered the sedan chair. After a while, the lights in the inner hall lit up, and several families on the night were busy boiling water and pouring tea. The people sat down under the lights.

It was already the third update. Although this was the case, no one was tired and was full of energy, but his face was a little unsightly.

Now the death-seeking ghost has given a deadline. If he does not pay the food, no one dares to predict the consequences. Chen, the surname is always free of room for his work. Who knows what the situation will be?

Of course, the grain merchants were also afraid, and they were afraid that Chen Ao would give him an order. The lieutenant and the border army would be dispatched to confiscate the food. If the chickens were stealing, wouldn’t they have a waste of work?

So everyone's eyes fell on Zheng Ke. We should see what Zheng Ke said, what the Duke of Zheng said, and what everyone would do.

Zheng Ke slowly drank a sip of hot tea, his face calm, and he couldn't see anything unusual. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "What are you watching me do? Chen Ao is not the one who wants to deal with me. Do you have to get this idea?"

Huang Ting, who was slapped before, smiled awkwardly: "We are following the leader of the Duke. The Duke said he had handed over the grain obediently, so we will never frown. If the Duke said he would hold on to the end with the Chen surname, even if he was a sea of ​​swords and fire, we would have to bite the bullet and deal with the Chen surname."

Zheng Ke smiled and said, "I want to hear what you said, should I hand over this grain or not?"

Huang Ting frowned and said hesitantly: "If the grain is paid, my Huang family will not only not be profitable, but will have to pay more than 100,000 yuan. If it is not paid, it will be sold with the current profit. In addition, the business of the pawnshop will be able to make at least 10 million yuan in just a few months. If this is the case, of course I will not be willing to pay it. Besides, in order to complete this Taiyuan transaction, my Huang family has delayed much business. If it fails, it will be hundreds of thousands of yuan. The Huang family is a small family, how can they afford such trouble?"

The other few people also echoed: "Brother Huang said it well, and the same is true for our Liu family. This business is completed, even if it is a golden basin, it is enough for several generations of expenses. How can this great wealth be lost just by saying it? Can a sentence named Chen scare us?"

Seeing that many people supported him, Huang Ting couldn't help but stroke his beard and laughed: "It's precisely this truth. After a hundred years of life, I finally encountered such an opportunity. How could I watch him slip away from my hands?"

While drinking tea, Zheng Ke heard it, and seeing that everyone stopped talking, he said to several silent grain merchants: "What do you mean?"

The few people stood up and said, "I'd like to take a gamble."

"Okay!" Zheng Ke's lips trembled and said with a little excitement: "I've done halfway through the matter, I would rather lose everything than give in. To be honest, the Chen surnamed Chen killed Wen Xianzhi and had committed a heinous crime. The imperial envoy from the court will arrive in just over a month. Sooner or later, he will lock him into the capital. He is trying to jump over the wall and force us to hand over the grain in his last breath. This grain cannot be handed over!"

Zheng Ke continued firmly: "After twelve hours, if he comes to urge grain, just say that the grain has been sold out. Tonight, we will move the grain out of the warehouse and find some confidants to store the grain."

It is not difficult to store grain. Since these grain merchants dare to come here to do this beheading business, there will be no preparations? Anyone who sells grain has a huge cellar to store grain. This is also a commercial secret and the rule of this industry.

"But what if the man surnamed Chen brought someone to search?" Huang Ting couldn't help asking.

Zheng Ke smiled faintly and said, "Let him copy it, he can't copy it. When there is no food, he can't kill everyone's head. As long as he bite the food tightly, what can he do?"

"But what to do with the business?"

Zheng Ke sneered: "Let's hungry first, wait until Chen Ao is locked and taken to Beijing, we will sell it. Not to mention ten or twenty, even twenty. Wouldn't hungry people pay obediently? Then, they will buy land deeds, land deeds, house deeds and antique treasures at a low price. If you change your hands like this, you will probably make a difference in profit."

The silk, silk, satin, agate, pearls and jade, and high fields are not edible. In less than two months, the copper coins and gold and silver in the entire Taiyuan City will flow into the hands of grain merchants, as well as land, real estate, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc. If you really can't get silver, besides taking these things worth ten thousand yuan in the Taiyuan season as a hundred yuan and a thousand yuan to exchange for more than a dozen pounds of grain to survive?

Everyone was excited after hearing Zheng Ke's words. The value of the entire Taiyuan City is uncountable. Things that are worthless now can be worth a few years, but in a few years, their value can be increased by hundreds or thousands of times.

Zheng Ke smiled and said, "There was something happened last month. Someone took a picture of Yan Zhenqing's running script to pawn. Do you know the value of this running script?"

Everyone stretched their necks.

Zheng Ke smiled and said, "Two hundred stakes!"

Huang Ting took a breath and couldn't help but say, "Yan Zhenqing is one of the best running script masters in the world. No one in the former Tang Dynasty is better than that. Besides, his running script has been lost, and even the various vassal states are buying it. When they were in Jiangnan, I heard that someone bought a copybook of his for a high price of 110,000 yuan. This running script is worth at least 50,000 yuan."

Zheng Ke blew tea and smiled, "The 50,000 guan of rice is only exchanged for 100 guan. If the current rice price is calculated, it can only be exchanged for twenty guan. However, people always have to eat, and keep this thing but cannot fill their stomachs. If you don't eat it, you will starve to death. If you don't eat it, you will starve to death. If you don't, do you want to starve all the whole family to death or do you obediently exchange this thing for food?"

Huang Ting said: "Of course, it is important to survive first."

Zheng Ke swallowed a sip of tea and laughed: "It's this principle. When a person dies, nothing will be gone. Everyone understands this principle. Nowadays, most people are just fancy clothes and frames, but when these things are empty, it's time to show off their wealth. So as long as this transaction is done well, it will be a huge wealth. Zheng wants to stop, but he has no choice but to sacrifice his life."

To boost the morale of these grain merchants, there is no need to say anything great. Zheng Ke’s words made everyone think about it. As long as he could figure it out, what else would he dare not do?

It was not until the fifth hour that everyone dispersed and went back to the rice shop to handle the aftermath.

Just as dawn was dawn, the servants in the city got up very early, and there were only one thousand buckets of grain left in the official warehouse, but they still had to be given away. The porridge shed was smashed and I rested again. The stove was still ready. The victims in the city smelled the fragrance of porridge and immediately rushed over. Today, there was something unusual. Everyone was silent and lined up again.

On the Grand Governor's Office, Chen Ao had already returned to the imperial envoy headquarters, leaving only Liang Jian behind. Liang Jian, the governor of Liang Jian, was really absent-minded, thinking in his mind when the imperial court ordered him to lock up the King of Pingxi, and he would be over. The best result was to go back to become his own chief minister. If he was unlucky, he might have to send him to the capital together with King of Pingxi.

Now the King of Pingxi clearly wanted him to set aside the forbidden businessmen, but he was disobedient. King of Pingxi turned around and might have to deal with himself. If he did as the King of Pingxi commands, then the King of Zheng would probably have to settle the matter with him.

After being embarrassed, I finally made up my mind. Since someone has already pulled me down, what else can I think about? It's just that God is pitiful. God blesses the King of Pingxi forever...

The word "Eternal Green" is a bit unlucky, but Liang Jian is a rough man, and he knows the big characters. If he makes him quaint the words, it will be a difficult task for him.

These twelve hours start from the hour of Mao, so now it is only noon, and there are still ten hours before the ultimatum. Liang Jian was a little absent-minded. When he went to the hall with the pastry at noon, a captain came over and said, "Your Highness has given him a ***, please take a look at the Governor Liang."

He said he was giving a ***, but in fact he was giving an imperial edict. How dare Liang Jian not listen? He immediately took the ***, his face changed again, and he couldn't help but ask the captain: "What is the King of Pingxi doing?"

The captain smiled and said, "Your Highness said, close the door and beat the dog!"

Liang Jian shook his head and couldn't help but say, "The dogs in the world are endless, why should your highness be so serious?"

Liang Jian was a little impressed at this time. This guy was neither for glory nor for money. He was determined to deal with the unscrupulous businessmen to the end, even without caring about his wealth and life, just to save tens of thousands of people. There are few such people, too few, and they are stubborn and stupid.

Liang Jian couldn't help but think again, King Pingxi looked very clever, why was he so unwise when encountering such a thing? Alas... I should take good care of myself. If he wants to be a saint, I, Liang Jian, can only be his accomplice.

Thinking of the word "accomplice", Liang Jian couldn't help laughing. Only those who are traitors have accomplices, and those who are in front of the saints don't know what it is.

The more Liang Jian thought about it, the more outrageous he became. He suddenly felt relieved and was upset again. He was old and thought about everything he did. This was not good. He should do what King Pingxi ordered immediately.

So they immediately asked someone to beat the drum. After a while, the generals of each battalion came and arranged in two squads to greet Liang Jian. Everyone looked at Liang Jian without envying, and even the person who was close to him did not congratulate him. Instead, they always felt that this Liang Dusi had been peaceful for so many years and had not died on the battlefield for decades. Today, they were afraid that they would be punished by this matter, so they all felt a little more sympathy and were even more respectful to Liang Jian.

Liang Jian also saw the thoughts of others, so he looked straight and tried not to accept the sympathy of others. He said seriously: "Now the acting governor of *** asked you to come here to convey the order. From now on, the border troops of each battalion are not allowed to be lazy anymore, and the King of Pingxi..." He immediately changed his words, and seemed a little embarrassed because he exposed himself. He coughed dryly and continued: "What this governor means is that Taiyuan City is now a troublesome. The five gates of Taiyuan will be closed from now on, and you are not allowed to go out. Zhang Chao and Liu Zhi, you two divide your troops to guard the five gates. If anyone wants to leave the city, you can lock them up immediately and wait for the Governor's Office to deal with it."

"Abide by the order!" Everyone was very proud of this generation of Governor, and there was no doubt at all. Some people were about to die and had to follow his heart's wishes.

Liang Jian continued: "Deng Cheng and Wang Bi immediately led troops to patrol the streets. Anyone who provoked trouble can immediately suppress the situation and will not violate it."

"Abide by the order!"

Liang Jian found a little bit of high pleasure at this time, and couldn't help but get into a state of state. He continued: "The rest of the battalions are always on standby in the battalions, and the Governor's Office will issue a command at any time."

"Abide by the order!"

Liang Jian sighed, the governor was doing quite smoothly, and his mind couldn't help but fall on Shen Ao's ***, thinking to himself, King Pingxi wouldn't want to kill people again, right? My God, is this my husband's knife? Is he the mastermind or a threat?

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Chapter completed!