Leaving the palace, Shen Liancheng, who was sitting in a sedan chair, looked gloomy. 【Latest chapter reading. Listening to the chatter and panic of the uninformed people in the streets and alleys, she did feel very angry.

She came to the third uncle Shen Zhongbo's mansion.

Shen Zhongbo is thirty years old, and he was born with a good skin, no matter how simple his clothes are on him, they can't hide his dazzling.

What is amazing is that he not only has a father who is the prince of heaven, but also has both ability and political integrity, at such an age, he is already an eight-life doctor in the court, and among Shen Liancheng's uncles, the official position is the highest.

When Shen Liancheng entered the third uncle's house, he always felt sorry for him when he saw the small courtyard and the overwhelming depression in winter.

The third uncle is really a good official with clean sleeves, and he has received rewards from Yulu and the Son of Heaven, but it is not enough for him to give alms, so that the family is surrounded by four walls, and few can do it. Several cousins and cousins lived as poor as children of ordinary people's families.

Shen Liancheng rarely came to the third uncle's house. Every time she came, she felt that what she was wearing on her head was a sin. She annoyed her third uncle to teach her about luxury, and she was also afraid of the pitiful and envious eyes of her younger siblings when they looked at her.

"Uncle, I heard that you have some salt at home." Shen Liancheng came this time and got straight to the point, "How much have you hoarded?" ”

As soon as Shen Zhongbo heard this, he immediately asked the two slaves who were waiting in the house to retreat, and then asked in a low voice, "How do you know that I have hoarded salt?" ”

"Everyone is hoarding, so I want to ask Uncle how much he has hoarded." Shen Liancheng didn't explain, and prevaricated.

"You're stocking up too?" Shen Zhongbo was suddenly a little excited, and after thinking about it, he felt that he was asking nonsense. When did his niece and nephew not be inlaid with gold and jade when she was a child? Do you still need to stock up on salt to make this little money?

He hurriedly changed the conversation and told Shen Liancheng honestly: "I don't hoard much, just ten catties." After making money, I want to make two new clothes for your cousins and cousins, and then repair the family house. Isn't it almost the end of the Chinese New Year? Refurbishment. ”

Shen Liancheng was speechless for a while, and he actually felt that it was reasonable for him to do this.

There must be many officials like the third uncle who are planning to do this, right? Originally, they were poor and could not hoard in large quantities like the wealthy merchants and magnates, but they made a lot of money from a small amount, and each household had a lot of 10 catties and 20 catties.

"Uncle, aren't you afraid that your grandfather will find out and blame you for the ill-gotten gains?" Shen Liancheng had to remind him like this.

"How is this ill-gotten gain?" Shen Zhongbo disagreed, "Isn't this a normal transaction?" I stocked up on salt at the right time, because I had the foresight. ”

"Uncle, do you know that officials, merchants, and magnates everywhere are doing this? As a result, the people can't afford to eat salt? If the price of salt remains so high, the people who cannot afford to eat it will surely fall ill, causing great turmoil. ”

As soon as Shen Zhongbo heard this, he immediately knew the truth. But he was not reconciled, and he only hoarded ten catties of salt, compared to those rich merchants and magnates, what is this amount? Even if he gave it away, it wouldn't work.

Shen Liancheng naturally knew his thoughts, so he said seriously: "Uncle leave a pound of salt to eat at home, and give me the rest!" Otherwise, I'll tell my grandfather about it. ”

"Don't!" Shen Zhongbo definitely didn't want his father Shen Kuo to know about it.

"Yuhe, go back and exchange three hundred taels of silver and send it to my third uncle." Shen Liancheng didn't want the third uncle to be disappointed, so he made such an order.

Shen Zhongbo wanted to dissuade him, but when he heard that she was going to buy it for three hundred taels, his heart was balanced.

"That's it! Then you still use the silver to do anything, you don't like this strange thing to live in, I just keep it for my own food. "You still have to talk politely, and you can't let your niece think that she is crazy about money.

"I also don't want my grandfather to know, and I want to blame Uncle again." Shen Liancheng sneered, and quickly said: "I'm going back, my grandfather is now very worried that the people can't afford to eat salt and will get sick." ”

"Let's go back! Your brain is turning fast, and you can go back and give him advice from the old man. ”

Shen Liancheng returned to the Taifu Mansion and found that his grandfather Shen Kuo had already entered the palace to face the saint. She couldn't help but sigh. Because she knew that her grandfather would return in vain.

As she expected, when Shen Kuo came back, his face was depressed and gloomy.

"The Son of Heaven has no idea how bad this thing is!" He sat down and blurted out.

"It's not that I don't know that things are bad, but ......" Shen Liancheng's words were sluggish, and he simply looked at his grandfather and said bluntly, "He is not the son of heaven of all people, but the son of heaven of officials, nobles, and rich people." ”

Shen Kuo looked back at Shen Liancheng, and suddenly sighed heavily, "The Son of Heaven is my one-handed support for adulthood, it's my fault!" He almost felt that he would go underground in the future, and he would have no face to face the dying emperor.

"Grandfather, the Son of Heaven is resolute, you must not be tough." What Shen Liancheng is most worried about is that after the matter ferments, his grandfather will go to extremes.

"If we can't persuade the Son of Heaven to issue a document to curb this matter, the matter will definitely develop worse and worse. There is still medicine to cure the people's physical illnesses and diseases, and if they have resentment and arouse the anger of the people, it will be out of control. Shen Kuo said angrily, "With such an atmosphere, today is salt, tomorrow is rice, won't the people always be played with by those gentry and nobles and cunning businessmen?" ”

Seeing the growing indignation between his grandfather's words, Shen Liancheng was worried. But she pursed her lips and said nothing. Because she knew that her grandfather would not stay out of it. In the next few days, he will definitely think of setting up laws and regulations to persuade the Son of Heaven to issue an order for the people.

Sure enough, more than ten days have passed, and the price of salt has remained high, but there are more monks and less porridge, and some people have squeezed their heads in the salt market in order to buy some salt. And his grandfather, Shen Kuo, also broke his head on Luan Qing Palace, but he couldn't change anything.

In order to relieve the poor people, the Taifu Mansion even spent a high price to buy salt and give it to the people. The philanthropic nobles in Kyoto also followed suit. Among them, there are many alms from Chen Guogong's mansion. But this does not solve the problem at the root of the problem.

On this day in Yanshi, Shen Liancheng and Chen Xiang met each other.

"Do you have a way to convince the Son of Heaven?" Looking at the hustle and bustle of Yanshi, there were scenes of quarrels and fights from time to time, Chen Xiang frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask Shen Liancheng.

"If you want to cut meat from the Son of Heaven for nothing, it is absolutely impossible." Shen Liancheng was very sure of this, "What else can we exchange with the Son of Heaven in our hands?" ”

"Shall we?" Chen Xiang's heart couldn't help but feel hot. At this time, she doesn't distinguish between each other, which is good.

Shen Liancheng knew what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but glance at him and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Chen Xiang hurriedly called her, and reminded him kindly: "Look forward to your grandfather's ......"

Before the words fell, a house slave came to Taifu's house. He went straight to Shen Liancheng and said anxiously: "Oh no, son-in-law!" The Emperor Zun couldn't kneel down in the Luanqing Palace, and wanted to die to admonish the Son of Heaven to issue a decree......"

In such a cold winter, my grandfather was old again, and he couldn't kneel in front of the cold Luan Qing Palace, but he was afraid that in the middle of the night, he would die. (To be continued.) )