Chapter 611: Convergence

Today is indeed a day when the industries under the name of the Protectorate have gathered from all sides to meet.

It's just that the meeting that had been held in the conference hall of the outer courtyard was now held in the side hall of Feng Yuyao's Qionglin Courtyard.

Feng Yuyao sat on the main seat of the principal, and there was a nurse beside her, and Mama Yang, who was waiting for her.

His complexion is ruddy and shiny, and his complexion is also unprecedentedly good, where is the appearance that he can't even go to the account room in the outer courtyard when he is sick.

There are two rows on the left and right at the bottom, all of which are the shopkeepers and stewards who have entered Beijing and lived in the inn one after another last night.

"Madam, the crops and chickens, ducks, pigs, sheep and other livestock on the grange are all very good, and in addition to supplying them to the provinces, there can also be surplus to sell!" A grange steward in his fifties and sixties declared.

"Madam, I think it's better not to sell the surplus grain and livestock!" The steward of another grange suggested.

When Feng Yuyao heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at him and asked kindly, "What do you say?" ”

"Madam, a few days ago, the six princes personally escorted the grain and grass to the border pass, right?" The steward asked with a smile.

Feng Yuyao nodded, and the two princes of 69 went out of Beijing to escort grain and grass together, which is not only a major event known to the capital, but also spread at the same time, and it is not uncommon: "What does this have to do with our grain?" ”

"Madam, the six princes have always only worked in the capital, and there are special grain transport officers in charge of escorting grain and grass, but the emperor suddenly asked the six princes to escort grain and grass, don't you think there are any signs?" The steward asked with a smile again.

"Hey, Feng Qiang, if you have something to say, just say it. Playing dumb riddles makes people guess the headache, and Madame doesn't have so much spare time to listen to you! The previous steward said impatiently.

But he still looked a little jealous of Feng Qiang.

Feng Yuyao seemed to have some numbers in her heart, and looked at Feng Qiang encouragingly: "Yes, you said it clearly, if what you said is reasonable, do what you want!" ”

"Yes!" Feng Qiang received Feng Yuyao's encouragement, and immediately looked up with confidence and said, "Our dynasty has been happy for more than ten years since it ascended the throne today, and those small countries with wolf ambitions at the border have begun to move. I think I've been recuperating for so many years. I already have the ability to fight against our country, so I will often provoke trouble at the border, aiming to protect! ”

"Steward Feng. Where did you hear all this? "Some people don't think so." We haven't heard such a rumor in the capital. You're only in Jizhong, why did you hear about it? ”

"Yes, Steward Feng. These words are not just casual words! The shopkeeper, who was timid and didn't want to have a war, said in fear, and subconsciously glanced outside the door of the side hall.

Mama Yang also looked at Feng Yuyao with some worry, and thought to herself: If there is a war, I am afraid that Grandpa Guo, who has been happy for many years, will also lead the troops to the battle.

It's just that she is just a slave in the inner house, and it is inconvenient to intervene in front of the shopkeepers and stewards everywhere at this time, so she can only look at Feng Yuyao's expression.

The most important thing is that this Feng Qiang is Madame's distant cousin, although he is a very greedy person, but he helps Madame do a lot of things on weekdays, which others don't know, so Madame also looks at him differently.

It's just that it's rare for a person who sees money and doesn't let him sell grain and livestock to make money, which can be seen to arouse his wife's curiosity.

Feng Yuyao understood what Feng Qiang meant, but asked with some uncertainty: "Is it possible, do you want to store our grain and livestock and sell them to the officials who levy grain at that time?" ”

If it is true, as Feng Qiang said, a war may break out at the border pass, then a large amount of grain will be sold to the government, and the income must be guaranteed.

It's just that, as most people guess, Feng Yuyao doubts that there will really be a war?

After all, the border has been peaceful for so many years, and she hasn't heard any rumors from her husband Meng Tang, if these are just Feng Qiang's nonsense, wouldn't the food that has been stored for a long time be wasted?

"Definitely!" Feng Qiang shook a finger and said very firmly.

"Then what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?" Another steward, who was also in charge of the Grange, was displeased.

He was the steward of a grange outside the capital, and he always thought that being close to the capital was the most powerful, and he had always been.

Who knew that there was a snowstorm the year before last, and the grange under his jurisdiction could almost be described as having no harvest.

Although it was a natural disaster and manpower could not be recovered, at the regular meeting of the stewards, he still felt that he had lost face and could not lift his head or waist when he walked.

Finally, the weather was good before last year, and the harvest of winter wheat and other crops was very impressive, and now he still feels that he can show off his might, and wash away the shame of last year's snow, but he doesn't want Feng Qiang and doesn't know what tricks to play.

There is a harvest in a good year, minus the surplus grain and livestock supplied to the government, if he buys it at a good price, he will not only have the red envelope reward given by his master, but also get some benefits from it.

He thought that this was the tacit common interest of all the managers present, but he didn't expect Feng Qiang to suddenly come to such a scene, and he naturally showed his displeasure.

Feng Qiang glanced at the steward, but he looked indifferent and didn't care about him, but he didn't continue to sell Guanzi, and said to Feng Yuyao seriously: "Madam, this time the emperor asked the six princes to go to the border pass in person, I'm afraid that the six princes want to go to the border pass first to understand the situation at the border pass at this time, and be familiar with the general affairs over there, and then you can make preparations early!" The sixth prince is the future husband of the young lady, and he is also the prince who is currently the most supported by the ministers of the DPRK and China! Madam, think about it carefully, if there is really an incident at the border pass, our Protectorate Mansion will take the lead first, and in the name of you and Miss, unconditionally donate the surplus grain and livestock from each grange to the army led by the Six Princes, how will such a reaction affect the current situation in the court? ”

Feng Qiang really can't say clearly, the most likely thing to affect is the candidate for the prince!

But as soon as these words came out, all the people present were the best of the smart people, and they immediately understood the meaning of Feng Qiang's words.

Even the steward of the grange in the suburbs of the capital who was secretly competing with Feng Qiang no longer sneered.

The Protectorate may also carry the heavy responsibility of protecting the country, but, for the time being, what is more valuable and beneficial than secretly supporting and supporting the future prince?

Not to mention that the voice of the Six Princes is the highest, let's just say that under the current situation, a Nine Emperor Prince, who was originally unlearned and unruly, suddenly appeared, and there was also hope of winning the heir, and those of them who were close to Feng Yuyao were naturally on the side of Meng Guanyue and the Six Princes. (To be continued.) )