Between the mountains, there is a white snow, looking from afar, it is like a new dress between heaven and earth, white and pure. Between the undulating mountains, you can occasionally see a large river, and a small city is dotted in the distance, due to the crowd of people, showing a different scene from this white world. It was a slightly sunny day between the snowfalls, and outside the gates of Shandong's Daimyo Mansion, you could still see the entry and exit of merchant travelers.

A team of porters composed of more than ten people was entering through the city gate at this time, and the person at the head gave some copper coins to the soldiers guarding the city gate, and the two sides chatted a few words.

“…… Although the snow covers the mountain, it is not peaceful anywhere, and our daimyo's mansion is still a good place, and you go west and north from here, and I have recently heard that they are all killing heads. ”

“…… Oh, kill so badly? ”

"Oh, kill the big grain farmers and black-hearted grain dealers, and use the knife directly, and immediately kill without waiting for the autumn decision. You don't know what to do, the price of rice and grain has risen, and we have also risen here, but it has not risen much, and we can live a few days in peace......"

After a few pleasantries, the porter's party entered the city. Although he seems to be a porter, he is actually not a lone farmer. Heavy snow has closed the mountain, the road is not easy to walk, and the methods of robbers in some places have become more cruel. This team of porters, in fact, is a dart team from a small place, and the men in the team, some of whom are farmers, and some of whom are ruffians, are organized to take advantage of the poor road and high prices to make this money.

The man at the head led them to a nearby dart bureau to deliver the goods. Then he went to the cheapest inn in the city and found a place to settle down. The goods have been delivered, and there is some money in hand at this time, so it is a matter of course to buy some goods from a large place to go back. The leader also wanted to take advantage of the return trip to see if there was any other business to do, so he asked around and inquired. At noon, he asked about the lack of grain in the northwest and the inflated price of grain, thinking that his group of people might be able to make a lot of money by buying some rice and grain in the Daimyo's mansion, and he asked a few people, but he got the intention. Not consistently.

This team is from a small place. Most of them haven't seen much of the world, some just say they listen to the eldest brother, but they still have some hesitation, and some say that they have been out for too long. It's the weather again. I want to go back sooner. The man at the head asked a few people. Knowing that the Tao was not the way, he went to find a few people who he thought were key.

At this time, most of the group dispersed, and some wandered around the city and did not return. Some stayed in their rooms, while others were somewhat extravagant in making some cheap food and eating and drinking in nearby restaurants. When the man at the head went to the door of the tavern, he saw one of the men he was looking for, a man crouching on the steps, dressed plainly. The robe on his body has been placed in the room, but the hat has not been taken off, even if he is squatting, he can see that he is quite tall. The man at the head squatted down beside him, glanced at him, and said with a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother Fang." "It's not salty, it's not light, it's just a casual name.

There were several terrible scars on the face under the hat, which ruined his originally handsome face, and a pair of eyes were like stagnant water at this time, sometimes giving people the feeling that they couldn't laugh. Lin Chong, the former leopard head, was squatting on the side of the road at this time, eating a cold coarse grain bun in small bites.

The man surnamed Fang, who was the leader, would not look down on him, because he understood that although this scar-faced man was usually taciturn and easy to bully, his own martial arts were actually very high. As for how tall it is, he can't understand it, but he only knows that if the other party really makes a move, he and his party may not be his opponent combined, and he may have encountered some great tragedy and ended up in a village and town. That's why he came to him.

"Brother Mu, I just calculated with a few friends, in the northwest, the price of grain has risen very high, and now the snow is closing the mountains, and the grain is unlucky, so I think, we are out anyway, we might as well take this opportunity to make more money and go back, as long as we can get to Hebei......"

In order to convince this "Brother Mu", the man surnamed Fang described the success of this matter vividly. He said for a while, and the other party finally turned his head again: "I'm sorry, Brother Fang, I'm ...... You're going back in a hurry, and you're going to find someone else......"

"Uh......" The face of the man surnamed Fang could not hide his disappointment, but then he smiled, "Okay, it's okay, I understand, Zhilu said that you have to go back to accompany your mother-in-law, hahahahaha......ha

As he was saying this, there was a sudden rush of chickens and dogs jumping on the side of the road, and it seemed that someone was coming, disturbing the shops on both sides. The man surnamed Fang looked over, and under the hat, Lin Chong put the cold and hard steamed bun into his mouth, and then heard a voice, which suddenly came over.

That's him...... I never thought I'd hear it again.

"Wow ha......ha Fuck me! You look so ugly and you still hang out, you are not afraid of scaring people on a cold day, my little golden monkey must have nothing to do with you...... The mushroom in front and in front of you, don't run, it's so cold, of course you have to hug each other to warm up——"

The man surnamed Fang muttered: "Could this be the new ......tyrant of the Daimyo Mansion that the shopkeeper told me just now" didn't notice that the teeth of the companions around him trembled, and the whole body was already unusually tense, and the hand that had never held the bun, along with the whole body, was trembling slightly.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, my dad is a high boy! Get out of the way! It seemed that the second girl did not interest him, and the man who made the voice walked all the way forward. Beside him, there were seven or eight guards, with teeth and claws, but whenever someone flashed slowly, they were pushed away by the other party. Seeing the other party coming, the man surnamed Fang hurriedly stood up and took a step back. And next to him, a man wearing a hat squatted there and did not move, and a guard came over and kicked him over: "Don't get in the way!" Good dogs don't get in the way! ”

The kick hit the man's shoulder, and he leaned to the side. His left hand was silently propped up on the ground, and in his right hand, he grabbed the bun and fell to his waist.

The guards passed by in a high-profile manner under the name of the Taiwei Mansion, the fox and the tiger were mighty, and the person who had just kicked him walked over, Gao Muen paced over, with an unhappy expression: "Hmph~Hmph~Hmph~"

No one noticed, the man on the steps. The body is already tense like a cheetah. He propped one hand on the ground as a fulcrum, and his feet accumulated strength. As long as he let go of the bun and grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, the next moment it happened on the road. It's going to be a bloodbath.

He didn't look up. In the eyes. Gao Muen's boots stepped across the road, and the shortest distance between the two was only two steps. He gritted his teeth. Ready to rush out of the ......

"No—to—get in the way—"

The guards smashed over a small stall in front of them, and the group walked through the street. The man surnamed Fang saw his companion being kicked, and after his body turned to the side, he maintained that position for a long time. He patted the other party's shoulder: "Brother Mu, we can't afford to mess with that person." ”

The other party stood up and glanced at him, the man surnamed Fang was slightly stunned, and for a while, he didn't know how to describe the blood in the other party's eyes, but then said: "That...... I'll go in first, Brother Mu, you think about it, I'll ask the others......"

Lin Chong walked into the tavern in a daze. At this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, he really wanted to kill Gao Muen at that moment, as long as he made a sudden move, including Gao Muen, none of the seven or eight guards around him would survive. At that moment, what flashed in his mind was perhaps the power of the Taiwei Mansion, or some woman waiting for him in the small village, or maybe nothing sounded so specifically, but his head was buzzing......

There were people talking in the tavern, someone talking, and a noun flashed into his ears.

“…… Do you know that it is the old hero Zhou Dong...... Iron Arm Zhou Dong...... Within two months, 27 villages were selected in a row...... forced them to release food...... Do you know how many people in Lu Dao survived because of him......"

He remembered his master, and the thunderous kick came to his chest again.

“…… What do you come to do! ”

"Megalomaniacal...... You are a rebel...... Come and kill me! ”

"Morality in my heart, no time or forget, hahaha

"I'll fuck you—"

Once, there was such a piece of heaven and earth, which belonged to Gao Muen, belonged to Zhou Dong, and maybe some of it belonged to him. And now, Gao Muen has done evil in the Daimyo's Mansion, Master...... Heroic in the world. And he ...... There is nothing left......

What should he do, what does Master want him to do, what does he want to do, and what does she want him to do......

With a buzzing in his head, his hand touched the hilt of the knife and he stood up from there again. Walking all the way out of the tavern, the vision in front of him became very narrow, but he still followed the direction and followed Gao Muen's side, and soon after, he also saw the backs of the gang.

That's how he followed. All the way up to ...... Gao Muen walked into the big courtyard gate guarded by officers and soldiers.

He hid in the alley and threw a punch at the wall, then another punch. Bang, bang, bang.

The walls of the green bricks show cracks like spider webs.

"Division...... Parent ......"

Between his lips, there was a faint name, but in his heart, what flashed at this moment was the appearance of a woman in a distant village. As he refused to admit it, the image was fleeting.

I'm going to kill him tonight, tonight......

That's what he thinks in his heart...... Wait until he is ready to come and kill him......

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In the rest of his life, Gao Muen didn't know that the most difficult intersection between him and Lin Chong happened under such circumstances. Even if he knew the Tao, he didn't care at all.

He came to the Daimyo's Mansion for fun, but in the name of the outside world, he came to do business, fulfill the responsibilities of a yai, and make money and land.

For this food shortage, as long as people have the ability, they want to make a fortune more or less. Gao Yu and Liang Zhongshu of the Daimyo Mansion have already exchanged letters, and they are ready to cooperate, after Gao Muen came over, he was in his heart with a little sense of responsibility, and he did not have the slightest concern about this grain storage.

Of course, following the big households, stockpiling grain is actually a simple job. Master Chen, who followed him this time, was the leader of the Taiwei Mansion, and the other side was naturally Liang Zhongshu. Once Gao Muen asked. Master Chen will introduce the progress of this grain storage to his young master, in the early stage, it can be regarded as smooth sailing, Gao Muen also feels that he is going to be in the limelight this time, and he will make a lot of money to go back to his father, and he is somewhat proud.

Finding flowers and asking willows is his main business, and the inquiry about the grain is only in the interval between "work", and occasionally he will give orders, and Master Chen is naturally submissive and says that he has complied. However, since recently. In Master Chen's mouth. This time, the process of stockpiling grain did not seem so smooth.

The imperial court dealt a severe blow to the grain stockpile, and it was full of methods, especially after the snow. The method of killing is also used. Gao Muen heard the news from Master Chen. Apparently the situation is not good. It is said that some retail investors have loosened, and the returns on their side may not be as high as expected. Gao Muen said: "Of course, the person on the right is very powerful. Where can you ordinary people fight him? "It's like you want to fight treachery, but you can only go out by yourself.

Then he asked, "Will the plan be released?" "The other party's suggestion was to write a letter back and let the old man put pressure on him, so he naturally did the same. In fact, Liang Zhongshu is the son-in-law of Taishi Cai, and he will definitely write it. But in hindsight, the decline in food prices has not been curbed by them.

Recently, the weather has been cold, and I didn't find a suitable girl for a run this morning, which made Gao Muen quite unhappy. Back in the Liang Mansion, Master Chen came over again, it seemed that the price of food had indeed fallen a lot, and it couldn't be raised, so he asked Gao Muen's opinion. Gao Muen said: "I said it a long time ago! Qin Siyuan's old thief is very powerful, and you don't listen. And that Ning Liheng...... I don't even want to talk about him! Now the price of grain is fifteen taels, and if it can't be raised, it can't be raised, so don't we still make money? If you make money, sell it quickly, and sell it as soon as possible while it doesn't all fall, and sell one more for more money. ”

He scolded: "Such a simple matter, why do you still come to ask me, Master Chen, I have long known that you are an old man who is not worthy of his name......

That Master Chen only promised: "The old decay is old, naturally it can't compare to the talent of the Yanei Tianzhong, and if the Yanai opens his mouth, the old decay will be sold ......"

"Go ahead, go quickly, while I have money to make, I want to earn more. Otherwise, how will I explain when I go back? If you keep not selling me and make me lose money, I'll peel you off! ”

Master Chen hurriedly went, and in the evening, Liang Zhongshu came over and asked Gao Muen why he wanted to sell grain. Gao Muen said that if he didn't sell it, he wouldn't make any money, which made the other party cry and laugh, he really didn't want to scold Gao Muen. This time, these big households that can control the trend of grain prices are like an alliance, and everyone has some tacit understanding, and whoever sells grain first is basically angry with the public. Just like the Guo family, if it weren't for the fact that they were forced to die, and the other party gave them a way to live, they wouldn't dare to release grain at all, and Zuo Duanyou's release of grain was also because of his respected status, and others didn't dare to say anything.

Of course, Gao Taiwei is also part of the esteemed people, and Gao Muen is a stunned young man, he is not afraid of offending anyone, and he can't understand what he says. Liang Zhongshu had no choice but to ask Gao Muen to quickly take back the order issued, and after telling him for a long time, Gao Muen pretended to agree, and turned his head to say to Master Chen: "Don't change it, I can see that this old man sees that it is not good, and he also wants to sell grain, so he deliberately asked us not to sell, so as not to rob his buyer." How can you deceive me? ”

Liang Zhongshu probably didn't think that he would insert such a pig teammate before. And in fact, the real pig teammate is that Master Chen, he wants to help Taiweifu make money, and now that he is making less money, the other party wants to die, he can't afford to offend anyone, so he deliberately instigated Gao Muen to issue an order, which is the only way to survive among large households.

Master Chen's desire to sell grain represents the idea of some of the original large grain farmers, and it also means that during this period of time, their confidence is not as strong as before. However, if it is true that the power of the Prime Minister's government has won in this disaster relief, this is not the case.

Since the moment the snow fell, the north and south of the Wu Dynasty seemed to have sounded the clarion call for the most difficult battle of this disaster relief, and both sides fought in the most violent way they could. In the shopping mall, in the officialdom, in the north and south, in the Golden Palace. All the amount of force that can be put into it has been put in. The intensity of the relief efforts is astonishing, the intensity of the obstacles is also astonishing, the fluctuations in food prices in various places are complex and indescribable, and everyone's intentions are changing in a variety of ways, such as the beheading of businessmen, the dismissal of officials, the constant disputes in the courts, and the constant rise of small and medium-sized conflicts in various places.

The whole disaster relief situation is like an old huge grinding plate, its grinding wheel sweeps across the world, grinding the enemy at the same time, due to the huge resistance and erosion, it itself is constantly disintegrating and peeling. And such a war lasted until this time.

Back in the snow, the disaster relief family used a multi-pronged approach, and the most drastic method used first was to kill people...... (To be continued......)