Qian Ning looked at Li Yuandao deeply: "Then what should Zhejiang do, let it go on like this, and then in the end, I will not only be held accountable by the imperial court, but also scolded by the people?" ”

"It's all at this time, what are you still worried about? You yourself have already crossed the river with mud and it is difficult to protect yourself! Li Yuan was also a little anxious, Qian Ning hadn't been so stubborn before, why was it so difficult to convince him this time, did he really not think about himself at all, "It's already obvious that Zhejiang has to die this time, and the undead can't finish this matter!" Heaven and earth are unkind, all things are dogs, saints are unkind, people are dogs, your Zhejiang, don't say that starving to death of ten people is starving to death of a thousand, ten thousand, can you stop it? ”

Qian Ning raised his head suddenly, Li Yuan in front of him already seemed a little strange, the strange self no longer recognized, his thoughts were completely different from the previous Li Yuan who was enthusiastic and chatting. [！！！！ Li Yuan was so heartfelt because he regarded him as his classmate and friend, but there were some things that he should not say, and he suddenly realized his recklessness, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "If you really can't listen to me, just when I didn't say anything today, you didn't hear anything!" I didn't say anything! ”

"You know who I Qian Ning is," Qian Ning slowly opened his mouth, "Although I am no longer the governor of Zhejiang, I am still the political envoy of Zhejiang, so I will borrow from you as a political envoy, and I will repay it." You have to give it, you have to give it, you have to give it if you don't give it! As he spoke, he stood up and stared at Li Yuan.

"Lord Qian," Li Yuan's voice was also a little stiff, "Although you are in charge of Zhejiang, there is no official document from the cabinet to send it to Jiangsu, and there is no obligation to transfer grain and borrow grain from Zhejiang!" ”

"But what if I'm transferring military rations?" Qian Ning's eyes suddenly flashed.

Li Yuan couldn't help but be stunned, what does it mean to transfer military rations, but to fight? Zhejiang has been stable for many years, although there are still some harassments from time to time, but it has long been impossible to become a climate, not to mention the border army, even the people of the village are gathered, they dare not attack.

"Before I came here, something happened in Zhejiang," Qian said quietly, "Someone from below came to report that it was the victims of Chun'an who had colluded with the Japanese and sent someone to lead the troops." Whatever the outcome of this incident is, it proves that if the victims are really hungry and can't stand it, they can do anything! You also know that ordinary people never care who is the home of the world, they only care about their harvest next year, how much they pay in taxes...... The people's hearts in Zhejiang are gone, and the only thing I can do now is not to leave a handle for those people, and I can't leave them an excuse to attack and change rice to mulberry! What the whole world supports the emperor's national policy......" Speaking of this, he sneered: "They just want to get a piece of the pie, once there is a problem in the implementation process, it will definitely fall into the ground!" To stabilize the hearts of the people in Zhejiang is to stabilize the rear, in case there is really a widow, Jiangsu and Zhejiang are dead, and you can't run! Besides, what are you afraid of in the name of military rations? ”

Li Yuan's face changed suddenly, and he immediately walked out of the door, summoned a subordinate, whispered a few words, turned around and walked back, looked around the room a few times, looked at Qian Ning, and said categorically: "If it's military rations, I can adjust it!" But the military rations can't be transferred so much, at most eighty ships! ”

"Smack!" Qian Ning slapped the table and stood up angrily and said, "Where is the Li Yuan who talked to me about Yangming Mind back then!" In the name of transferring military rations, give me food relief in Zhejiang, and you Li Yuan will definitely go down in history! But if you sit back and watch countless people in Zhejiang starve to death, you will not be able to escape the infamy of a lifetime in the history books after thousands of generations! You also know that I'm hiding, but even if I can hide from changing rice to mulberry, can I hide from the militaristic affairs of resisting the Japanese? ”

Li Yuan looked at him quietly for a long time without speaking.

"I'll do my best! But I still have to say that if you can ignore the matter of changing rice to mulberry, don't worry about it anymore...... Either way, you're going to have to give yourself a way out! Li Yuan opened his mouth with difficulty, and there was a hint of moisture in the corners of his eyes.

"As long as I am still in Zhejiang, I will have no way out." Qian Ning sat down gloomily, and since the day he broke with Chen Yubi, he had no way out.

In the evening, on the Hangzhou Caoyun Wharf, with the gradual setting of the sun, the white sails rose one by one, and the white lanterns were hung on the mast, and the big "Weaving Bureau" three big characters were reflected on it, which was extremely dazzling in the dim light.

Countless ships were loaded with grain, and the transporters kept unloading grain on the ships, stacking sacks of grain on top of each other. At the front of the wharf, there were soldiers from the governor's yamen and the yamen, and He Jinxian, who was walking back and forth impatiently.

"It's always like this, the ship is going to go, and your boss hasn't seen anyone yet!" He scolded indignantly, these are all transported to the disaster county to buy a grain of grain, not a grain is missing, and it is not easy to press the price of grain from 30 stone per mu to 8 stone per mu from the hands of these people.

The steward smiled flatteringly on the side: "I have sent several groups of people to find the lord, don't be impatient, the lord will be here soon." ”

"Really hurry up, hurry up!" He Jinxian's impatience had nowhere to vent, so he could only yell at the transporters who were carrying.

I don't know how many hours have passed, after all, there are many people, and the strength is great, and the grain of hundreds of thousands of stones has been loaded, but at this time, Sun Jin's figure is still missing. There were only soldiers left on the dock, He Jinxian, who was like a fire burning his buttocks, and he had been wondering what was going on, and something went wrong here in the Weaving Bureau, and the workshop owner couldn't find anyone at this juncture! What is this?

"I can't wait here, I have to go to the prefect's yamen immediately!" He Jinxian had no choice but to say to an official next to him: "You are here, watching the stall people, as soon as they arrive, they will start immediately." ”

"Why are you going to the prefect's yamen now?" The official was a little puzzled.

"Yu Xinwu is the one sent by Lord Chen after all! Make him like this, we should appease him, or appease! I also had to write to Master Chen and tell him that Zhejiang had a situation and had to buy land immediately! Although he was impatient, He Jinxian still explained to the official, he was a mess in his heart now, and everything was rushed together!

The night was like water, quietly sprinkled in the courtyard, Sun Jin was lying on the cold ground, looking at the sky with his eyes blank, and his ears seemed to sound the grumbling and desolate "Changmen Resentment" again, he suddenly became irritable, ripped off his coat fiercely, and even the bun was torn apart, looking at it from a distance, it was like a ghost!

"Ahh

Sun Jin's terrible roar suddenly sounded in the courtyard, the voice was so unwilling, that pain, that hesitation, such heartbreak!

Ning Niang sat quietly in the room, also staring blankly at the lyre in front of her, and she didn't move.

Sun Jin, who was tired of shouting, suddenly rushed into the house, grabbed the lyre from in front of her, threw it into the yard with all his might, and then chased it out, as if he was facing the enemy who killed his father, and trampled the priceless antique lyre to smash!

Ning Niang was still smiling, her eyes were staring at the front of her, and there was still no movement.

"Old ...... "The steward ......was frightened, but he still had the courage to shout softly.

"Say !!"

"Back to the master's words, the king steward came, saying that the grain ships were loaded, and Lord He, the governor of the yamen, was looking for the master everywhere, waiting for the master to carry the grain to Chun'an, Jiande ......, "The butler's upper and lower teeth are fighting, he has never seen Sun Jin, who has always been immobile like a mountain, so out of shape and so angry."

"Go ahead!" Sun Jin didn't seem to see him.

"But...... But...... Then if Lord He asks the old man and the villain again, how should he reply...... "Although he is very reluctant, the housekeeper knows this sentence and must ask."

"Just say I'm dead." Sun Jin looked up to the sky again, as if to see what was on the moon.

The steward was stunned for a moment, and quickly knelt down and said, "Villain...... The villain didn't dare to ......"

"Roll ——!"

Sun Jin's eyes moved little by little from the moon to the shattered lyre, slowly squatted down, touched a string, and played gently. No one could understand what he was playing, but he played the very simple syllables, and he played them so hard that his fingers were strangled by the strings, and he didn't even notice it, until the strings were dyed red.

He turned his head slowly again, and Ning Niang finally lay on his back on his back again as if he had exhausted all his strength, and looked at the starry sky with blank eyes: "You...... Let's go......"

Ning Niang's eyes moved for a moment, as if she couldn't believe it, and then slowly stood up, gently moved to his side, stood still, and then squatted down to brush the sweat from his head.

Sun Jin abruptly turned his head to the side: "You don't owe me anything anymore." It's all paid off...... Let's go! ”

Ning Niang's tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, but she still gently brushed away the sweat on her head for him, then straightened up, slowly knelt down, bowed, and then stood up, turned around, and walked out without looking back.

"The Resentment of the Long Gate", she played not Queen Chen, but herself.

Looking at the fading back, recalling her graceful dancing posture in the past, the poignant piano music, and the resentful eyes, Sun Jin's tears also slipped down from the corners of her eyes. He didn't wipe it away with his hands, but let the tears run down his cheeks, over his ears, and then onto the ground.

How could I cry? When have you ever cried in your life? Is it actually for this woman?