Chapter 523: The Edge in the Storm
On November 16, the green and yellow of the foothills faded to the last color, and the two sides of the road leading to Bingzhou and Youzhou became more and more bleak, and the carriage carrying fur and bones clattered over the undulating road, passing Juyongguan, or Yanmen County, or even the Taihang Mountains, there are many such figures moving forward, some of them dragged their families with their mouths leading the cart, children sat on it and frolicked, adults were like walking corpses, occasionally heard a carriage passing by, and there was a slight look in their eyes, and the woman sat on the car, sometimes crying twice, Hold the child playing in your arms.
The original opportunity to sell high and buy low changed overnight, and the sharply rising cattle and sheep taxes directly led to the grain straw becoming a low-priced goods, plus the weather month, the grain was pulled back, only mold and turned into old grain, delivered and sold on the spot, although it lost money, it still had to return some of the capital.
The man holding the cart looked back at his wife and children in the car, and the more he thought about it, the more regretful he became, and then he vaguely saw a dazzling scene in his sight, and hurriedly 'shouted' in his mouth.
On the road to Jizhou ahead, a carriage overturned on the side of the road, a child sat on the ground and cried, there were a few pools of blood not far away, the person who fell to the ground covered his chest and had no sound, several ragged men saw someone coming here, bared his teeth viciously, waved his weapon to make a threatening gesture, and then quickly picked up most of the fur and tendons that were scattered on the ground, and rushed away.
The man naturally understood what was going on, and looked at the crying child on the ground a little unbearable, and wanted to step forward to be stopped by his wife who jumped out of the car, "Don't go..... we're not having a good time....."
The man who walked two steps stopped, looked over there a few times, nodded with difficulty, took out a few rice crackers from his arms and walked over, put them in the arms of the crying child, and went back to lead the cart to the side, the man's child did not understand what was happening, laughing and playing beside his mother, after a while, something seemed to fall from the sky, he reached out to pick it up, and then happily shouted to the man leading the horse: "Dad, it's snowing!" β
"It's snowing....."
The woman's tears flowed out, she took the child in one hand, and covered her lips with the other and cried, I am afraid that the days of returning will not be easy.
Such a picture is just a microcosm of almost all the small households that lost money before the snow fell, and the big households were based on the family, and the more they were transported, the more they naturally lost money, although they hurt their muscles and bones, but they would not hurt their vitality, and the feud was also concluded.
And in the south of Xudu, the news poured into the city with the fall of the first snowflake, Jia Xu relied on some means to prevent the grain of the Central Plains from entering the north to participate in this obvious trap, when the news reached his hands, people were still exchanging views with Xun Yu and others in Xunfu.
"..... Gongsun Zhi this is a plan to kill two birds with one stone, the choice of the season must be a part of the strategy, let those caravans under the family pass, even if they don't do this business at that time, there is no room for maneuver, back and forth, heavy snow covers the mountain, the road becomes difficult, the loss is more serious, and the small households have always blindly followed the big households, it is even more difficult to escape, in order to recover some losses, they can only sell grain at a low price, in exchange for some goods to go back.
The second is that after the autumn harvest, the officials everywhere are also collecting grain, but the big households also collect a lot, but the total amount of each state and county is only so much, and selling a large amount of grain to the north means that before the autumn harvest next year, the total amount of grain sold in various states and counties has been partially moved by Gongsun Zhi, and they are equivalent to supporting others to raise troops to fight themselves. β
Guo Jia had to deal with Jiangdong's moves, and Jia Xu, who was recommended, had to participate in it, trying to persuade the Xun family and other big clans not to get involved in this matter, some things will not be easily seen because of a person's wisdom, but will become blind when it comes to interests. As Jia Xu, who has seen and designed various tragedies, his ability to analyze and perceive the situation is definitely not inferior to them, and even because he is not involved in anything, he can see it more clearly.
"The people under his command can come up with such a poisonous plan, and they have indirectly offended many people."
"..... but there must be a good strategy, the lord's side is still mainly to accumulate troops and prepare for next year's attack on Jizhou and Qingzhou."
Xun Yu nodded and arched his hand at him: "No matter what, Yu has to thank Wenhe, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have to fold some grain here." β
"You're welcome." Between the seats opposite, Jia Xu got up and returned the salute, "It's late, it's time to go back, say goodbye!" β
"I'll send you."
The people who came walked out of the courtyard together, chatting all the way to the courtyard gate, Xun Yu stopped and arched his hand again at the scribe who got into the car: "There has just been a snowfall, the ground is slippery, be careful." After watching Jia Xu get into the carriage and leave, he sighed unconsciously.
This Jia Xu doesn't have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, or even other people, and never takes the initiative to speak in front of the lord, it's a pity to have such a temperament, Xun Yu shook his head, thought for a moment, and then turned around and went back to the house.
The moment the door closed, there was a lantern swaying in the night, and the carriage driving there had just made way to the street with fewer people, and more than a dozen figures could be vaguely seen walking against the wall. β
A pair of feet quietly stepped away, and then ran.
In the carriage, the sparks swayed on the lamppost, Jia Xu sat on the cushion and looked at the bamboo slips, his body swayed slightly with the ups and downs of the wheel, he was fifty and three this year, his beard was mixed with a lot of white, but his eyes were clear and sharp, the turning bamboo slips suddenly stopped from his hand, his eyes turned outside, and he lifted the curtain to look, and occasionally a few snowflakes drifted into the sight in the black, and a few figures were shaking.
Stomp Tread .....
The sound of dense footsteps came from far and near, and the groom driving the car looked at him vigilantly, and Jia Xu in the car suddenly spoke: "Don't stop, speed up!" β
The moment the words came out, in the constricted pupils, the scene ahead was reflected, a spear flew straight in, Jia Xu almost subconsciously dodged, and heard a bang in his ears, sawdust splashed, and when he looked up again, the long spear body had been inserted into the carriage, and at the same time, several figures rushed to the carriage, and the groom driving did not have time to shout the sound, and the cold light of the forest cold waved out, and cut it down according to the frightened face.
Blood spilled on the road behind with the carriage, and the figure that jumped into the carriage was driving, and someone lifted the curtain and walked into the carriage with a knife. Zhu Gongdao stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear, and sat down in front of the fallen scribe, his fingers stood up between his lips, and the corners of his mouth showed hideousness: "Shhh My name is Zhu Justice, and those who know each other should not talk nonsense. β
Jia Xu looked at him, but he didn't panic, "Gongsun Zhi's people? β
"Hehe....." Zhu Gongdao smiled at him, but he didn't answer, he was silent for a moment, the carriage turned and turned a street, and passed in the direction of the city gate, and a patrol soldier with a torch saw the carriage coming, waved his hand to stop, and the man driving the car sighed and rubbed his red hands, "My military division is ordered by the lord to go out of the city to open the city, and I hope you will open the city gate." β
"Is there a token?"
"Not really," the coachman smiled and pointed to the carriage, "but my military division is in the car, and the lieutenant can be seen." β
At this time, the weather was bitterly cold, and the night was even colder, and there was a bonfire lit in the open space near the city gate, and someone had taken a torch, and the general did not dare to be careless, and walked to the side of the carriage, and the curtain was rolled up at this time, revealing the face of the scribe, "Do you know me?" β
Behind the open figure, a dagger was pressed against his waist.
Recently, Jia Xu has been busy with Cao Cao's confession, and has appeared in front of everyone a few times, and the captain who guards the city has also seen it once or twice at the gate of this city, so he naturally recognizes it, thinking that the other party has something important to do and needs to go out of the city overnight, so he nodded again and again: "Recognize it!" Immediately, he waved his hand to the city gate: "Open the door!" β
The turntable creaked and stirred, and when the heavy city gate slowly opened to only pass the width of the carriage, the man on the carriage shook the reins, "Drive!" The wheels rolled and sped across the suspension bridge into the night outside.
"Burning ....." The lieutenant rubbed his hands, "Close the city gates......I'm fucking cold, let's go and go back to the fire." β
However, the soldier with the torch next to him stopped abruptly and shouted: "How can there be blood stains here....... The captain who had walked a few steps turned to look at the place where the soldier pointed, and in the dim firelight, a blood stain extended straight to the closing city gate, he was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to his senses, and shouted: "Open the city gate!" Chase that carriage. Someone led the war horse, he turned over and added: "Immediately send someone to inform the lord that Jia Junshi was held hostage by thievesββ"
Fast horses rushed through the streets, and on the city walls, soldiers shot arrows.
At the moment when the whole city gradually became agitated, in the black, the real edge was just revealed.