In the next two days, Zhu Daolin spent all the rest of his time with the teachers and students of the Ziyang Martial Arts Hall, except for an afternoon of inspection of Gushan Iron City, and personally taught two major lectures on physics and chemistry, and used the evening time to tell military stories to everyone.

Early in the morning of the third day, the children, who wanted to continue listening to the story of the "Long March of the Ancient Red Army" in the evening, were disappointed, the chief did not appear on the review stand as he had done two days ago, and for four consecutive days after that, he did not see the tall figure and strict fatherly face of the mountain chief again.

It wasn't until the early morning of the seventh day that the mountain chief they respected and worshipped appeared on the review stand again, and stood there motionless for half an hour as before, and more than 400 disciples thought that the mountain chief would go to the big cafeteria for breakfast together today as before, who knew that after the disbandment, the mountain chief left silently.

The Ziyang Temple on the mountainside was quiet, and the cultivators who came and went in the courtyard were light and calm.

Zhu Daolin entered the abbot's courtyard on the east side of the Taoist temple, habitually touched the little head of the little junior brother Jade Cicada, and saw the Jade Cicada learning to squeeze out a helpless expression on his face, Zhu Daolin was amused and laughed for a long time before stepping into the main hall.

After washing, the refreshed Xuanqing Daoist came to the Gendiao tea table, Shi Shiran sat down, took the fragrant tea offered by his disciple, and said worriedly:

"A few days ago, I listened to your demagoguery, took out all the 100,000 stone grain in the warehouse and sold it to the people at a low price, so that my thousands of mouths and more than 30,000 victims on the construction site did not have a few days to store food, and if I didn't transport the rice back, I would hang myself."

"Hey, I see what you said, when I passed by the wine shop just now, the three chimneys were smoking, and there was really no food. Those hundreds of masters still dare to make wine? Zhu Daolin joked.

Daoist Xuanqing's expression became serious when he heard this, and he said, "Don't be kidding, there are only eight days of grain left in the treasury now, and if you don't bring the grain here, you will starve to death...... Did you not receive the goods this time when you went downstream of Longtan? ”

Zhu explained: "I just received the goods this morning, 4,000 tons of corn, 700 tons of soybeans and 250 tons of mung beans. I think the old corn is really unpalatable, so I will stay there, plus the existing grain stock in Longtan, it is enough for hundreds of thousands of people to eat for two months, and finally it is a big deal. ”

"I went around with several commanders of Longtan and several battalion commanders of the Longtan battalion, held a meeting, and came back after solving the few problems we are currently facing......

Xuan Qing had a headache when he heard this: "Then what should I do here?" Aged corn is just that, you can bring me hundreds of tons of beans back for a few days! ”

Zhu Daolin thought for a while: "Isn't there still eight days to store grain?" Later, I will go into the city to find Old Man Yan to make a good calculation, the price of grain has dropped to 3 taels and 8 yuan of silver per stone, and we will hold on for a few more days. The profiteers will definitely collapse, as long as we can successfully suppress the price of grain to 2 taels of silver and 1 stone, our family can earn at least 800,000 taels of silver, and at least 300,000 taels will be distributed to me. ”

Xuan Qing knew the trick of suppressing grain prices and taking advantage of the opportunity to make profits, but he was still worried that if his side did not sell low-priced grain, the profiteers would raise grain prices again, which would cause even greater panic.

If that's the case, everything before will be in vain.

At this moment. Zhu Daolin and Xuanqing Daochang, including the allies in Nanjing City, did not know that all kinds of rumors were boiling in the capital. The young Emperor Chongzhen faced the impassioned verbal criticism of the Manchu ministers, and his heart was extremely conflicted, and Zhu Daolin and Ziyangguan, who had helped hundreds of thousands of victims, had become the demons of the world that the ministers could not wait to cut with a thousand knives.

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Back in the main courtyard of Hushan, Zhu Daolin just changed into a set of casual clothes and came to the horse ring in the front yard, and took out the white horse after a long absence, ready to go out into the city. The young master of the Yan family and the little marquis Zhang Deyi both arrived in a carriage, and when they entered the door, they saw the increasingly strong white horse beside Zhu Daolin and the beloved dog Mulan who had recovered its body shape at his feet, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Yihe stepped forward enviously, looked at the majestic and handsome big white horse, and just wanted to reach out and touch the head of the police dog Mulan. Immediately despised by the two beasts who retreated in unison.

Zhang Deyi, who was following behind, was surprised when he saw this, and exclaimed, Big brother, your dog seems to have an expression on his face!

When Zhu Daolin heard this, he glared at Zhang Deyi: "Alas, how did you talk this guy?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Deyi, Yan Yihe and the guards on the side laughed.

Zhu Daolin took Yan Yihe's hand and asked about the grain sales outside the city, and after listening to Yan Yihe's triumphant answer, he knew that he didn't need to enter the city today, so he turned to Guo Zhongjun, the chief of the guard, who had also changed into samurai civilian clothes, and ordered: "Ride your horse and take Xiaobai to the horse farm for a walk...... Run with it when you get to the horse farm and bring it back in the evening. ”

"Great!"

Guo Zhongjun, who was half a fist taller than Zhu Daolin, did not step forward, turned over and led the brown-red Andalusian war horse that Zhu Daolin had just given him, walked out of the courtyard gate, and after going out, he saw that the white horse did not follow, so he quickly turned his head, just in time to see the white horse biting the police dog Mulan.

Mulan quickly jumped sideways, three meters away from the white horse, shook her head, and then walked to the middle gate casually, Xiao Bai stupidly pushed Zhu Daolin with his head, and then raised his proud head, and walked out of the courtyard gate with strong long legs, seeing Zhang Deyi and Yan Yihe dumbfounded.

Zhu Daolin watched the figure of the white horse disappear at the gate of the courtyard, so he invited the two brothers to go into the courtyard to drink tea together, and explained as he walked: "Dogs and horses are very smart, as long as you are good to them and spend more time with them, you can slowly establish feelings and tacit understanding." ”

"Xiaobai's horse is a little special, I don't want to get along with other horses, if I am at home, I will feed it every day, help it comb its hair, and get familiar with each other."

"Actually, it's not surprising at all, Wei Guogong's jujube-red river meandering horse is also very smart, Wei Guogong only needs to make a gesture, and it knows whether to kneel or lie down."

"Not to mention dogs, you all have dogs at home, you must know that dogs are human, as for whether they are smart, it depends on the congenital conditions, followed by training from an early age."

"My Mulan is a military dog trained since childhood in the Tianshu Pavilion army, not afraid of shooting, not running cannons, and can track fugitives, if it weren't for being older and pregnant, I need to quit the army to give way to a younger and stronger military dog, how can it not fall into my hands, and I can't buy it with silver."

Zhang Deyi and Yan Yihe were eye-opening this time, and asked Zhu Daolin if he would train dogs? Zhu Daolin honestly replied that he would not.

Yan Yihe was itching in his heart, and even asked Zhu Daolin to help buy an obedient and humane little military dog like Mulan to come back.

Zhu Daolin regretted that it was difficult to buy, but promised that the two of them would give each of them one if they could buy a batch of sheepdogs or Labrador retrievers when Sayid returned from Damascus. (To be continued......)