On the one hand, it is close to the end of the year, and everyone has to purchase New Year's goods, although the price has risen for many years, but after all, it is snowing, and it can be understood. ([8?<<〈<一Chinese<〈网]]).}8}1)

The rumors about Lord Liuhuo have gradually subsided, and the adults are obviously going to retreat, and I don't know which good people have actually made up rumors that Lord Liuhuo is seriously ill, and these people with ill intentions should be arrested and killed.

Well, now that the adults have retreated and practiced, they will definitely better protect our Peishui people after they get out. There is also the Black Iron Legion that has begun to expand, and countless young people in black armor with hot eyes can't wait for a long time, no matter how big the wind and snow are, the long queue at the recruitment point has never been broken.

Whenever someone's child successfully passes various tests and gets his own military card, the family will invite all their relatives and neighbors to come over and have a good time.

The only fly in the ointment is the news of the refugees on the border, how distressing it is that so many refugees have poured into the water during the Chinese New Year, but why are the civil officials who have always been benevolent and righteous collectively silent this time? Even they watched the refugees freeze and starve to death.

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

The people can shake their heads and throw aside what they don't understand, but the civil and military officials of Peishui can't pretend not to see it, and the soldiers on the border who have seen the suffering of the refugees have collectively petitioned Dawangcheng three times, and Dawangcheng has never responded.

"What about the money, what about the food, what about the supplies of our Peishui? On weekdays, you all boast about how rich our Peishui is, but today when you see these refugees at the border, why are you all crying poor..."

"What do you say?" Daydreaming is no longer used to hearing this, "What do you mean by these refugees, as of today there are 30,000 refugees, do you know how much food, how many tents, and how much charcoal are needed to resettle these refugees? Do you know how much money we spent on this battle of Zhongzhou Mountain? Have you forgotten the ticket you borrowed to go on the expedition?"

In the end, he simply roared: "Even if Peishui is rich, but if you stuff the refugees with gold and silver coins, they will be able to fill their stomachs? With such a big snowstorm, where do you let them go to buy food and materials to avoid the cold? Do you rely on our Peishui? How many reserves do we have in Peishui, do you know? A battle has almost spent our savings for ten years, do you know?"

Daydreaming of 'do you know' every sentence of the martial arts battle of the plug couldn't say a word, and the tears of the martial arts battle in the end flowed down.

"I don't care, you civil officials allocate materials, and it's your responsibility to lack anything, anyway, so many ordinary people can't help it..."

"What are you talking about? We are not immortals, we can't conjure things, since you are kind, then Lao Tzu will open an official warehouse to release military rations, and don't blame me when you starve to death..."

At this moment, a stern voice sounded from the right position: "Enough, shut up." This is the council chamber, not a place for quarrels, so you have to quarrel and go home..."

It was the master mother Suzaku who spoke, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she naturally shocked the scene, and the two people with red faces and thick necks sat back in their places and didn't say a word.

Suzaku turned his head and looked at the iron abacus and asked, "Are we so poor now?"

After hearing this, the iron abacus shook his head, "It's difficult, it's really difficult." In fact, let's not talk about raising these 30,000 or 40,000 refugees, even if it's 300,000 or 400,000, it's no problem, but this heavy snow has messed everything up..."

"Actually, Lord Liuhuo has always attached great importance to grain, and he secretly united with half a tael of gold before, and really merged a lot of grain merchants, and now the price of grain in the south of Chu is under our control, and each state capital has our granary. But we really can't get it..."

Under the explanation of the iron abacus, the current predicament is finally clear, Peishui is not unable to support these refugees now, the main reason is the heavy snow and the war that has just ended.

In this war, a large amount of materials were extracted directly from the Peishui official warehouse, while the warehouses in other areas, such as Wugang, Jinzhou, and even the secret strongholds in the Daxue Mountain, were not used. Originally, I wanted to wait for the army to return to the division and free up manpower to transport a little more, but I never expected this snowstorm to be so violent.

The problem now is that Peishui's current material reserves are only enough for Peishui's own people to live, and they can't be wasted, and they are really helpless for refugees.

The iron abacus is right, the continuous heavy snowfall for nearly half a month has buried all the road networks of Chu State, except for the people on both sides of Peishui can also organize to maintain the smooth flow of roads, while other areas have simply given up, and the people can't even eat, and there is still strength to clear the snow.

Now not only is there a shortage of materials, but even the money is a little ineffective, the 20 million gold coins raised before the start of the war have long been turned into war materials, and this time the army has returned to the division, the money for rewards and pensions has not yet landed, and it is about to be the New Year, so the soldiers can't be allowed to celebrate the New Year empty-handed.

The worst thing is that there is also a problem with half a tael of gold, they actually transferred all the gold coins before the war, and now there is no money in half a tael of gold.

"I sent someone to urge half two gold three times, and the last time I went in person, I was so angry that I was about to kill, but the guy from Pang Bucket took out 2o million gold coins, and there was no more point. I can't really kill anyone, and I can only come back with this little gold..."

After listening to the words of the iron abacus, everyone present gasped, especially the military people such as Wu Zhan, Cheng Jun, and Zuo Panyu.

"What do you want to do with half a tael of gold? During the war, the gold coins were transferred to other regions, is there a safer place in the world than our Great King City?"

"Is this a betrayal, are they going to rebel, and the agreement with Lord Drifting Fire is going to be nullified..."

"No, we must not let go of this group of profiteers, Lao Tzu sent troops to raid their nest..."

The more daydreaming listened, the more angry he became, and finally he slammed the table and shouted, "Nest, whose nest are you copying? Do you know where the nest of half a tael of gold is? Do you know how their wealth is distributed? Remember, you are not bandits, you are the Black Iron Legion where King Peishui sits..."

Daydreaming said earnestly to these generals: "Merchants are like this, it is their nature to avoid risks, and it is their instinct to make money out of chaos." We can hide the situation of Lord Liuhuo from the people, but we can't hide it from an old fox like half a tael, they can't see the situation clearly now, this is to shrink the front to avoid risks..."

"Actually, let's not scold half a tael of gold, the merchants in our Dawang City are the same, you may not be paying attention, the price of rice and daily necessities in our Dawang City has risen by three percent, and the refugees on the border have risen to 10,000 people, and the price will be raised by one percent, and if it rises to 20,000 people, the price will be raised by two percent. Hehe, now it's 30,000 people, and the price will naturally be three..."

At this time, Wu Zhan suddenly spoke, "You mean that if there are 100,000 refugees, the price will double?"

"Haha..."Daydream said with a wry smile, "If there are really 100,000 refugees rushing over, it will not be doubled, it will be three, four or even ten times..."

Before the daydream was finished, I only heard a bang, a white porcelain teacup had been broken, and the bulging beautiful girl's eyes were about to burst into flames, and the cloud covering moon beside her couldn't hold it.

"Shouldn't these profiteers be killed? I don't believe that their greed can overcome the knife in our hands?"

Mei Jiao Niang is really a woman from the vast mountains, and she wants to solve the problem with violence as soon as she comes up. But things in the secular world are so simple.

The blind man was not silent at this time, "Murder is impossible, unless you want all the merchants to flee from our Peishui." As for controlling prices, it's not as simple as issuing orders, if you don't let people raise prices, people can not sell, you can't rob other people's property, right?"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what the hell are you going to do?"

After Yun Shayue pulled her to sit down, she said softly, "The merchant doesn't know benevolence and righteousness, don't we Peishui people have no kindness?

"Hey..."Suzaku sighed, "My sister doesn't know, before the war, there were more than 20 million IOUs, and the wealth of the people was almost exhausted, and now the people don't have much money in their hands..."

In a word, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone's hearts cooled. At that moment, everyone suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and everyone's eyes involuntarily looked at the back garden, looking in the direction of the sleeping fire.

There was only one voice in everyone's hearts: "It turns out that this Peishui really can't live without Lord Flowing Fire..."

Just when everyone in the council hall was worried, in a very ordinary tavern in the northeast corner of Dawang City, three guests came in the wind and snow, and they looked no different from ordinary merchants.

The tavern is not big, it is renovated from an ordinary house, there are a few tables scattered on the first floor, and there are not many guests who drink, and the second and third floors are all guest rooms, and it is now the root of the year, and there are not many guests.

The tavern owner was bored calculating this year's accounts, looking at the wind and snow outside while settling the accounts, it was really boring to see him like that. But when the one of the three guests lifted his cloak, the boss almost fell to his knees with a limp.

"Big... Big... Big..."It's been a long time, and he didn't say that person.

The guest smiled slightly, shook the boss's hand and said, "Take me to the guest room, it's too tiring to travel in the wind and snow..."

"Okay, please come upstairs with me..."

After the four of them entered a single room on the second floor and closed the door, the boss knelt on the ground, "Lord Sima, why are you here in person?"

It turned out that this guest was Sima Chen, sent by the old ancestor, who had come to Dawang City to inquire about the news of the drifting fire, and this tavern was the secret stronghold of the Yu family in Dawang City.

"It's urgent, you don't have to be polite, now report to me what you know about the Drift Fire, you must be detailed..."