Chapter 139: Killing Moves
The Emperor of the Apocalypse acted in a disorderly manner, but in fact, compared to his brother Emperor Chongzhen in history, he was much more clever.
Emperor Chongzhen is a rectum and impatient, in his naΓ―ve world, the world is divided into good people and bad people.
Because of this, when Emperor Chongzhen ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to be in the Ying Dynasty, and when the ministers had figured out his character, they would only brag about how honest and upright they were.
But the Emperor of the Apocalypse is different, he has insight into many things, but he will never be easy to make a noise.
But just because he didn't say anything didn't mean he didn't know.
This time, he was very dissatisfied with the household, and he also knew that there were many shady scenes in the household!
But he has not been silent, and not being silent does not mean that he doesn't know anything, but he knows very well that when the country is in danger, to expose the scar will only make the court even worse.
This time, in front of all the ministers, he directly beat Li Qiyuan, which can be called ruthless, precisely because the Emperor of the Apocalypse has the confidence.
At this time, the ministers were solemn.
They suddenly realized that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was not just a young Son of Heaven who was manipulated by the nine thousand years old and ignorant of the world as they imagined.
Today's beating of Li Qiyuan not only shows the insight and control of everything shown by this inconspicuous young emperor, but also shows his sharpness.
The Emperor of the Apocalypse did not say much about Li Qiyuan, but said: "This sweet potato is a treasure in the world, but it is worthless. It is said that it is worthless, but in the future, food like my Daming will be flooded, and ordinary people can also eat it with an open stomach. But if it is said that it is worth a thousand gold, it is because I have obtained this treasure, and it can be solidified. Such a treasure...... Zhang Qing's family, you take a thousand catties out, I want to give it to the minister, Qing and others take it back, taste it again, not only to taste it yourself, but also to think, think about it, although this Chen father and son are cloth, but they have the community and the common people. Think about Zhang Jingyi, who is only a hundred households, but he always has the heart of service. Think about yourselves, think about what your daily life is like when you receive the grace of the country. β
"In addition, when you go home, share the food with your wives and children, this is my grace, it is a grace, and you should share it with your family.
The ministers are all understanding people, so they automatically ignore the glory of the one, but only chew the words of the loss, and say yes one after another.
The Emperor of the Apocalypse continued: "Oh, you see, this day seems to be very bad, but I'm afraid that it will rain again. β
"Your Majesty." Wei Zhongxian immediately said on the side: "Your Majesty has filial piety in your heart, and the ancestors and ancestors have spirits in the sky, how can you not know?" This filial piety is hidden in the heart, Your Majesty has every opportunity, if there is really no leisure, you might as well order the minister to sacrifice to the mausoleum of the first emperor, the first emperors learned that Your Majesty has hidden the people of the world in his heart, working day and night, I don't know how happy it should be. β
The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "Is this okay? β
Of course, this was not for Wei Zhongxian.
The ministers' faces were numb.
Zhang Jing probably guessed that their psychological state was: What's the matter, if you don't want to go up the mountain, you don't want to go up the mountain, do our bird business, and ask us what to do?
The ministers are still on the road, and they all said: "The country is inseparable from Your Majesty in an eventful season, and I implore Your Majesty to drive back to the palace and plan for the country." β
The Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed and said, "In this way, then I will be as good as a stream, Zhang Qing, you will also go back to Beijing with me." β
Zhang Jingyi was not polite and nodded.
On the same day, the Emperor of the Apocalypse went back to Xiyuan.
Zhang Jingyi returned to his new county without stopping.
In fact, the pot had exploded in the capital that day.
The yield per mu is 2,000 catties.
The princes saw it with their own eyes.
It is a staple food.
This grain is also drought-resistant.
The capital is boiling.
At least the vast majority of the people are boiling.
Even the people in this capital have memories of hunger.
But whoever has tasted the bitterness of hunger, who does not want ...... There is a kind of bread in the world that can be eaten openly.
It's just that...... Not everyone is happy.
For example......
Wu Wenlong was stunned.
As a grain merchant, he only believes in one truth: scarcity is expensive.
If the grain can produce 2,000 catties per mu, then what profit is there?
And most importantly...... He's stockpiled a lot of food.
When he heard the news, he immediately went to Li's house.
At this time, it will be late.
The servants of the Li family directly carried the lantern and led Wu Wenlong to the back house of the Li family.
Here, there is a building, called Yanyu Building.
Inside the building, the lights are bright.
Wu Wenlong cautiously entered the building.
At this time, Li Qiyuan, the head of the household, was sitting at the dining table, and there were already two pairs of dishes and chopsticks here.
Wu Wenlong said excitedly: "Master, ......"
Li Qiyuan only pressed his hand and motioned for him to sit down.
After Wu Wenlong sat down, he lowered his head, but found that he ...... In the bowl that he placed in front of him was porridge with yellow, orange and orange.
Wu Wenlong was puzzled and said: "This is ......"
"You taste it first."
Wu Wenlong nodded, raised his chopsticks, the taste of the porridge water was sweet and delicious, Wu Wenlong ate half of it, and finally woke up: "This is the rumored sweet potato?" β
"What do you think?"
"It's satisfying and sweet."
Li Qiyuan sighed: "Today, Your Majesty beat the old man hard, which is really disturbing." β
"Master, these grains ......"
Li Qiyuan had finished drinking the porridge, and the girl on one side cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks for him, and on the other side, a girl handed him a Jinpa.
Li Qiyuan is a person who loves cleanliness, wiped his mouth, and then said slowly: "The voice is softer, be careful that the wall has ears." β
said, and when the girls dispersed, Fang sighed and said, "It's really terrifying." You're here for food, aren't you? β
"Yes." After Wu Wenlong ate this porridge, he could be sure that the rumors were true.
At this time, he was even more anxious in his heart, and finally couldn't help but say, "Look...... Our Food ......"
Li Qiyuan said: "The old man was a little panicked at first, but after thinking about it, no, if this grain is planted on a large scale, will I, the head of the household, not know?" After thinking about it, if this grain is going to be promoted, it will be two years later, and distant water cannot save the thirst. β
When Wu Wenlong heard this, he was immediately surprised: "In this way, this year's ......"
Li Qiyuan said indifferently: "Okay, that's all the old man said, you can do it yourself." β
Wu Wenlong knew that this was an eviction order, but after listening to Li Qiyuan's words, he finally made up his mind, and then got up and said, "The villain understands." β
On that day, there was no change in food prices.
In fact, all grain merchants are now secretly speculating.
After a difficult night.
Grain merchants came to the chamber of commerce.
Everyone was looking forward to Chen Moyan and a few big grain merchants coming.
Insiders know that Chen Moyan and these people have their own news channels, and their channels are better than anyone else's, and they have strong capital and confidence in this kind of big grain.
Sure enough, although it was not a tacit agreement to come once every three days as before, but today because there was a reason for the incident, Chen Moyan and several grain merchants came.
Chen Moyan ...... as usual Still sitting in an inconspicuous corner and drinking tea.
The only difference is that when the tea was finished, he actually got up and threw a sentence at the grain merchants: "Everyone, the old man has a word, you might as well listen quietly." β
The grain merchants looked at Chen Moyan one after another.
Chen Moyan said lightly: "Whoever wants to sell grain, how much, how much my Chen family eats." β
As soon as these words came out, many people were reassured.
Seemingly...... What kind of sweet potatoes will not affect the price of grain this year.
The crowd burst out laughing.
Someone said: "Chen Gonghao is arrogant, and the old man is the same, how much he has, how much he eats." β
"Yes, don't panic, it's just scary."
"The old man has been buying and selling grain for decades, how can he be scared by this little sweet potato."
"Haha......"
For a moment, the hall was full of laughter.
In fact, this is understandable, hoarding so much grain, these grains are everyone's net worth.
How old is he, Zhang Jing, and wants to reduce food prices with this?
But Chen Moyan just smiled, didn't say anything, threw a few copper plates on the tea table, and left as usual.
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"Zhang Baihu, Zhang Baihu ......"
Lu Xiangsheng's cry was very urgent, and he hurriedly found Zhang Jingyi in the county.
Zhang Jingyi was sitting in the public room with his head hanging at this time, looking down at the news on the case.
When he heard the footsteps of someone coming in, he looked up and said, "What's the matter?" β
"Where is the guild hall...... Business is as usual, and food prices have not eased. β
Lu Xiangsheng smiled bitterly, this hundred households have revealed their hole cards.
Originally, he thought that with this yield of 2,000 catties per mu, the price of grain would definitely be loosened.
But where do you know...... The hall is as stable as Mount Tai.
At this time, Lu Xiangsheng realized that these grain merchants were not easy to deal with, these people were used to eating people without spitting out bones, and they would never suffer losses.
When Zhang Jing saw Lu Xiangsheng's anxious appearance, she smiled to herself: "So it's because of this, Mr. Lu, don't worry." β
Seeing Zhang Jingyi's unhurried appearance, Lu Xiangsheng wondered.
Lu Xiangsheng sat down and said: "Why is Zhang Baihu still laughing, the people can't open the pot!" Everyone said that this sweet potato can't save the fire from far water, so how can it be good now? β
Lu Xiangsheng is an acute sub.
Of course, he was in a hurry, but this was a literati who personally took the lead in the charge.
Zhang Jingyi is still the old god in the tunnel: "Really? But...... Sweet potato...... It's just an appetizer, my killer move...... Actually, it's ready, don't believe it, you wait until tomorrow to see, I'm going to teach these grain merchants, all of them are dead. β
"Killer moves?" Lu Xiangsheng was taken aback, and couldn't help asking, "What killing move?" β
Zhang Jingyi hooked his lips and smiled, calmly: "Can you let me pretend to be a good force, just look at it tomorrow, why are you so anxious!" β
Lu Xiangsheng was even more surprised: "What are you pretending to be forced? β