On the afternoon of February in the spring of the 11th year of the Han Dynasty (19), due to the assassination of the crown prince Liu Ying, he entered the Chang'an region with high martial law, and was completely broken by a sensational news.

——By the order of Liu Ying, the crown prince of the prison state, Prime Minister Xiao He signed and sealed, and promulgated the decree of the Prime Minister's Government: In the land of Guanzhong, where the household registration is still recorded in the business register, the grain deposit of each household shall not exceed 100 stones!

In addition, the team jointly organized by the Imperial Historian, Neishi, and Tingwei Sanya, starting from the first day of March in the spring of the 11th year of the Han Dynasty (the first day of the first day of the new year), went door-to-door to count and verify the grain stored in the homes of merchants in Guanzhong.

If it is found that the merchant's household has more than 100 stone of grain, all of his grain will be confiscated and confiscated, and a fine of four taels will be imposed for each stone exceeded!

When the news came out, Chang'an vibrated and Guanzhong was in an uproar!

With the decrees written and sealed by the Prime Minister's Office and sent to all parts of Guanzhong, they were posted on the exposed cloth of the county officials in various places, and almost the entire Guanzhong was puzzled by this inexplicable decree.

- Prince, what do you want to do?

Could it be that earlier, the assassination of the prince by the Changling Tian clan made the court make up its mind to curb the merchants from accumulating slaves and raising soldiers by not allowing merchants to store grain?

Before the people of Guanzhong could come to their senses, several decrees were issued one after another, and they were covered layer by layer on the dew cloth.

- Found: The Changlingtian clan assassinated the prince, and the other Chinese businessmen colluded, and the court commander thoroughly investigated; Those who are in the know, before the first day of the third month of spring (the first day of the new year), go to the local county government, the county government, or Chang'an Tingwei to report, and they will be rewarded with ten gold; Bootlifters, lightly dropped!

-- Due to the endless war in the Kwantung region, Hangu Pass and Wuguan were under martial law indefinitely; There is no Son of Heaven symbol, festival, or Xiangfu legend, introduction, and no one is allowed to enter and leave the customs!

Violators will be punished for rebellion!

——Since the first day of the first day of March in the spring of the 11th year of the Han Dynasty, merchants are forbidden to buy more than 100 stones, sell more than 100 stones of grain to merchants, and prohibit merchants from selling grain in the market!

Merchant who buys grain for more than 100 stones, or sells grain to the market, sits to death; Those who sell grain and merchants over 100 stones, for every stone sold, will be fined four taels, and the grain sellers will be thousands of miles!

With the promulgation of this series of seemingly unrelated decrees, which actually complement each other and complement each other, Guanzhong fell into a strange silence.

At this delicate time when public opinion was a little dazed and the people of Guanzhong had not yet figured out what was going on, a remote village north of Weishui ushered in one magnificent carriage after another······

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"All here?"

In a 'lobby' that looks a little dilapidated on the outside, but is actually a lot inside, and is made up of several thatched huts, it is now occupied by richly dressed figures with sad faces.

As the organizer of today's 'secret discussion', Qian Budo, the head of the Chiyang Qian family, has a grim face.

asked softly, and when the servant beside him nodded hurriedly, Qian Budo stepped forward with a worried face and sat down in the main seat of the hall.

It was precisely at the moment when Qian Budo's buttocks were just touched by the thick mattress that among the wealthy businessmen and tycoons sitting on both sides of the hall, a few figures stood up.

"Qian Gong!"

"In the current situation, we must not allow us to plan again, and the time is in vain?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"The Prime Minister's government has issued several decrees one after another, all of which have been issued in the customs and promulgated, and all of them have hindered our grain merchant Mi Jia, and he has completely rejected the idea of making profits with grain?"

Hearing that these successive voices were slightly noisy and full of urgent questions, Qian Budo only tightened his brows.

Seeing this, among the businessmen at the banquet, a slightly old figure finally stood up, and bowed to Qian Budo slightly.

"In the past, our grain merchant Mi Jia was only the head of the Changling Tian family, and the Tian family set the standard, and the price of rice rose and fell."

"It's only been a few years, not only old and decaying, all of you here have no more than 100,000 yuan of Mijia, and so far, the land of Fujia County."

"Today, the Chang'an court wants to kill our grain merchant Mi Jia, and the Youtian clan is ······ because of the assassination of the prince."

"On the occasion of the leaderlessness of the dragons, Wan Wangqian Gong came forward to explain the future of our grain merchants and Mijia."

"——How should we deal with the decrees issued by the prince and the prime minister's government?"

As the old man asked this question with a pleading face, the eyes of everyone in the hall were also focused on Qian Budo alone.

Seeing this, Qian Budo Rao was a little happy in his heart, and he didn't forget to make a suspicious look on his face.

lowered his head and 'pondered' for a long time before he raised the corners of his eyebrows with a little temptation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you really want to use Qian as the head of Mijia, a grain merchant in Guanzhong?"

Hearing this, everyone in the hall subconsciously frowned.

After thinking for a moment, they looked at each other again, but finally endured their unwillingness in their hearts, and they all bowed their hands to the money.

"We, may only the money stallion be the first to look ······"

Looking at the hall, the people who were extremely arrogant in the past and couldn't wait to put their nostrils to their faces, but at this moment, they all bowed their heads to themselves, and the corners of Qian Budo's mouth finally slowly swelled with a smug smile.

Only a moment later, that smile disappeared without a trace with Qian Budo's frowning brow······

"Hmmm······"

"That being the case, I am disrespectful, and I am willing to discuss with you that in the future, we will have a smooth road for Mi Jia, a grain merchant in Guanzhong!"

With a calm face, he said a word, and bowed to everyone in the hall, and when everyone sat down, he saw that Qian Budo raised his hand slightly.

Almost at the same time that Qian Budo raised his hand, several slightly yellowed silk cloths were hugged by the servants on the side of the hall and placed on the table in front of Qian Budo.

Then, Qian Budo spread out all the silk cloths, arranged them a little, and then raised his head and looked at everyone in the hall.

"This amount of silk is a few days ago, and the Prime Minister's Mansion issued a decree in Guanzhong."

As he spoke, Qian Budo picked up the silk cloth on the far right, and without looking at the content of the silk, he said to everyone in the hall: "This is the afternoon of the second month of the spring (19th), and the Prime Minister's decree of 'prohibiting merchants from Jia Tun grain exceeding 100 stones' was issued. ”

"With this order, from now on, our grain merchants Mijia will not be able to settle the price of rice with grain."

After that, Qian Budo put down the silk cloth in his hand, picked up the second one, and still didn't look at it, so he looked up at everyone in the hall.

"This is the order issued by the Prime Minister in the second month of the Spring Dynasty (21st), 'prohibiting merchants from buying grain, prohibiting the sale of grain and merchants, and prohibiting merchants from carrying grain in the market'."

"This order is even more complete to our grain merchant Mi Jia, who will buy and sell grain in the future, and make a profit from the way of grain!"

Slightly irritable and roared out of this voice, he slapped the silk cloth in his hand on the table with Qian Budo on the case!

looked around at the people in the hall with a fierce light, and saw that Qian Budo lowered his head gloomily, and bowed his mouth to the other two pieces of silk cloth.

"The remaining two, one said: the order of prohibiting entry and exit from Hangu and Wuguan."

"His intention is to make it impossible for our grain merchant Mijia to sell it in Kanto because he will not be able to transfer the grain in his hands."

"On the other hand, I want to intimidate us in the name of 'Changlingtian's assassination of the prince, there are still accomplices who have not yet been brought to justice'!"

Speaking of this, Qian Budo finally straightened his waist and looked around at everyone in the hall with a calm face.

"The intentions of these decrees have been revealed."

"——First forbade merchants to buy and sell grain, and then forbade merchants to buy and sell grain, and then cut off Hangu and Wuguan, and blocked the road between Guanzhong and Kanto; I want to use the Changling Tian clan to coerce us······"

"The plan is to force us to sell all the grain in our hands before the first day of the third month of spring (the first day of the new year); In the future, don't do anything more about goods. ”

"If we all obey the order, and sell the grain in our hands, and no matter what time comes in the future, we will have nothing to return to our bento at this age······"

As Qian Budo's heavy voice fell, the faces of everyone in the hall once again appeared with a complex expression of anger, fear, anxiety, and helplessness.

After only a little calculation, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the hall gradually became distorted.

The meaning of money is not doubtful, and everyone naturally understands it.

——The court does not allow merchants to buy, sell, or store grain, simply because they want to eliminate the creature of grain merchants in the entire Guanzhong!

And a decree prohibiting entry and exit from Hangu Pass and Wuguan completely blocked the retreat of everyone running away with food and going to Kanto to make a final profit.

As for complying with the decree, in less than 10 days in the future, all the grain in hand will be sold······

"If we sell all the grain in our hands, not only will we not be able to make a profit, but we will also have to put in some of the capital spent on buying grain even if we harvest last year?!"

Hearing such a question from the corner, I saw the person on the left hand side of Qian Budo, and his face was full of sarcasm, brushing the hair on the mole.

"Profit-making?"

"Hey!"

"Half of the capital is returned, and I will be satisfied!"

"——You must know that the decree of the court is issued all over the customs and is displayed on the cloth!"

"Knowing that we are in a hurry to sell grain, and the vulgar and unruly people in Guanzhong are not allowed to take a stand and force the price of grain to drop again and again?"

"Last year's autumn harvest, we bought grain, but at the price of stone thousand eight hundred dollars!"

"If you add the cost of the granary, the money of slaves and Ding, and the rations, and sell them for 2,000 yuan, it will never be 'profit-making'!"

Hearing the man's words, everyone nodded their heads again and again, and each of them complained bitterly.

Its content, left and right, is just dragging the family, the old and the young, counting on their own support for their own families, and so on.

Looking at everyone's words, I told my grievances one by one, Qian Budo only sneered in his heart, leaned back his upper body slightly, and looked at the ugliness of everyone in the hall with relish.

I don't know how long it took, but in the end, the old man who had proposed that Qian Budo talk about things should be the first to turn back from his feelings of self-pity and self-pity.

As more and more people stopped talking, they saw the old man sighing sadly, and immediately solemnly bowed to the money.

"We all started from poverty, and those who suddenly became rich and rich with rice and grain, there is really no good way to do this."

"In the past, Guanzhong could be compared with the Changling Tian clan, only the Chiyang Qian clan of Qian Gong; Today, Qian Gong is even richer in Guanzhong, thinking that he is the first of us. ”

"I also hope that Qian Gong will remember the feelings of the past, and he will not hesitate to teach!"

As he spoke, the old man ignored his advanced age, and did not doubt the money that was more than 20 years younger than him, and bowed his hand heavily.

Only a moment later, everyone who reacted also followed the old man's example, and they all bowed their hands to the money.

"I still hope that Qian Gong will teach me!"

Seeing that everyone was unwilling to endure and bow down in front of him, Qian Bu doubted his heart, and only felt relaxed and happy.

There was a slight moan of enjoyment in his heart, but Qian Budo made a worried look on his face, and slowly got up from the soft couch.

"If you want to solve today's difficulties, I only have three strategies for you to choose!"

Ying Sheng raised three fingers, and put Qian Budo behind his back with a somewhat superior demeanor, and smiled playfully.

"The next step is to follow the order of the prince and sell all the grain in his hand before the first day of the third month of spring (the first day of the new year)."

"Oh, yes······"

"——A few days ago, Chang'an sent a letter, saying that Shaofu posted a notice in the grain market: At the price of 2,000 yuan, do not limit the purchase of rice and grain."

"If you don't want to lose too much, you can also sell rice and grain to Shaofu, and you can stop the loss slightly."

"In this way, even if you do not make a profit, you will not lose much; The money obtained from the sale of grain in Shaofu can also enable you to find a good business and continue to do business······"

Waiting for money to say this 'next policy' with a mocking face, as expected, there was no doubt about the money, and there was no sign of approval on everyone's faces.

Seeing this, Qian Budo pondered for a moment, and then sneered at his face.

"Zhongce, you can send slaves and family members to hide the rice and grain in the deep mountains and remote fields for the future."

"——This time, the prince is strong with the government decree, and the survival of our grain merchant Mi Jia is stopped, and when the autumn harvest is kept, there is no such grain merchant Mi Jia in Guanzhong, and the agricultural harvest obtained by the head of Qian, who can buy it and store it in the warehouse?"

"The prince acted like this, but the child suddenly gained power, and he did a disorderly act!"

Speaking of this, he sat back in his seat with a leisurely face, and immediately smiled relaxedly.

"I won't hide it from you, in the past few days, I have received a letter: Your Majesty has sent an angel back to Chang'an to deliver the holy decree issued by the prince!"

"It's been another year, and there are many things in Chang'an, but His Majesty thinks that the prince is not like himself, and he wants to be easy to save and establish King Zhao."

"This time, Your Majesty sent an angel back, but when he saw that the prince was acting indiscriminately and couldn't bear it, he sent the angel back with an edict to reprimand the prince!"

"Or it is unbearable, and it is unknown to use the angel with the edict of the Son of Heaven to abolish the matter!"

"If that is the case, you will only have to sit down for a few days; When the angels arrive, the rice grain that you have hidden in the mountains should be reproduced and sold. ”

Hearing that Qian Bu doubted this, everyone's faces finally appeared with the first reassuring smile in the past ten days.

"That's it!"

"The prince is doing nonsense, can Your Majesty sit idly by?"

"It will be to send the Son of Heaven to rebuke the prince, and to nullify the prince's orders!!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as everyone began to talk with joy on their faces, the old man before frowned as if he was worried.

After several entanglements, the old man finally gave up his hand tactfully to the money, and said tentatively: "This strategy should be described as complete." ”

"But Qian Gong just said, this, but the middle strategy?"

"Could it be that in addition to such a perfect strategy, Qian Gong has another excellent strategy to deal with this matter?"