Time is always passing in the busy.

In the blink of an eye.

Halfway through the unitary time.

Night is approaching.

Outside the south gate of Fuyang City.

A team of people and servants escorted more than 10,000 stone of grain.

Walked slowly towards the south gate.

And the thirty long dragons that originally saw the beginning but not the tail.

They all sit on the ground, quietly waiting for tomorrow's rising sun to rise again in the east.

On the upper floor of the city wall of the south gate of Fuyang City.

Sun Daohua, who was dressed in a lilac official robe, got up from a chair.

Walk slowly to the battlement of the city wall.

Then he stood at the battlement of the city wall and quietly looked out of the moat.

As far as the eye can see.

Thirty long dragons in the daytime.

At this time, there is still no end in sight.

Sun Daohua stared at the long dragon outside the city, and stopped quietly for a moment.

A moment later.

Without saying a word, Sun Daohua turned around and walked down the city wall.

Meanwhile.

Outside a three-entry courtyard in the west of Fuyang City.

Juncheng Lu Yansheng hid behind the carriage with a pale face.

Forty or fifty paces in front of him.

There were more than 20 or 30 county soldiers and officials lying on the ground in 708.

There are many who have survived the arrow.

Screams and wails that hit the deepest part of people's hearts continue to come from the mouths of those who have survived the arrows.

Those who listened directly were all upside down, and their hearts were filled with fear.

Since Sun Daohua ordered the capture of the main messenger behind the scenes, until this moment.

Lu Yansheng led hundreds of county soldiers and government servants to constantly run around Fuyang City.

Do that with all your might.

During this period, there were many recalcitrant resistors.

But never before has it been so difficult.

"Straight thief!"

"What kind of bullshit merchant is here!"

"It's clearly a bunch of outlaws!"

Behind the carriage carriage.

Lu Yansheng's face was pale, and he scolded with palpitations.

God knows why this group of merchants from Daijun is so difficult.

At a time when the two sides are at a stalemate.

Suddenly, several groups of cavalry with a large number of arrows rushed from all directions.

"It's finally here!"

Lu Yansheng was overjoyed when he saw it.

Fang wanted to get up and greet the reinforcements in person.

But as soon as the thought came to mind, the archery skills of the courtyard thieves came to mind.

Then he shrank down again.

Two quarters of an hour later.

The arrows that covered the sky and the sun shot up again.

Meanwhile.

Hundreds of county soldiers carried shields and ladders, beams, and other objects.

Once again, they swarmed up from all sides of the courtyard.

Not much.

Under the cover of a curtain of arrows that obscure the sky and the sun.

The main entrance to the courtyard was finally broken open by the county soldiers.

Meanwhile.

Countless soldiers jumped from the high wall.

Not much.

The sound of fierce fighting continued to be heard from the courtyard.

A quarter of an hour.

Suddenly billowing black smoke suddenly ignited in the southeast part of the courtyard.

Apparently.

The "merchants" in the courtyard are completely desperate.

Another quarter of an hour.

The sound of fighting was completely extinguished.

A county soldier rushed out of the courtyard with his face covered in blood.

Loudly reported the battle situation in the courtyard.

After hearing that all the "merchants" in the courtyard have been subdued.

Lu Yansheng immediately ordered the people who had already been raised to come forward to put out the fire.

And at this time, the courtyard is east

The fire in the South Point has already risen into the sky.

If it weren't for Lu Yansheng, he would have organized the people to demolish all the houses around the courtyard as early as the fire was about to start.

I am afraid that the fire has completely spread by this time.

I don't know how long it took.

The fire was completely subsided.

Casualties in the courtyard have also been determined.

There were one hundred and thirty-seven people in the courtyard.

All of them have now been killed.

The county government also paid the tragic price of 106 wounded and 39 killed.

Meanwhile.

More than half of the nearly 10,000 stone of grain piled up in the courtyard were burned.

.......

.......

Unconsciously.

The night was already dark.

More than halfway through the sub-hour.

On the bright side, there was silence in the city of Fuyang.

In the south of Fuyang City, the county government is in the house.

In the study room illuminated by several bright lights.

Sun Daohua, dressed in a lilac official robe, sat upright on the Taishi chair.

Flipping through the Chinese books over and over again.

Meanwhile.

Yang Xian'an, dressed in dark night clothes, quietly appeared again at the back door of the county office.

"Knock knock."

Yang Xian'an stood at the back door of the county office, raised his hand and knocked on the courtyard door gently.

"Who?"

The knock sounded, and a slightly hoarse sound came from the back door of the county office.

"Yang Xian'an."

Yang Xian'an calmed down for a moment and replied softly.

"Wait."

The person in the inner house responded, and then gently opened the courtyard door.

"The Red Blood Guard has seen Subordinate Officer Yang."

The courtyard gate was half open, and a middle-aged man in the courtyard dressed as a servant in the inner house quickly moved out of the way.

Stand aside and bow your hands.

"Are there any thieves coming tonight?"

Yang Xian'an nodded slightly, and then walked to the inner house.

"Return to the Yang Subordinate Officer."

"There are no thieves tonight."

The Red Blood Guard closed the courtyard door again, and then replied.

"Don't let up."

"Where is Sun Junshou now?"

Yang Xian'an admonished, and then asked.

"Return to the Yang Subordinate Officer."

"A quarter of an hour ago, news came from the front."

"Yansun Jun is upright in the study to handle official business."

The Red Blood Guard replied again.

"Okay."

"Lead the way."

Yang Xian'an nodded slightly, and then commanded.

"Yes."

The Red Blood Guard agreed, and then silently led the way.

After dozens of steps, he walked crookedly.

Another Red Blood Guard stepped out of the darkness and took over the responsibility of leading the way.

After repeating this several times.

Yang Xian'an finally walked to the brightly lit study.

"Knock knock."

"Sun Junshou."

Yang Xian'an stood in front of the door of the study, and after a little calm, he knocked on the door gently.

Dozens of breaths later.

With a soft creak.

The closed door of the study was quickly opened from the inside.

"Officer Yang, please."

Sun Daohua appeared from the study and bowed his hand slightly as a salute.

Then he turned sideways slightly, moved out of the way, and stretched out his hand to ask.

"Sun Jun, please."

Yang Xian'an returned the salute, and then said politely.

Not much.

Sun Daohua and Yang Xian'an exchanged a few words.

Then the host and guest of the bookcase sat down uprightly.

"I wonder how Sun Junshou is doing today?"

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After settling down first, he asked straight to the point.

"Outside the South City Gate, 83,937 stone of grain is sold at a flat price today."

"Seven thousand nine hundred and forty-one stones were destroyed by arson by thieves."

"The surplus grain has now been transported back to the official warehouse."

Sun Daohua poured two cups of tea and said slowly without hurrying.

Yang Xian'an nodded slightly when he heard this, and did not say anything.

In fact, don't look at it, he has never stepped out of the Yanwang Mansion in the daytime today.

But the big and small things that happened in Fuyang City are all well understood.

The only thing they don't know is the specific accounts of today's events.

Sun Daohua paused slightly, and gently placed one of the teas in front of Yang Xian'an.

Then he spoke again: "The matter of the thief, Yang should already know."

"The official will say no more."

Yang Xian'an nodded slightly when he heard this, and motioned for Sun Daohua to continue.

See here.

Sun Daohua calmed down slightly, and then laid out the accounts of today's affairs in great detail.

Thereinto.

The county soldiers, government officials, officials, etc., who "rebelled" when selling grain at a cheap price at the South City Gate.

Two hundred and fifty-seven in all.

One hundred and twenty-six of them were killed on the spot.

Sixty-eight people died at the arraignment of the dying platform.

The rest were all sent to the county jail.

Ask for beheading in public at the critical moment, or ask for beheading collectively afterwards.

Besides.

This time, a total of six families and nine merchants participated in this matter.

One of the families and the three merchants, Jia is a local family and a merchant in Yandi.

Now all the families and businessmen who participated in this arson and burning of grain have all been punished.

His family wealth, food, etc.

All of them have been sealed, and they will be filled into the official warehouse on the next day, waiting to be sold at a flat price.

According to preliminary statistics, the grain seized by the Sixth Family and the Nine Merchants should be as much as 200,000 stones.

The exact number is still subject to final verification.

Ultimately.

Those who can be cornered at the beginning and have to take risks.

None of its own body is too large.

Not much.

Sun Daohua has already exhausted all kinds of accounts in detail.

Yang Xian'an couldn't help but droop his eyelids slightly when he heard this, and he pondered quietly for a moment.

A moment later.

Yang Xian'an slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Sun Daohua again.

"At the current rate of food sales."

"If you count the food that has been seized today."

"The county government should be able to hold out for four or five days."

"That's so."

"Sun Jun will guard tomorrow, so he might as well order people to put 50,000 stone of grain each to the two cities of Zhuolu and Juyong."

Yang Xian'an calmed down for a moment, and then said in a deep voice.

Hear this.

Sun Daohua couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

But Sun Daohua, who knew that Xu Yi was fully calculating, understood Yang Xian'an's intention in an instant.

First, as much as possible, the impact of this "accidental" extra 230,000 stone of grain on the overall situation should be reduced.

Second, it is used to strengthen the perception of outsiders that "the county government is extremely rich in grain and grass".

So that the Zhu, Fan and other families entered the original plan as steadily and steadily.

And then pull all foreign families and businessmen, as well as local families and businessmen with bad intentions into the game.

In the original plan formulated by Xu Yi.

This time, Sun Daohua and Pang Wenze took the lead in opening the curtain in the name of the government.

In this way, the "food shortage panic" is created at a deep level.

Wait two or three days.

The "food panic" has basically been completely fermented.

Moreover, the first batch of people who bought grain at a low price have basically exhausted the grain they purchased.

Here it is

time.

It was the time when Zhu, Fan, Dong and other families subordinate to the Yanwang Mansion entered the game in an all-round way.

At that time.

The Zhu, Fan, Dong and other families will sell grain on a large scale at a price about 40 percent higher than the parity price.

Because Sun Daohua and Pang Wenze sold grain at a low price, they created panic in the front.

Therefore, when the Zhu, Fan, Dong and other families sold grain on a large scale.

To a certain extent, it will not be the target of public criticism.

And once the Zhu, Fan, Dong and other families sold grain on a large scale when the "food panic" was at its strongest.

Their actions will inevitably push the food shortage panic to the pinnacle.

At that time, a large amount of grain from Zhu, Fan, Dong and other families flowed into Fuyang City.

Food prices in Fuyang City will inevitably usher in a total collapse.

Until that time.

The grain held by a group of foreign families and merchants.

To sell or not to sell, at what price to sell is no longer up to them.

In the study room of the county office.

Thinking of this, Sun Daohua didn't know how many times he soaked his back.

"Okay."

"According to the words of the Yang subordinate officer."

Sun Daohua calmed down for a moment, and then nodded in response.

"Then there will be a county guard of Laosun."

Yang Xian'an got up and arched his hand when he heard this.

"Yang is polite."

"This is the duty of my officials. Why bother."

Sun Daohua chuckled and got up and saluted.

"It's getting late."

"Sun Junshou has also worked hard all day."

"Yang won't bother too much."

Yang Xian'an chuckled and said goodbye.

Not much.

Sun Daohua personally sent Yang Xian'an away.

After Yang Xian'an's figure completely disappeared into the thick night.

Sun Daohua couldn't help but look up at the crescent moon in the sky.

"After that."

"I and that Pang Wenze will surely become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of all families."

"But so what?"

"After this incident, Pang Wenze and I will definitely go down in history!"

I don't know how long it took.

Sun Daohua lowered his head with a rich smile on his face, and then walked straight towards the bedroom.

Night.

From this moment on.

More and more intense.

......

......

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, at midnight.

A little bright morning glow appeared above the eastern canopy as promised.

Outside the south gate of Fuyang City.

Thirty long dragons that had been waiting all night without their heads and tails.

Gradually, he woke up from the darkness.

Time passes slowly and painstakingly in an endless wait.

Chenshixu.

The sun rises in the east.

Countless carriages laden with grain were pouring in from all directions of the city again.

Rough estimate.

The number is no less than yesterday's.

And people with intentions seem to be unintentional, but in fact they are intentionally spread.

Thirty people outside the city who saw the beginning but not the end all knew that yesterday, the county government took out a total of 100,000 stone of grain.

And the bread that is shipped out today.

If nothing else.

It was also a hundred thousand stones.

Time.

The thirty long dragons that had been waiting all night without seeing their heads and tails all burst out with deafening cheers.

Half an hour later.

The officials, the county soldiers, the "people", the officials, the food, and the temporarily recruited scholars all returned to their positions.

Not much.

The county government has once again kicked off the sale of grain at a low price.

When noon came, the sun rose

At the time of the three poles.

The thirty long dragons outside the moat were not diminished in the slightest.

On the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger.

Meanwhile.

Suddenly, a large number of carriages loaded with grain came out of the southern gate of Fuyang City.

He was accompanied by a large number of heavily armed soldiers.

Not much.

The leading vehicle drove across the moat without delay.

Go straight south along the official road.

Under the courageous inquiry of those who have a heart.

Sun Daohua transferred 100,000 stone of grain and transported it to Zhuolu and Juyong respectively to sell grain at a low price.

Like a violent wind, it instantly swept through the entire Fuyang City, inside and outside.

Time.

The people inside and outside the city were all at ease.

Sun Daohua can transfer 100,000 stone of grain to Zhuolu and Juyong to sell grain at a reasonable price.

This move is tantamount to proving with facts and actions how sufficient the grain reserves of the county government are.

In this way, what do the people inside and outside Fuyang City have to worry about?

And the opposite of the mood of the people inside and outside Fuyang City is a group of big families, powerful squires and merchants.

When the news that Sun Daohua transferred 100,000 stone of grain to Zhuolu and Juyong Ercheng to sell grain at a low price reached the ears of many wealthy families, powerful squires and merchants.

The "food panic" that existed in the hearts of the big families, the powerful squires and the merchants.

Instantly more and more intense.