Now that the store has been ordered, Zhao Xibao plans in his mind how to design the store, which is simple, elegant and practical. The more important thing at the moment is the rice in the capital, after all, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and I hope that the rice grain can arrive in Dongzhou City on time.

If, this time, Zhao Er dares to make a mistake, hum, let him try the sister-style iron hammer skill, and hammer him into mashed potatoes.

Zhao Erye, who was far away in the capital, sneezed fiercely, "Ah cut"

Zhao Erye rubbed his nose, he must have missed his little sister who was married. It's best to be a sister, although every time my sister writes a letter, she always lets herself settle all kinds of difficult things.

My sister still loves her the most.

I always knew that my sister was very rich, but I didn't expect to be so rich. The rich sister entrusted him to buy rice in the capital this time, and asked him to take a letter to Baofeng Money Village to withdraw money, and the shopkeeper read the letter and directly took out a box of gold. Stunned him.

It turns out that Baofeng Qianzhuang is the property of the rich woman's sister, but every time his sister is still crying poor in front of him, he is the real poor in front of his sister.

My sister is not only rich, but also has a caring and good husband. Outside my sister's envelope, there was also a large envelope, which was urgently printed with fire paint for 800 miles. Zhao Er sighed with emotion, he used to think that the boy of the Zhong family especially doted on his sister, but now, the prince has surpassed it.

My sister wants rice, as well as setting up a granary transfer station. His good brother-in-law prepared all kinds of paperwork and official letterheads. With the customs clearance paperwork, the transportation is unimpeded. Bring the letterhead of the local government, which means that the government has already taken care of it, and it will get twice the result with half the effort.

If his lovely, kind and innocent sister wants to kill someone and set fire to him one day, will his prince, a good brother-in-law, still send a knife to him?

The location of the rice shop is selected, and the interior decoration follows closely behind, and it must be completed in a hurry. Today's rice prices have left many families without rice to eat. If the price of rice is not lowered in time, there will be more hungry people. The lessons of the past and the present are that hungry people are prone to riots.

"Miss, you are such a big person, and you still learn to play with sand as children, are you naïve?" Little Peach watched Zhao Xibao squat on the ground and turn the sand upside down.

Zhao Xibao raised his hand, ready to raise a handful, and the little peach hurriedly slipped away.

"Look, look, the government has put up a notice."

"There are natural disasters, the price of rice rises frequently, in order to stabilize people's livelihood, the price of rice is set at 3,000 wen per bucket, and it cannot rise again." Someone read it out word by word.

"Why don't you rob it?"

"I can't get by."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Zhao Xibao patted the sand on her hands, she had to go to Chu Qinzhi to discuss what to do next.

Since I made up my mind, I opened a rice shop in Dongzhou City. Zhao Xibao deliberately paid attention to the house, and she bargained to buy a three-in-out courtyard, the environment is good, it is said, it seems to be the previous Thorn Mansion.

Chu Qinzhi was half-leaning on the cloister of the lotus pond, and the son was unparalleled. What catches your eye is the beauty of the picturesque, even if the decay of the residual rain and the withered lotus does not affect the beauty of the prince at all, on the contrary, the elegance and calmness of the prince adds a point or two of Zen to the dry lotus pond.

When you look up at people, you smile gently, your charming eyes, your tall nose bridge, and your thin lips, and your words will always make people feel warm.

Ever since she had been in the cell, she would sometimes have nightmares about returning to the place where the rats squeaked. Chu Qinzhi deliberately opened a new bedtime program for her to read history books.

God, when she was a child, she didn't like to study history the most, and the master was an old pedant, and she didn't care about it all day long, and it hurt her brain to listen to it. Those who are partial to life can't skip class yet. She took a history class, and within a few minutes, she was bound to be sleepy, and her head was like a chicken pecking rice.

Now, when I hear a beautiful husband reading history books, her voice is low and gentle, which is very good.

Chu Qinzhi was dressed in a snow-white middle coat, leaning on the head of the bed, holding the book in his right hand, hugging Zhao Xibao with his left hand, and supporting his right leg to prevent her from rolling out of bed. Xu Xu read: "The "Southern History" records that in the seventh year of Qiantong, the Hangzhou area was cloudy and rainy, and in August and September, the crops were harvested, and there was no harvest in the fields. ”

When Zhao Xibao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed his sleeve and shook it: "Lord Wang, it's very similar to our current situation." ”

Chu Qinzhi tapped her forehead lightly with a book, "Listen well." "Oh."

"The price of rice is one price a day, and no one can control it when I see the price of rice rise from 400 wen per bucket to 1,500 wen all of a sudden." Zhao Xibao is a curious baby, "We can't control it now"

Chu Qinzhi deliberately guided her, "If you are a local parent official, what should you do?" ”

Zhao Xibao thought seriously: "It must be an order to control the price of rice, and they can't be allowed to go up wildly." ”

Chu Qinzhi continued, "In order to stop the price of rice from rising, the imperial court issued an official document in anger, ordering that the price of rice must be controlled at 500 wen per bucket, and violators will be beheaded on the spot to show the public. ”

Zhao Xibao clapped his hands and said, "That's right, that's how it should be." ”

Chu Qinzhi's left hand unconsciously stroked her hair, "When the official document appeared, the price of rice was under control." Bao'er, now empathize, if you were a rice merchant who tasted the sweetness, what would you do? ”

Zhao Xibao rubbed and climbed onto him. "How can we be happy, we don't do the business of discounting the cost." She thought about it for a moment and exclaimed, Oops.

Yes, the rice chamber will hold the grain in its hands and will not be willing to take it out and sell it. There will be no rice available in the market.

Chu Qinzhi nodded, according to historical records, in the end, there was no food, and the hungry people fled to other places, and people continued to starve to death on the side of the road.

This year's high temperature and drought have dried up the rice stalks, and they can be ignited when they are ignited. That year, there was no harvest in the rice fields, and the people did not have enough to eat. Today, the same price of rice remains high, but this time it is not a forced reduction in the price of rice. It is the opposite and crazy to raise the price of rice.

Master Wu Neng, the assassin of Dongzhou, is too cowardly and incompetent, he will only be at the mercy of him, and he only knows how to ask for help when he encounters trouble. He wrote to the imperial court one after another to ask for disaster relief in Dongzhou, but the reply he received was: "There is a great drought in various districts this year, and the imperial court has already allocated Dongzhou's sub-cases, but the fire has damaged a lot, and it is difficult to make it together for a while, and in the past six months, I will find a way to solve it."

"My lord, is it bad?"

"Bold, what's so noisy?" Governor Shi of Dongzhou was woken up from the bed in the courtyard of Governor Shi, and pushed away the beautiful concubine of Governor Shi, and the concubine knelt on the bed despite her disheveled clothes, dressing Governor Shi of Dong. In the process of getting dressed, Chang Shi stared at the concubine's half-covered belly pocket, a pair of fat pig hands, facing the concubine's tender white tofu body, up and down his hands.

"Newspaper, some people used the seal of the history of the assassin to spread announcements and raise the price of rice without permission."

After speaking, the henchman took out a notice from his waist covered with the seal of Dongzhou Thorn History, which not only did not suppress the price of rice, but also added fuel to the fire, causing the price of rice to double.

Changshi was furious after reading it: "Fool"

Is that shit trying to get everyone's attention? The price of rice has risen several times, although it has helped his underground business, but the impact on his political career is more worrying.

"Which grandson dares to break ground on his grandfather's head."

Changshi took people and surrounded the half-renovated new rice shop. The workers who were decorating were so frightened that they looked at each other, and the long history of cruelty and brutality made people frightened, and the workers were puzzled and did not dare to speak. The guy hurriedly stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Lord Changshi, ...... this?" ”

"Come on, tie me up this villain who steals the price of rice!" Before Changshi finished speaking, the two subordinates were ready to tie up the leading guy.

Changshi said in a loud voice: "Now that there is a famine in the disaster year, the imperial court has repeatedly ordered and strictly forbidden to raise the price of rice. When I have a clear review, I will send you to heaven! ”

"Miss, Miss, we guys have all been arrested." Little Peach ran out of breath and almost fell, but Xicheng helped her at the door and let her in. Zhao Xibao is using an abacus in the study to calculate the money for workers and materials. My mind was full of money strings, and when I heard the news at first glance, I was stunned. After reacting, he looked at Chu Qinzhi happily.

Hahaha, what foolish idiot would dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

Zhao Xibao had a lively expression on his face, and he couldn't hide it. I'm worried about waiting for rice and food to be bored, and I want to have some fun and tease, no, there are idiots who send it to the door. She raised her eyebrows, Lisuo changed into men's clothes, and after making the necessary disguises, she pulled Chu Qinzhi out of the door.

Chu Qinzhi let her mess around, and Xicheng asked puzzledly: "Princess, where are you going with the prince?" ”

"Smashing the !!"

Those who dare to touch her! The other party doesn't suffer a little loss, how can she be worthy of her goose plucking temperament?!

"What about you?" Changshi came to the Thorn Mansion and found that the surroundings were quiet. He thought that the madman had done something again, and he didn't take the abnormality to heart.

That madman, who climbed up all the way and was ruthless, was a master of God blocking and killing God. But since that year, he has become crazy, often talking to himself, don't look at him crazy, that ruthlessness is still there. Therefore, his subordinates did not take the initiative to provoke him, let him be a puppet assassin, and his subordinates lived more comfortably than before.

"My lord, someone is beating a drum and crying out grievances, please come over." Changshi was about to summon the assassin's subordinates, but was interrupted by an urgent report from the official outside the door.

"Idiot, is this worth bothering me too? What about the silver? ”

The errand officer was beaten and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and responded: "My lord, the people who came are not poor and call the flowers, and the small ones follow the usual practice, let them pay fifty taels of silver before complaining." They didn't give money, we didn't let them in, and they wounded a few brothers. ”

"How can this be reasonable, take people with me, and if you don't lock them up for a few days and slaughter them, I won't be surnamed Gao."

When Changshi hurried to the yamen, there was a stick and a servant lying at the door. He angrily walked inside, and shouted, "Which dog mongrel has the courage to trespass on the yamen." ”

Zhao Xibao turned around, unfolded the fan and said with a chic smile: "It's just below." ”