Chapter 5: Zhu's Ah Yan

After drinking a bowl of hot soup in the inn, the sun had set in Xicheng, and the sound of carriages and horses suddenly sounded outside the door. Before long, a carriage stopped at the main entrance of the inn, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful girl peeked out from it, the girl slowly got out of the car, and turned around to help a middle-aged man from the car, the man was about fifty years old, but he had gray sideburns and a thin face.

The girl helped the man into the inn, the strong man looked back, and hurriedly got up to greet him, "Master Zhu, ...... are you?"

With a wave of his hand, Zhu Shi dragged his heavy body over, examined everyone one by one, and finally stopped at the strong man, and asked, "Brother Fuhai, are these?" The strong man said "um!" heavily, Zhu Shi pushed the girl away, and bowed deeply to Qu Gao and others, "The survival of the people of Nanyang depends on all righteous people!"

Then everyone went to the inner hall of the inn, which had no windows and thick walls, and only one door could enter. Palm the lamp, see a table in the middle, a military topographic map is spread on the square table, the map is vertical and horizontal, the city is dense, Yangzhou from the east and west to Chengdu, Changsha from the north and south to Luoyang, the mountains and rivers, the jungle secret road, are marked in detail. Everyone stood around the map, Zhu Shi coughed a few times, panting badly, the girl was busy helping him to sit down and rest, seeing that it was a little slow, the girl got up and said to everyone: "Concubine Zhu Yan, I have seen all the heroes." The concubine and the girl should not be standing here, but two days ago, my father was put in prison by the king of Nanyang and interrogated, and he was punished, so he ......"

"This Sima Heng is simply a fool, if there is no Master Zhu, how can he get the military rations to feed the three armies!" the strong man scolded angrily.

The girl's face was cold, and she bowed slightly: "Uncle Chang, don't be annoyed, you should focus on Nanyang now." As he spoke, he looked at everyone again, and said politely: "Righteous people, you must not know what you will do. Nanyang has been ravaged by the Hu people for a long time, the men are in the army, the cultivated land is deserted, and now there is no surplus food in Nanyang City. My father couldn't bear to see the displaced people lost, so he recruited righteous people, formed caravans, and transported grain to Nanyang in various places to solve Nanyang's urgency. ”

"Ah Yan, I'll tell you. "The strong man clenched his fists," Rough people often lie in the sea, follow Master Zhu to run for more than half a year, to put it simply, now Nanyang's grain and rice is a horse silk easy two buckets of rice, and the price is not marketable, to the west of Chengdu and other places, a horse silk can be easy eleven or twelve buckets of rice, in the new capital Jiankang, a horse silk can be easy to twenty buckets, we buy grain from all over the country, transport it to Nanyang, pay two percent to the king of Nanyang to enrich the treasury, three percent of the sale for the purchase of grain and our remuneration, fifty percent for the help of refugees in the city, although it is a business, but not only to avoid the official clan, but also to deal with the bandit Hu Qi, both have brains, but also have skills!"

"Although this move is to save the people of Nanyang, but take advantage of the national disaster to profit from it, it is not allowed by the law, if the matter is revealed, you and my Zhu family will be ruined, scolded by the world, you can think about it, if you decide to do it, the Zhu family will sign a death contract with you, and share the glory and disgrace of life and death in the future, if you withdraw at this time, I hope that you will read it for the sake of the people of Nanyang, and forget all about Zhu Yan's words today!"

Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly a voice sounded: "I've thought about it, let's sign the deed!"

The sound is like a flowing spring, and it is full of the frivolity and innocence of young people, but it is not Qu Gao.

Zhu Yan looked at Qu Gao fixedly, and then looked at Chang Fuhai suspiciously, his face was complicated and incomprehensible, and he slowly pulled out a silk book from under the table, Qu Gao glanced at the content of the silk book roughly, then took the ink pen and signed the word "Qu Gao" at the end of the paragraph.

"I actually let this tomboy take the lead, and I'm ashamed of me!" A man in his early twenties stepped forward with a smile and took the ink pen, and signed Zhao Che after Qu Gao, and the remaining two also signed one after another, Qu Gao only then remembered that the elegant young swordsman was named Tian Hong, and the other man with a thin square face was surnamed Zhong Li, and the two of them breathed long and slow, obviously the inner kung fu was already in flames.

Seeing that several people had signed, Zhu Yan put away the silk book, pointed to the map, and said in a clear voice: "My Zhu family has opened two caravans, one team from the West Mountain into the valley, from the middle of the Han Dynasty to grain, one team to the southeast, to Yangzhou Jiankang and other places, this third road, my father wants to march to Changsha, Changsha has enjoyed peace for a long time, the price of rice can reach fifteen buckets, what do several heroes think?"

Qu Gao was puzzled and asked: "Nanyang to Changsha is 1,300 miles, why don't you take grain from Jingxiang?"

Zhu Yan said softly: "There are two reasons for the near and far, one is that the price of rice in Jingxiang is expensive, and the income from the exchange is limited; second, the distance from Nanyang to Xiangyang is only three hundred miles, and the frequent exchanges are easy to attract people's attention. After that, Zhu Yan looked at the thoughtful Qu Gao with bright eyes, and asked, "Listening to Qu Lang's accent, it seems to be a person from Xiangyang, I don't know what to do?"

Qu Gao's father and Taigong were both captains of the city, and he was very clear about the duties of the commander of the city, suspicious caravans and bulk trade must be strictly investigated, and such a large-scale act of changing grain, if there is no approval from Taishou, not only will all the grain be confiscated, but people must also be strictly interrogated.

After some calculation, Qu Gao raised his head, saw that everyone was staring at him, took a deep breath, and said: "Qu Gao thinks that it can be changed from Xiangyang to grain, first, although a silk horse in Xiangyang can only be easy for six buckets of rice, but the caravan Xiangyang round trip only takes half a month, if you go to Changsha, you can only go to Changsha in two to three months; second, Xiangyang occupies an advantageous area, and has contacts with all directions, the rice market is stable, the price will not change much, and it will not attract the attention of the government; third, Mr. Zhu and the girl are worried about the imperial court's check, which Qu Gao can deal with. ”

"Oh, tell me about it?" everyone looked at Qu Gao in unison.

"Xiangyang Beicheng District is the territory of the nobles of the Shi family, these big families will inevitably have some shady matters, in this regard, the government also turns a blind eye, every day, half an hour before the north gate access control, the guards will not check the entry and exit. If you change grain from Xiangyang, you can enter and exit from the north gate at the right time, and you can ensure that nothing goes wrong. ”