Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

After the decree on cash for work was promulgated, it soon became effective.

The common people who were on the verge of starving to death also filled their stomachs while helping the construction of Daqin.

The imperial court no longer needs to pay money, but only needs to provide food.

As the demand for food fell, so did the price.

It's a chain reaction.

Both the common people and the imperial court benefited from it.

Of course, some people are happy and others are sad, and the cycle of good and bad.

Now, it is the country gentry hoarding grain who are most worried.

They never expected that the price of grain would drop even lower than the purchase price in less than half a month.

Moreover, judging from the current trend, food prices may continue to fall.

If you don't sell it, you will lose more, and if you sell it, you will feel distressed.

No, some squires have already settled their accounts and sold grain at a low price.

But now that most of the common people are eating the grain issued by the imperial court, who is willing to pay for it?
Besides, the imperial court distributes the wages of the common people in the form of grain, and the common people have no money in their hands.

When the gentry were worried, they gathered to discuss countermeasures.

The person who presided over the discussion meeting was naturally the squire who hoarded the grain.

"Everyone, please sit down!"

The squire waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

After all the country gentlemen, big and small, are seated.

He said slowly, "I called everyone here today to discuss how to deal with the continuous drop in food prices! Let's all talk about it!"

As soon as the words fell, the squire below really moved his mouth.

However, it was different from what the biggest squire expected.

The little gentry did not speak out their countermeasures one by one in turn, but discussed among themselves in twos and threes.

The content of the discussion...

It is not a countermeasure, but how much food you have sold and how much food you have hoarded.

At what price is it sold, where can it be sold...

After inquiring about each other, the one who sold a lot was talking with joy on his face.

Those who sold less sighed, blaming themselves for their bad luck.

When it came to bad luck, the biggest squire was the worst.

He heard everyone's discussion, and he was angry in his heart.

"Everyone, please come here to discuss countermeasures, not to compare each other. Whoever has a countermeasure, please come forward and tell everyone. I am willing to give a hundred stones of grain as a gift!"

"Old Bailong, who cares about your one hundred stones of grain!"

A little squire stood up and yelled loudly, "Our own food is almost moldy, so why don't we use your food to make wine?"

"Retting wine!"

Old Bailong was overjoyed, "Okay, okay, good idea! The food will go moldy, but the wine will become more fragrant the more you let it go. What's your name, my son?"

Just when old Bailong was very excited and was about to give a hundred shi of grain to the little squire who spoke just now, an old squire in his fifties who was about the same age as old Bailong sneered.

"Hehehe, hehehe~"

The voice was dry and cold, and it made people's skin crawl.

The old Bailong was displeased for a while, and his face became gloomy, "Tian Buyue, why are you sneering? If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Cough cough,"

Tian Buyue coughed lightly, stood up, and said, "Old Bailong, although you and I have disliked each other for so many years, I still have to save your life for the sake of being country gentry!"

"help me?"

Old Bailong snorted softly, "What? Could it be that you want to buy all my food?"

"No!"

Tian Buyue shook her head, "Didn't you just say that retting wine is a good idea? Have you forgotten that the court recently promulgated a new decree? Prohibition of alcohol! Anyone who has more than ten jars of wine in his home will be beheaded! Those who make wine, punish the three clans! Those who instigate them to make wine will be whipped!"

"This……"

After hearing Tian Buyue's words, the people present were ashamed with fright.

"Farewell."

"Farewell!"

……

The country gentry were afraid of being implicated, and left one by one as if fleeing for their lives.

In this way, a discussion meeting spontaneously organized by the squires ended without success.

On the other side, Zhao Yang's thatched cottage.

Zhao Yang has been preparing for the school for several months. Today, he finally completed the preparations!
After lunch, Zhao Yang put a stack of yellow paper with densely packed small characters in the cloth bag, and set off towards Zhao Yang City.

At the time of Chen, the sun turned to the distance between Xun and Li.

This hour is the time when there are the most people on Xianyang City Street.

Zhao Yang took a good look at one of the busiest areas, put his flag stick on the ground and shouted loudly, "Everyone, look over here, look over here! The Sanyang Academy is starting! Teaching poetry, music, rituals, and learning ! You can learn whatever you want, and you can teach anything. Dr. Shu Suntong praised Sanyang Academy! Sign up now!"

What the common people like most is to watch the excitement. Hearing the yelling here, they come here one after another.

"Sanyang Academy?"

A young man with the appearance of a scholar pointed to a few words on the flag staff and read them out one by one.

Zhao Yang nodded again and again, and said, "Yes, Dr. Shu Suntong verified it himself, it's no lie!"

"cut!"

"Dr. Shu Suntong? I'm busy! I don't care about school affairs!"

"That's right, Dr. Shu Suntong himself never said he is proficient in the Six Arts and Five Classics, this guy is probably bragging!"

"Blow yourself up to be better than Dr. Shusun Tong, it's unreliable at first glance!"

"Let's all go away! It's unreliable~"

The more the onlookers discussed, the more they felt that what Zhao Yang said was unreliable.

Especially after the person said just now that the show was over, everyone really... broke up.

"Hey, don't go, everyone, listen to me, I still have good things here!"

Zhao Yangben was going to send out some yellow paper with the Three Character Classic written on it, so as to attract everyone to sign up.

Can……

The common people seem to recognize Zhao Yang as a charlatan.

No matter how much he yelled behind his back, no one surrounded him anymore.

Zhao Yang simply sat on the floor without yelling.

I began to think about whether there was something wrong with my own method...

Just as Zhao Yang lowered his head in thought, a tall black shadow blocked the sunlight that shot towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang raised his head instinctively, but saw a handsome man standing in front of him, looking thoughtfully at the words on his flag staff.

In just a split second, Zhao Yang was startled by the aura emanating from the man.

The so-called elegant, ah no, the so-called sword-hearted jade god, is a perfect description of the man in front of him.

"I don't know which family's grandson Mister is? Looking at Mister's face, although he is as calm as water, there is boundless anger between his brows! Do you have any resentment? Do you have a big hatred in your heart?"

Zhao Yang bowed to the man, cupped his hands and said.

"I'm ashamed," the man said with a salute, "Mister knows my heart, but Zhang Liang has nothing to do with him."

Zhang Liang?

Zhao Yang was startled. Could it be that the person standing in front of him was Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang, the sage-seeker who assassinated Qin Bolangsha and whose strategy surpassed the ages?