Song Mingyue

Chapter 54
Huang Wenhu's only son, Huang Jin, is the pain in Huang Wenhu's heart.

Due to a serious illness in his youth, he became an eunuch. Although he had several wives and concubines, he had nowhere to go. Everyone in Luzhou city knew about it.

Due to physical defects, Huang Jin has always had low self-esteem, resulting in a cowardly and honest personality. At this moment, it is extremely difficult to receive the three young masters from Jiangning in the front hall.

Zhao Hao seemed extremely dissatisfied with Huang Jin's excuse that "my father went out the day before yesterday to Bianliang, and he will not return until mid-August".

"What kind of clothes does your father wear when he is leaving?"

"How many people are accompanying, are they going by water or dry road? Are you talking about making a living?"

"Since your father has gone to Bianliang, you are the head of the Huang family. Do you know how much rice is sold?"

A series of pressing questions made Huang Jin tongue-tied and sweaty. He faltered and answered for a long time, but couldn't answer a reason.

"Since you don't know anything, why come out? Why don't you call your father out!" Zhao Hao's voice gradually increased.

Huang Jin was forced by Zhao Hao to the point where he couldn't bear it any longer, and his tone became tougher: "Young master, please go back, my father won't come back until the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but his face became humble, he immediately walked up to Huang Jin, cupped his hands at Huang Jin, and said with a smile: "I was a little impatient just now, please forgive me, Brother Huang." Sin, since the old official is not in the mansion, I will come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Huang Jin was originally an honest person. Seeing that Zhao Hao was subdued, she also stood up slowly, and said with a haha, "It's easy to say, good..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt being grabbed by someone, and then his body flew into the air, a roc spread its wings, and a goose fell flat on the sand, and was thrown to the ground by Zhao Hao.

This guy also weighs more than 100 jins, if Zhao Hao hadn't taken a big pill (small), even if he attacked suddenly, he might not be able to be so nimble.

With a flash of cold light, Huang Jin was caught off guard, and then fell dizzy. Before he could react, Zhao Hao had already pressed a dagger to his throat.

"Tell Huang Wenhu to come out, or I will kill him with one knife."

In the hall, Zhao Hao, who was originally gentle and elegant, suddenly turned into a werewolf on a moonlit night, his eyes were fierce and his tone was full of ruthlessness, causing everyone in the hall to be in an uproar.

"My lord, don't get excited, the old official is indeed not in the mansion." After all, the old butler was well-informed, and although his face was frightened, he did not lose his sense of proportion.

Zhao Hao sat down on Huang Jin's body, with the dagger in his hand pressed against Huang Jin's throat, turned his head and sneered, "I'll give you a stick of incense, if Huang Wenhu hasn't arrived yet, I'll kill his son. "

The old butler was someone who had seen the storm, and he remained calm in the face of danger, he said in a deep voice, "Young master, don't mess around, you must know that if the little official is gone, the young master will not be able to walk out of the gate of the Huangfu."

Zhao Hao shook his hand, and the sharp dagger cut through Huang Jin's skin. Huang Jin hissed in shock, a stream of blood slowly flowed down, and the hall became more and more chaotic.

Zhao Haohan said in a loud voice: "Even if my son kills him, if Huang Wenhu dares to hurt a hair of the Great Song Zong's relatives, the imperial court will punish him all over the family! Tell Huang Wenhu to get out!"

The official knew in his heart that this time he really encountered a ruthless person, so he said, "Young master is so excited, I'm going to report to the old official now", and ran out like flying after saying that.

At this time, Wang Jue and Xie Yu finally woke up like a dream, looking at Zhao Hao with incredible expressions on their faces, and even Zhao Dian looked messy.

Numerous house slaves and Liang gang thugs had already squeezed into the hall, each of them holding sharp knives, or holding water and fire sticks, surrounded the entrance of the hall tightly, but they were afraid to move forward after all.

"Get out of the way! Mr. Zhao is a clan relative, how could you wait to be negligent!"

A voice sounded from the hall door.

Zhao Hao let out a long breath.

Old thing, if you don't give you something ruthless, you won't come out.

……

Jiangning City.

Not only the food reserves for disaster relief are about to run out, even the people in the city are about to face the situation where they will not be able to buy rice and there will be no rice to cook. The city has already panicked.

At this time, the grain shop headed by the Zheng family began to sell grain.

When the common people, as well as the officials in charge of purchasing grain from the government happily went to the grain shop to buy grain, they couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The starting price is five pennies and one stone!
It was only in the morning, at noon it was five guan and five hundred wen, and the next day it was six guan, and the price continued to rise.If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it. It's a fair deal, and you will never buy or sell by force.

It's just that someone rode from the east to the west of the city and found that the prices of all the grain shops were the same.

At the gate of the Zheng Mansion, flying cavalry shuttled back and forth from time to time, like a large army fighting, and the Zheng Mansion was the command post for the battle.

How much and when will it increase... All orders are issued from Jingxin Zhai in Zheng's Mansion, and all information is reported to Zheng's Mansion, Jiangning, and even the entire Jiangnan East Road. There are still grain merchants in their hands. As the center, unified action.

On the fifth day, the price of grain rose to seven per stone.

Wang Hanzhi, the magistrate of Jiangning, was already turning gray with worry.

Jiangnan East Road was short of food, especially in Jiangning Mansion. The entire Jiangning City was in critical condition. He had asked Jiangnan East Road transfer envoys for help many times, but he had not received a clear answer. He had to solve the problem by himself.

In a city where prices are soaring and supplies are scarce, there are still hundreds of thousands of victims of disasters all around. Once there is chaos, there will be looting, then smashing and looting, and finally burning and looting people, he is an unforgivable crime.

In the Yamen of Jiangning Prefecture, officials of all sizes gathered.

"My lord, now the price of rice has risen to seven guan, and the charity donation is 12 guan. In addition, the government has [-] guan in stock, and you can still buy [-] shi, mix some wild vegetables, and still let the victims spend a month or two. In a few days, I'm afraid it will go up even more, maybe it will go up to ten..." Tongzhi Jiang Ning said uneasy.

How can he be reconciled to the usual price rising to the high price of six, if he spends all the money in his hand on high-priced food, what will he do after two months?
Wang Hanzhi's face was ashen, and he was silent.

Anyone who can achieve his position is actually not ruthless. If it wasn't for the Zheng family relying on the big tree of the queen, he would have found a reason to arrest a few members of the Zheng family and force the Zheng family to submit, but now But he can only sigh in vain.

Just when Wang Hanzhi was hesitating, a yamen servant came to report outside the door: "Your Excellency of the Qifeng Mansion, Master Xuanjue of Tianxi Temple is asking to see you."

Master Xuanjue?What are you doing here at this time?
Although Wang Hanzhi was confused, Master Xuanjue was very famous in the south of the Yangtze River, so he had to let the yamen servants see him.

After a while, Master Xuanjue came slowly, surrounded by several monks, wearing a Pilu cap, brocade red cassock, and holding a nine-ringed tin staff.

Seeing Wang Hanzhi, Master Xuanjue said the Buddha's name first, and saluted forward. Wang Hanzhi didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly returned the salute, asking Master Xuanjue to sit down at the main seat in the hall.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Wang Hanzhi asked with a smile: "There is a way that you can go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. The master is here this time, so I don't know what advice you can give."

In fact, Wang Hanzhi has never been interested in Buddhism, not to mention that he is in a state of desperation at the moment. If he wants to study Zen, he will naturally not be in the mood.

"Amitabha, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River have caused catastrophes for the people, and I heard that the government's lord is running out of food, how can Tianxi Temple just ignore it, and has joined forces with fellow Buddhists in the south of the Yangtze River to collect five thousand stones for fasting food, which will be delivered to the government office tomorrow. "

Master Xuanjue spoke softly and slowly, but it sounded like the voice of the Buddha from heaven. Wang Hanzhi suddenly felt that the master was really kind-hearted, kind-hearted, merciful, dignified, and the Dharma was boundless.

Although Buddhism at this time was not as prosperous as in the Southern and Northern Dynasties and Tang Dynasty, its influence was still very far-reaching. Buddhism seemed nothing in normal times, but it was a force that could not be ignored at critical moments.

After sending away the merciful and merciful Master Xuanjue, Wang Hanzhi felt a little better. At this time, the officials seemed to have temporarily relieved their urgent needs, and they dispersed one after another without any special suggestions.

Wang Hanzhi sent everyone away, heaved a long breath, thought for a while, and frowned slightly again.

Five thousand shi of grain can only suspend the urgent need. With the soaring price of grain, the prices of staple and non-staple foods such as vegetables, meat, eggs, and oil have also risen accordingly.At the beginning of the food shortage, the common people could still rely on the food stored in their homes to survive, but now that the time has passed, many families have been exhausted, and the entire Jiangning City will be in chaos sooner or later. It is estimated that he, the prefect, will not be able to do it for long.

Just when he was worried, he saw an aide leading a person rushing over.

The man looked extremely capable, and after saluting Wang Hanzhi, he handed over a letter respectfully: "Your Majesty, the younger one is from the Zhao family. This secret letter is written by the young master himself, so the younger one must Hand it over to Mr. Fu Zun."

Secret letter of wax paint!

Wang Hanzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly opened the secret letter, and saw that it was indeed Zhao Hao's handwriting.Zhao Hao's calligraphy is not the best in Jiang Ning, but it is difficult to imitate it.

After browsing through it hastily, Wang Hanzhi's expression instantly became very exciting.

"A strong man has worked hard, come here, and reward him five times!"

(End of this chapter)