Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"What do they honor me for?"

Yang Ge's face turned dark: "Are you causing trouble for them?"

Fang Ke quickly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, even if you lend us courage, I don't dare to find them unhappy!"

This sounded interesting. Yang Ge frowned and said in a deep voice: "Tell me carefully what is going on!"

Fang Ke glanced at him cautiously and whispered: "Have you heard about the recent increase in food prices in this county?"

Yang Ge nodded.

Fang Ke smiled apologetically: "Isn't this because they are afraid that we will cause trouble for them, so they took the initiative to deal with us first..."

"Snapped!"

Yang Ge suddenly slapped his hand on the dining table and shouted with a solemn expression: "If you tell me what you want, say it carefully. If you dare to give me a bad look, don't blame me for giving you family law regardless of my friendship!"

Fang Ke was startled, his face tensed up instantly, and he said concisely: "Reporting to the General Banner, the three major grain accounts have jointly controlled the flow of grain in Hebei Road, Henan Road, Huainan Road and Jiangnan Road, and secretly hoarded grain. , driving up the price of food, the powerful and powerful people wherever they go provide guarantees, and gold and silver clear the way, and this share delivered to you is just a routine matter, not an exception. "

Yang Ge was startled and said in disbelief: "You mean, the three major grain companies are taking advantage of the short-term grain shortage caused by the imperial court's preparations for war to make money? Luting County is the gateway to Beijing and an important place in the capital. How dare they ah!"

Fang Ke replied: "The portal to Beijing...it's not going to Beijing after all, right?"

Yang Ge: "No, how could this kind of business, which can be destroyed at the first glance, become so big? Are all the civil and military officials in the dynasty dead?"

Seeing that this was mentioned, Fang Ke simply stopped hiding it: "Is it possible that you really think that these big grain companies made their fortune by selling grain in good years and making a profit?"

"Then you underestimate these big businessmen!"

"As a grain merchant, the little money you earn from the price difference on weekdays is just enough to make ends meet. If you really want to make a fortune, you have to wait for this kind of food shortage season!"

"Think about it, food prices have risen and people can't afford to buy food for cooking, but they still have to live, right?"

"What should we do?"

“Sell whatever you have!”

"If you have cattle and sheep, sell them. If you have real estate, sell real estate. If you have land, sell land. If you really don't have anything, sell your sons and daughters."

"Those big merchants made a lot of money selling grain at high prices with their left hand, and bought cattle, sheep, real estate, and fields at low prices with their right hand, and then sold them in the harvest season, and made a lot of money again!"

"The profits they make from this two-and-a-half years, one year of famine is worth the price difference they make from selling grain for a hundred years in a good year!"

"Don't look at those businessmen who have made a few copper coins, who are always shouting and showing off their power. They think they are just a person."

"Actually, in the eyes of the real big shots, they are just pigs in a pigsty!"

"When the opportunity comes, I can wipe out the family fortune that they have accumulated for generations with one knife!"

A short speech.

After opening up Yang Ge's "pattern", he tried hard to clear his mind: "No, is there no one to take care of such a big thing? Does Dawei belong to their family?"

Fang Ke sneered: "Who will take care of it? Who dares to take care of it? Just say how many states and counties must the grain pass from Jiangnan East Road to us? How many checkpoints? Since they can control the flow of grain on all routes, you can Don’t you understand what this means?”

Yang Ge: "Involving so many states and counties, so many links, and so many people, how can they guarantee that everything is airtight every time? Have you ever been stabbed in the court?"

Fang Ke thought for a while and replied: "Not to mention whether anyone can be stabbed in the court, even if someone is really stabbed in the court, who can guarantee that the person who comes down to investigate is not the person behind them?"

"Ten thousand steps back, even if the matter really gets to the point where we can't hide it, it's just a matter of killing some businessmen and petty officials who are doing things. The big shots who really benefited will not lose a single hair!"

Yang Ge stared blankly at Fang Ke, who had a plain face, and then looked at the bag of silver on the dinner table. The more he thought about it, the more creepy he felt.

If he heard these words from Shen Fa's mouth, he might be shocked by the darkness of Wei's powerful class, but he would never feel creeped out.

After all, Shen Fa was both an embroidered guard and a disciple of the generals. It was only natural for him to know the dirty things of the upper class.

But what is Fang Ke’s identity?

Even a little guy like him knows all about this!

What is his identity, Yang Ge?

Even a little guy like him is within the opponent's range!

He muttered to himself speechlessly: "It's so dark, it's so dark... it's so damn dark!"

He knew that the feudal dynasty was evil, and every dynasty had its own evil.

After all, when he was in middle school, he was the history class representative.

But knowing is one thing.

Feeling it personally is another matter.

He just felt suffocated now, as if he was drowning in the middle of a rolling river.

With his education and upbringing, it was really hard for him to understand how those big shots who had already ascended to high positions and enjoyed endless glory and wealth could be so bad just for money...

Can they really sleep with all that money?

Are there really no ghosts of injustice wailing in your ears when you dream back at midnight?

Fang Ke looked at Yang Ge's face, which was as complex as the palette, and didn't dare to say anything.

After a while, Yang Ge finally said: "Apart from me, do you have any?"

Fang Ke replied cautiously: "Both are available. Each of the flag officers has two hundred taels, and the warriors have thirty taels each."

Yang Ge glanced at the bag of silver on the dinner table: "In other words, they smashed three thousand taels in our place alone? What a big deal!"

Fang Ke didn't dare to answer.

Yang Ge was silent for a long time, then pointed at the bag of silver on the dinner table: "Give me back my share. I can pretend you don't know anything about your place. Get me three homing pigeons as soon as you get back!"

Fang Ke was startled and said hurriedly: "General Qi, we have to accept this money. You have forgotten what I told you before..."

Yang Ge gritted his molar teeth and interrupted him rudely: "I haven't forgotten, I will only give back my share. If anything happens, I will take care of it myself, so you won't be hurt!"

Fang Ke said earnestly: "General Banner, just listen to me. I know you are kind-hearted and righteous, but this is really not the time to act on impulse. As the old saying goes, killing someone's wealth is like killing their parents. So many big shots are rubbing their hands in preparation. How can I spend a good year to allow little people like you and me to ruin their good deeds? Besides, do you think the Holy One really doesn’t know anything about these bad things? Is it possible?"

He was a little panicked.

Really panic...

"Don't kidnap me with your bullshit theory!"

Yang Ge cursed and looked unspeakably irritable: "I only know that if they do this, many, many people will not be able to survive this winter. It's okay if I'm just a plain-headed commoner. I'm so hungry." Go grab those bastards, but since I sit in this seat, I have to do what the fuck this seat is supposed to do!”

"You want me, Yang Ge, to be their accomplice and lackey?"

"Have a fucking dream!"

Fang Ke: "General flag..."

Yang Ge's eyes were as big as those of an ox: "Fang Ke, let's make a fool of ourselves. I won't drag you into the water, but if you dare to babble in my place again, believe it or not, I'll take a stab at you first!"

Fang Ke's face turned green and red, and after a few breaths, he suddenly swept the silver coins on the table all over the room, and the red-eared man behind him laughed loudly: "Okay, let's just show off, don't say anything and take it upon yourself." , as for your homing pigeon, someone will smell it and touch it as soon as it arrives at home. Not only will you die, but our brothers will not be able to take advantage of it!"

"If you want to go crazy, I will accompany you to go crazy this time. I will go home to get my horse, go to the capital overnight to see Mr. Shen, and report your intentions to him!"

"If you and my brother die together, no one should be ruthless and unjust!"

Yang Ge: "Fuck you, I have no relatives and no one is involved in anything that happens. Why are you so crazy with me?"

Fang Ke sneered disdainfully: "It sounds like we are related to each other!"

After saying that, he solemnly gave Yang Ge a fist, turned around, opened the door and strode away regardless of Yang Ge's shout.