Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Flower Love Butterfly Secret Quay

In September of 14, it was the annual grain and tax collection season.

The previous heavy rain affected nine prefectures and more than [-] counties near Gyeonggi. Scores of crops were moldy in the fields. Many farmers knelt on the muddy ridges and sniffed the musty smell in the air, crying bitterly. .

Gyeonggi is relatively affluent, and there is some surplus grain in the granaries of every household. Although the loss this time will not make these families unable to eat, the problem is that taxes will be paid soon. The court does not collect grain but cash. They need to get the surplus grain. A part of it came to Mizhuang to exchange it into silver to pay taxes.

However, old rice is no better than new rice, and it cannot be sold at a good price. We can only hope that the price of rice will rise due to this natural disaster...

So the farmers affected by the disaster opened their granaries one after another, and several joint ventures rented a car to carry rice to the state capital to sell.

After finally arriving at the market, the farmers ushered in a new round of despair. Even though it was a disaster year, the price of grain purchased by the rice farm fell sharply. Although it was last year’s rice, it was still polished rice after shelling. The purchase price offered was only the price of millet, and the farmers were filled with righteous indignation and argued with Mizhuang, but the other party seemed to have been prepared, dispatched more than a dozen strong men with sticks, and the shopkeeper even said: If you think it is cheap, you can sell it elsewhere.

The farmers had no choice but to keep searching. Some lucky farmers found a rice farm with a fair price and took the money back.

As soon as the news spread, many farmers came here admiringly.A few days later, the warehouses of these time-honored brands with reasonable prices were filled, while the other rice shops that sprung up like mushrooms seemed to be negotiated, tacitly maintaining low prices.

The shopkeepers of several time-honored brands met secretly, and the warehouses were already full. Although renting warehouses is also a way, these are old rice after all, and there are always variables. Other rice farms were flat.

For the farmers affected by the disaster, this is undoubtedly worse. Lamy trucks can be seen everywhere on the streets of the state capital, and many farmers are sitting on the side of the road under the scorching sun, frowning.

After a few more days like this, the rice farms that had previously opened low prices all rose a little bit. Mira went there to change the silver, but unfortunately the good times didn't last long-but the price of rice fell back on the tenth day.

Selling the ground polished rice at the price of millet is undoubtedly like cutting meat for farmers. At this time, some loyal "villagers" appeared in twos and threes in many trucks. The world, and the owner over there is kind-hearted: not only the current period is long, but the interest rate is also lower than other pawnshops, why don't you go there and have a look.

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The owner behind Sifang Pawnshop is Qian Yuan, and the rice farms that popped up overnight in the disaster-stricken state capital are the ingenuity of Qi Yan's counselor Gu Feng.

The Wei State respects Confucianism and believes in parents whose body, hair and skin are affected. Gu Feng was implicated in the witchcraft case and got tattooed on his face, which was a mark of shame. He was almost tortured to death while serving hard labor in Kitakyushu. Because of this death, his psychology has long been distorted.

His life was saved by Qi Yan, and he would do whatever Qi Yan asked him to do. If he could take the opportunity to create more misfortunes and make more people as miserable as him, Gu Feng would be very happy.

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In the 14th year of Jingjia, in October, the tax collection from various places was reported to the imperial court.

Nangong Jingnv made enough mental preparations before she opened the dossiers of the disaster-stricken counties, but she was surprised to find that there was no tax loss...

She was full of doubts but couldn't ask the courtiers, so she had to go to Qi Yan's side to find out the reason.

Qi Yan listened to Nangong Jingnv's question, showed a gentle smile, and replied softly: "The capital city is no better than other places, and the emperor's feet are naturally richer than other places. It must be that the granaries in the affected counties are full, and the farmers take out the stored grain. It was exchanged for silver, so even though the disaster was not small, it did not affect the tax revenue."

Nangong Jingnv suddenly realized, Qi Yan looked at her and said: "But... how rich is the wealth of the common people? Once or twice is fine, if you keep going on like this, you will be wiped out sooner or later."

Nangong Jingnv sighed lightly: "Why doesn't this palace know? But how to prevent natural disasters?"

Qi Yan's heart is like a mirror, the problems of the Wei state are not external but internal, unreasonable taxation and the state policy of cutting leeks, cumbersome institutions and corrupt officials. Although the dynasty has changed, the atmosphere of the previous dynasty still exists...

Maybe this is what the masked man said: Nangong Rang is only fit to be a minister, not a king?Now it seems that Nangong Rang is just a usurper, not the founding king.

But Qi Yan didn't remind any more, and instead asked: "Does Your Highness want to listen to the opinions of the students all over the world?"

Nangong Jingnv straightened her waist: "How can I hear it?"

Qi Yan hooked the corner of her mouth: "Revise the exam questions."

Nangong Jingnu: "But..."

Qi Yan: "I have seen the old exam questions, but they are flashy. Now I am the chief examiner and have the right to modify the exam questions. How about changing it to 'On the old system and the new policy'?"

Nangong Jingnv's heart skipped a beat, the word "New Deal" could be said to have touched her heart, Qi Yan struck while the iron was hot and continued to persuade: "They are all the best in the exams, they will definitely come up with good issues, even if they don't It is also good to enlighten the courtiers."

Nangong Jingnu: "I'm going to report to the emperor right now!"

Qi Yan sent Nangong Jingnv to the gate of the hall, and watched her hurry away with dim eyesight.

Nangong asked this usurper to just change the previous dynasty, dragging the body left by the previous dynasty for another 14 years. Now the court of Wei State is like an old man who is sick in bed, and the reform can only be gradually implemented. Without the assistance of a "famous doctor" and a strong dose of medicine, it will only make Wei die faster!

Nangong Jingnv had lived in the deep palace for a long time with limited hearing and hearing, so she didn't see this reason clearly, but Qi Yan modified the exam questions to cater to her wishes, and elected a group of "cynical" reformers to enter the court.It won't be long... these people will completely torment the Wei country to death!

Qian Tong silently appeared behind Qi Yan and knelt down: "Master, I have a letter."

The letter was written by Qian Yuan, and it said that everything went well under Gu Feng's strategy. At present, the Sifang pawnshop has collected two thousand hectares of land deeds, but the funds are already tight, and Qi Yan is asked what to do next.

Qi Yan thought for a moment, and said to Qian Tong: "How about the things I asked you to do a while ago?"

Qian Tong: "Master, we have already placed our people in the consort's mansion. Although there are not many of them, they are all key positions."

Qi Yan nodded: "From tomorrow onwards, you will personally supervise the removal of the things in the consort's treasury, sell them to Tongyuan pawn shop under the name of Xie An, convert them into cash and send them to your father."

Qian Tong: "Yes."

The next day, Qi Yan had already re-drafted the exam questions, packed up her luggage and returned to the son-in-law's mansion.

Because the examination questions are confidential, Qi Yan temporarily sent most of the servants in the mansion, including the female officer in charge, to a private house, leaving only a few people to wait on them.

Jingjia's 14th year, November.

Two black shadows, one tall and one short, came out from the back door of the son-in-law's mansion. At this time, the curfew was already on the street, and the street was empty.

The two were dexterous, and they knew the patrol route of the guards in the consort's mansion very well, so they easily avoided the patrolling guards.

The two walked to the south of the city, passed through a bamboo forest, and the back door of the son-in-law's private house was in front of them.

The smaller black figure climbed over the courtyard wall in two steps in three steps, and the back door opened with two muffled bangs.

Qian Tong: "Master, please."

These two black shadows are Qi Yan and Qian Tong. Because Xiaodie lived in the backyard, they didn't meet anyone along the way. Qi Yan touched his chest. Under the black shirt is the wolf king tattoo passed down from generation to generation by the Li family. .

Four years ago, she personally destroyed the one on her younger sister's waist, and now on her chest is the last seal of the supporting Li royal family, but after tonight, it will no longer exist.

When Qi Yan burned off the mark on Xiaodie's waist with her own hands, she once said to her: Brother will accompany you.

It's just that the totem area on Qi Yan's chest is relatively large, and it would be fatal to see a doctor without a suitable title. She has been looking for skin-washing prescriptions for three years but has not found one, and today she happens to have a good name.

Qi Yan is going to let her younger sister look at this totem again, so that she can remember it well.

When he came to the small courtyard, the lights in the room had already been blown out, Qi Yan said to Qian Tong: "You stay here, I will go in by myself."

Qian Tong: "Yes."

When Qi Yan came to the door, the hand that was about to knock stopped in mid-air. The five senses of grassland people are naturally keen, and Qi Yan was keenly aware of a strange sound.

She frowned, and put her ear on the door: Is Xiaodie sick?

"Hmm~...sister~!"

"...call me by name."

"Shu... Shu girl."

Qi Yan was like a thunderbolt, he couldn't believe his ears, there was Nangong Shunv in the room?

Qi Yan was afraid that she might have heard it wrong, so she held her breath and pressed her ear against the door again, the pounding heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Following Xiaodie's ecstasy scream, Nangong Shunv gasped and said, "Is it better for him or me?"

Qi Yan:? ? ? ? ?

After a moment of silence, Xiaodie's weak voice came: "Yuanjun and I..., can you stop thinking too much?"

Nangong Shunv: "Don't mention that person again!"

Xiaodie: "Ah! Don't..."

There were bursts of cold sweat on Qi Yan's forehead, and he swayed almost to the point of falling down. Although he was not a human being, Qi Yan also knew what the two people inside were doing.

Two women..., and my own sister is actually with the enemy's daughter..., the princess of the grassland and the princess of the Wei country, or are they together as a married woman? !

Qi Yan clenched her teeth, the veins on her forehead popped out, and she tried to hold back several times when she wanted to break in.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yan backed away slowly, and left the private house with Qian Tong without saying a word.

Jingjia 14th year, November [-]th.

That is to say, after Qi Yan came back from his private house, the flames shot up to the east of the capital, turning half of the capital into red.

The imperial residence of Princess Zhenzhen's son-in-law caught fire!

The patrol battalion and officers and soldiers of Yingtianfu quickly came to the rescue, but the fire was so intense that it seemed powerless to recover...

The sleeping Nangong Jinger was awakened by Qiu Ju: "His Royal Highness, the patrol battalion has come to report that the son-in-law's mansion is in trouble!"

Nangong Jingnv threw off the quilt and ran barefoot in front of Qiu Ju: "How is the fire? How is the son-in-law?"

Qiu Ju bit her lip: "The fire is extremely fierce, the son-in-law...is still inside!"

"Your Highness!" Nangong Jingnu's eyes darkened, thanks to Qiu Ju who supported her.

Nangong Jingnu: "Show me! I'm going to take a look! Hurry up!"