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    In September of the fourteenth year of Jingjia, it was the annual grain and tax collection season.

    The previous heavy rains affected nine states and more than 30 counties near Gyeonggi Province. Vast areas of crops were moldy in the fields. Many farmers knelt on the muddy field ridges, sniffing the musty smell that filled the air, and burst into tears.  .

    Gyeonggi is relatively prosperous, and every household has some surplus grain in their barns. Although this loss will not make these families unable to eat, the problem is that taxes will be paid soon. The court does not collect grain but collects money. They need to take the surplus grain.  I took part of it and went to Mi Village to exchange it for silver to pay taxes.

    But old rice is not as good as new rice and 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 who were affected by the disaster opened their granaries one after another, and several households jointly rented cars to carry rice to the state capital to sell.

    After finally arriving at the market, the farmers ushered in a new round of despair. It was obviously a disaster year, but the price of grain purchased by Mi Zhuang plummeted. Although it was last year's rice, it was still polished rice that had been shelled. But Mi Zhuang gave  The purchase price offered was only the price of millet. The farmers were filled with indignation and argued with Mi Zhuang. However, the other party seemed to be well prepared and sent out more than a dozen strong men with sticks. The shopkeeper also said: if it is too cheap, sell it elsewhere.

    Farmers had no choice but to continue searching. Some lucky farmers found rice farms with fair prices and took the money back.

    As soon as the news spread, many farmers came here.  A few days later, the warehouses of these time-honored brands with reasonable prices were full, while several other rice stores that had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain maintained low prices in a tacit agreement, as if they had negotiated.

    Several time-honored shopkeepers met secretly. The warehouses were already full. Although renting a warehouse was also a solution, these were old rice after all, and there were always variables. After discussion, the shopkeepers returned to the shop and lowered the purchase price.  Other rice shops were unchanged.

    This is undoubtedly an added insult to the disaster-stricken farmers. Lamy¡¯s trucks can be seen everywhere on the streets of the state capital. Many farmers are sitting dejectedly on the roadside under the scorching sun, frowning.

    After a few days of this, the rice shops that had previously offered low prices all increased a little. The prices were slightly higher than those of the time-honored brands but still lower than those in previous years. Even so, the farmers seemed to have seen a savior and rushed to buy rice.  Mira went there to exchange for silver, but unfortunately the good times did not last long - but the price of rice fell back on the 10th.

    Selling the milled rice at the price of millet is undoubtedly like cutting meat for the farmers. At this time, some loyal "fellows" appeared in twos and threes in many truck teams. These fellows told the farmers: Sifang Pawn Shop has strong funds and industries all over the world.  The world, and the owner over there is kind-hearted: not only is the current period longer, but the interest rate is also one cent lower than other pawn shops, 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 shops that popped up overnight in the disaster-stricken state capital are the ingenious plan of Qi Yan's counselor Gu Feng.

    The Wei Kingdom respected Confucianism and believed in the body's parents. Gu Feng was implicated in the witchcraft case and was tattooed, which was equivalent to being branded with shame. He was almost tortured to death while doing hard labor in Kitakyushu, and his mother-in-law also died.  As a result of his death, his psychology has long been distorted.

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

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    In October of the fourteenth year of Jingjia, tax collections from various places were reported to the court.

    Nangong Jingnu was fully prepared before opening the files of the affected counties, but she was surprised to find: there was no tax loss

    She was full of doubts but could not ask the court officials, so she had to change her method and go to Qi Yan to explore the reason.

    Qi Yan listened to Nangong Jingnu's question, showed a gentle smile, and replied softly: "The capital is no different than other places, and the emperor's feet are naturally richer than other places. It must be that the granaries in the disaster-stricken counties are full, and farmers have taken out their stored grains.  It was exchanged for silver, so although the disaster was not small, it did not affect the tax revenue."

    Nangong Jingnu suddenly realized, Qi Yan looked at her and said: "But how rich can people's wealth be? Once or twice is okay, if you keep going like this, sooner or later it will be emptied out."

    Nangong Jingnu sighed softly: "Why don't I know this? But how can we prevent natural disasters?"

    Qi Yan¡¯s heart is as clear as a mirror. The problems of Wei State are not external but internal. Unreasonable taxation and the national policy of cutting leeks, cumbersome institutions and corrupt officials. Although the dynasties have changed, the atmosphere of the previous dynasty still exists

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

    But Qi Yan didn¡¯t remind her again.??  ?  ?

    After a moment of silence, Xiaodie's feeble voice came: "Yuanjun and I, can you not think too much about it?"

    Nangong Shunu: ¡°Don¡¯t mention that person again!¡±

    Xiaodie: "Ah! Don't"

    Episodes of cold sweat broke out on Qi Yan's forehead, and he almost fell down as he staggered. Although he was unattended, Qi Yan also knew what the two people inside were doing.

    "Two women, and my biological sister is actually with the enemy's daughter, the princess of the grassland and the princess of Wei, or are they still together with a married woman?  !

    Qi Yan gritted her teeth and veins popped out on her forehead. She tried to break in several times but held back.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Qi Yan slowly backed away and left the private house with Qian Tong without saying a word.

    It¡¯s November 15th, the 14th year of Jingjia.

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

    The imperial palace of Princess Zhenzhen¡¯s consort is on fire!

    The patrol battalion and Yingtianfu officers and soldiers quickly came to the rescue, but the fire was too fierce and it seemed that they were unable to recover

    Nangong Jingnu was woken up by Qiu Ju from her sleep: "Your Highness, the patrol camp has come to report that the Prince Consort's residence has been compromised!"

    Nangong Jingnu lifted up the quilt and ran to Qiu Ju barefoot: "How is the fire? How is the consort?"

    Qiu Ju bit her lip: "The fire is extremely fierce, and the Prince Consort is still inside!"

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

    Nangong Jingnu: "Come on! I want to go take a look! Hurry!"

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