Huai'an Prefecture, Suqian County, and Xiang Yu's hometown. Looking to Qilu in the north, connecting to Jianghuai in the south, living in the middle of the two rivers, tying the throat of the two capitals.

The Grand Canal passes through the territory. Since the Huainan River, the Grand Canal connecting Jiangnan and the capital has been restored.

On the river bank, Sha Sheng was wearing a green casual clothes, describing Qingtan, holding his hands on his back to look at the refugee camp in Suqian County. Nearly 10,000 people in Huainan were concentrated here by the government. Following him.

Simple wooden houses are next to each other. The camp is neatly planned, with residential areas, canteens, entertainment areas, toilets, patient areas, etc. Ten thousand people form Baojia organization according to their hometowns and surnames. Everything is in order. In the camp, there are propaganda teams with supervisors and scholars as the main body passing by. They either preach the current situation or interpret the policies of the government.

Sha Sheng looked at Jia Huan standing beside him, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work in Ziyu." He knew how Zheng Yuanjian died. However, there are some things that you don't have to be serious. Jia Huan is his student.

He was not a pedantic person. He was just worried that Jia Huan could not get out of the shadow of his aunt's death. Alas... this is a precedent. The Emperor Chenghua of the Ming Dynasty died soon after Concubine Wan died. Concubine Wan grew older than Emperor Chenghua.

Sha Sheng heard some rumors about Jia Huan and Aunt Pei’s close relationship.

The two staff members of the governor Sha followed and the soldiers of the governor's camp looked at the young man in a quiet standing contemptuously. Jia Huan worked hard during this period, and sometimes even stayed up all night, presided over the center of the governor's yamen, and handled disaster relief affairs in an orderly manner. He is worthy of being a child prodigy and a talented person.

Jia Huan bowed slightly and said, "Mr. I won't go with me in Shouzhou."

Sha Sheng nodded and said kindly: "Go. Only when Jinling's supplies can the people of Huainan stabilize."

During this period, Sha Sheng had confiscated three wealthy families. During the search, any rebels who resisted were killed without mercy. This allowed the powerful landlords who tried to "harvest" their own farming farmers in the natural disaster to restrain themselves and respect the power of the governor. For this reason, he won the name of "ruthless officials" among the gentry in Huainan and was called the official hat stained with blood.

This disaster relief also affects Sha Sheng's wealth and life. Huainan is stable. Zesha Sheng is a powerful minister. When the people in Huainan are in chaos, Sha Sheng will definitely lose his official position, or even be ruined, and may be punished in prison.

Whether Huainan can be stable or not is the grain. In fact, although the Jiangnan region is not a grain-producing area, it is also growing grain. The rice in Songjiang Prefecture is famous all over the country. However, these surplus grains are basically purchased by the rice shop in Jinling. They are held in their hands and sold at high prices. So the grain imported into Huainan depends on the Huguang area.

How long can the grain transported from the Huguang area last? It will be difficult to say that the Huainan area will not be stable without destroying the arrogance and grain prices of Jinling Rice Store.

Jia Huan said calmly: "Please don't worry, sir." He bowed to the two friends again, "I'll ask you all for the next thing."

The two masters hurriedly said, "I dare not. Jia Xiaolian has made the regulations. We will follow Xiao Rules and Cao Sui. Only check whether it has been implemented." This is a saying to Jia Huan.

Jia Huan smiled bitterly in his heart. He was not interested in Dang Xiao He. He nodded and turned around and walked towards the small boat waiting by the canal. He would go from here to the location of the Songjiang Prefecture: Huating County.

He Yuanlong had sent someone to send a message: He had set off for Jinling with a grain ship. Calculate the time, it should be almost here. He was going to Songjiang Prefecture to implement the subsequent plan.

Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of the ninth month. In the twilight, the stars hang flat and the wilderness is wide, and the moon rushes into the river.

Jia Huan stood at the bow of the boat, his clothes fluttering.

He used his crazy work to forget the pain of Aunt Pei's death. It was not as Mr. Sha thought. Instead, Aunt Pei's death was related to him. It was caused by him. He was not afraid of others' "intimidation" of death and would take revenge, but he felt deeply guilty in his heart. A beautiful life, because he withered at the age of a flower.

What's worse, Lin Daiyu is almost dead. At that time, he will not be able to explain to the dead Lin Ruhai at all. Therefore, if you want to take revenge, you must completely solve the hidden dangers and get rid of the real mastermind behind the scenes.

The Zheng family is not, the Chen family is. The Chen family intimidated him with death because he violated the interests of the Chen family. The Zheng family is just a knife, and the executor is a musketeer who collects money and kills people. Now, he is going to complete the third step of revenge!

Kill the Chen family.

If you seek unity by retreating, unity will perish; if you seek unity by struggle, unity will persevere. If you use force to stop fighting, stop killing.

The boat was flying like a flying one. Jia Huan's heart was undulating. Standing on the canal, looking at the two sides, I remembered the passionate red era that had not yet appeared in this time and space. Su Yu, a famous general of war, commanded the army to gallop across this land, winning battles and invincible.

And he will definitely kill the Chen family and win the final victory. Give the dead Aunt Pei a justice; give his heart an explanation!

…

In the 12th year of Yongzhi, at around 3:00 p.m. on the tenth day of September, in the soft autumn sunshine, several grain ships with extremely deep water slowly arrived at the Jinchuanmen Wharf outside Jinling.

Mr. He, who was in charge of contacting the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue, and Feng Cheng, the head of the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue, brought more than a dozen minor officials and yamen runners to greet him, waiting at the dock early. At this time, he quickly stepped forward with his followers.

"Brother Yuanlong!"

He Yuanlong was in his forties and laughed, walked quickly from the grain boat, bowed to Master He and Feng Cheng, and said concisely: "I'm here."

As Sha Sheng's core aide, Mr. He was responsible for negotiating money and food with the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue in Jinling for disaster relief, and he had a good understanding of the subsequent plan. At this time, he couldn't help laughing and sighed with emotion: "It's finally here!"

These days, Jinling Rice Bank has maintained a high shipment volume. It is under great pressure. He is afraid that each rice bank will complete the shipment and suppress the rice price. In about ten days, it will be the autumn harvest season. At that time, a large amount of late rice will flow into the market. High rice prices are not conducive to rice banks' collection and storage of grain.

Fortunately, the grain finally arrived before the rice price fell. At this time, the rice price in Jinling remained at 1 tael, 8 cents, silver and one stone.

Although Feng Cheng, the head of the Ministry of Revenue in Nanjing, was close to Wei Hong, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he did not know the specific plans of Sha Sheng, Jia Huan and Wei Hong. At this time, he was deeply moved when he saw He Yuanlong and Master He, and thought of what the Secretary of the Avant-garde said to him a few days ago: You will know in two days.

After a few greetings, Feng Chengzhu smiled and said, "You two, why don't we go to the Ministry of Revenue first. Secretary Wei is probably anxious to wait."

He Yuanlong and Master He were laughing, "Let's go." Of course, Secretary Wei would be anxious. The food arrived, so he would go according to the plan.

News of the arrival of grain ships from Songjiang Prefecture in Jinling spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jinling in a very short time. All sales outlets in Nanjing’s Ministry of Revenue cooperated to post signs: The price of rice in the future is 8 qian per stone.

The atmosphere in Jinling City suddenly became tense.

The major shopkeepers of the Jinling Rice Store gathered overnight at the office of the Rice Industry Guild to discuss countermeasures. The club was very debated. No one knew whether Wei Hong was setting off smoke bombs. Because, when Wei Hong was discussing affairs with various Nanjing government offices a few days ago, he clearly stated that a few days ago that the grain ships from Huguang would come to Jinling. However, it is confirmed that it is a boat from Songjiang Prefecture. In the Huguang side, the situation on the Yangtze River waterway has not been transmitted back to Jinling. Therefore, the shopkeepers of the Mixing Rice Store were undecided.

Deng Hong, the Duke of Zheng, a Nanjing garrison who received the documents from the Ministry of Revenue, was hesitant to send troops to protect the safety of the grain ship. The grain ship of the Ministry of Revenue is the grain ship of the court. The Nanjing Bingbei Mansion has the responsibility to protect the grain ship of the court.

However, he also participated in raising the grain prices in Jinling and sent troops to guard the grain ships. Isn’t this a struggle with his own money? And if something happened to the grain ship during his time when he sent troops to guard the grain ships, he would definitely not be able to escape. The current situation is just the difference between making more and making less, and it has not reached this level.

That night, Wei Hong did not wait for Deng Hong's reply at all, and dispatched reliable personnel to protect the grain ship overnight. Of course, he couldn't wait. Deng Hong used the word "drag". After all, there is no Zhang Juzheng's method of taking the exam now. He did not say that he had received the official document and must reply within the period.

Someone saw the male members of the Jia family and the Wang family among the guards that night. Even if such a family of aristocratic families declined and could not be as powerful as the ones they were in the past, it would be easy to pull out forty or fifty male members.

Deng Hong's cleverness fell into the eyes of those who are interested, and there was another situation. In Jinling City, Ji Ming, who followed Master He to do business, came back from the dock at night and went to Zhang Anbo, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, to tell the situation.

Master He turned out to be a lecturer from Wendao Academy, so there is no need to say that his personal relationship with the mountain director Zhang Anbo was born. Zhang Anbo supported Wei Hong's measures to reduce grain prices. It is normal for Ji Ming to go to the Ministry of Revenue to help with work and contact him in the middle.

In the study, after listening to the situation, the fat Zhang Chengjian was still a little confused.

Zhang Anbo seemed to have some insight and looked at Ji Ming.

Ji Ming nodded with a smile, "That's right. It was designed by Ziyu. He wanted to verify whether Duke Deng Hong of Zheng was involved in the reselling of grain."

That day, he went to the Duke of Zheng's mansion with him. After coming out, Jia Huan told him that the talk with Duke of Zheng had collapsed. He was not sure about the specific discussion. Judging from the situation, Jia Huan became suspicious at the time.

Duke Zheng fell into a pit, but he didn't know it.

This is not an IQ issue of Duke Zheng, but who would have thought that when trading, the person who controls all this was a young man who disappeared from the front of the stage to the darkness and retreated behind the scenes? Jia Huan has been away from Jinling for almost twenty days.

Many people have forgotten him...

Some people left, but he is still there.

…

On September 11, many people in Jinling City gathered early at the grain sales sites set up by the Ministry of Revenue. When the white rice was on sale, bursts of cheers came and waves of excitement passed through the city wall.

From Jubao Gate in Nancheng, Zhen Yi, a girl from Zhen San, who had just returned from Dabaoen Temple to pray for blessings for her father and family, happened to see this scene.

In the exquisite fragrant car, Zhen Yi's maid raised the curtains so that she could see the "grand occasion" of hundreds of people shouting on the left side of the city gate road. A very complicated emotion surged in her heart.

Not included in the list of men, Zhen Yi was concerned about the situation in Nanjing. The Zhen family did not do grain business, but she knew about the causes and consequences of Jia Huan's assassination and the rise in rice prices.

Judging from the current situation, the party belonging to Jia Huan will win. The decline in grain prices is a high probability event. It is correct and popular. However, his concubine and his woman died. He himself became cannon fodder and left Jinling. It is said that he helped the Sha Governor in Yangzhou to work.

It was difficult for her to tell what she felt about the boy who had refused to marry her in her now.

A talented man! A villain who cuts off the hopes of the Zhen family! Appreciation, resentment, or the regret and lament now?
Chapter completed!