After Ming Dynasty

Chapter 42 Three hundred, 300 people!

Yan Zibin had no time to think about it. The situation in front of him was already very bad. He knew that the outside of the city was occupied by bandits, and the autumn harvest was coming, but the food could not be brought in.

People's hearts have long been in chaos, and those who knew the news in advance have hoarded food.

Now things are going badly.

This is the case with grain. Since it can be stored for a long time, you can store it for three months, half a year, one year, two years, or three years.

Just like many landlords' homes, they will specially build granaries, and it is not uncommon to store them for ten or eight years.

This is still the case in times of peace, but when the dynasty changes and wars are imminent, people without a good brain know that they need to hoard more food.

Therefore, almost overnight, there was no food on the market in Laiwu, and all large and small food stores were closed and locked.The streets are full of people carrying bags and carts, unable to find food.

"Tang Zun, it's messed up, it's completely messed up. It's okay if we don't agree, hurry up and send things outside!" Master Fang pleaded bitterly.

Yan Zibin's eyes flickered, he was still hesitating, "Old Fang, if I send people out, it's like handing over the handle of the knife to Mr. Zhu. When the court finds out in the future, they won't let me go. It's a death anyway. You say I'm dead?" Now that I have issued an order to seize the big grain merchants, not to hoard them, and then lead the people to fight to the death, what do you think my chances of winning are?"

When Master Fang heard this, his eyes became straight. He waved his hands again and again, and then leaned into Yan Zibin's ear, "Tang Zun, do you plan to die now, or in a few days?"

Yan Zibin was taken aback, "What do you mean? Who dares to kill me?"

Master Fang looked around, and said in the lowest voice: "You don't need Mr. Zhu to attack, everyone in the yamen will kill you."

"What?" Yan Zibin was shocked, "Could it be that they are all thieves?"

Master Fang was helpless, "It's not from thieves, it's because everyone has stockpiled grain, and there are still many people who have colluded with grain merchants and sold grain in private to make money!"

"Ah!" Yan Zhixian was shocked, "You, how do you know?" He stared at Master Fang, and suddenly noticed that his brow moved slightly. , you did it too, right? I only know that you are greedy for money, but I didn’t expect you to be greedy for money at this time, me, why did I invite you for such a thing?”

Master Fang grinned, "Tang Zun, you are a sensible person. It's not that Lao Fang is greedy for money. It's because we don't take it, and others don't agree. I'm afraid they will jump the wall in a hurry and it will be bad for Tang Zun. I am always loyal..."

"fart!"

Yan Zibin spat at Master Fang, but he had nothing to say.In the last few decades of the Ming Dynasty, this kind of farting happened everywhere. The Qing Dynasty entered the customs and inherited the old system of the Ming Dynasty. The places with the Eight Banners may be better. In a small place like Laiwu, the people are still those People, the rules are still those rules, if they can be changed all of a sudden, there will be ghosts!

However, it is precisely because of the chaos that there is an opportunity to take advantage of. As long as the county is still in name, he may be able to escape the catastrophe.

"The only way to do this is to send out the weapons he wants."

Master Fang nodded, but did not go down to implement it.

Yan Zibin was taken aback, "Old Fang, is there anything else?"

Master Fang said helplessly: "Master Zhu, you can say that Mr. Zhu is a thief. He is unreasonable. I am afraid that he will cheat, so I asked Tang Zun to lead the soldiers and horses, raise the banner high, and show off his military power. Unpredictable."

When Yan Zibin heard this, he rolled his eyes. If he had the power to show off, would he still be in such a miserable situation?
In an ordinary small county, the people in their early [-]s and yamen servants would not exceed [-], and even less if the quota was deducted.

A few days ago when he attacked Dawen Village, he also heard that someone attacked the Confucian family. Yan Zibin was afraid that the Confucian family would blame him, so he hurriedly sent people to kill some people indiscriminately so that he could deal with it.

In the end, more than 200 people were killed, and some of them ran away.

Now he can barely pull out more than 300 people.

There is no other way, I can only rely on this little person to go out and meet that Mr. Zhu.

Afraid of being seen by others, Yan Zibin and Master Fang chose the time of dusk to deliver the weapons and armor Zhu Yiyuan wanted... Of course, this kind of behavior was just a cover-up.

But Zhu Yiyuan was also very cooperative, so he really agreed.

Not only agreed, but also came with steamed buns, porridge, and small pickles...

Yan Zibin and Master Fang were both dumbfounded, is this for them?

"Folks in the city, villagers who have gone to work in the city, there is no food in the city of Laiwu now, and you have no way out if you stay in the city. Hurry up and leave the city. Don't worry, we have made arrangements, and your village will be able to divide the fields soon. .In the future, there will be food and drink, no hunger, no cold, don’t wait to die in the city.”

After Zhu Yiyuan finished speaking, he stepped aside, and many villagers came out, shouting towards the city.

Some parents call their sons, their elder brothers their brothers, and their wives their husbands.

Besieged on all sides is not so lively.

Get out of the city quickly, Mr. Zhu is a good man, and the steamed buns and porridge are all ready.

The whole family will be reunited when they go out of the city, and they can still have enough to eat. After a few days, the fields will be divided, and there is hope for life.

Yan Zibin and Master Fang stared round their eyes, and gritted their teeth, "Why, how can you be so vicious?"

Yes, how can you come here with steamed buns?

Dividing the fields is simply outrageous?
Do you know if the sky is struck by lightning?
Yan Zibin gritted his teeth, thinking that Zhu Yiyuan was the most hateful thief in the world, ten thousand times more hateful than Li Zicheng.

After all, King Li Chuang just didn't pay the food. You guys have done all this and sent it to your mouth. What kind of routine is this?
He was angry, Master Fang stabbed him, Yan Zibin subconsciously turned his head, his old face turned green.

I saw that the city was full of people who had heard the news.

The big guys can't buy food, especially the craftsmen's apprentices in workshops, porters in commercial firms, and ordinary people doing odd jobs... They don't have any food in stock, and they can buy it for a few days at most.

After all, their wages are not much.

It's all right now, not to mention the skyrocketing price of food, and I can't buy it anymore.

Right in the city is a dead end.

I had no other choice but to go out and go back to the village to find a way out.

Soon, at the city gate, two to three hundred people had already gathered, and there will be more to follow.

Looking outside the city, Zhu Yiyuan brought more than a thousand rebels, and an astonishing number of ordinary people.

"There are wolves inside and tigers outside, what should I do?" Yan Zibin really wanted to cry.

"Officer Dog, open the city gate!"

The people in the city were getting impatient, "There is no food, and they want to starve us to death. If we don't open the city gate, we will kill them!"

"Listen, the county magistrate at the top of the city, we have enough power to take down Laiwu, and if we don't open the city gate, we will bear the consequences."

Zhu Yiyuan became impatient and issued an ultimatum.

With this posture, without Zhu Yiyuan's action, the city can't be kept... Yan Zibin has no choice but to let Master Fang open the city.

In such an instant, hundreds of people rushed out.

Family reunion, don't say anything, steamed buns are enough, let's have a full meal first, and then go home.

Fist-sized steamed buns, soft and sweet, family reunion, happy, needless to say the joy.

Zhu Yiyuan has already made arrangements for the rebels to help relieve them. The villagers and common people will return to their respective villages and homes, and everything will be in order.

As for the things he wanted from Yan Zibin, it was impossible to let them go. After the rebel soldiers inspected them, they took them away one after another.

Seeing so many people go out, Yan Zibin breathed a sigh of relief, it was all right, Zhu Yiyuan didn't attack the city after all, and there was no chaos inside.

within the tolerance range.

As night fell, almost 500 people left the city.

"So many people have gone out, that is to say, without so many mouths, and a few thousand more people will be released, and the food in the city will not be so difficult." Yan Zibin secretly smiled, Zhu Yiyuan is young after all, and among the people who went out, there are naturally some. his confidant.

The thieves in Laiwu will soon be sent to Jinan, as long as the court soldiers arrive, everything will be easy to talk about...

Yan Zibin calculated complacently, he looked back, and suddenly thought why the number of soldiers he brought was so much less?

"Old Fang, where have everyone gone?"

Master Fang rubbed his eyes, "Master Tang, two hundred soldiers are here, quite a few."

Yan Zibin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped into a rage, and wailed, "It's three hundred, three hundred people! What I brought is three hundred!"

(End of this chapter)