Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Zhu Feng probably also noticed that this evening, just after the fire in Hecang, she was a little worried, so he said: "What's wrong with you? It's done, why are you so worried?"

"No, no."

"Not yet."

Zhu Feng squatted down and looked at her with both eyes, and said: "Look at you, his face is still not good, and his hands are cold."

He felt his hand stretched out and took his own hand.

It is rare that for so long, I finally felt the familiar temperature in Zhu Feng's thick and rough palm, instead of the cold feeling that had been so long after the injury before.

Nan Yan opened his eyes wide and kept staring at him.

Zhu Feng met her gaze and only raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

"The emperor, I—"

Just about to speak, there were several knocks outside the door, and the shop Xiaoer stood outside and asked softly: "Has the madam finished drinking the **** soup? The little one also served some supper."

Zhu Feng turned his head and said, "We don't need it anymore. You send it to the two rooms next to you."

"Oh yes."

That shop Xiaoer left.

Zhu Feng turned his head and looked at: "Huh? What are you going to tell me?"

"..."

Nan Yan hesitated for a while, then looked up at him again. The noisy voices outside the window seemed to overturn the roof. Such an uneasy night seemed unsuitable for calming down and talking about something. She thought about it and said : "No, nothing."

"..."

Zhu Feng also glanced at her, but didn't question her, nor did he look disappointed.

She stretched out her hand and gently pressed her shoulder, and said softly: "Since it's okay, let's rest early. Today is indeed tired enough."

"Ok."

No words for a night.

Early the next morning, Zhu Feng got up. Although Nan Yan didn't sleep well and his head was a little heavy, it was not the time when he could lie in bed casually, and he followed him to get up early.

While having breakfast in the guest room, Li Bushang came in and reported the result of the fire in Xiaohecang last night.

Zhu Feng picked Nan Yan a little dish, then turned to look at Li Bu hurt.

"Burn a third of the grain?"

Li Bushang said: “Now Hang Seng Hang is very cautious because of the fire, and it is difficult for the ministers to send people to sneak in to prevent them from discovering the clues. Although the news is that one-third of the fire has been burned, but The situation of the ignition reported by the subordinates and the duration of the fire should be at least half burned."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng nodded gently.

"One-third is good, and half is better."

After finishing speaking, he said to Li Bushang: "Okay, you go down. Pay attention to the news over there, and report at any time."

"Yes."

After Li Bushang finished speaking, he lowered his head and walked out.

Compared with the calmness on this side, the Hang Seng line on the other side of Xiajiang Town is now full of chaos.

The fire has been extinguished, and the rescue work is still continuing, but the situation reported made Lu Taining, the treasurer of Hang Seng Bank, furious, and severely fell the account book to the ground.

The accountant on the side and the two subordinates were too scared to speak.

Lu Taining gritted his teeth, his veins violent, and said viciously: "You actually burned half of the food, what are the people in your warehouse doing?! How could this be!"

The accountant dared not speak.

The person in charge of the warehouse below lowered his head and said with a sad face: "The shopkeeper, this incident is really an accident."

"Unexpected? For so many years, people have set off river lanterns every year. Why is it this year that the warehouse was lit at this time?!"

"Treasurer, we checked, the iron net that was previously blocked underwater is rusty."

"what?"

"The iron net was rusted and a hole was broken, but the people below didn't have time to find out. Maybe because of this, the river lanterns set by those people last night floated under the barn and ignited."

"Fuck!"

On weekdays, he always laughs. Lu Taining, who looks kind and rich, can't help but cursed at this time: "Why didn't the people below find out early? Such an important matter has now burned more than half of us. Food, what should Lianhuanwu do!"

The people below dare not speak.

The accountant thought for a while, waved back to the left and right, only two of them were left in the house, he walked forward cautiously, leaned in Lu Taining's ear and whispered: "The shopkeeper, the one who paid the food from Lianhuanwu There are less than ten days left."

"Also use you to say, I don't know?!"

Lu Taining gritted his teeth and said.

If it’s normal, even if it’s a little bit more money, just buy the grain and send it there first, even if it loses a little bit, it can’t irritate the other side; but this time, the time to deliver the grain is only so short, it happened to be burnt half of it. food.

Where does he find so many?

Even if you can find it, I'm afraid it will be too late.

The accountant said: "From a small point of view, hurry up and find out about it. Cuicang County. I heard that last year’s harvest was good. When we went to collect grain, the price was not high. How much is how much."

This is indeed the only way at the moment.

So he nodded and said, "Let your people bring the money and go quickly."

The accountant said: "Yes."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

When he walked out, Lu Taining sat in a chair and thought about it again. Although this is a solution, it is impossible to really remedy the loss this time. Moreover, he is also very clear at the present time that it is precisely because of the lack of support. At that time, no matter how good the harvest last year in Cuicang County, there would be no more food left in the homes of ordinary people.

Thinking about it, he called another one of his men in and said, "You can ask someone to go to the nearby shipping line to inquire about it and see if there is no recent business to deliver food."

The subordinates had followed him for many years, and he knew that the shopkeeper was thinking about it.

So he asked: "The shopkeeper, what should I do if I inquire about it?"

"How to do?"

Lu Taining gritted his teeth and said: "If the price is right, people are also willing to make a shot on the spot. Of course, they have to buy it as an emergency. If they don't--"

Having said this, he raised his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Our old business, don't go to waste."

When the man heard it, a little grin appeared on his face.

Just as Zhu Feng and his colleagues guessed, the stronghold of Tiangang Lianhuanwu in Xiajiang Town is this Hang Seng Bank, which collects grain from nearby towns and sends it to Xingluo Lake for consumption by the people there; and these people are also water. A bandit, an official and a house-breaker who had no capital to do business, now encounters a fire that has burned half of the food that will be sent to Xingluo Lake this year. If they don't want to do something, it is really difficult for them to make business.

Especially now, there is another evil star over there.

Thinking of this, Lu Taining said: "Hurry up."

The man said: "Yes."

Then, turned around and walked out.