First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 Facts have proved that Zhang Ximeng's premonition still has a deviation, because it is not that some people are unlucky, but some people have their heads on the ground and their families are destroyed!

　　 Zhu Chongba went to the handsome mansion all night, discussing strategies to deal with the officers and soldiers.

　　 In the morning of the next day, Zhang Ximeng was holding a copy of "Mencius" and reading it patiently. At this moment, Mu Ying ran in.

　　 The little guy blushed like an apple. He bumped in from the outside. Zhang Ximeng couldn't help shaking his head. You stinky boy, you can't be more stable. If you have time to read more, don't run around all day long.

　　 It's a pity that Mu Ying couldn't do what Zhang Ximeng wanted. Although he also knew that reading and literacy were important, he just couldn't sit still. On the contrary, it is the godfather's knife and spear weapon. It is this kid's favorite. He is always groping and drooling.

　　 Zhu Chongba was afraid that he would hurt himself, so he got a wooden knife for Mu Ying. Given his virtue, the hope for the champion is not great.

　　 "Big Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang!" Mu Ying exclaimed, "My godfather caught several grain merchants, and they were all tied to the street. I heard that he would be beheaded!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng was taken aback subconsciously. Is Lao Zhu so vigorous? After a pause, Zhang Ximeng said to Mu Ying, "You kid, stay home first, I'll go and see!"

　　 "I want to go too!" Mu Yingcai didn't want to be bored at home!

　　 "Why are you joining in the fun? Beheading, are you not afraid?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng wanted to scare Mu Ying, but he was wrong. Although Mu Ying was young, he had seen more killings than Zhang Ximeng.

　　 There is no other way but to take a tail to the street.

　　 They hurried to the entrance of the street. At this time, many people in the city had gathered from all directions. They had three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounding the middle.

　　 The two Zhang Ximeng were wrapped in the crowd, and only the back of the head of the person in front could be seen.

　　At this moment, Zhu Chongba and Tang He were escorting several grain merchants. When they arrived at the street, a Red Turban soldier borrowed a seat from the teahouse and set up a temporary table. Zhu Chongba first came up.

　　Old Zhu stood tall, Zhang Ximeng could see him, but there were more and more people, but Zhu Chongba couldn't see Zhang Ximeng. He had to deal with this matter himself.

　　 At the top of the grain merchants, he is an old man over half a hundred years old, with a gray beard, and wearing silk and satin. He looks like a decent rich man. Many people know him. His surname is Jiang. He is a well-known grain merchant in Haozhou. He has rich family wealth and is extraordinary.

In the face of Zhu Chongba, the surname Jiang was not afraid of him. On the contrary, the old man gritted his teeth and suddenly sneered: "The old man knows who you are? Aren't you just the son-in-law of Dashuai Guo? A few months ago, you got married, old man. I went to have a wedding wine!"

Zhu Chongba's face was sullen. He was still an unknown person at the time. Naturally, people looked at Guo Zixing and his wife's face. There were a lot of guests. He was not sure if there was one, and Zhu Chongba was too lazy. Tube.

　　 "There is no need to talk about it...Let's ask you, why don't you want to sell it because you obviously have food? Also, you have tripled in a day, so can you let the people live?"

Faced with the questioning, Jiang’s expression changed, but he was still not afraid, "Master Zhu, the old man is a business man. He buys low and sells high, and he earns this amount of money. I don’t want to pay taxes. If you don’t believe me, you can. Go ask Marshal Guo, ask Marshal Guo!"

　　 This person repeatedly used Guo Zixing to suppress Zhu Chongba, and vowed to himself that it seemed to be really related to Guo Zixing. Tang He on the side frequently winked at Zhu Chongba, but he didn't know that Zhu Chongba remained unmoved.

　　 "We don't ask you this, just say the same, the enemy is now, you are hoarding and driving up food prices, making the people in the city panic. Could it be that you want to give Haozhou to Yuan Danzi?"

　　 When asked by Zhu Chongba, the grain merchant surnamed Jiang was also taken aback. He could clearly feel that unkind eyes were cast from all directions.

　　 Since the news spread that the imperial court sent Jialu to attack Haozhou, people in the city have been in panic, and food prices have changed three times a day. After Lu Anmin's arrival, the increase was the sharpest, and the people complained.

　　 Not to mention the fact that there is no war or not, food, two meals a day, eats one less meal and is panicked.

　　 It has always failed to defend the city, most of which are because there is not enough food to eat, and people are dead.

"Old man, the old man and Yuan Ting are not of the same mind. How can they help them?" After thinking about it a little bit, the Jiang surnamed grain merchant understood Zhu Chongba's meaning. Baishi gave Grand Marshal Guo as a military ration, and asked Young Master Zhu to transfer him to Marshal."

　　 Five hundred stones is not a small amount, but Zhu Chongba shook his head.

　　 "Then, that eight hundred stones? One thousand stones is fine too!"

　　 Zhu Chongba still shook his head.

　　 The grain merchant surnamed Jiang is also blinded. What kind of variety is this?

　　 You catch the grain merchants and have such a big battle, don't you just want us to provide some grain? Okay, I'll give it to you!

　　 Even if you look at it for the sake of a handsome man, you should also hold your hands high and appreciate a way to survive!

　　 "Master Zhu, don't be too greedy!"

　　 Zhu Chongba smiled coldly, "We won't go around with you anymore. From now on, every grain store, how much grain it has in stock, and how much it sells every day, will be under our control!"

　　 After Zhu Chongba finished speaking, he turned to look at all the people, and arched his hands at the big guy.

　　 "Fathers and folks, we know that the big guys are scared and worried that they didn't eat. We also know that it's not good to be hungry. Since childhood, we haven't eaten enough for a few days."

　　 Zhu Chongba's words caused a burst of laughter, and the people's eyes softened a lot when they saw him. Obviously, this is someone who knows the people's suffering.

"We are thinking that every household will buy food once every five days, up to ten catties at a time. It may be a little bit less, but in this situation, you can't open your belly to eat, you have to reduce it. But the big guy can rest assured, all the food , Will be based on parity, and will not harm the folks!"

　　 After Zhu Chongba finished speaking, the surrounding people began to calculate silently.

　　 Once five days, ten catties at a time, that is to say, you can have two catties of grain a day.

　　 Calculated on average according to a family of four, half a catty per person a day.

　　 If you catch up with the busy farming hours, you will work all day, and you will not be able to feed half a catty of food for a strong labor. There is no way. In an era when non-staple foods and fats are severely lacking, everyone is a drier, and that's really edible!

　　 But then again, there is only half a catty of food and you can’t die from starvation, and there are young and old in a family, so you can average it.

　　 The most important thing is that the food is cheap. Can you expect more at this juncture?

　　 "Zhu Gongzi, do you count?"

　　 Someone asked courageously.

Zhu Chong said loudly: "At present, the army, civilians and people in the city are all a family. Even if there is only one grain of rice, they must be eaten separately! You can't starve to death! It's just that the soldiers have to fight and die. Empty. The stomach can’t drive Yuan Danzi away. Think about it, folks, if Yuan soldiers come in, what will happen to this city of Haozhou? At that time, men, women, and children will either be killed, or robbed and insulted, and become slave animals, everyone. Are you willing?"

　　 Facing Zhu Chongba’s questioning, the people of Haozhou quickly understood.

　　 "Okay, let's listen to Master Zhu!"

　　 "Master Zhu, you must defend Haozhou, don't let Yuan Gouzi come in!"

　　 With the support of the people, Zhu Chongba gained a little more confidence and turned to look at the grain merchant surnamed Jiang and four other grain merchants. The faces of these people changed and changed.

　　 They all understood what Lao Zhu meant. This guy is going to grab their food, and he still woke up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What should I do?

　　 Those few people all looked at the food merchant surnamed Jiang, and said that your old man has the most confidence and his hands and eyes are open to the sky. Hurry up and say something for the big guy!

　　 The grain merchant surnamed Jiang gritted his teeth, "Master Zhu, are you trying to take away the old man's property?"

　　 "No!" Zhu Chongba said flatly: "It's just a temporary loan. When Yuan Tanzi retires, the grain shop will return it to you, and the grain will be supplied to you."

"Hahaha!" The grain merchant surnamed Jiang laughed suddenly, "The old man is not a three-year-old child! Zhu Chongba, the old man knows what you are! You are the young monk of Huangjue Temple! Suddenly climbed to Gao Zhi'er, forgetting about it. I dare to bully the old man! I tell you, someone has already gone to see the man, and I lent him a hundred carts of food back then. We are a deadly friendship, you can't take it away!"

　　 He mentioned the young monk of Huangjue Temple, Zhu Chongba raised his brows repeatedly, and finally suppressed it.

　　 "You said that, you must be unwilling to cooperate?"

　　 The grain merchant surnamed Jiang gritted his teeth and said: "You are deceiving too much, the old man can't agree!"

　　 Zhu Chongba asked again, "Food control is a military order!"

　　 "Military order? The old man is not in the army..."

　　 Jiang's surnamed grain still needs to speak, but Zhu Chongba suddenly drew out his saber and said flatly: "The military order must be obeyed by the whole city, and no one can be an exception! There is only one end to defying the military order, and that is death!"

　　While speaking, Zhu Chongba swung his knife abruptly, and a gray head fell on the ground... Zhang Ximeng in the crowd was so frightened that he closed his eyes hurriedly, and blocked Mu Ying's eyes smoothly.

　　 The crowd was silent for a short time, and then thunderous applause erupted, and the cheers rose above the waves. Profiteers are damned! At this moment, Guo Zixing and his son Guo Tianxu arrived. All they saw was a corpse, three feet bright red...