"What kind of trouble can there be?"
Yang Chengzu didn't care at all, "but if someone comes to cause trouble, I will deal with him right away."
"It's not that someone is here to cause trouble, but something really happened."
Ruxian carefully closed the door, sat next to Yang Chengzu and said, "I opened this teahouse partly to make a living, and partly to ask questions for you.
Just now, a few strangers came to drink tea, so I paid special attention to them, but they turned out to be talking about some treacherous things.
What they mean is not that they themselves know it, but many people are spreading it.
It sounds very similar to what happened when the White Army was in chaos and the message spread to Beizhili.
It doesn't matter, but if this chaos breaks out in Hua County, brother, you will have to be at the forefront again.
Isn't this a disaster?
Why should I listen to what they said about the disaster?"
She is a good hand at welcoming and delivering guests.
Regardless of their status, she can always make them leave satisfied.
Huaxian County is guarding the pier, and there are many guests coming by water.
The origins of these passers-by are complicated, but no matter what the origin, Ruxian can handle it.
It turned out that these customers just now were merchants who followed the boats to the dock.
Ruxian didn't care at first, but since she was the boss's wife, she had to say hello anyway.
But when she heard the other party mentioning the emperor, she took it seriously.
Then she heard several people on the other side say that the blood of Emperor Zhengde was not genuine.
He was not a descendant of the former emperor, but the Empress Dowager Zhang took a child from the common people and came to the throne.
Qualified to sit in this world.
No matter how lax the public opinion was in Ming Dynasty, he would still be beheaded if he said such words.
She listened to a few words, and the more she listened, the more unreasonable she was.
She came here specifically to inform Yang Chengzu.
"Those are just passing merchants, they don't look like bad guys.
What they said is just to show that they are well-informed and know a lot, but they don't mean to instigate anything.
But the more this happens, the more terrifying it is.
This kind of news has spread to this level, which means that many people believe this, and they always feel that something is going to happen. " When the White Army rebelled, some people talked about the issue of Zhengde's bloodline.
This was also a common method of rebellion in this era, denying the emperor's bloodline and adding legitimacy to his rebellion.
Yang Chengzu asked: "What accent do those people speak?"
"They're from Huguang.
Many of our merchants here come from Huguang, and they all do business with the canal boats.
Do you want me to call someone to catch them all?"
"Taking people in our teahouse will affect the business no matter what.
Wait until I go over and talk to them."
Yang Chengzu went outside and followed Ruxian's instructions to sit at the table next to the Huguang guests and listened.
There were a few people chatting happily there.
These guests looked like they were all rich people, and they looked like fairy smoke, so they seemed to be easy to get started with, and some of them had some thoughts.
When Ruxian came out, the guest sitting at the head of the table became energetic again.
He first asked for a pot of good tea, and then said: "Madam, I am going to do business in Huaxian County this time.
Looking back on what happened on this scene, it is better to I need your help.
I'm not Ben.
I don't know where the location is, and I don't know many people.
As long as you help me get this done, I will benefit from you.
I will make a lot of money from this business, and I will give you a fortune when the time comes.
It’s not that difficult.”
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Ruxian smiled and said: "This guest is very polite.
You are my God of Wealth when you come to Xiaonu's teahouse.
Isn't it right for me to help you?
It's just that your place in Huguang is so nice, why do you think of coming to Huaxian?"
You’re doing business in a small place and I don’t know what kind of business you are doing.”
"My business is very good, food.
A lot of food."
Ruxian sat directly next to him and chuckled: "You are not telling the truth, so our business cannot be negotiated.
The grain business can be done in my hometown, why go to Henan and waste this man's horse feed?
If you can't trust me, laborer, I'll leave.
Just ask whoever you want for help."
The businessman hurriedly pulled Ruxian's sleeves.
Seeing that she didn't resist, he felt even more distracted, so he had the courage to say, "Young lady, you don't know something.
I can't sell my grain in Huguang, but I can only get rich in Henan."
Don't you know?
This year, there are famines in Huguang and Shaanxi, making life difficult for everyone.
I heard people saying that there was going to be a war.
They couldn't wait any longer, and they all wanted to flee the famine.
Some people said that it wouldn't be long before Henan could be saved.
By then, the eight prefectures in Henan would be busy.
Oh, it's worth gold.
Look, I told you such important news, how can you thank me?"
As he spoke, he reached for Ruxian's hand, but Ruxian slid it away very skillfully.
He laughed and scolded: "Don't make fun of me.
This Henan Province is not a prosperous place.
Why do people run here?
Besides, it's not a famine.
Where did you get the food?
I think you are not a good person.
There is nothing in your mouth."
To be honest.
Forget it, I’ll ignore you and go take care of business.”
Her slight anger made the businessman's soul fly away.
He said hurriedly: "Don't go.
Little lady, listen to me, what I say is true.
This is because there is an immortal master guiding the way, saying that only The only way to survive is in Henan, so everyone comes here, that’s right, all of us.
We are grain merchants.
We must have grain in our hands.
Without us, how would Huguang be in trouble?
Don’t ask, little lady, can’t I sell you grain cheaper?
I have a friend here. , I have several kilograms of new tea in hand, you can use it."
With a few words and a few smiles, Ruxian managed to get 80% of the information that Yang Chengzu wanted to know.
Then he found an excuse to get rid of several businessmen and went to greet other people.
Yang Chengzu listened for a while and realized that these guests probably didn't have much money.
They were just fascinated by their immortal beauty, so he talked a little more.
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He winked at Ruxian, stood up, walked out of the teahouse, and went directly to the Weili.
Just as he was thinking about finding a few old people to come over and talk about this trend, Song Liansheng rushed up and said, "Nephew, we received news in the countryside that we seem to have a lot of refugees from Huaxian County.
From the accent, most of them are People coming from neighboring provinces, maybe the Yellow River is flooded again."
The first-class money-making activity in the Ming Dynasty was river engineering.
The money invested in river engineering every year was a sky-high price, but it was impossible not to invest.
Speaking in detail, the country of the Ming Dynasty was blessed by the Dragon King.
In the days of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the river engineering was infuriated and people complained, and the stone man looked at it, and the Ming Dynasty became the present state.
Future generations would never dare to underestimate water conservancy.
No matter how tight the finances were, the money spent on river management was never short of less than half a penny.
However, at this time, the Yellow River water crisis can no longer be solved simply by having money and being willing to spend money.
In many cases, even if the river is treated and money is spent, the water should be released or the water should be released.
Now is the aquatic season again, so many refugees have come, making Song Liansheng sensitively aware of whether the Yellow River is overflowing somewhere, causing the victims to flee.
You must know that this is the most tense time for Jinyiwei.
A large group of hungry people without food gather together, which can easily cause public security problems.
It is more likely that someone will attack the state and seize the county at a moment's notice.
After Yang Chengzu heard the news, he quickly asked: "What is the price of food outside now?"
"Why are you asking about food?"
This time it was Song Liansheng's turn to be stunned.
"You are worrying too much about the increase in food prices after the disaster victims arrive.
They have to have money to buy food.
I think they all fled the disaster and have no money in their hands.
They can't afford food even if they want to buy it." , it should not cause food prices to rise.
I heard that several large households in the county have already begun preparing for relief.
To help the victims, we just need to prevent someone from causing trouble.
I have sent people down to check their tone first.
If someone incites a civil uprising or something, we will arrest them directly, otherwise we will mobilize the military guards.
Food matters are under the control of the Yamen Gate, so we don’t have to worry about it.”
This is a major shortcoming of the civil and military yamen of the Ming Dynasty.
Everyone only cares about themselves and does not care about the life or death of other yamen.
The only thing that matters is that you can continue to carry out your mission, others love you to death, and it has nothing to do with you.
Yang Chengzu smiled, but he ordered someone to prepare a short brown suit for him, put a turban on his head, and smeared some soil on his face, neck, and hands, and he suddenly looked like a coolie doing hard work.
Song Liansheng said: "Eldest nephew, it is not your turn to inquire about information.
It is enough for someone else to take action.
Why do you have to go there and suffer this crime yourself?"
"Thank you, Uncle Song, for taking care of me.
It's better to leave this matter to others.
After all, it's better to go there yourself.
Once you go there, everything will be clear to you.
Those refugees don't know me.
I'm sure of myself, even if I recognize it. , the most they would do is say nothing in broad daylight, and they wouldn’t dare do anything to me
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