Zhou Xian blushed and quickly explained: "How could I do if I have never met someone before? It was Li Yan's idea. He said that he could not surrender the rebel army without such a method."

Zhu Mai stared at Zhou Xian, "Oh, you've pushed it all out! You were the one who made the decision in the end. If you don't agree, would he tie you up?"

Zhou Xian looked embarrassed, "This..."

Zhu Cixuan suddenly spoke, "Sit down, stumble."

Zhu Mo Yu glanced at Zhu Cixuan, and this time she sat down very obediently.

Zhu Cixuan looked at Zhou Xian and said, "Zhou Xian, now I talk to you, not as the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, but as the elder brother of the son."

Zhou Xian nodded, "Prince, please tell me."

Zhu Cixuan said: "When my father was alive, he betrothed his son to you, so she will naturally be your Zhou family. Now that she has suffered grievances, I, the elder brother, naturally want to seek justice for him. Is this reasonable?"

Zhou Xian nodded and said, "Reasonable, reasonable."

Zhu Cilang's heart felt a little warm, "The father promised you the sir, but it has not been married properly yet. But no matter who you marry in the future, she must be the wife. Do you agree with this?"

Zhou Xian looked up at Zhu Cilang, then turned to look at Zhu Cilang, who lowered his head and looked shy and said, "Of course, I can swear to the sky."

Zhu Cilang waved his hand and turned to Zhu Mai and said, "Yu'er, the other emperors can't help you, they just want to make such a promise for you. But I know that Zhou Xianli keeps his word and will definitely not let you down in the future."

Zhu's eyes were slightly red, "Brother, I..."

Zhu Cilang smiled, "Yu'er, you go out first! I still have some serious matters to talk to Zhou Xian."

Zhu Mei nodded, glared at Zhou Xian again, and then got up and retreated.

Seeing Zhu Mai walk out of the room, Zhu Cixuan sat upright and said seriously: "It's over to discuss private matters, it's time for us to talk about business."

Zhou Xian also sat upright and nodded deeply.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became solemn.

Zhu Cilang said: "I have seen the conditions you offered. I can give you the one million stones of grain you want. But it will be delivered in three times. The first time you are 200,000 stones can be delivered within three days. The second time you are 400,000 stones will be delivered within one month. The remaining 400,000 stones will be waited until the spring harvest next year."

Seeing Zhou Xian's face showing hesitation, Zhu Cilang explained: "In recent years, the south has also suffered repeated military disasters, and many fields are deserted. It is the limit of the court to be able to take out 600,000 stones of food in one month."

Zhou Xian was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Okay! I promise. On the day the first batch of food arrives, I will order all soldiers to withdraw from Yangzhou.

Zhu Cilang nodded gently, "Food trade can be carried out in the north and the south, but it must be official, and the price of refined rice is six taels of silver per stone."

Zhou Xian frowned and said, "If I remember well, the price of grain in Nanjing is only two taels of silver and one stone."

Zhu Cixuan spread his hands, "It seems to be right! I don't know much about this. But Shi Kefa, Gao Hongtu and others said that the food prices in various parts of the north are basically above six taels of silver. If it is lower than this price, it is a capital enemy. If you think the price is too high, just buy a little less."

Zhou Xian looked up at Zhu Cilang, smiled bitterly, and wondered in his heart whether he had fallen into the jar this time. He was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, I accept it."

Zhu Cilang curled the corners of his mouth, with a rather proud smile on his face.

Before leaving, Shi Kefa expressed objections on this matter, believing that even if the grain was really sold to Zhou Xian, the price and quantity should be strictly controlled. He proposed to set the price as three taels of silver per stone, which should not exceed one million stone per year.

But after arriving in Yangzhou, Zhang Huangyan proposed that the price should be set at six taels of silver per stone without limiting the quantity. He also promised that Zhou Xian would accept it.

Now it seems that this is true, the Northland is not an ordinary shortage of food!

Zhou Xian suddenly said: "I have an additional condition. I will set the transaction location in Gaoyou, and you must ensure that all Ming troops must not cross Gaoyou."

Zhu Cixuan was silent for a moment and shouted loudly: "Han Zanzhou!"

With a huh, Han Zanzhou pushed open the door and walked in.

Forty guards outside the door were lined on both sides, pressing their right hands tightly on the knife handle, glaring at each other. A hundred steps away, nearly a hundred civil servants and military generals stood. When they saw the door open, they all looked inside nervously.

Zhu Cilang looked at Han Zanzhou who was standing bent and said, "Call Zhang Mingzhen and Zhang Huangyan in."

Han Zanzhou bowed and slowly retreated.

After a while, Zhang Mingzhen and Zhang Huangyan came in, and Zhang Huai was also there.

Zhu Cilang looked up at Zhang Huai in confusion, but he quickly realized that the other party was worried that Zhou Xian would suffer losses alone. He didn't care, but turned to tell the two of them about Zhou Xian's request.

Zhang Huangyan was silent for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, the Commander, this agreement must be added to a date. At the same time, the Commander, you must also ensure that your soldiers must not cross Gaoyou to the south."

Zhou Xian nodded, "Then how long do you think this date should be better!"

Zhang Huangyan glanced at Zhu Cilang, "Your Majesty, I think the date of the last delivery of the food is the deadline. From now on, it will take half a year."

Zhu Ciyang was obviously stunned, "Is it so short?"

Zhou Xian smiled faintly, "Cangshui! You are not yet able to Yangzhou, just thinking about going north."

Zhang Huangyan said frankly: "Manchu captains the capital, and every Ming people should be willing to recover the Central Plains and restore the ambition of the old capital. Your Majesty, if this agreement is signed for too long, many people will think that you are greedy for comfort and do not have the determination to go north to the Central Plains. Signing for half a year will not only show your determination, but also a promise to the people of the world."

Zhu Cixuan straightened his body, remained silent for a while, looked at Zhou Xian and said, "Wang Zi, what do you say!"

Zhou Xian smiled indifferently, "It's only half a year! I'm fine. But I have to add two other conditions."

Zhu Cilang glanced at him speechlessly, "Wang Zi, you little businessman, when will you change your personality, who never suffers? I will mention one here, and you will mention two of them. When will the talk be finished?"

Zhou Xianxi smiled and said, "I'm afraid I can't change it anymore. Why not listen to my conditions first and then discuss what to do?"

Zhu Cilang shook his head helplessly, "Okay! You said."
Chapter completed!