The drizzling autumn rain brought some temperature to the hot weather. The pedestrians with thin clothes did not return home because of the rain. They stood under the eaves to hide from the rain and cool down. The vendors hurriedly moved their homes to the nearby eaves. Their miserable appearance attracted the laughter of pedestrians. In their sight, a carriage passed through the rain line.

Stopped quietly at the gate of the prime minister's mansion.

There are not many people passing by this street. Even if a pedestrian sees the door plaque of the prime minister's mansion from afar, he will pull a distance away. Not many, two figures dressed in scholars on the carriage got out one after another. The older Jia Xu stretched out his hand and signaled the other party to get off first, and he was quite polite to the young man in front of him in his expression.

Guo Jia was not polite, and got out of the car and invited him to walk side by side, and whispered in a low voice, climbed the stone steps, and someone came to greet them. After crossing the threshold, the young man asked the servant who led the way to leave on his own. He was already familiar with the paths and construction in the mansion.

At this time, in the study room on the right side of the front yard, Cao Cao, dressed in black clothes, was discussing military affairs with Cao Chun, Xiahou Dun and others. He floated outside and mentioned the names of Gongdu, Liu Bei, and others in his intermittent words. Xiahou looked at the map spread on the table and slapped the city with the name, "Then follow my brother's actions. This big-eared thief eats my house, lives in my house, and even gives him an official seat. He is even bigger than me... He doesn't know what kind of favor is. My brother is really misunderstood this time!"

"Brother, from the perspective of Chun, I will kill you directly this time. Don't give him more chances to defend him!" Cao Chun's skin was rough and slightly dark, his muscles were tangled, and his body was strong and Xiahou Dun next to him was not too much. He had long disappeared from the appearance of the graceful yellow man. He just looked at people and looked even sharper.

"You can arrange this matter first. There are still more horses to fight, but you have to save money. The north is a little nervous recently." Cao Cao pursed his lips tightly at the bronze lamppost on the table, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes, "...Things are all, let's go down and train new soldiers. Starting next spring, I will take Qing and Hebei provinces to restrain Liu Bei in Runan all the way."

"Yes!" The two of them bowed, and Cao Chun took a few steps and then turned around and said: "Brother, I have a good rest for a while. The things in the north have not yet reached that point."

Cao Cao nodded, smiled at him, and waved: "I know for my brother, let's go."

Walking out of the room, Cao Chun closed the door, looked at Xiahou Dun who was waiting, and shook his head: "...This matter is not easy to deal with, and I am not easy to speak." The one-eyed figure next to him sighed at the rain curtain and punched him in his palm: "The white wolf is still quite in my appetite, but unfortunately it is a pity that it is going to fight." As he said that, the two of them stepped down the stone steps and were about to leave the front yard, they met Guo Jia and Jia Xu who were carrying an umbrella, bowed each other and did not talk much. They left interlaced and pushed open the door of the study, and the warm breath drove away a trace of wet and cold temperature.

Cao Cao, who was sitting behind the desk, held a roll of bamboo slips and casually called them: "Here you come, drink and pour it yourself."

"Master."

"Master."

The two people who came in took off their wet steps and bowed in the middle. Jia Xu walked carefully to the seat on the right and knelt down. Guo Jia smiled and scooped the wine and said, "My lord is so leisurely. You can read books in such a warm rainy day, which makes Jia envious."

Cao Cao raised his gaze and threw the bamboo slips: "If you drink wine, you can't even block your mouth." There was no anger in his tone.

The young man over there returned to the seat with drinks, and then the three of them started to talk about the main business. Although it was said that Ji and Qing were the first priority, as a prince, Cao Cao and his thought tanks had already looked at what they might have to do in the next few years. The white wolf in the north was the first issue to be deployed.

".....There is no more news coming from the north yet. The fast horse should be on the way."

"What are the reactions of the aristocratic families of Yan and Yu?"

"Guanzhong is too far from the north, and even if you are willing, you won't go there. I'm afraid that it will be winter halfway, and it will be more than worth the loss. There should be people in Bingzhou and Youzhou where there are food. After all, Jia is also moved by such a thing."

"Gongsun's move, don't talk about you, why don't I be moved!" Cao Cao said with a smile, then looked at the scholar on the right, "How do you think of Wen and Bailang's actions?"

Jia Xu pinched Jue, looked at it for a while, and his eyes were calm: "When Shang said Shangyan, if Xu was Gongsun Zhi, how could he do such a deal of discounts? I had told Fengxiao that old grain was mixed with new grain and put in some vicious plans. It was just a joke. If this move in the north was a conspiracy, wouldn't it be given a handle?"

Cao Cao frowned: "Wenhe said, will I Cao Cao not get involved in this kind of thing?"

"If you don't touch it, the merchants are pursuing profits like wild beasts who hear the blood. Besides, Gongsun Zhi is preparing for the seclusion and the two states in secret." The middle-aged scholar sitting upright tapped the table with his fingers, "... He had to let those gentry and vendors be fooled. If they were a little older, they might also lead the lord to share the profits and eat the food and grass transported to the north."

"What you said has a source, but it is not much different from what Wen Ruo said. He said that Gongsun Zhi started his career with cavalry and bowstrings. How could he despise cattle and sheep? The real thing to stockpile grain, and the business is fake..."

Knowing that this was a plan, Cao Cao naturally had given up his plan to take advantage. Now he has harvested in the autumn. He has no shortage of food and only lacks weapons reserves in the arsenal. Bows and arrows are easy to consume, and it is indispensable to the battlefield. In previous years, merchants have traded with the north and bought a lot. Some of them have been damaged since the battle of Guandu. If you want to replenish the oxen, are you not allowed to kill the government or the oxen in the hands of aristocratic families?

"......This is so envious." Cao Cao turned around and looked at the map hanging in the room.

After that, while the discussion was intensive, a certain restaurant was formed quietly outside the prime minister's mansion, two streets apart.

The sky was gloomy and occasionally raindrops hit the window frame. On such rainy days, someone was lying on the window on the second floor and looking at the pedestrians hiding from the rain below. Someone came up from the stairwell behind. He whispered a few words in his ears while watching the scenery of Xudu. After the whispering person left quietly, opposite the table table filled with wine and food, a gun was leaning against the wall next to him, and next to him was a man with wide shoulders and slender figure.

"Is there news from the north?"

"Here you come, you can almost do it. But there is another news. Someone just saw the scholar who the governor had beaten and followed Guo Jijiu into the prime minister's mansion."

"Do you want to figure out the other party clearly? Just do it? We're doing this."

"Don't let the troubles appear after more than a month."

Han Long turned his gaze from outside, looked at Zhu Gongdao, and thought for a while, "......I have an idea, add another link to the original plan, and that man seems to be surnamed Jia, so I'd just count it together..."

The fist was pounding hard on the desk, attracting many gazes around him, and his voice became quiet: "..... tied up."

The news of the northern part of stockpiling grain and despising cattle and sheep continues to spread. A group of people who have been south for more than a month have also used another method to do their own things, inquire, explore, and keep an eye on the situation without anyone being alarmed. They have almost prepared and just waited for a signal to take action from the north.

At the same time, the matter of hoarding grain in the north has reached its peak. Over the rain clouds, overlooking the entire northern road, like an ant colony winding around, wanting to share the cattle and sheep in the north, the governments along the way are happy to see it. The beef tendon and animal skins pour into Hebei, the Central Plains, and even other places, which are beneficial to them.
Chapter completed!