"Yes," Lu Mingfeng nodded, "The Emperor will not give in, but Mingtai County has no inventory."
Mu Tingyu didn't understand: "What do you mean there is no more stock?"
"Mingtai County has a surplus every year to prepare for emergencies. However, according to offline reports, more than a thousand warehouses in Mingtai County are now empty."
"This was all taken away by the so-called wealthy businessmen from other places?" Mu Tingyu was surprised.
"That's right."
Mu Tingyu couldn't believe how efficient this was.
Not only efficiency, but also unity and unity are required to achieve this.
Mu Tingyu suddenly understood why this matter was serious.
Different from traditional farming areas, the entire Xizhou and even Hejing are absolutely dependent on the manufacturing industry in Mingtai County.
Everyone knows that Mingtai County is a big piece of meat, otherwise Princess Yangping would not have set her sights on Mingtai County in the first place.
At present, the inventory in Mingtai County has been exhausted, and there may not be any changes in a short period of time, but in just one month, no, maybe half a month, the entire Hejing will be turned upside down.
Not to mention anything else, Mu Tingyu owns two shops, which are engaged in pastry business.
If Mingtai County is out of stock, the store manager will look for other business channels to find flour and sugar.
Moreover, I can't blame the original suppliers. After all, it was the princess who wanted to take over the property. In order not to sell it at a low price, they could only transfer it to others at a slightly better price. How much money can they get back?
So, who is to blame?
Weird princess? Weird emperor?
The emperor blamed the princess, but the emperor's "disobedience" to the people of Mingtai County made him even more angry, because the royal power of heaven cannot be violated.
Although Li Ju is very particular about food and clothing and is not picky, he loves ostentation at heart.
Which patrol was not conducted with jade chariots and golden chariots, with banners and flags flying, with canopies gathered, and hundreds of generals clearing the way?
Therefore, Mingtai County must be reorganized. Once it shows signs of weakness, it will be a precedent.
This is absolutely intolerable to the emperor.
"These... unruly people," Mu Tingyu said very quietly, "the fields were bought, the workshops were confiscated, they were idle, but they were just idle, no one could blame them. And the imperial court launched an attack.
, you have to think carefully about a reason.”
"Your Majesty, are you willing to accept it?" Lu Mingfeng said.
Mu Tingyu looked at him.
Such a hot potato, whoever picks it up will die.
"No." Mu Tingyu said.
The corners of Lu Mingfeng's lips curled up slightly: "If it doesn't happen, it won't happen. Everyone knows that this is difficult. But what if you can do it?"
Mu Tingyu tempted: "If I succeed, then..."
"One hundred and twenty dollars from Mingtai County's tax revenue will go to the young prince Mu."
!!
Mu Tingyu's eyes lit up.
One hundred and two is the popular saying in Hejing, which means two percent.
Two shares out of a hundred may sound small, but there are several big cities in Mingtai County, countless villages, and hundreds of thousands of people...
One hundred and two, it’s so spectacular.
Mu Tingyu's fingers were trembling a little.
"Commander Lu, Bai Eryi said, is it your intention or the emperor's?"
"Young Master Mu knows what kind of person Lu is, how can he be someone who just opens his mouth?" Lu Mingfeng smiled.
"Then it is the emperor's will."
"They want to force the emperor, but the military and government are putting pressure on him. If they really want to force him, do they dare to force him with their lives?"
"So, let's see who can outlast whom." Mu Tingyu said.
"Young Master Mu," Lu Mingfeng smiled again, "Do you accept it?"
How can anyone not be tempted by the profit of one hundred and two dollars?
Money can make a ghost grind the mill, but Mu Tingyu is very short of money right now. If he really spends a lot of money in vain, let alone the ghost pushing the mill, he would dare to eat the ghost alive.
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain," Mu Tingyu said in a deep voice, "I don't believe that all the unscrupulous people in Mingtai County can really unite and risk their lives to fight against the imperial court."
"As long as a few people have differences in their hearts, it can make others shake..." Lu Mingfeng said meaningfully.
Mu Tingyu understood what he meant: "Commander Lu, don't worry, all you have to do is stir up trouble and create discord."
"Okay." Lu Mingfeng smiled.
Coming out of the front door of the Mu's Mansion, Mrs. Hu was sitting below, holding the little stuffed doll in her arms, still mumbling something.
Before Lu Mingfeng got on the sedan chair, he turned around and looked at Mrs. Hu.
Mrs. Hu also looked at him, looking up and down.
It looks familiar, but Hu couldn't place it in detail.
If Mu Tingyu was angry about Qian Yuandeng's death, then so was Lu Mingfeng.
Originally, Li Xiao's soldiers and horses in Guihe could be swallowed up, so that the battle with the attacking camp in Huazhou would end better.
As a result, Qian Yuandeng ran away.
But if you run away, you can survive?
Otherwise, he would have died in the hands of Ah Li.
Death is inevitable anyway, so why not die with some value?
And if Hu's madness can be used against Arina instead of pretending to be crazy, Lu Mingfeng will think highly of her.
Lu Mingfeng turned around and entered the sedan.
The sedan was lifted and left the gate of the Mufu.
Mrs. Hu's eyes followed the sedan as it left, her hands still patting the stuffed doll in her arms.
Suddenly, as if feeling something, Hu looked in another direction.
But I saw two figures standing in front of a shop not far away, pretending to ask for drinks, while their eyes fell on the leaving sedan.
When they bumped into Mrs. Hu who was looking at them, the two figures panicked and immediately left quickly.
"Bad, bad people!" Hu shouted, pointing at them.
Mrs. Hu's surprise made the servant girl who followed her look at her sideways.
But the two people had already left, and the servant woman didn't know what she saw.
"There are no bad people," the servant woman said, losing her previous respect. "Take your fake child in your arms!"
As one dish after another was put on the table, a lot of looks came from around.
The storyteller is talking about the most popular thing these days, which is Hong Yuanjie, the seven-linked general of the Silver Dragon.
But at this moment, the storyteller's jokes seemed to be losing their flavor, and everyone's eyes were looking at the delicious food in front of Zhili.
Then he raised his head from the delicacies and looked at the young man sitting in front of the table, dressed in rich clothes.
Several waiters came up, pulled the tables on both sides together, and then continued to serve food.
"Walnut juice, sesame sticks, emerald fried cake, green plum and mint soup, golden dates, coconut-flavored glutinous rice cakes..."
Just hearing the name of the dish makes some children cry with greed.
Three tables were put together into one long row. The waiter put down the last dish of Huangqiao Shaobing and shouted: "Sir, please order them all!"
Fragmented white teeth: "Okay, okay."
"Master, can you... eat it?" A person at the next table asked curiously.
