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Chapter 3 Yunxiao

Although Yunxiao's residence is not as majestic as the Xipinghou Mansion, it is hidden away from the busy city. It is small and exquisite, more like a boudoir woman's residence. It does not match Yunxiao's wandering temperament at all, but it is beyond Hu Chao's expectation.

Yun Xiao blushed a little and said: "Master Hou is laughing. This house was originally occupied by a handsome man raised by the eldest princess. During the Rebellion of King Jian, the eldest princess's consort stood in the wrong team. The eldest princess was implicated and had no choice but to become a nun. This

The house was purchased by Mr. Xiao. The house is close to the Ministry of Punishment, so Mr. Xiao gave it to me to live in."

"I heard that the eldest princess is the most unapologetic about her age. No matter how she dresses or where she lives, she looks like a young girl who has not yet left the palace. Now that I see it, the rumors are true."

"Master Marquis, I have made many changes. Originally, the garden was full of pink and tender flowers. I asked the gardener to transplant the flowers to others. There is also this corridor, which was originally covered with pink curtains. You

Look at this window lattice again."

Hu Chao took a closer look and saw that the window lattice was full of peach blossoms. He couldn't help but laugh: "Why don't you scrape off all these peach blossoms? You look so feminine and feminine!"

"When I was a kid, I was used to living a hard life and couldn't bear to waste good things. After watching it for a long time, I got used to it."

Hu Chao imagined that the house was originally filled with flowers and had pink curtains everywhere. Then he thought about the bold and heroic Yun Xiao living in such a place. He couldn't help but joke a few words: "Master Xiao is really serious, so he can't give it to Yun Xiao."

Is this a house where normal men live? It’s better if it’s simple!”

Yun Xiao's face straightened up: "Sir, how can a junior be picky? Besides, it's not easy to live in Beijing. This house is very nice."

"Brother Yun actually respects Mr. Xiao!"

"Yun's life was saved by Mr. Xiao. Without Mr. Xiao, Yun wouldn't have the good life he has today."

The two of them chatted casually all the way to the guest room. The two waiters who served Yun Xiao flexibly brought a large altar of "Autumn Soldiers on the Battlefield" and two exquisite crystal cups, plus a few dishes of appetizers, before bowing and leaving.

Close the door.

The two exchanged glasses and drank several glasses of wine. Yun Xiao played with the crystal clear glass in her hand and said, "Master Hou, someone has a piece of advice. Do you want to hear it or not?"

"Of course I listen!"

"Master Hou, it's better to stop brewing wine for now." Yun Xiao approached Hu Chao and lowered his voice: "Has Master Hou heard about the Taiyuan Granary?"

"This has nothing to do with Benhou's brewing, right?"

"Whether it matters or not, the Marquis knows it in his heart. The Taiyuan granary has been stolen. Now that the border is not at peace, the Holy Lord will definitely order the granary to be rebuilt."

Hu Chao's face changed slightly, he couldn't help but clenched the wine glass in his hand, and started thinking with twinkling eyes.

"After the granary is repaired, grain must be collected from all over the country and transported to the new granary. But this year it is clear that the Changping granary will be sorted out faster than in previous years, and old grain will be replaced with new grain."

The fertile land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River has two crops a year, while the climate in the north of the Yangtze River is cold and the crops are once a year. In previous years, a batch of grain was collected from the Jiangnan area in July to replace some of the three to five years old grain in the Changping warehouse.

In October, another batch of grain is collected and stored. The old grain is often used for disaster relief, while the new grain is mostly used as military ration during war.

There were twenty-five counties in the Dayi Dynasty. Every year, disasters occurred in some counties. Ke Quan, the magistrate of the Taicang Department responsible for disaster relief, was the younger brother of Ke Xu, the leader of King Rui's think tank.

In the past two years, King Rui and Hu Chao secretly stole new grain from Changpingcang to make wine. The tampered grain was mixed by Ke Quan into the relief grain and was slowly consumed. The victims were starved to the roots of the turf trees.

Even Guanyin soil can be eaten into the stomach, so naturally he will not dislike those grains mixed with weeds, tree roots and leaves.

Last year, Hu Chao expanded his business to Tubo. The Tubo royal family was as extravagant and wealthy as the Yi Dynasty, and the demand for wine increased greatly. In order to make more wine, Hu Chao and King Rui stole more than 100,000 yuan from Changpingcang in order to make more wine.

The usual amount of grain. Now that something happened to the Taiyuan granary, if the Holy Lord ordered the Changping granary to be inventoried in advance, the truth would be revealed!

If Hu Chao is asked to stop brewing wine now and find a way to return the grain, it is impossible. Even if he is willing, how can Prince Rui be willing? Human psychology is like this. To spit out what you have got is simply more difficult than cutting meat.

Let's do it. Besides, everyone has a sense of luck. Hu Chao thought that he had done everything perfectly and would not be known to outsiders, so he might be able to keep it a secret.

When Hu Chao thought about this, he just breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw Yun Xiao looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile. He heard a sound in his heart. It seems that they are not doing things secretly enough. No, judging from Yun Xiao's posture, he should know it.

This matter has been revealed, but I don’t know how much he knows.

"I just said casually, Lord Marquis, don't worry. I was thinking that brewing wine requires a lot of grain. If the Marquis can suffer some losses and save some grain for brewing, then I can make a donation of ten thousand stones of grain."

The reputation is also good, don’t you think?”

Hu Chao smiled stiffly, changed the subject, and said: "Mrs. Jin's brewing workshop is far larger than this. What will Mrs. Jin do then? I will follow her, that's right."

"To put it bluntly, Mr. Marquis, how can you compare with Mrs. Jin? Although Mrs. Jin only married a village, the scale of her village is larger than the ten villages in your family combined, let alone this.

There are six large-scale Zhuangzi in Jingbei Hou over in Beidi. Is Mrs. Jin still short of food? If she bites the bullet and donates a hundred thousand shi of food, Lord Marquis, can you also follow?"

Hu Chao was speechless. Yun Xiao patted him on the shoulder: "The situation in the court is in chaos. My benefactor, Mr. Xiao, is very stubborn. He is planning in every possible way just to find more ways for Mr. Xiao to survive. Alas, Qianyan

Wan Yu doesn't know how to speak. If Lord Marquis believes me, please send a message to Prince Rui. King Wei already knows about the matter of Chang Pingcang and how to solve it. He should make a decision as soon as possible."

Hu Chao bowed his hands and bowed deeply to Yun Xiao: "Thank you, Brother Yun, for reminding me!"

"Alas!" Yun Xiao sighed deeply again: "To be honest with the Marquis, Mr. Xiao accidentally knew some secrets in the palace in the early years. He knew that Queen Jiang and King Wei were at odds with each other, but Ping Ning

Hou..."

Halfway through Yun Xiao's words, he realized that he was too drunk and had spilled the beans. He looked around and immediately changed the subject: "In short, this five-grain wine looks as clear as water, and it goes into the throat as smoothly as water, but it is

Unexpectedly, its nature is like fire, I was careless! I am very dizzy!"

They were clearly drinking "Battlefield Autumn Soldiers" with a light amber color. Yun Xiao actually forgot about it. It seemed that he was either really drunk or fake. But whether it was true or not, Hu Chao assumed that he was really drunk.

Whether it's wine made with fine grains, or military preparations on the battlefield, someone must have an extremely close relationship with Jintong to be lucky enough to receive it. Hu Chao thought for a moment, and kindly called the servants who were waiting for Yunxiao to settle down.

After Yun Xiao, he hurried to Prince Rui's Mansion.

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