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Chapter 302 Misfortunes never come singly

Su Jinqiang suppressed the anger in his heart. He just didn't understand that most of the people in this era who were famous and admired by later generations were just seeking fame and reputation. No matter what they do, they should put their own interests first and do whatever they want.

This is also used as a reference for things. If there is a slight violation, there will be three obstacles and four refusals.

The matter in front of him has reached the point of burning his butt. Song Xiang is still struggling with the principle that military rations cannot be tampered with without permission. In fact, he secretly uses military rations to provide relief and then uses the transported grains to replenish his warehouse. But he just

I am stubborn and unwilling.

Su Jin took a few deep breaths to calm down his mood a little, and patiently began the work of persuasion and education. However, from the beginning to the end, Song Xiang's head felt like he had taken an ecstasy pill, and he made arcs from left to right, expressing his firm refusal to agree.

Su Jin finally got angry and said fiercely: "Prefect Song, don't blame me for not reminding you. If you are unwilling to change, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the city, and you will regret it later."

Song Xiang said with a dark face: "Special Envoy Su, this is my official's business. You don't need to worry about it. There is no need for you to intervene in the affairs of the city immediately. Since you can't raise food to alleviate the urgent needs of my Yangzhou Prefecture, I have nothing to do with you."

I don’t have much hope, but if we want to use military rations to stabilize food prices and put our government and all Yangzhou officials into a situation of violating the law, we will never agree to it.”

Su Jin sneered and said: "You are afraid of losing your hair and your head, so you just let the people starve to death and freeze to death. If there is a bigger mistake later, can you safely keep your official title?"

Song Xiang was furious, reached out and slapped the table, and scolded Su Jin angrily: "My lord, you are too presumptuous. I have a sincere heart and look up to heaven and earth with no shame, yet you say that I am so unworthy;

You are young, your words and actions are careless, and I will not argue with you. But if you insult my character, don’t blame me for reporting to the court to accuse you of slander."

Su Jin was extremely angry and said with a smile: "You are just holding on to your ridiculous noble heart and watching the people suffer. Although I am young, I am by no means confused. I would like to advise you, the disaster is right in front of you. If you don't change your mind,

, there will be big trouble. If you want to be loyal and righteous at the same time, it will be absolutely impossible. Farewell!"

Song Xiang flipped his sleeves and turned around, humming: "I won't send it off."

Su Jin rushed out of the room angrily, knocking the person who was walking towards him almost to the point of falling down. Su Jin didn't even apologize and hurried away.

The person who was hit was Song Quan. He rubbed his chest for a long time before he regained his breath. He looked at Su Jin's back and said, "What's going on? It's already a mess outside, but there's still a war inside."

Song Quan walked into the house. Song Xiang thought it was a servant coming in, so he turned his back and shouted: "Get out!"

Song Quan hurriedly said: "Dad, it's a child. What's wrong with you?"

Song Xiang turned around, his expression slightly brightened and said: "Quan'er is here, sit down."

Song Quan said: "Why is daddy so angry? Just now, when my son saw Su Jin, he also went out angrily. Did you have a quarrel?"

Song Xiang sighed: "The imperial court didn't know what it was thinking. It sent such a food-collecting envoy down, and I didn't have Sihao to help. Instead, he came up with some stupid ideas. I didn't agree with him, and he made a lot of nonsense and alarmist talk. It was really a headache."

"

Song Quan said: "Dad, he is the special envoy appointed by the imperial court. I'm afraid it will be bad if there is a stalemate. Besides, this person has some abilities. He is highly regarded by the Holy Spirit at a young age and has no merit. It is difficult for ordinary people to do so at such a young age.

Such an achievement.”

Song Xiang scolded: "You have the ability? If you have the ability, you still want me to open a warehouse to use military rations to stabilize the price of food? Doesn't this mean that I am risking my life and fortune?"

Song Quan was surprised: "Su Jin actually wants to use military rations?"

Song Xiang said: "If this were not the case, how could I fall out with him? This is not an ordinary crime. Dozens of officials of all sizes in Yangzhou City are implicated. Is this a joke?"

Song Quan thought for a long time and suddenly said: "Dad, maybe Su Jin has his own reasons. The food in Luzhou has not yet arrived, so he borrows military rations to replenish his warehouse. As long as you and him keep it secret, how will the higher ups know about it?"

?Besides, this move is for the sake of the people of Yangzhou, and he has no selfish motives."

Song Xiang said angrily: "Foolish boy, the 500,000 shi of grain he said is completely false. How can he get 500,000 shi of grain? Where is Luzhou? It's just a barren small state capital. Food is still available in good years.

After paying taxes, he could only be self-sufficient. Why did he get 500,000 shi of grain to transport? It was obviously a lie. According to my opinion, he was ill and sought medical treatment. The military grain could indeed relieve his urgent needs, and so could the errands sent by the imperial court.

It works initially, but once the court punishes him, he will definitely say that he didn't know it was military rations, and then it will be your father and a bunch of Yangzhou officials who will be unlucky."

Song Quan thought for a moment and said, "That's not the case. Su Jin shouldn't be that kind of person."

Song Xiang pointed at Song Quan's nose and said: "What do you know? People's hearts are sinister, and how much do you understand? Dad, I used to be in the central position in Bianliang, and I never offended anyone. I was imprisoned just because I opposed Fan Xiwen's policy of guarding the border.

After being squeezed out to this point, how much do you know about officialdom?"

Song Quan said unconvinced: "But no matter what, Su Jin's move is beneficial to the people of Yangzhou. No matter how I look at it, it seems to be selfish. Besides, when the matter is exposed, it is not what dad said he could shirk. The court will definitely do it."

Take his."

Song Xiang said displeasedly: "Don't worry about this matter. Yangzhou is in chaos. You will take your wife back to Bianliang soon. Don't let anything happen here."

Song Quan said no more, lowered his head and said: "I understand."



The clouds were thick and the sky was gray. For two days in a row, the city of Yangzhou was lifeless. The air was as stuffy as a thick, stagnant gel, making it difficult to breathe and making it difficult to breathe.

The longer the peaceful years pass, the lower people's ability to withstand suffering becomes.

News spread like wildfire that Wang Laoliu's family of four committed suicide due to cold, starvation, etc. In the past twenty days, the people of Yangzhou City had heard and witnessed many tragic scenes. First, there were several gatherings and riots, resulting in the death of more than a dozen people.

There were dozens of injured people, and dozens of civilians were imprisoned by the government. Then they witnessed the human tragedy of Wang Laoliu and his family unfolding before their eyes, with hungry bellies, empty rice buckets, and empty rice buckets.

Money bags and the biting cold weather all made the people of Yangzhou's endurance reach the critical point again.

There are more and more soldiers on the streets of Yangzhou. This is due to Song Xiang's strict defensive strategy, but the fire of hunger has burned the minds of the people. In the Panqiao area, a soldier holding a wooden stick was ready to turn over.

When the wall climbed into the backyard of Mei Hanlin's house and the people were beating dates to satisfy their hunger, all of a sudden it was like a flame dropped on the oil field, instantly igniting a raging fire.

At that time, the common people argued for a while, and the soldier from the Xiang soldiers slapped him twice without knowing the current situation, which immediately aroused the man's anger. He fought back angrily and broke the soldier's arm with a stick. In anger,

, the soldier sent the man to the west with one blow of his sword, and the news spread like a frying pan.

First, the hungry people wandering nearby began to gather around Panqiao. After rushing past the guard post at Panqiao, someone loudly incited them to go to the houses of wealthy families to grab food. As a result, the storm began to rise, and the number of hungry people increased from dozens to hundreds, and gradually to tens.

Thousands of people; they swept through six luxurious mansions in Beicheng like a whirlwind; they robbed food, beat people, and some people even set fire to them irrationally.

Raging smoke rose into the sky, and the prosperous and prosperous city of Yangzhou seemed to suddenly turn into hell. The wealthy nursing home spontaneously organized to fight against the mob, and the Yangzhou Xiang army also rushed to reinforce. After a bloody and cruel killing, the people

Unable to withstand the joint attack of officers, soldiers and guards, they dispersed one after another, leaving behind seven or eight corpses and dozens of injured.

At dusk, Su Jin and Wang Dynasty Mahan rushed to the scene. The scene was under martial law. Soldiers were cleaning up the mess and blood on the ground. Some people were busy putting out the raging fire. The corpses on the ground had been removed, with injured arms and legs.

The people were dragged and shackled by the soldiers and prepared to be taken into the cold and dark prison of the state capital.

Su Jin walked silently and watched silently. He felt a strong sense of self-blame. He was the imperial envoy to raise food. He had been in Yangzhou for four days. Not only had he failed to reverse the situation, but a bigger murder broke out. He

Feeling guilty for his own incompetence, he was also angry at Song Xiang's stubbornness and ignorance.

Su Jin knew that all this was just the beginning. He eagerly hoped that Long Zhen would deliver the food as soon as possible, but Su Jin also knew that this was impossible. It would take six or seven days at the earliest to arrive, but this fragile

Can the city of Yangzhou survive these six or seven days?

Su Jin looked up at the gray sky and secretly prayed that it must not snow. Once it snows, the lives of the people of Yangzhou will be doubly difficult, and the official roads after the snow will greatly hinder Long Zhen's grain transport convoy.

forward speed, that is the worst situation.

Su Jin raised his head, his thoughts swirling rapidly. Suddenly, his face felt cold. This coldness penetrated into Su Jin's heart like a cold current, turning Su Jin's already anxious heart into an ice cellar in an instant; in his empty heart,

As I watched, heavy snow began to fall from the sky.dd


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