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Chapter 162: Sun Hao's Scheme

"Are you the new boy?"

Liu Ruyan had never seen him before. Now she wanted to find someone to do things and avoid Prime Minister Liu's eyes and ears. This new boy was a suitable candidate.

Sun Hao came to see his cousin Liu Hui. Who would have thought that he would bump into Liu Ruyan as soon as he entered the door. He had always wanted to get involved with the Liu family, but Liu Wenxuan was too high-minded to look down on him from a small place like this.

Prime Minister Liu was a figure he couldn't reach. Liu Ruyan's boudoir wife usually didn't meet her husband. Now Liu Ruyan took the initiative to call him, and Sun Hao looked flattered.

"Reply to Madam Liu, I am the cousin of Liu Hui in the mansion, and I am here to see him today..."

"oh?"

Liu Ruyan raised her eyebrows. Liu Hui's cousin was not yet a servant in the house, which suited her perfectly.

"My lady, I need you to do something, come with me." As she said that, she led the people towards the inner courtyard. Sun Hao's eyes lit up, excitement flashed in his eyes, and he followed her step by step.

"yes!"

Wei Quan brought twenty taels of grain to the carriage and stopped at the gate of Wei Mansion. He was lined up exactly in line with the ten carriages before him. The line from the street to the end of the street was very spectacular. The boy guarding the gate watched him coming in force.

, shocked.

"Brother Quan, didn't I just give you one thousand taels of silver? Why did you buy so much food?"

Could it be that the kind-hearted shopkeeper of the grain shop offered a buy-one-get-one-free deal?

The young man muttered in his heart. Wei Quan saw what he was thinking and rolled his eyes at him, saying this as he walked into Mr. Wei's courtyard.

"When there is a shortage of food now, which shop will sell food at a low price? There are ten carts here given by the eldest princess."

"The eldest princess?"

Not only did the young man not expect this, but Mr. Wei also looked surprised.

How did the eldest princess know that the Wei Mansion was raising food? Could it be that the emperor said it, but the emperor specifically said that it would not be leaked out? How did she know?

"Yesterday, Sister Cuiling from the eldest princess's mansion came over to get some snacks, and the villain said something too much..."

The boy was trembling, thinking he had gotten into trouble. Boss Wei gave him a sullen look.

"Well, from now on, you have to keep your mouth shut. Don't say everything out loud. Just leave it this time. If you meet someone with ulterior motives in the future, your unintentional words can harm the Wei family."

"I know my mistake and I will never dare to do it again. Please forgive me this time..."

"With half a month's silver deducted, everyone get out!"

Mr. Wei beat the two of them. Fortunately, this time they were just raising food. The eldest princess was a royalist and cared about the people. These ten carts of food were a big help.

"yes!"

The boy looked frightened. He was guarding the door and often gossiped when he met people. He had not noticed the seriousness of talking too much before. Now that he was fined with a silver coin, he learned a lesson.

Thirty carriages from Wei Mansion and forty carriages from Xu Ziwen merged, and a spectacularly extended motorcade set off towards Zhenjiang Mansion.

Many people watching the excitement on the street thought Xu Ziwen and Mr. Wei had donated these grains to Zhenjiang Mansion. Many people thought they were stupid.

"The Zhenjiang Prefecture is now a bottomless pit. There are more and more victims. The rich people in the city have fled, leaving only a group of poor people waiting to die. The food they sent is not enough to save people, and it is completely in vain...

"

"That's right. It costs tens of thousands of taels to buy these grains. What can we do with this money? We have to give it to the victims. Those people will die sooner or later. Why waste grains? Why don't you donate it to us? My pillar

When I was growing taller, I didn’t have enough to eat all day long.”

The woman who spoke was so jealous that her heart burst into tears and her eyes were fixed on the convoy, as if her own food had been robbed.

"Hey, just think about it. The new county magistrate of Zhenjiang Prefecture is a close disciple of Mr. Wei. He donates food to his disciples. Why should someone who is not your relative donate to you?"

The people next to the woman couldn't stand her and laughed sarcastically.

"Humph, this disciple is amazing. I heard that the county magistrate is still the top scholar in the new department. He has not been sent to Zhenjiang Mansion yet. It is not certain whether he will survive..."

The two people were talking loudly, and Sun Hao behind the crowd could hear clearly. His eyes were full of gloating. So what if Shen Yanqing won the top prize in the exam? Without power and no one to take care of him, he could only go to the most difficult and dangerous place. Be an official in your place.

Sun Hao wished that the victims of the Zhenjiang Prefecture would riot again and let Shen Yanqing die there. He would snatch what should belong to him and he couldn't hold it back. Sun Hao felt proud now, but thinking about Liu Ruyan's orders, Sun Hao's face suddenly darkened.

"Go buy food and send it to Zhenjiang Mansion. Don't let my father find out..."

Sun Hao originally thought that Liu Ruyan valued him, but instead asked him to raise food and send it to Zhenjiang Mansion. How could she know Shen Yanqing?

Sun Hao's heart was full of jealousy. It must be Shen Yanqing's pretty boy who seduced Liu Ruyan and now instigated her to buy food for disaster relief behind Prime Minister Liu's back. Although Sun Hao promised Liu Ruyan, he had various feelings in his heart. Calculation.

Shen Yanqing must not be allowed to succeed, and Prime Minister Liu definitely does not want Zhenjiang Mansion to get better. He is doing this to make Liu Ruyan know how to return.

Shops in the capital city were notified by Prime Minister Liu not to sell grain on a large scale because there is a shortage of grain everywhere now. Sun Hao spent a lot of effort to buy grain from surrounding towns. He looked at the three carts of grain with added ingredients and smiled. insidious.

"Let's go!"

He wanted to see if Shen Yanqing, a nominal magistrate, deliberately killed the victims. The emperor would ask him to pay with his life, and the people of Zhenjiang Prefecture would definitely not let him go.

Fighting with him, Shen Yanqing is still a bit young!

Sun Hao couldn't wait to see his end. It would be difficult to satisfy the hatred in his heart until Shen Yanqing died!

The convoy transporting grain set out from the capital and traveled for two full days before reaching the border of Zhenjiang Prefecture. A group of truck drivers felt a little uncomfortable looking at the skinny victims outside.

Although they knew that Zhenjiang Prefecture was seriously affected by the disaster, what they heard was different from what they saw with their own eyes. Outside the city, there were people dying of hunger everywhere, the parched land was barren of grass, and all the withered grass roots had been plundered.

The victims were so hungry that they could only scratch the dirt on the ground to eat. Some were so hungry that they almost choked to death. Their skinny faces had bulging eyes, but they still scratched the dirt numbly.

This group of coachmen were in a daze. If it weren't for their companions around them, they would have thought they were in hell.

"Hurry up and get into town!"

"yes!"

The coachmen waved their whips and sped up. They entered the city earlier so that the victims could eat food earlier.

The seventy carriages were so mammoth that it took less than half an hour to pass through the queue of victims. The horses' hooves stirred up dust and threw it around. The breeze blew through the curtains on the carriages and opened them to reveal the food inside.

The eyes of the originally numb victim suddenly lit up. He pointed at the carriage with trembling fingers and made a hoarse sound from his broken gong.

"Food, yes food... We are saved!"


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