Chapter 3

18days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
There were thirty-seven Song soldiers in total, none of them missed the net. Qin Hui walked around the village and said, "The men in the village are dead, and the village is over."

Cheng Zongyang is used to life and death, but when he saw this tragic scene, he still couldn't help but feel tight, he gritted his teeth, suddenly grabbed a corpse next to him, and slapped him hard.

Butler Wang was kicked out, so he escaped the disaster and was not torn apart by the angry Jingxi woman. He was woken up by Cheng Zongyang with a slap in the face. Seeing the situation in the field, he immediately screamed: Let’s go! Let’s go!

Cheng Zongyang said in a row: Who are you?

We are the township heroes of Yunzhou! They are officers and soldiers! They are officers and soldiers!

Your mother, Master! Cheng Zongyang slapped half of his teeth in the face, what are you doing!

Butler Wang was bleeding and said with his tongue: We are here to urge food... It was Wang Tuanlian's idea! He shouted wildly: It's not my business Ah!

Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and said: Stop talking! Tell me quickly!

Butler Wang explained his origins in detail. They were all soldiers in Yunzhou under the jurisdiction of Wang Tuanlian. They often closed the warehouse and caught fire. The provincial capital was urgently collected food and grass. In addition to forcing the provincial people, Wang Tuanlian also sent the village soldiers to rob him everywhere.

Killing people and rob food? The Song State government is really capable!

It’s all Wang Tuanlian! In order to make money, he asked us to grab the grain so that we could sell it to the government! Butler Wang was eager to whitewash himself, and as he spoke desperately, white foam splashed out from the corners of his mouth. Wang Tuanlian said that these barbarians did not accept Wang Hua, and they would kill them if they killed them...

Is that dog Wang Tuanlian not dead yet?

Butler Wang shook his head desperately. The eldest young master's bones were broken and he couldn't get up. My wife cried to the master every day, wanting to settle the score with the businessman named Cheng...

With a bang, a stone hit Butler Wang's head, butler Wang rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.

Xiang Ya's eyes were red and almost bleeding. She wanted to hit her again. Cheng Zongyang quickly stopped her

The stone in Xiangya's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and her beautiful eyes dripped like blood. After a long time, she called Cheng Shangren and then made a sad and sad sound, which made her heartbroken.

Finally, when Xiangya calmed down, Cheng Zongyang learned the whole story from her intermittent crying.

This Jingxi barbarians were oppressed by the county government many years ago and moved their clans to the mountains and had few contacts with outsiders. However, Cheng Zongyang's appearance changed their impression of the outside world. Especially Qin Hui, in accordance with Cheng Zongyang's instructions, went to the village twice to send various goods needed by the clansmen, which even dispelled their vigilance against outsiders.

Therefore, these rural soldiers came to the village in the evening and were welcomed by the Jingxi people the most sincerely. They took out the best food and the most beautiful fruit wine to entertain these guests from afar. Unexpectedly, a group of jackals were welcomed.

The butler named Wang asked about the situation of the village with sweet words and learned that everyone was gathered here, so he became ill-hearted at the welcome banquet. The village soldiers suddenly took action. Although there were many warriors in Jingxi people, they were caught off guard. All the men were killed by the village soldiers before they could pick up their weapons. The fair skin and beautiful appearance of the Jingxi women aroused their desire to be even raped. They raped them directly under the sacred totem pole of the Jingxi people. If they hadn't set fire to the village, the Jingxi people might have been silently exterminated, and even the murderer could not be found.

Speaking of which, the people of Jingxi suffered this disaster because of their own reasons. If they hadn't deliberately raised the price of grain, these rural soldiers might not have come. If they hadn't sent goods to the people of Jingxi, the people of Jingxi would not have been unprepared. If they hadn't been tolerating Wang Tuanlian to avoid the emergence of the situation, they would not have had the tragedy today.

The more Cheng Zongyang thought about it, the more angry he became, and said in a cold voice: Ask, I think the one named Wang can't keep it.

Understanding Qin Hui said: I'll go with Chang Bo

No, Cheng Zongyang waved his hand, and he got rid of him without knowing it. It was too cheap for this bastard! I want to ruin him and die so much that he can't die again!

What does the young master mean?

Cheng Zongyang did not say anything else, but said to Xiang Ya: Don't worry, I will give your tribe members an explanation.

Although Xiangya didn't fully understand their conversation, she understood that he wanted to avenge his tribe members and wiped away the tears. The fair face showed the perseverance of the Jingxi woman. You have saved the lives of the whole tribe women. We want to avenge our dead husband and father.

Cheng Zongyang said: Your enemy is a regiment trainer in Yunzhou. He has nearly a thousand town soldiers under him.

If we don’t believe in the lies of the enemy, no matter how many enemies are, they will not be able to defeat our village. Seeing that Cheng Zongyang didn’t believe that they had the ability to revenge, Xiangya took down a trumpet on the totem pole and then blew it hard.

The sound of desolate horns came into the mountains, and then a dull beast sounded from afar

The earth shook slightly. Under Cheng Zongyang's astonished gaze, a huge shadow appeared in front of everyone. Cheng Zong had seen the white elephant that Geluo was riding. He realized that this giant elephant was larger than Geluo's white elephant, and was nearly two feet tall. It was like a moving castle. It was covered with gray-brown hair, with a thick elephant nose, and its huge ivory curved into a huge arc. The elephant hooves of the round table fell to the ground, and the entire ground seemed to be sunken.

Cheng Zongyang's mouth was a little dry. If he had not admitted his mistake, it should not be an elephant, but a living Mama! Do it! What he got was Mamaya, no wonder it was a Mamaya, no wonder it was larger than ordinary ivory.

In his own world, Mamma had disappeared as early as 10,000 years before history, Cheng Zongyang did not expect that there was a hairy elephant among the mountains here. He had given up figuring out what era the world of the Six Dynasties was. Even if it was 10,000 years before history, Cheng Zongyang would not be surprised at all.

The tremors on the ground kept coming, and Mama appeared one after another in the burned village, Xiangya hung the horn on her chest, grabbed Mama's long hair, quickly climbed onto Mama's back, and then blew the horn on her.

The mama's long nose was stretched out like a giant python, and rolled a spear next to the totem pole with a skill that was no less than that of human hands, and handed it to Xiangya's hand.

Xiangya's white clothes were torn to pieces by the soldiers, and only a few pieces of rags were attached to her body, revealing large pieces of skin, but she didn't care about her naked skin. She stepped on a giant beast that was hundreds of times her body, holding a spear in her hand, like a brave female warrior, then waved her arms forward, and the spear roared and stabbed a big tree, with a depth of just half a foot

The women of Jingxi climbed up to Mama one after another, followed Xiangya's head elephant, threw the spear on the same tree, showing their superb spear throwing techniques, and then Xiangya blew the horn, and Mama under her seat stepped forward, with a head as big as a house pressing against the trunk, and broke the top of the tree like a toothpick.

In the sound of the horn, all the mamas raised their huge noses at the same time, like a forest, and then their huge mouths opened, making a dull and majestic roar. The sound was not loud, but standing near, the pressure from the air seemed to crush the eardrums.

Only then did Cheng Zongyang understand where they got the confidence to use the tamed Mamma as a mount, it was simply an invincible mobile fortress in the age of cold weapons.

Facing such a giant beast, Shen Wanying was so handsome that she was as brave as Jin Wushu, and the green-faced beast could not help but show fear. Qin Hui still maintained a calm style of scholars, but her robe was slightly swelling, obviously not so easy. If this Mamma team was sent to the battlefield, no matter how many war horses were, they would have to be diarrhea.

With your Mamma team, I am more confident. Cheng Zongyang raises his voice. If you can still trust me, give me some time! I will definitely make you revenge!

Xiangya said without hesitation: We believe in you!

Junzhou Prefectural Office

Teng Fu slapped the table and stood up, 300,000 stones!

Cheng Zongyang said: This is a bit larger. I have already told the people of Zhaonan that there are 100,000 stones...

It must not be done! Teng Fu interrupted him, and 300,000 stones will be 300,000 stones!

Cheng Zongyang said in embarrassment: But the people of Zhaonan offer a very high price...

How much is the price?

Eight hundred copper baht per stone, plus the shipping fee, at least nine hundred. Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly: This price is really too expensive

Teng Fu sighed: Do you know how much the price of grain in Yunzhou is now? One thousand four hundred copper zhu per stone! Since you left, the grain prices in Yunzhou have soared. The purchase price of Hongsheng Grain Shop and Richangxing is lower than one thousand copper zhu, but the sales price has risen. The profit of 400 copper zhu is increased in one turn! Even if the government still asks for a high price of 1,200 copper zhu. If you sell these grains to those grain merchants, the profit of at least one hundred copper zhu per stone, you directly find the official. Teng Fu nodded frequently, you are very good, very good!

Cheng Zongyang said modestly: I happened to pass by Zhaonan. I heard that Zhaonan people had a batch of grain to take action. I thought that the shortage of grain in the state led them to trade Dayin Mingjian. Each stone was 900 copper zhu, and 300,000 stones was 270,000 zhu, totaling 135,000 gold zhu...

Teng Fu was stunned and 135,000 gold tills were equivalent to the total taxes of the five years of Yunzhou. The best year in Yunzhou was less than one-tenth of the surplus, which means that with the fiscal revenue of Yunzhou, this huge sum of money could not be collected for fifty years.

Don’t worry! Teng Fu said decisively: I will raise this amount. You will call the people of Zhaonan in first. The 300,000 stone of grain is solving the urgent needs of our army! There is no need to lose anything!

Cheng Zongyang secretly praised him for being a tycoon in the court, and he was really burdened! He had prepared a lot of remarks to encourage Teng Fu to take the risk, but he did not expect that he agreed immediately.

Cheng Zongyang came out of the yamen and informed the selected Zhaonan man, and asked him to go in and interview Teng Fu.

Then he said to Qin Hui: Let's go!

After getting on the bus, Cheng Zongyang said: Have you found out clearly?

A total of 2 million silver coins were escorted to the Yunzhou Yamen yesterday. Qin Hui said: This amount is military pay on the front line. It was originally due to the financial difficulties of the Song State a year ago. It has been delayed until now that I don’t know where to squeeze out the money. The news will not be wrong. What does Teng Zhizhou mean?

Teng Magistrate must make this money. Cheng Zongyang said: Teng Dayin is really brave to transfer military expenses in private.

Qin Hui said: The State of Song treats civil officials preferentially, not to mention that Teng is also the chief censor. For the decentness of the old ministers in the court, he always tolerate one or two things. However, this matter is very important. Even if he does not behead him, he will inevitably be imprisoned and asked for punishment.

Cheng Zongyang thought for a while that Teng Magistrate was not a bad official, so he had to take the blame. But if you can help him, it would be better to help him. As a result, send a letter to Teng Magistrate.

Cheng Zongyang's own calligraphy was really not very good, but the traitorous minister had a good handwriting. He wrote the general letters on his behalf, Qin Hui did not refuse to give in. He took out the pen and ink he carried with him and said: What to write?

Calculate the account for Teng Dayin

Teng Fu and Zhaonan's envoys had been in business for a long time, and they had time to open the letter after discussing the transaction of 300,000 s of grain. He read it at a glance and immediately called his servants. Where is Mr. Cheng?

An hour ago, I had already left the master with Qin Fan, but would I call Boss Cheng over?

Teng Fu read the letter again and shook his hand. There is no need to bring a letter. I will report it immediately for today's matter.

Teng Fu wrote a letter that day, and the letter handed over by Cheng Zongyang was copied into it word by him.

In the letter, Cheng Zongyang did make a calculation, but not for him, but for the State of Song. The reason why Teng Fu misappropriated military spending and purchased food was because the front line had already lost food instead of transporting two million silver coins of military spending, it was better to replace it with food to solve the front line's urgent need.

If you follow the normal procedures, it will take at least one month to communicate with Lin'an, and the documents will be delivered to the past and migrate, regardless of whether military spending is misappropriated, the cost will be calculated, purchasing local grain from Yunzhou will definitely save a lot of expenses.

In the letter, Cheng Zongyang started from the cost and transferred military rations in the Song Dynasty. Various places sent civilians to Yunzhou to transport grain. For every stone of grain was transported to Yunzhou, the cost on the road was almost ten times more than

Nowadays, the average grain price in all parts of the Song Dynasty is high. Even if you can buy 600 copper zhu per stone of grain, the actual cost of transporting it to Yunzhou is far more than usual. Now, Yunzhou uses 900 copper zhu to buy 300,000 stone of grain, and there is no other expense. The cost is only one-quarter of the amount transported by various places.

In the letter, Teng Fu listed the grain prices in various places and the actual costs of transporting them to Yunzhou by the official organization, including the expenses on the way and the requisition of the lost work hours of the civil servants. Afterwards, Teng Fu was punished by the officials for embezzling military pay. The Song Lord also issued a special edict to not ask about this letter. Later, the letter was included in the book "Memorials of Famous Ministers of the Six Dynasties" and was commented as: The master of the priest used his talent to practice the art of merchants, but his kindness was commendable.

Cheng Zongyang's identity was just an introduction from Zhaonan and Yunzhou. Zhaonan's envoy and Teng Magistrate had nothing to do with him when he saw him, and then he went to see the Yun family's secret stance in Yunzhou. After discussing, he rushed to Wang Tuanlian's house in the south of the city with Qin Hui.

Cheng Zongyang came to the door in person, but the servants of the Wang family still ignored it. After waiting for an hour, a housekeeper came out and said sarcastically: The master is not there, the wife said, "Mr. Cheng Shangren came by himself, so he doesn't have to pay a visit to a slut. In our Wang family's eyes, someone became a treasure and a foreigner who didn't know the current affairs. It's too late to regret it!"

Cheng Zongyang had known this, so he listened to his scolding calmly, then handed over a folded letter and smiled: I'll hand the housekeeper to Wang Tuanlian, a mere gift, no respect

The butler took it with disdain. When he opened it, his beard shook a few times, and then ran into the back house quickly.

Cheng Zongyang was drinking boiled water leisurely. Soon the housekeeper ran out again, and the master invited him!

Wang Tuanlian was wearing a crimson purple auspicious cloud cocoon robe. He bent his fingers and bounced the letter: Five thousand stones?

It's exactly

Wang Tuanlian snorted coldly, Mr. Cheng is so rich. At the current price] Five thousand stones of grain combined with more than three thousand gold baht. It is not a small amount in any case.

Enemies should be resolved rather than made, and many friends will go on a road. Cheng Zongyang smiled flatteringly and said: Please ask Wang Tuanlian to accept it with a smile.

Wang Tuanlian became more and more despised the foreign merchant. He snorted coldly and put away the letter, and said in his heart: If you don’t want toast, you will be fined! You will get out of Yunzhou after you have seen my method!

He didn't know that the foreign merchants on the opposite side also had the same thought: good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and you will be ruined and you will be destroyed. The whole family will destroy me!

Cheng Zongyang originally didn't want to get into trouble with this local snake, but the tragedy in Jingxi village made him determined to dare to entrench Yunzhou in a small group training camp. If you run into me, you will be full of evil. It will not only make you hate Jingxi's friends, but also help the people of Yunzhou to eliminate this harm.

The next day, a heavy snow covered Yunzhou. Worried that the sudden heavy snow would cause disaster. Before dawn, Teng Fu went out to observe the snow.

The porridge shed by the Fuling River is crowded with people, and a large number of people gather here, hoping to drink a sip of hot porridge and porridge shed on schedule in the cold weather. The parcels of grain are dumped out. In front of the stone mortar spring porridge shed, dozens of large pots are lined up in a row. When the hot water boils, the spring food is poured into it, rolling in the boiling water, and the porridge fragrance will float out soon.

Teng Fu did not stop in front of the porridge shed for a long time as he used to. Today, his attention is more on the floating river.

The river was covered with rafts, and there was a Zhaonan man walking on each raft. The urgently needed grain in Yunzhou was piled on the raft and was driving continuously to the river bank. On the shore, dozens of officials from the Yunzhou yamen were checking for grain. Because Changping Warehouse was burned, the warehouse was not too late to rebuild, so they could only build sheds on the ruins that Changping Warehouse had cleared to store grain.

The officials were busy and commanding the village soldiers who were serving as Cang Ding to transport them. Because there was too much food, everyone was so tired from the early morning to the present.

An official wiped his sweat and said: These Zhaonan barbarians don’t even know how to use puppets, and they have to weigh them one by one.

Where can I weigh it? The official next to me whispered: A raft of three hundred stones, and it was just enough to load it with three hundred catkins. I handled more than ten ships, which was a little good!

Where did Zhaonan people get so much food? Three hundred thousand stones, good guy! The yield of high-quality fertile land is only two or three stones per mu, and the harvest is more than 100,000 mu.

The land in Zhaonan has three ripe a year, so it’s not surprising that there is food in the past few days, and the grain prices in the front line have been rushing crazy. Not only in Yunzhou, but also in the surrounding prefectures and counties have been rising sharply.

When will the lower reaches of Fuling River be opened to navigation? How did so many poriasis come from?

Suddenly someone shouted: Here comes! Here comes!

The officials looked at the giant beast walking out of the jungle in the distance, and each of them opened their mouths wide. A clerk almost twisted the pen holder off.

Dozens of huge long-haired elephants appeared in their field of vision, their long noses like thick pythons rolled up big trees blocking the road, huge elephant hooves pierced the shrubs, and their long, crooked teeth swept away the vines and came out of the forest.

Their body is like a house, the height of the elephant head is enough to make people dizzy. Each giant elephant has a woman sitting on the top of their huge skull. They have horns hanging in their necks, arches and spears behind their shoulders, and are covered with breastplate and knee armor made of buffalo leather, as if they are not afraid of the cold, exposing large areas of skin.

Their eyes were full of hostility and alertness. If they saw such a team of war elephants, the people of Yunzhou would immediately close the city gate, ring the bronze bell, and guard against the attacks of the barbarians.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by the items on the back of the giant elephant. There were piles of food like a hill, and each end was as much as a hundred stones.

Almost everyone had a thought in their minds: No wonder the people of Zhaonan were able to transport food...

Under the leadership of the Zhaonan people, the giant elephant approached the temporary grain shed head-on, and the female warrior blew the horn, the long-haired giant elephant raised her long nose, unloaded the bags of grain, and the Zhaonan people made it clear.

The officials became more and more busy, and came to count the grain transported by the elephant team, leaving only four or five behind by the river. The rafts inevitably gathered more and more.

In a busy day, someone suddenly said: Hey? Isn’t that Wang Tuan Pian?

Wang Tuanlian is in charge of the village soldiers. Cang Ding, who often closes the warehouse, is all his officials under him. Although they are not his subordinates, they are already familiar with Wang Tuanlian. Now they all come up to greet Wang Tuanlian.

I don’t know what both sides said, but I could see that many officials were embarrassed. Then Wang Tuanlian put his hands in the sleeves of the officials. When he took them out, the officials smiled.

Teng Fu did not notice this small episode, and did not even pay much attention to the giant elephant. He only stared at the grain that was often closed and burned, and the front line was cut off. He, the highest official in Yunzhou, was under great pressure yesterday to finalize the transaction of the 300,000 s of grain, which solved his urgent need.

However, the people of Zhaonan were very stubborn and insisted on asking for money and grain. Because of the large amount of money needed, even if the military pay was misappropriated, there was still a deficit of more than 30,000 gold baht. He had recruited merchants in the city, hoping that they could jointly provide insurance and buy this batch of grain first.

The merchants who rushed to the Yamen City had been waiting for a long time. For the levying protection of the palace, the merchants were a little listless. Zhou Mingye, who was in the last day of the day, proposed that it would be better to subscribe the remaining grain from each company, and once the government raised the money, they would sell it to the government as the original price.

If the government has no money to buy, each family will not suffer any loss if it gets the food; if it has money to buy, each family will only consider it to be kept by the government for a few days, and it is also worth consuming some storage costs.

A group of merchants immediately started to make plans for grain and it seemed that they didn't make money, but in fact there was a lot of opportunities to make money. The price of 900 copper baht was 10% lower than the market purchase price. Seeing that the front line was not going well, the grain price would rise again; if the government had no money to buy it, the grain would be cheaper in its own hands, and even if the government took out the money, it could replace the pillars and use inferior products as good as the best. Some storage costs would be earned after the transfer.

Teng Fu didn't know how smart these merchants were? Seeing that the atmosphere of various merchants was enthusiastic, you had 10,000 shi, and I subscribed the grain for 5,000 shi, and I was in a good mood. I immediately made a decision to settle the grain with Zhaonan's envoy.

Cheng Zongyang also called out to come. Although these merchants were smart and cunning, the decision-making power was not in their hands. No matter how smart it was, it was just a chess piece layout on his own chessboard.

Borrowing Teng Fu's tiger skin and selling the 300,000 stones of grain he had on hand, Cheng Zongyang left the yamen

Where is Wang Tuanlian?

Take the bait

Good! God can still commit sins, but you can still commit sins against your own sins, and you cannot live! Cheng Zongyang said: I will let him die clearly!

The officials' inspection speed was getting slower and slower until night fell, and there were still hundreds of rafts that had not been inspected and entered the warehouse.

The chaotic rafts covered the river. The officials didn't care about checking carefully. They just took a look and put three hundred stones of food into the account.

It was busy until late at night, and the work of transporting grain came to an end. The officials fell asleep. A sudden fire swept the Changping Warehouse again. The fire spread. The rafts that could not be stored in the riverside were also affected. Some of them sank to the bottom of the river and some were flushed by the river.

Some of the grains that have been stored in the warehouse have been rescued. They have been clearly identified, and all the grains that have not been stored in the warehouse have been completely gone. The loss is greater than the part that has been stored in the warehouse.

Overnight, Teng Fu's temples had already grown white hair, which surprised Cheng Zongyang who had arrived after hearing the news.

I was worried about things that were not good, Teng Fu said in a deep tone: How could he know that if he kept orders and fire would be lost if he kept his position closed.

Dayin doesn’t have to worry. Caomin just got a piece of news and came to report Dayin…

Peace talks! Upon hearing this, Teng Fu exclaimed in surprise

It is said that the governor of Jiangzhou personally entered the camp and had been talking for several days. Cheng Zongyang said in surprise: For such a big event, Yunzhou did not hear the wind. It's really...

Teng Fu interrupted him. Military affairs are not something you can talk about

The grass people are rogue, but...

Teng Fu's heart was rumbling, and he didn't listen carefully to the front line for several days. Although the urgent report on the urge to urge grain several times a day, he had not withdrawn, which made him suspicious. When he heard this news, he had already made 90% hate the arrogant soldiers and concealed the news of the peace talks from him. Otherwise, why would he buy the batch of food from Zhaonan people with a lot of money!

With a turbulent thought, Teng Fu suddenly noticed that Cheng Zongyang was still to be continued and asked: What did you say?

Cheng Zongyang said respectfully: Caomin said that the price of grain in Yunzhou is high and the people suffer. Since the peace talks are now beginning, the front line is no longer short of food and grass. The people mean that the old grain shop will lower the grain price today and sell it at a price of 800 copper zhu per stone so that the people in the city can breathe a sigh of relief.

OK! OK! OK! OK! Teng Fu finally heard good news that he received literati education and always believed that the lower the food price, the more abundant the people were.

The price of grain in Tang Dynasty was once as low as three cents of rice, and was known as the prosperous era; although 800 copper zhu per stone exceeded the standard of the prosperous era twenty times, the price was 40% lower than yesterday, which made him overjoyed.

Although it was still shrouded in the shadow of the fire in Changpingcang, the front line had already begun peace talks. It seems that this war initiated by Jia Shixian alone will end soon Teng Fu's mood will improve, and he lingered with Cheng Zongyang for a long time.

During the conversation, Cheng Zongyang said inadvertently: It is really strange that Changping Treasury caught fire twice. It is said that both fires started in the southwest direction. Is it because of the wrong Feng Shui?

Feng Shui is just nonsense. You are young and ignorant, so you must not believe these nonsense. Teng Fu taught a lesson and then slowly said: Although the economic art you just talked about has some truth, it is not the right way. You are still young. You should read some saints' scriptures to prove the great way.

Cheng Zongyang thanked him and said that he would buy a few saint books to read in a while.

Although Cheng Zongyang was talking unintentionally, Teng Fu felt a little doubt in his heart. As soon as Cheng Zongyang said goodbye, Teng Fu immediately called the captain of the state to investigate the location where the fire was caught.

Teng Dayin is a good person and a good official, but unfortunately he doesn't understand the economy at all. Cheng Zongyang said: Therefore, virtue is not enough to do the ability to do wrong things. It is not much different from having virtue but not being talented or not being virtuous.

Qin Hui said: Those who have no talent and no virtue?

Wang Tuan is a local snake in a small place, and he doesn't even have the ability to do something great. Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: But he is brave enough to give him five thousand stones, but he dares to get twenty thousand stones. Do you really think he can cover the sky with one hand in Yunzhou?

The news of the peace talks between the Song army and Jiangzhou was like an out-of-control wildfire. It spread throughout Hezhou in half a day and was determined to maintain high prices, but the price of Chengji Grain Store's 800 copper zhu per stone was like a stick, which beat the big grain stockers to the eye.

But for the people of Yunzhou, the most sensational news was that Wang Tuanlian, who had been rampant in Yunzhou for many years, suddenly became imprisoned. More than a dozen officials were imprisoned at the same time as him.

Immediately afterwards, the government retrieved 20,000 shi of grain from Wang Tuanlian's warehouse on the bank of the river and confessed to the officials. Wang Tuanlian took advantage of the opportunity of Changping the warehouse to enter the warehouse and exchanged 20,000 shi of rice for 20,000 shi of new grain from the warehouse.

The subsequent inspection of the prison arrest room at the fire site found that the inferior rice mixed in Wang Tuanlian not only mixed with a large amount of gravel, but also stuffed dead branches and leaves into puff bags to pretend to be grain, which eventually led to a disaster.

There are even rumors that Wang Tuanlian's capable butler and dozens of village soldiers who were involved in this matter were secretly silenced by him, and no corpse was found so far.

Teng Zhizhou was furious when he heard the news and reported the whole story of Chang Pingtiao's fire. He also asked to seize the official position of the troupe trainer Wang, who had no property and beheaded and showed the public.

News of Wang Tuanlian's fall spread, and the anger of the people of Yunzhou suddenly burst out. That night, countless complaints of Wang Tuanlian colluding with officials and fish and meat, piled up the study room of the prefect's yamen.

Cheng Zongyang bent down and entered the prison door, then stomped his feet, tidied his clothes, then a big mane-covered hand stretched out from behind, carrying a lantern to illuminate the dim prison cell.

Wang Tuanlian, who once known as the domineering king of Yunzhou, is now wearing heavy shackles and leaning against a pile of messy straws, without any trace of the past.

Cheng Zongyang smiled and bowed and congratulated Wang Tuanjian. Now you are not a group practitioner, so it's time to call your real name Wang Tiande

The flesh on Wang Tiande's face shook a few times, and his eyes showed a fierce light: The tiger falls into Pingyang and is bullied by a dog! Little boy, wait for the master to go out and you will be beautiful!

Going out? It's not that easy

Isn’t it just that Chang Ping’s warehouse is in a fire? Wang Tiande said viciously: At most, Wang’s property is not available, and the assassination is a military officer. Can he still be punished?

You really made you say it. Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: The Ministry of Justice has already planned a great prosecutor to cut off your head. And you don’t have to wait until after the autumn. It will take about ten days to kill the document and send it to Yunzhou. In other words, you only have more than ten days left to live.

Wang Tiande was stunned for a while, then his mouth trembled

Cheng Zongyang sneered in his heart, after all, a few heroes who can remain calm at the critical moment of life and death

Before this, I would like to tell you a good news: several houses in Yunzhou have been searched by the government, all the property and all the female family members in your residence have been sold to slaves...

The green-faced beast held a lantern, lifted the cloak with one hand, pushed a woman out of her arms, and stumbled over, but was pulled by Cheng Zongyang.

The woman's hands were tied with straw ropes, the beads and silver hairpins on her head had been pulled out, and her hair was inserted into a grass mark. She looked panicked and numb.

I heard that Wang Tuanlian’s wife was beautiful in life, so I bought it specially... Cheng Zongyang held up the woman’s chin and smiled: Sure enough, I didn’t disappoint her.

Wang Tiande yelled: Little boy! Don’t bully people too much!

Cheng Zongyang's face changed, he was too damn! I came to Yunzhou to do business, and I gave in to make money again and again, but you were more and more arrogant! I don't have to tell you one by one the bad things you have done over the years, right? Do you dare to ask for my woman? It's blind to your dog's eyes!

Wang Tiande yelled and scolded, but Cheng Zongyang just thought he was a mad dog fart, and he pinched the woman's face in a big way: Although he is a little older, he looks decent

The woman was repeatedly frightened, her house was raided, she was sold, and was held hostage by a half-human and half-beast monster. She was already scared and stupid, with a muted expression and speechless look.

Twist my butt and let me touch it

The woman seemed to wake up, her legs became weak, and she fell to the ground. Please, spare me! I am a woman, I don’t know anything in the house.

OK, stop pretending. Cheng Zongyang sneered: You are not a good person either. You are arrogant because of your husband's reputation, beating your maid to death, and bullying good people. Do you do a lot of these things?

The woman's face turned gray

If you hadn't instigated my maid to cheer for your son, Wang Tuanlian would kill those two beautiful maids? According to the rules, you should have been sold as an official prostitute. Is this young master kind enough to buy you out? Do you have to be happy to sell it to a brothel?

The woman was so trembling that she didn't dare to speak

Cheng Zongyang pointed to the green-faced beast: Why don’t I assign you to him?

The woman exclaimed: No! No!

Cheng Zongyang twisted his fingers and slapped the woman, the face of the woman, was sometimes blue and sometimes white, and then she lowered her head and slowly twisted her butt.

Cheng Zongyang opened his hand to grab her buttocks, touched her through the clothes, and said: Not bad! It's fat and soft, and I'll call you a pig in the future.

The woman didn't want to, and dared not object, so she had to respond softly.

The master is in a good mood today, so please take you here. As he said that, Cheng Zongyang patted her buttocks, and took off her pants!

Wang Tiande roared like thunder, and his scolding kept echoing indoors. The yamen runner who was guarding the cell had long been fed by Qin Hui with money, so he avoided the death row from the dead cell. No one looked here.

Cheng Zongyang's laughter sounded from time to time in Wang Tiande's scolding. Although his tone was relaxed, no matter how loud Wang Tuanlian scolded him, he could not suppress his voice.

Ah! Wang Tuanlian, you can just take the money, but you still want my woman? As a result, a business lost all your money and paid me all my wife. It was a big loss.

Tsk! What a round and upright big white butt, it must be very enjoyable to fuck!

It’s different if you have given birth to a baby. There is enough pine green-faced beast in the vagina. I guess your dick can be inserted!

Wait... open your butt!

Old beast, come and see the asshole of the pig. Is it a good young man?

Haven't even made the back garden flowers? Old beast, you really have no mood!

Haha, Wang Tuanlian, you have never touched such a wonderful aft court before. It’s really a waste of resources... Could it be that it was reserved for me?

Wang Tuanlian, you opened the bud in front of Mrs. Zun. Today I will open the bud in back of Mrs. Zun. Are we the best brothers?

Hello, the surname Wang, you call me so loudly and use Ah? Can you bite me? Mèi Pig! Come and bite one for your husband to see!

Amid the screams of the mèi pig, the white butt was pierced by the cock, she didn't take the young man from outside seriously. No matter how rich a businessman is, she is still a soft persimmon that her husband is kneaded casually. Until now, she sticks her butt like a bitch and is stabbed into her body by the young businessman with her butt. Her asshole is fucked and cracked by the hot big cock. She knows how outrageous she is wrong.

After a while, the pig knelt on the ground, while giving the new owner a blowjob, licking the dirt on the owner's penis with his lips and tongue, while his body kept spasming a stream of blood-stained semen hanging under her white butt, flowing all the way to Wang Tuanlian's wooden shackles.

Wang Tiande lay on the ground, gasping heavily, his beard was covered with white foam, and suddenly he spit out a mouthful of blood

Cheng Zongyang wiped the saliva from his penis clean on the face of the pig, then put it away, slowly tied his clothes.

Do you want to see your trash kid?

mèi Pig hesitated for a moment, then shook his head quickly

Don't be afraid, I'll send you to see him later. Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: It seems that waste also has the benefits of waste. Such a big case, the young master was not implicated. His home was confiscated and the person was thrown to the side of the road as a beggar. I was afraid that he would accidentally freeze to death. He specially sent someone to send him to the mountain in the south. Do you know what is in the mountain in the south?

Wang Tiande's face was distorted, he opened his mouth but didn't say anything

Originally, you wouldn't be so miserable if you offended me, but you are just a wolf in human skin! Cheng Zongyang gritted his teeth and said: The entire Jingxi village was destroyed by your housekeeper and subordinates. The man was killed, the woman was raped, and even the child was not spared. The village was set on fire! If I let you go, God knows how many more people you will harm? Therefore, I swear to the Jingxi people, let you taste the taste of the destruction of the family and the death of the people.

Cheng Zongyang said coldly: Don’t worry, when the son and Mrs. Zun arrive in the village, they will definitely be treated to by the surviving Jingxi people.

The mèi Pig listened, her fear in her eyes grew deeper and deeper. She suddenly rushed over and hugged his legs and begged, "Master, I will serve you well, please."

Cheng Zongyang waved his hand, and the green-faced beast opened his big hand, covered her mouth, and stuffed it into her clothes like a baby.

I won't kill you. Cheng Zongyang said to Wang Tiande: The State of Song has its own laws. Your fate is to be taken to the court. It is clear that the punishment will be made, so that everyone can see your fate. As for the life and death of the Lang and Mrs. Zun, it is impossible to tell you whether to die or not. Depending on their own fortune, I can only tell you that you are not unfair to die at all.