Chapter 239

"The little woman thanked her husband first..."

Meng Zhan's friend quietly moved away from Meng Zhan's concubine room.

Not to mention anything else, just based on the gossip he overheard just now, he felt that... In the name of Meng, meeting is not as famous as meeting.

Meng's actions against human relations, such as filling himself with concubines, are unheard of.

He doesn't want to get involved in these mess.

"The governor of Meng needs to meditate and recuperate after these twists and turns, and he can't get angry again, so as not to hurt the foundation."

Before the medical officer stepped out of the street where Meng's house was located, he was hurriedly called back. He wrote a new prescription and told him a few words.

The friend also took advantage of this opportunity to say goodbye and never leave. He was worried that he would hear some hot scandals.

When Meng Da died, all the people in Meng's house mourned. They were dressed in plain linen. The Meng family army was also ordered to mourn for the two husband.

Meng Zhan naturally encountered a lot of resistance and was severely reprimanded by several family elders.

Who is Meng?

A "legitimate son" who is not weak yet!

He was a legitimate son, but some family elders who had heard of him knew that Meng data's identity was different. The identity of the legitimate son still needed to be marked with a question mark. Meng's family was not short of people to the point where Meng data was indispensable. There were still many candidates for Meng's attack.

A "legitimate son" died and let the whole Meng family army mourn for him.

Who does he think he is?

The emperor of Dongqing royal family died, and maybe they can't enjoy this treatment.

More importantly, it is still a very critical moment. The riots in Mengjun County of Cangzhou are getting worse and worse, and the mobs are everywhere.

Meng Jiajun still needs to clean up these colleagues. Where does he have time to guard for a hairy boy?

Speaking of this, the source of this civil unrest is still Meng data.

If the boy had not been too bastard and provoked public resentment, where would Meng face such an embarrassing situation?

It's just right to die. Anyway, I'm not born right.

If Meng Zhan hadn't doted on him to the bone, asked the stars not to give the moon, and even ignored the eldest son of the serious 800 attack clan, several elders wouldn't bother to pay attention to Meng data... It's just a piece of mud that can't help up the wall. It wastes air alive and land dead.

Meng Zhan seems to have eaten the weight and iron his heart. He is stunned and refuses to give way.

As a result, there were several voices within the Meng family army. The news of civil unrest they painstakingly concealed seemed to have spread to the people like wings. The people near the county received the wind, were in panic and were in danger.

"Meng, it's really a sin!"

A simple carriage stopped on the mountain road. The man in blue in the carriage opened the curtain and saw the chaotic and competing people outside. One by one, they were ragged and looked hungry and yellow, just like a scene of troubled times. The man sighed in his heart and put down his hand to lift the curtain.

Look, isn't it the man who was a guest in Meng's house before?

At this time, the guard outside asked him in a low voice.

"Master, will you go back to Beijing first, or..."

The guard's voice was somewhat concerned and nervous. When they came out, there were only 11 people, including the men. If such a small group of people met a large wave of rioters, they did not dare to ensure the safety of the men in the car. It was dangerous to stay a little longer.

The man was silent for a moment and said, "no, go to Langya!"

He had some doubts and was eager to verify the young friend who had forgotten his years.

The guard did not want to, so he gave a sound and took the reins of the carriage.

Soon, this seemingly ordinary carriage completely disappeared in the vast mountain road.

"Yuanjing, what kind of students do you accept..."

Vaguely, I seem to hear the man complain like this.

There were different voices within the Meng family army, and the lax suppression intensified the already severe civil unrest.

Hejian County, only half a month away from Meng County, was naturally affected first.

Jiang Pengji make complaints about her return from the street, and the information she collected is very cold. The audience living on the screen can feel the low air pressure across her screen, and the bullet screen comments on Tucao are also reduced in large quantities.

"Food prices have soared to eight times the original... In this way, the supply is still in short supply." Xu Ke hurriedly jumped down from the carriage, hurried to Jiang Pengji's study and knelt down in front of her, "Lang Jun, now it's time for us to do it."

When the grain price is really high, it will be difficult for them to lower the price. At that time, they will face the boycott of the grain merchants in Hejian county. Behind these grain merchants are all gentry. One or two Liu families are not afraid. It is hard to say if they unite.

"Don't worry..." Jiang Pengji's face was expressionless and seemed to be thinking about something. This posture made Xu Ke almost speechless. Is it time to pretend to be cold? "Let me ask you, have you found refugees fleeing from nearby counties and counties?"

"Not near Hejian County, but there are many in Zisang County..."

Zisang county is near Hejian County, which is closer to Cangzhou Mengjun.

There are refugees, if they appear first there.

"I see." Jiang Pengji beat her palm and said, "tell the grain shop to send out the signboard advertisement and spread it all over Hejian County as far as possible. Be sure to let every people know that the three grain shops will buy a large number of cheap rice."

"Advertising?" Xu Ke was stunned, "what is that?"

"The meaning of advertising is to hire thirty or fifty children or hooligans who are familiar with the nearby road sections, give them some money and let them shout on the street..." Jiang Pengji explained, "in short, we must let the people know as soon as possible."

Xu Ke's eyes flashed. If it weren't for the wrong scene, he really wanted to praise his husband's idea.

Nowadays, there are too few literate people. Even if a notice is posted at the gate of the city, not many people know the news of the grain shop, with little effect.

If children or local ruffians shout everywhere, it is indeed faster and wider than simply posting notices.

The key is that the labor cost is not high.

"Ke, do it now."

Xu Ke calmed down, bowed to Jiang Pengji, got up and stepped back.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Pengji suddenly shouted and stopped Xu Ke who was eager to leave. "Before doing this, go and find out which grain shop has the lowest price. The price we set is always 20% lower than the lowest!"

Xu Ke forced his face: "isn't it... Setting ordinary food prices?"

Jiang Pengji hissed and said, "we just need to be kinder than black hearted merchants. We are good people, understand?"

Xu Ke continues to be ignorant, which is different from the painting style he imagined.

"Don't worry, this price won't last." Jiang Pengji calmly said, "our price is only 20% lower than that of other grain shops. If they want to compete, they will naturally lower the price. At that time, we will lower the price by another 20%..."

She didn't think that when other people's food went to heaven, she would maintain the original price. In this way, she would pull hatred and be careful to be smashed into the shop.