Hearing Shen Laosan's words, Yang Dong couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
Finally, I tricked Shen Laosan into coming.
This fat man has a bright mind and ambition. If used properly, it can be a good move.
Today, the Great Zhou Dynasty is poor and weak, and land annexation is serious.
If Yourong wanted to revitalize the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was inevitable to clean up the aristocratic families.
But today’s Great Zhou royal family does not have this ability at all!
Therefore, we can only find another way and use the power of merchants to balance the privileges of aristocratic families.
I am indeed a caring and considerate little cotton-padded jacket!
Yang Dong thought so, but his eyes fell on Shen Laosan again.
"Tell me, that old dog Lin Chunqiu, what is the purpose of letting you merchants come to Luozhou?"
Shen Laosan finally stopped covering up and confessed everything like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.
"The noble man doesn't know something. In fact, Lin Chunqiu..."
As Shen Laosan spoke, Yang Dong's expression became increasingly grim.
He did not expect that Lin Chunqiu, an old dog, would completely disregard the lives of the people of Luozhou and maliciously raise the price of food in order to make the Lin family and the merchants make huge profits.
But I didn't expect that Lin Luo would go one step further. He kicked away the merchants arranged by Lin Chunqiu, and then joined forces with the old prince Ji Zhong to harvest the poor people of Luozhou.
Fortunately, there are Qinglian and Bailian sects, and Han Zheng is in charge of the Prefectural Mufu.
If not, the number of people who died in Luozhou would probably be several times the current number!
Thinking of this, Yang Dong wished he could kill Lin Chunqiu, an old dog.
But he knew very well that Lin Chunqiu was still an indispensable person in the court today.
It’s so frustrating!
No wonder Yourong is always gloomy. With such a thing in the court, who can be in a good mood?
Yang Dong thought to himself, a cold look suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Good Lin Chunqiu, since you are no longer a human being, I don’t have to treat you as one.
The feng shui here in Luozhou is very good.
In this case, let’s use this place as the Lin family’s burial ground!
"Xiao Shen, come here, I have something to tell you!"
…
Late that night, Shen Laosan left Jiaocheng in the dark of night.
Leaving with him were two spies from the West Factory.
Yang Dong looked at the north in the distance, with a sneer on his lips.
The Lin family has been running rampant for many years, and it's time to crack down on it.
It's a pity that Lin Man'er, a fairy, was born into the wrong family, otherwise...
I don’t know how well she has learned ventriloquism...
…
Pingzhou, General's Mansion,
Before taking off his armor, General Yang Yan picked up the hot tea on the table and poured it into his mouth.
"Huh, are these wolf cubs like Da Qin so serious even if they are just feinting?"
He exhaled heavily, a look of exhaustion appeared on his face.
"I wonder if Hou Jin's group of barbarians will be tricked by this?"
"They want a horse farm, but little do they know that what this general wants is these 100,000 cavalry!"
While he was thinking, suddenly a herald came trotting all the way.
"General Qi, something bad has happened!"
"Later Jin's 100,000 cavalry troops marched south and have now invaded the hinterland of Youzhou."
"Youzhou's morale has plummeted. The state pastor, Mr. Xu, has rushed eight hundred miles to send a letter asking for help."
"General, shall we send troops immediately to help Youzhou?"
Yang Yan took the letter asking for help, but without reading it, he tore it into pieces.
"Now that the Jin Iron Cavalry is in full swing, why should we send troops now?"
"Don't you have defenders in Youzhou? Let them hold off the opponent first. I need to write a military letter to the capital!"
"Come here, I will serve you with pen and ink!"
…
Beijing, Lin Mansion,
Lin Chunqiu is still cutting bamboo in the bamboo garden.
But what he held in his hand today was not a hatchet, but a prairie-style sickle.
A sickle is not as useful as a hatchet for cutting bamboo.
But the sickle has a thick blade and is more efficient at cutting bamboo.
"Is there any news from Luozhou?"
He said lightly, as if talking to himself. But the next second, a black shadow appeared from the side.
"Master, over in Luozhou, the young master cooperated with the old prince Ji Zhong to raise the price of food. Now he has made several times the profit."
"In addition, according to the tip, there seems to be a killer team that sneaked into the territory of the Qingbai Sect and massacred many ordinary people. However, according to the young master's letter, it is not clear who is behind this killer team."
Lin Chunqiu nodded slightly, a hint of chill flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"Luo'er still lacks some heat!"
"What's the difference between cooperating with that old guy Ji Zhong and seeking skin from a tiger?"
"But I, Luo'er, am capable of slaying a dragon, so I'm not afraid of a mere old tiger."
"Write a letter to tell Luo'er that you can go ahead and do whatever you want in Luozhou. Even if the sky falls, I will still be there to hold you up."
Lin San slightly cupped his hands, and his figure instantly disappeared in the bamboo garden.
Lin Chunqiu continued to cut wood with his head lowered. After a long time, he heard another rush of footsteps.
This time, he put away the sickle, stood up and patted the dirt on his body.
"Counting the days, it's almost over."
"I just want to go into the palace and ask the little emperor what his plans are."
"With Hou Jin's cavalry here, the little emperor will definitely not act rashly."
"This Luozhou will eventually fall into the hands of my Lin family."
"As for that old guy Ji Chong, give him a grand burial!"
…
In the capital city, above the main hall,
The empress' face was stern, and her majestic gaze swept over the officials present.
"The Hou Jin cavalry drove straight in, and more than half of the Youzhou defenders were lost."
"Now most of Youzhou has fallen into the hands of Hou Jin. My dear friends, what should I do in Zhou Dynasty?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the ministers and officials in the hall changed wildly.
They looked at each other, then silently lowered their heads and pretended to be ostriches.
In fact, no official who can get to this level is a fool.
They knew very well what was going on in Youzhou.
Youzhou's mountainous terrain is a natural barrier for the Great Zhou Dynasty. If Youzhou is lost, Hou Jin can drive straight in and reach the capital.
So in principle, Youzhou cannot be lost.
But with the current situation in the Zhou Dynasty, who dares to talk about principles?
Didn't everyone choose to remain silent without looking at the Chief Assistant?
The national treasury is empty and people's livelihood is in ruins. What is the difference between fighting at this moment and giving away people's lives?
No one is a fool,
As a result, the atmosphere in the entire hall became increasingly solemn, but extremely quiet.
Looking at the civil and military officials who bowed their heads and remained silent, Ji Ziyue's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Are these wine bags and rice bags all I have left in my great Zhou Dynasty?
It would be great if Xiao Dongzi was by my side!
Perhaps Xiaodongzi was transferred back from Youzhou when the time came?
Her mind moved slightly, and then a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.
Xiaodongzi is out of the palace for the first time to work. If he fails to achieve results, I will transfer him back. Then he would lose his prestige in the palace.
If I want Xiao Dongzi to be able to support Da Zhou one day, I must let him achieve success in Luozhou.
Xiaodongzi, you have to work hard!
Don't let me down.
