The Wang family in Zaohua Town.
Wang Lingzhi, the master of the Wang family, led a group of people to the front hall.
There is a place dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests.
Regardless of whether the visitor is real or fake, he has already ordered people to treat him well and not to neglect him.
"Brother Wang, this person is really Luo Fengtang. How do you treat him?"
The masterful Zifeng suddenly said.
"More importantly, we must treat him well. What kind of person is the general? We, the Wang family, cannot afford to offend him."
Wang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, then replied. .
Before, he had been thinking about whether the person coming was fake, but he had somewhat neglected how to deal with the person coming if it was real.
People like General Luo always come to Zaohua Town to visit the Wang family? What is his intention?
He thought about it and was terrified.
What if... Luo Fengtang came here with the purpose of destroying the Wang family? How would he treat it?
On second thought, there was something wrong with that idea.
If we really want to deal with the Wang family, we can directly bring a team of people to block the exit from the Wang family's residence, and then break in through the main door.
No one from the Wang family can escape!
The more Wang Lingzhi thought about it, the more confused he became. Before he knew it, he had led a group of people to the hall outside.
After stepping in, he glanced around and inevitably noticed the man sitting on the chair.
The man looks very handsome, mature and steady, with the demeanor of a master.
He was sitting casually, with his back straight. He looked like he was from the military, and every move he made showed traces of careful and rigorous training.
Even if this person is not Luo Fengtang, he must be an officer in the army!
That kind of temperament can't be expressed in acting.
"Wang Lingzhi, how long will your family prepare to stock up on cotton?"
As soon as the man met, he said something solemnly.
Wang Lingzhi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body felt as if he had been hit by a dull hammer.
Come on, this is the rhythm of starting an army and asking for guilt as soon as you come.
"Are you General Luo?" Wang Lingzhi asked after all, he tried to calm down.
"How brave! The Marquis asked you a question, but you didn't answer it well?"
A loud shout was like thunder exploding.
There was nothing special about a man nearby when he was sitting. But when he stood up, Wang Lingzhi noticed that this man looked like an iron tower, nearly a head taller than him.
This is truly a "giant" man.
Duan Zifeng pressed his fingers on the hilt of the sword at his waist, took a step forward, and stood in front of Wang Ling.
Wang Lingzhi only had some rudimentary boxing and kicking skills, so if someone really wanted to attack him, he would have no power to fight back.
"Who are you?"
Wang Lingzhi was a little annoyed.
The identity has not yet been determined, but a servant dared to yell at him, his identity was simply unknown.
"I, Ding Ye, used to be an elder of the Yuan Soviet Union, but now he has abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. He is already a pawn of the Marquis. Humph, are you not convinced? I scold you, and you will have to bear it."
Ding Ye sneered.
Just because he is convinced by Luo Fengtang does not mean that he is equally convinced by others.
Especially a country squire like Wang Lingzhi who didn't have much martial arts skills was nothing in his eyes. He had slapped such a person once or twice.
According to his understanding, such people are often cheap. As long as they are whipped hard, not only will such people not be angry, but they will kneel down more thoroughly.
On the other hand, if you show too much respect to this kind of person, he will bite you back and make people shocked.
The elder of the Far Soviet Union, Ding Ye...
Wang Lingzhi quickly weighed the situation again and again in his mind, and he immediately bent down to salute.
"Xiaomin Wang Lingzhi paid homage to the general and met Elder Ding."
He had already guessed that the "Luo Fengtang" in front of him was the real Luo Fengtang, not fake at all.
"sit down."
Luo Fengtang said lightly.
"Yes." Wang Lingzhi winked and told Duan Zifeng to take two steps back.
Since it is certain that the person coming is really Luo Fengtang, then there is nothing they can do to harm Luo Fengtang.
"It's still the same question, Wang Lingzhi, you are a juren. Logically speaking, you should know the laws of Daqi. This does not mean that you cannot hoard cotton, but the time and quantity of hoarding are stipulated by the laws of Daqi. Your behavior, It has violated the laws of Qi!"
Luo Fengtang tapped his fingers on the table and spoke slowly one word at a time.
Daqi Law stipulates that large-scale hoarding of important materials related to the national economy and people's livelihood is not allowed.
This has been established since the time of Qi Taizu.
In this regard, Qi Taizu is indeed a strange person, and he has made all arrangements in advance.
But later generations did not strictly abide by the Daqi law.
Just like hoarding, who in Daqi is willing to abide by the rules now? The squires, landlords and businessmen are all hoarding, and the local officials are turning a blind eye, pretending not to see, and talking to each other. A silent tacit understanding was reached between them.
However, the rules are still there after all!
As long as Luo Fengtang takes out the rules, coupled with his almost invincible combat power and huge prestige, the rules that can be loosely followed can be turned into a noose to hang people.
"Master Marquis, our Wang family has been wronged. I didn't mean to hoard the goods. It's true that I can't sell them."
Wang Lingzhi cried out in pain.
Now he can only find excuses to cover up, otherwise, how can he get away with it!
"I asked someone to check. It's not that your cotton cannot be sold, it's that your price is too high." Luo Fengtang said coldly.
In fact, deep down, he didn't like this kind of hoarding squire. Even if Wang Lingzhi didn't do any obvious evil deeds on the surface, his hoarding behavior was enough to cause harm to many ordinary people.
Fortunately, what he was hoarding was cotton, not grain and salt, so there was still room for change. Otherwise, Luo Fengtang would not have come to the door. He would only send agents and soldiers to come directly to get the people.
"Mr. Hou Mingjian, the Wang family's asking price is really not high. It's because our principal for purchasing cotton is too high and we don't want to lose money."
Wang Lingzhi turned to Yu Feipeng, who was standing aside, and said, "Feipeng, go get the cotton account and show it to the Marquis. Be quick and don't waste time."
"Yes! Master." Yu Feipeng hurriedly sped up and left, and then the room fell into an awkward silence.
Luo Fengtang was drinking tea. He didn't say a word, just silent.
But being so silent makes people even more oppressive.
Soon, beads of sweat began to appear on Wang Lingzhi's forehead, and his back was soaked with sweat.
Every moment that followed was torture for him.
After finally hearing the footsteps coming from outside, Wang Lingzhi stood up and shouted, "Feipeng, are you okay?"
"Master, here we come."
Yu Feipeng quickly ran in from outside.
He was a little fat and hadn't exercised for a long time. The increased speed made him out of breath and he almost couldn't catch his breath.
He held his painful abdomen and carefully placed the account book on the table.
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