When the grain transport team organized by Lotte Yang entered Beijing city by both flood and drought routes, the whole city exploded. People rushed to tell each other and shouted, and the whole city suddenly became agitated.
"Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea has shipped grain... The Prime Minister has begun to stabilize grain prices... There is cheap rice at all intersections... Go quickly."
"It's incredible. The rice sent by the Prime Minister costs only 80 Wen per liter. God, the Prime Minister is a living Bodhisattva."
During the war years, food prices were already high. In addition, since rice was from the South, the price was even higher after being transported over long distances. In those days when the palace was in chaos, the price of 100 meters in Sijiu City was actually as high as 100 per liter. Fifty dollars.
Now Xiao Letian has slashed the price of rice to 80 yuan per liter, which is already the price of hybrid noodles. Now even hardworking people can afford white rice.
Scrambling, scrambling, scrambling... The whole city was scrambling for food. Everyone thought Xiao Letian was crazy. They were afraid that the rice would not be enough and they would ask the prime minister to return. All intersections where there were grain trucks were crowded with people.
"I want to buy rice, I want ten buckets... I want five buckets... I want three liters..." The guys from the Tanggu store floated back and forth in the crowd like small boats in the storm, and in the end even the rice cart was overturned. .
"Bold, if you dare to rob the Prime Minister's food, stop it..." The surrounding New Army did not stop the people's behavior, because they had received military orders before, and any chaos could only be suppressed by Shuntian Prefecture.
Now Shuntian Mansion and Jiumen Admiral Mansion are the younger brothers of the new army. Any squad leader can mobilize them by writing a note. The government servants and soldiers who used to be superior are now like the third grandson.
When this group of people saw that there were unscrupulous people who dared to steal the Prime Minister's food, it was not a big deal, so they started to pull away the whips and chains, "Damn it, a group of ungrateful bastards, they dare to steal food, and they dare to steal the Prime Minister's food. , I’ll scratch your skin and get cramps.”
The power of habit left by hundreds of years of despotic power is very strong. The common people became honest after being whipped, but there were also muttering voices in the crowd, "The Prime Minister's soldiers didn't even attack, but you beat them so hard... I Aren’t I just hungry?”
"Who's talking? That bastard is talking..." The whip cracked over the heads of the crowd, just like hitting an animal.
"No one said anything. Sir, please calm down, we didn't say anything..." All he got in exchange for his servile kneeling was a blank stare.
When order was restored, the government officials smiled and cupped their hands to the New Army squad leader and said, "Sir, please sit down and rest for a while. I will make you a pot of good tea..."
"No, our accusation is just to stand guard. Don't you know the military law like a mountain?" The officer was scared away with a glare.
The rice sales in Sijiucheng were thrilling. All the rice shop owners were crying. Who would sell the high-priced rice they were hoarding? They wanted to lower the price but were reluctant. Finally, they came up with a bad idea and secretly bribed Xin. The military officers asked the grain store to accept the remaining rice. Anyway, they didn't believe how much grain Xiao Letian could transport.
"Let's go, then Xiao Letian is just transporting a batch of food to provide for the people. If there is really enough food, why not sell it at the price of fifty cents per liter in good years? He doesn't have much rice at all."
Indeed, during the harvest years, the price of rice in the capital was generally fifty or sixty cents per liter. Before Daoguang, the price of rice was even lower, only forty cents per liter. Looking back to the prosperous period of Qianlong, the price of rice in the capital was actually thirty cents. When there was money, it was really a prosperous time.
The Pingyi grain shipped by Xiao Letian today was sold for 80 Wen, which is actually a very expensive price, but compared with the previous war years and the palace change, it was certainly cheap.
In the minds of this group of profiteers, Xiao Letian just pretended to be a wise prime minister and then changed his name to a wise prime minister. He was just pretending to be a pretense to confuse future generations.
Now that we have gained the reputation and pretended to be good, we still have to sell the remaining grain. After all, the grain merchants in the capital all have shares in the capital's powerful people, and you, Xiao Letian, have to give you some love and affection.
When the grain merchants secretly contacted the officers of the New Army, they did not expect that everything went smoothly. The officers of the New Army did not accept a single cent of bribes. They just said: "If you want to buy grain, just queue up. Buy as much as you want. We don't care what you are." Not as a grain merchant..."
Ouch, isn't this a challenge? If you, Xiao Letian, dare to play like this, we will swallow up all your food. Sure enough, when the boys came to the end of the line, they threw the big silver spindle on the food bag and said, "We will all eat the rest." It's rounded." This boldness and cheerfulness shocked the guys from Tanggu and Ryukyu.
The people behind him went crazy when they heard it. What do you mean? You all bought it, so what are we going to eat? The crowd immediately became chaotic, and several tall young men tried to hit people with their fists.
The government servants and soldiers jumped out again, whips and chains clanking. These unscrupulous people dared to make us lose face in front of the new army masters, so we had to arrest a few of them.
They came to frighten and beat them, and finally suppressed the people. Under the eyes of countless hatred, the grain was all transported away by the group of grain merchants.
"I can't live this life, wuwuwu..." I don't know which woman it was, but she sat down on the ground and cried loudly. Infected by her, the whole street was filled with cries.
At this moment, Xiao Letian, wearing a brand-new general uniform, appeared on the street riding a black Arabian horse with his bodyguards. All the new troops standing guard stood at attention and saluted.
"Quiet, the Prime Minister is on inspection... salute." With a bang, a squad of soldiers gave Xiao Letian a new military salute.
The title of Prime Minister was not blown out, and there was a sudden silence at the crossroads. The new army was saluting, and the government officials and the soldiers of the Nine Admirals hurriedly attacked thousands of people, while the people in the darkness were so frightened that they knelt down when they saw Xiao Letian's formation.
Could it be that the crying made the Prime Minister angry, and the Prime Minister wanted to suppress him? Since ancient times, officials and businessmen have been integrated, and rich people and officials wear the same pants. Maybe Xiao Letian really wants to suppress him.
Xiao Letian was sitting on horseback, his knee-high leather boots were polished to a shine, his patent leather hat was embroidered with gold threads, the tassels on his body were like a finishing touch, and there was a gift from the President of the United States inserted in his waistband. Colt pistol, and a Western command knife inlaid with gems hung on the other side.
The aura of the superior and the heroic aura of hundreds of battles oppressed everyone who did not dare to raise their heads and knelt on the ground trembling.
This was the effect Xiao Letian wanted. He got off his horse and respectfully helped the elder in the crowd. "This elder doesn't dare to kneel to me. His life will be shortened. Please tell me why you are crying. Don't worry, I will help you." You decide..."
With a smile that could melt ice, the old man trembled and recounted everything that had just happened, and finally emphasized, "We don't dare anymore. We will go home now and never dare to cause trouble again..."
"Hahaha... You guys, you guys." Xiao Letian laughed, "Isn't it just food? I, Xiao Letian, have plenty of it. Elders and fellow villagers, if you believe me, just wait another quarter of an hour, and I, Xiao Letian, will sell it myself. Give you food.”
"Come here, let the caravan outside the city hurry up. I will see new food in a quarter of an hour."
"Yes." The messenger roared, urging his horse to gallop out of the city, while Xiao Letian put on a people-friendly attitude and chatted with the people one by one.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen such a high-ranking official who was so friendly to the people. He smiled so brightly and spoke so frankly. He actually had candies and beef jerky in his pockets to share with the children.
A few words of filial piety and a few words of heart-warming comfort. This was treatment that ordinary people in the late Qing Dynasty could not imagine. Almost everyone cried.
"You are a wise prime minister... You are a wise prime minister. With your warm words, we will have enough even if we don't have food..."
In fact, there is no one in the world who cannot be moved. In the end, even the shady government officials had red eyes.
At this time, the sound of rolling wheels was heard again on the long street, and the second batch of rice was delivered to the capital. Now the people were even more joyful, and Xiao Letian's image in their hearts was suddenly lifted to the sky.
"The prime minister and the princes will live on for generations... the princes and princes will live on for generations."
When the price of 70 cents per liter of rice was inserted into the cart, the people burst into an earth-shattering roar. This roar shook the whole city and could be heard clearly in all the palaces of princes, ministers and even the palace.
"Follow the Prime Minister and you will have food to eat...Follow the Prime Minister and you will have food to eat...The Prime Minister and the Dukes will live forever."
It’s done, Xiao Letian’s eyes shone brightly, and he nodded to the surroundings. Countless disguised craftsmen in the crowd began to rush towards the countless food sales points. They wanted to spread this slogan throughout the city.
"If you follow the Prime Minister, you will have food to eat... Everyone shouts together, if you follow the Prime Minister, you will have food to eat... The Prime Minister said that as long as the whole city is shaken, 60 cents per meter..."
Food is the foundation of a country's governance. If there is food, there will be peace, but if there is no food, there will be chaos. This law has not been broken for thousands of years. Today, Xiao Letian used his own skills to make countless people accept what he wants them to remember. Label, that is, following Prime Minister Xiao will make a living.
Xiao Letian believes that in less than half a year, this slogan will spread all over the country and become a famous saying on the lips of all poor and hungry people, and his reputation will soar to the sky.
Sure enough, under the instigation of the execution hall craftsmen, the people in the four-nine cities went crazy. They shouted slogans: "Follow the Prime Minister and you will have food. The Prime Minister will be waiting for you forever... We want 60 Wen."
This sound soared into the sky, and all the nobles, including the royal family in the palace, trembled in this sound. At that time, Weng Tonghe recalled the slogans of Chen Sheng and Wu Guangda in the history books, including the proverb of Li Zicheng in the late Ming Dynasty.
"Open the city gate to welcome King Chuang. King Chuang will not pay for his food when he comes. Xiao Letian is a heart-wrenching thief. How could he do this? Who else in the world can control him..." Weng Tong and Ku were sitting in the study. , tears flowed out.
Xiao Letian got on his horse and said proudly, "Okay, since you believe me, then as you wish, we will sell rice for 60 cents per liter and sell grain in unlimited quantities..."
The nuclear weapon that bombarded people's hearts in the Middle Ages was finally detonated by Xiao Letian, and the land of Gyeonggi went completely crazy.
