Things turned out to be exactly as Gu Zhao and Qin Chen had guessed.

Two or three days later, the news of Yang You's death reached the emperor. At the same time, the Yang family sold hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain, but part of the grain was intercepted by the garrisons in Jiangnan and Chu, and the whereabouts of the other large part of the grain were unknown.

The emperor was furious.

"How dare you sell so much grain? I will investigate you severely..."

"Pass the order down. All the granaries in Daxia must be carefully checked. I want to see how many insects are still there... Anyone who dares to collude with the enemy country or sell the grain in the granaries privately will be sentenced to death and his entire family will be exterminated..."

All the officials knelt on the ground, too frightened to say a word.

Some well-informed people have already passed the message to the clan and relatives. Now the emperor is furious, and this time, I am afraid that there will be rivers of blood again.

I don’t know how many people will be investigated.

The emperor had a notice posted to announce this news to the world.

"The Emperor, by the Will of Heaven, proclaims... Anyone who dares to sell grain to Mobei or the Northern Border will be punished with death and all nine generations of his clan will be executed..."

The literate people read the notice to the people.

The people stood in front of the notice and talked about it.

"Someone actually dared to sell food to Mobei and Beijing. They must be crazy, right? Mobei and Beijing have done so many bad things on our border with Daxia..."

"In my opinion, the death penalty and the extermination of nine generations of the family can deter these people who are greedy for money."

"Your Majesty is wise."

"They should be severely punished. Let's see who dares to do such a cruel thing in the future."

"You're right."

Most people thought that the imperial edict was a good one and that the emperor was wise, but some people were terrified after hearing the news.

When Xie Ming from the second branch of the Xie family saw the notice and knew what was going on, he was so scared that his legs went limp.

Most of the second branch's businesses were sold, but there were still dozens of grain shops. Some time ago, his cousin, who was their manager in Jiangnan, sent him a letter saying that he had sold grain at a high price and made a lot of money this time.

These days, there was news in the capital that people from Mobei and the northern border were buying food in Jiangnan, so he immediately sent someone to pass the news back. Now he didn't know what was going on.

"Father, something bad has happened..."

Xie Ming took a carriage to the villa. As soon as he got off the carriage, he almost fell to the ground.

"Master."

The servant supported Xie Ming, but Xie Ming quickly rushed towards the main courtyard.

Old Master Xie was drinking tea and talking with Old Madam Xie about finding marriages for his grandchildren.

"Father, mother, something big has happened."

Old Master Xie's hands trembled, and all the tea spilled on him, scalding him so much that he dropped the cup.

"Snapped."

The teacup fell to the ground and broke into many pieces.

"What's the big deal? What did your father teach you before? Why are you so nervous?"

"My son was just on the street when he saw the emperor's notice."

"What notice?" asked Old Master Xie with a frown.

"It's to investigate whether someone in Jiangnan is selling grain to Mobei and the Northern Border... The notice says that if anyone dares to sell grain to people in Mobei and the Northern Border, they will be sentenced to death and their entire clan will be exterminated..."

what?

Old Master Xie thought of what his eldest son had told him about selling more than 100,000 kilograms of grain.

"Who did you sell the more than 100,000 kilograms of grain to?"

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