The daughter of a general is reborn to save the whole family of the marquis

Late at night, thick clouds hovered above Qingyang City. Although obscured by the darkness, the depressing atmosphere could not be ignored.

Lei Yushan stood trembling in the main hall of a well-preserved mansion near the county magistrate's mansion.

There were two people sitting on the big chair right in front of him. The man was wearing a black cloak with a black hood, and the woman was dressed in snow-white. Both of them had their faces covered.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman said, "Didn't you say earlier that all the food in Qingyang City is in your hands?"

The voice came from Runxue. Her voice was cold and sharp, like a sword, slashing towards Lei Yushan's face.

Lei Yushan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "That's true. I bought all the food that could be collected in Qingyang City. I also bought all the food that could be bought near Qingyang City. I don't know why the Yan family shop appeared."

He looked extremely nervous, and didn't seem like a liar.

Runxue and Dongfang Shuo looked at each other. They were also surprised and shocked by today's situation.

What they couldn't accept was that the Yan family shop was actually opened by Chu Heyi. They didn't even know when Chu Heyi stockpiled the grain and when he entered Qingyang City.

Before today, they had not received any news.

Lei Yushan took out the account book from his bosom and presented it carefully with both hands: "In fact, there is no need for you two nobles to panic. According to my many years of experience, there is only so much food in Qingyang City, and most of it is already in my hands. I think the food in the Yan family shop should be shipped from other places. They are probably doing a loss-making business and just trying to gain publicity."

Runxue clenched her hands slightly on her knees. Why would Chu Heyi lose money to gain publicity?

There is no need for them in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to do this unless they want to seize power and usurp the throne, but as far as she knows, Chu Heyi and the people in the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion have no such intentions.

Then why did Chu Heyi do this?

Is she the Virgin Mary?

Lei Yushan continued, "Before they opened the shop, I didn't even know they existed. Maybe they just heard that Qingyang City was short of food recently, so they wanted to get a piece of the pie. If we can stop their food team from entering Qingyang City, I think the food they have will not last long."

This is an account book for purchasing grain. Runxue took it, glanced at it, and confirmed that most of the grain was in Lei Yushan's hands.

Maybe Chu Heyi really can't hold on for much longer.

They just need to wait patiently.

Runxue said: "Don't change the price of food, and wait patiently."

Lei Yushan was blindfolded and taken away. Until he got home, he had no idea where he had been or who he had met.

Dongfang Shuo and Runxue thought that Chu Heyi's involvement and lowering of grain prices was already bad news, but the next morning, even worse news came.

The team delivering relief food has arrived.

And for some reason, soon after the relief food was delivered, the victims got wind of the news and gathered outside the county magistrate's office to make a fuss, demanding that they distribute the relief food to help the victims.

There were flashes of shock in Runxue and Dongfang Shuo's eyes. They knew that Shengjing City was sending relief grain, but they arranged people to intercept the relief grain in order to prevent it from being delivered in time so that they could sell the stockpiled grain at a good price.

As a result, not only has the relief food been delivered, but the victims have also been informed of it first.

Runxue pursed her lips and said in a deep voice: "Our plan has been discovered and broken. Who could it be? Chu Heyi?"

Dongfang Shuo comforted her: "Don't worry, our people didn't do anything. Even if Chu He's consciousness was broken, it won't be blamed on us. Besides, the relief grain is not much, so it won't affect the grain price."

Runxue was not as optimistic as Dongfang Shuo. She was still very worried, which forced her to start thinking of countermeasures - if someone traced the case back to her, how to resolve the crisis.

Although the relief grain is not much, it involves the victims and the voice of the people. Once something happens, their reputation will be ruined and they will lose the support of the people. When they ascend to the position of the Nine Martial Supreme in the future, they will inevitably have a lot of dark history.

She would never allow such a thing to happen.

After a long while, she said, "Since the victims know that the relief food has arrived, let's arrange for people to distribute porridge. However, the relief food is very little. In order for everyone to have a mouthful of porridge every day and not starve to death, put less grain when making the porridge."

Dongfang Shuo had been with her for a long time, and he could understand her hidden meaning just by listening to her words.

All the "saved" food will belong to them.

Only when the people get less food for free can it be proved that there is a food shortage, and the price of food can remain high.

Runxue took a deep breath, cheered herself up, washed and dressed, then went out with Dongfang Shuo to arrange people to set up a porridge stall, let the victims line up, and start distributing porridge at noon.

Many people heard the news and came, lining up outside the porridge stall, holding bowls in their hands, looking forward to it.

Those victims who had lost their homes and were starving to death also tried their best to support their frail bodies and line up.

"The relief grain from the imperial court has arrived. We can finally have something to eat today."

"The court has not given up on us, and the King and his wife have not given up on us..."

Many people were so excited that they burst into tears.

After days of autumn rain, a sunny day came. This morning, the red sun rose from the other side of the mountain. As time passed, the sun became hotter and hotter, but none of the victims in the team left. On the contrary, the team became longer and longer.

It was only a morning's wait, but it felt like a lifetime for them before the soldiers finally started distributing porridge.

I was full of expectations, but when I saw the porridge, I was completely disappointed. The porridge was basically just soup, and the number of rice grains could be counted.

"What's the difference between your porridge and water? Does the imperial court want to kill us all?" The victims who still had strength left started to make a fuss.

He was immediately surrounded by a dozen soldiers, one of whom explained, "There are too many disaster victims in Qingyang City, and there is still a long time to go. The rice porridge must be much lighter, otherwise, in a few days, everyone will have no food to eat and will starve to death! Although you are hungry now, you can keep your life and wait for the next relief! If you are not satisfied, you can't drink this bowl of porridge!"

It was an explanation but also a threat, very ferocious. Afterwards, no one dared to make a fuss and the victims were angry but not able to speak out.

Runxue was in the dark, watching the porridge distribution scene and seeing countless miserable victims. Their hands holding the porridge bowls were trembling slightly, but her eyes were always cold, without a trace of melting.

That day, she bought spies to find out how much food Chu Heyi had.

What she didn't know was that Chu Heyi was also keeping an eye on the granary under her command, and found where the imperial relief grain was. At dawn, he took Baihua and the others and took action.