Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Summer night showers come and go quickly.A downpour dilutes the heat of the past few days, and the corners of the robes of Basho passing by are covered with dew, creating a subdued coolness.

Yi Dunnan, the leader of the seven great merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, wore light single clothes, using the most expensive materials in the south of the Yangtze River, but the patterns were as low-key as possible.He was standing under the dripping eaves, with his hands on the back of the four-wheeler.As for the person in the wheelchair, no matter how violent the rainstorm is, it can't deter him, because those eyes that are as sharp as a hawk have seen the most subversive impermanence in this world.

Gao Wujiu escaped from the heavy snow half a year ago, but failed to save his own legs.The severe cold deprived him of the right to walk independently, and the custom-made four-wheeled vehicle completely crushed the dignity of a generation of powerful officials.

Now he relies on people everywhere, even if he looks up, all he can see is the square inch of sky covered by the eaves.

"Selling grain seeds and grabbing the market at a low price, I can't see that Feng Lin has a bit of a ditch in his chest. Jizhen, we have met our opponents this time."

Hearing someone calling his name, Yi Dunnan came back to his senses, took the car away from the corner of the eaves where it was falling into the water, and said "yes" in a low voice.

Gao Wujiu is used to Yi Dunnan bowing his head and obeying his ears in front of him, even though the two families had a good relationship in Qin and Jin Dynasties, the Yi Dun family was always a pawn supported by the Gao family, no different from those ghostly monks.

He was very satisfied with the other party's respect, patted the back of Yi Dunnan's hand and said: "The granary in Jiangning Mansion is so shallow that the refugees can't help looting it. Furthermore, opening the granary to grow it is already against the laws of the Yan Kingdom. Feng Lin is under heavy pressure , can’t ship at low prices indefinitely. Let’s fight him to the end. Once the official warehouse bottoms out, the trading company will immediately surge back. At that time, if the refugees want to survive the winter, they can only be at their mercy. Feng Lin can’t do anything against the top or the bottom Confession, he is definitely wearing the hat of chaos."

Yi Dunnan's eyebrows twitched, and he said in a low voice: "Back then, the trading company had spent a lot of money hoarding grain seeds. Now that they don't know the details of the government, they blindly bargain.

Gao Wujiu heard the meaning of his words, withdrew his hand, and smiled coldly: "Okay, that's great, it's only been a long time since Gao's family has been down, and someone has started to make small plans."

Yi Dunnan was extremely cautious and did not dare to express his position lightly, only his leaning forward body showed his inner loyalty as always.

Gao Wujiu turned around the car, his expression softened slightly when he saw this, he looked directly at Yi Dunnan and said, "Jizhen, if your daughter marries my Gao family, the marriage of your children will become the strongest bond between the two families. Don't do it at this time You are distracted, with King Yan's temperament, he will not give you a chance to turn back."

The rain was beating, and the plantains were swaying, as if someone's wandering mind had fallen into the darkness beyond the reach of the bright lights.

When the market opened in the morning of the next day, the seven major trading companies put up banners one after another, stating that the price of grains fell to [-]% of the usual level, which was [-]% lower than that in Beishi.

The refugees were shocked.

After all, on the occasion of difficult disaster relief, high quality and low price is the constant purpose of the disaster victims.No one can tell when the Jiangning Warehouse will be emptied, so why not take advantage of the profiteer's advantage and avenge the price hike that day.

People have the same heart and the same reason.As soon as the news of the price drop of the seven major trading houses came out, crowds of people rushed back to the shops in the city.

On the other side, Beishi was also unwilling to lag behind.

The general trend of the business war has been established, and Canglang simply does not hide it. He expressly ordered that no one in the official market or prime ministers would care about it, and only half of the price would be lowered.In the end, the two sides opened a night market to fight fiercely. In just three days, the price of grain and goods fell to [-]% of parity, and then fell into a tacit stalemate.

Everyone knows that this fight is about inventory, but if one party ends up dismal because of lack of inventory, the result is doomed to lose everything.After all, the real intention of merchants to lower prices is to raise prices suddenly until the bottom of the valley, and then get them back by a hundred times.

Losing money is not the key point. For Feng Lin, if he loses this battle, he will not only lose a grain of rice, but also the hearts and minds of the government and the opposition.

This is enough to kill.

For this reason, Cang Lang did not dare to take it lightly, and as the price fell to a critical point, he wished he could plunge into Beishi and stare at the movement in the city all the time.Feng Lin felt sorry for Mr., and apart from checking the inventory in the Jiangning warehouse, he spent all his time sitting in Beishi, called Yunchou. In fact, he just wanted to make sure that the man slept well last night.

The evening breeze was cool, and the Canglang lay on Feng Lin's lap as a pillow.After dinner, he was so tired that he could not help dozing off in front of piles of papers.

Feng Lin bears a wave effortlessly.There was an endless stream of trucks transporting grain seeds ahead, and even though he had told the crowd to keep their voices down, the light from the wind lantern was still too dazzling. Feng Lin covered the eyes of Mr. Block the light for him.

After sleeping quietly for a long time like this, Cang Lang suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth and said, "Jiang Ningcang is in a hurry, and it's unsustainable to last until the fourth day."

Feather eyelashes scratched Feng Lin's palm, but he didn't lift his hand, he just said: "The account has been settled, sir, please have a look."

Having said that, Cang Lang flicked the hand covering his eyes several times but couldn't get rid of the hand covering his eyes. He laughed angrily: "Wolf cub, take it away!"

Yin Luo's eyes brightened, Feng Lin's childlike narrow smile touched Cang Lang's heart.He stretched out his hand to grab the braid, and saw that the wolf cub had arranged the accounts very beautifully while he was dozing off.

Not only that, Cang Lang cares more about the strong and good writing than the account itself.A long time ago, Qiu Qianqing was a strict teacher in addition to being lenient. He once warned Feng Lin that calligraphy should be like a person. No matter which style is practiced, the skeleton of the calligraphy must be square and straight.

However, the wolf cubs were enlightened too late after all, and the handwriting is really not good-looking.At that time, Qiu Qianqing knew nothing about Feng Lin's life experience, so he asked a lot, "Is no one at home teaching you how to read?"

He still remembers the wolf cub's dim eyes at that moment.Thinking about it later, the fourth son of the emperor was born in the cold palace, Man said that he was surrounded by illiterate court ladies and eunuchs, even if he knew how to read, who would teach it to a prince who fell out of favor?

Realizing that he owed his words, Qiu Qianqing turned his back on his achievements and stayed up for three nights to write a copybook for his young apprentice, and told him to copy it, and strive to "have a character with character and a person with a grand heart".In this way, he was the first person to teach wolf cubs Xiang Xu.

Now, Feng Lin can already write very well.In those years when he forgot about the relationship between master and apprentice, he still abided by his master's teaching, practiced and imitated it over and over again, trying to get the master's spirit from the lines.

Cang Lang stretched out his finger, and stroked the faint green stubble on Feng Lin's lips, "We have no food, and we still have money. As long as we use some tricks to swallow up the inventory of the big merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, we can beat them up." If you hold your breath, you will hurt your muscles and bones."

He was talking about the money that the Kuichuan maritime merchants had promised to help. Feng Lin laughed, thinking that the husband was cute, cupped his cheeks and said affirmatively: "Yes, we have money, and the husband can do whatever he wants."

However, what Cang Lang wants to do is far more than that simple.

The wrestling between him and the seven major merchants in the south of the Yangtze River was thus unfolded. On the surface, this matter was a competition between the two companies, but in secret, it was a competition between people's hearts.But in fact, Cang Lang wanted to push the knife even deeper, cutting directly at the vital points of the trading company and even his relatives in the south of the Yangtze River.

He wants the jurisdiction over the entire Jiangning granary.

After the ink corruption case in Minzhou, the strategy of Jin Ou was implemented, and the coastal garrison had begun to take shape after several years of construction;

The Beijing Duyi case not only wiped out the wings of the relatives for the crime of "forming a party", but more importantly, Canglang successfully won the Dingxi General's Mansion, and Wang Lang's smooth appointment means that the Nanyang Navy has been brought under his command.

The defense is strong and the army is complete. Now, it only needs to build a granary in Jiangnan, the hub adjacent to Minzhou, and use the unique advantages of water transportation to ensure the supply of grain and grass. Then everything is ready for Canglang.

What he has to do is to mobilize all the favorable conditions to help Feng Lin fight a beautiful battle that will shock the past and present—to completely quell the Japanese invasion that has plagued the three coastal states for many years, and to truly restore peace to Dayan.

This is the battle to lay the foundation for Feng Lin to reach the peak of power, and it is also a key step for the name Qiuqianqing to be seen again.

Cang Lang thought so, but he couldn't confess his heart to everyone.

Therefore, when Yan Mo learned from the spies that the masked civil servants under King Yan secretly ordered Jin Yiwei to disguise himself and carry a few carts of cash to the commercial shops in the city to clear the goods, he was admiring at first, but then his mind was wide open.

"With such a big commotion, it seems that King Yan has made up his mind to fight with the Seven Great Merchants. He only cares about fighting himself to his heart's content, and when the time comes, he will pat his ass and leave, but he will have to clean up the mess left behind."

The spy seemed to understand, and asked in puzzlement: "It's obvious that the Seven Great Merchants were the first to pick things up. Didn't His Highness's actions just give you a bad breath?"

"What do you know?"

Yan Mo brushed off his sleeves, squinted and said, "Half of Jiangnan's finances and taxes come from the commercial workshops in the city. The collapse of the seven major families is their own fault, but it is not so easy to involve our pockets. King Yan is famous for his actions. Regardless of the consequences, it’s okay to teach him a lesson, if he really wants to kill the Seven Great Families, I can’t just sit idly by.”

The spy asked, "What is your lord going to do?"

Yan Mo's head has been dizzy for the past few days, he took out his snuff bottle and took a deep breath, the cold incense rushed straight to the top of his skull, and Feng Lin's warning squeezed in every minute.He shivered, but immediately straightened his back.

"Try to find out how much bargaining chips King Yan still has, and then quietly inform Yi Dunnan that he sent someone to send Zhao Mengfu's "The Map of Stacked Rivers" two days ago, and tell him that the official likes the painting very much. Very much, I want to invite him to share the reward in person.”

The author says:

I’m writing here to give you a brief introduction. What the gentleman and the wolf cub are trying to compete for is name, and use this to severely damage the economic foundation of the relatives in Jiangnan;As for Yan Zhifu, he is just a fool, without a basic position, and simply seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.The logic is such a logic. I really tried my best to write it clearly. I hope everyone forgives me if my writing skills are not enough.