Chapter 747 The people are having a hard time
Jiang Fengnian was stunned for a moment, and quickly tightened the reins.
Before the carriage stopped, Xiao Nuobao opened the curtain and jumped down, but the carriage had already gone far away and disappeared.
Jiang Fengnian didn't know what happened, so he hurriedly followed her and looked around according to his sister's gaze, but found nothing unusual.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong, sister, what did you see?"
Xiao Nuobao didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes in confusion and thought slightly.
Although I haven't seen her for two or three years, the girl I saw just now should be living in the city.
How could she appear in Laicheng, thousands of miles away...
Could it be that I saw her wrongly, and she was just a person with a similar appearance?
However, even if he had not made a mistake, he was acting in secret this time and could not show up.
So Xiao Nuobao shook his head, smiled sweetly and replied, "It's okay, big brother, maybe I made a mistake. It's getting late, let's hurry up."
Jiang Fengnian breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to touch his sister's little cheek, and gently carried her to the carriage to save her short legs some energy.
However, when they drove to the city gate.
Not far away, a young woman also stopped the driver, looked out the window, and lowered her eyes hesitantly...
...
Time passed in a flash, and two days passed.
In a small town outside the capital, two fires broke out overnight, and the news soon spread to the capital.
In an inn on West Street.
Along with the angry questioning, there was also the sound of a teacup falling to the ground.
"What? Envoy Ammonite, you said that the two cotton warehouses outside the capital were all burned to ashes? How could this happen? Who did it?" Fengjian
was shocked. He stood up with a thud and even smashed the teacup to pieces.
At this moment, the two envoys from Japan just got the news.
Only then did they know that the cotton they had bought at a high price these days had all become "ashes."
Envoy Fengjian's eyes widened, and there was still tea residue on his hands, and he couldn't stop shaking.
Another Ammonite envoy shook his head in frustration, "The Nan Ji government is already investigating, but there is no result yet on who did it."
Feng Jian was extremely upset, "We spent nearly 10 million taels of silver on those cottons. We should have sold them to the people of Nan Ji at a high price after winter. Now they are gone for nothing. What we lost is the precious silver from our treasury. What happened?" "
Ammonite pondered for a moment, "Could it be the Southern Dynasty court? They discovered something and sent people to set the fire."
Fengjian shook his head almost decisively, "No, if it was really them, they should have transported all the cotton away, how could they burn it for nothing? Although I don't know what the purpose of the person who set the fire was, it was definitely not the court."
After hearing this, Ammonite breathed a sigh of relief and patted Fengjian on the shoulder.
"Forget it, fortunately we learned the proverb of the Southern Dynasty people and have the plan of "a cunning rabbit has three burrows". In the other two places, we also have two cotton warehouses each. After they are sold, they will be enough to bear the loss of this incident, and it will not affect our plan." He said to comfort him.
Thinking of the cotton in Laicheng and Mindi.
The two envoys looked relieved and felt confident again.
However, they had no idea that at this moment, the four million kilograms of new cotton in Laicheng had already been lying quietly in Xiao Nuobao's tribute pile.
As for Mindi, it was too far away from the capital. It would take two or three months to go back and forth, and it was inconvenient for Xiao Nuobao to go there in person.
But fortunately, she still had a way.
When she returned home from Laicheng, Feng Jing had just finished the imperial examination and was enjoying his post-exam leisure at home.
Seeing that her fourth brother was there, Xiao Pangya was no longer worried.
So she took out paper, ink and pen, and described to Feng Jing in detail the appearance of the Mindi cotton warehouse that she had imagined, and asked Feng Jing to help draw it.
Feng Jing's paintings are not only fascinating, but also vivid.
Soon, under his brush, two very detailed drawings were sketched out bit by bit.
Xiao Nuobao picked it up and looked at it. His eyes suddenly sparkled. He hugged Feng Jing's neck and patted his head, "That's great, fourth brother. The painting is almost 90% restored. I think it won't be difficult to find the cotton warehouse with this map." Although
Feng Jing was used to it, he was still very sweet in his heart when he received his sister's praise.
Xiao Nuobao took the drawings and called Jia Ju and Lin Chunlai. This matter must be handed over to reliable people, so that she can feel at ease.
At present, the third brother has gone to South Vietnam.
Mindi was not far from South Vietnam, and she wanted her third brother to go to Mindi to collect cotton first, and then go to South Vietnam to find a rice seedling farm.
"Jiazhi, Lin Chunlai, take these two drawings and set off immediately. Go south along the official road. You will probably meet my third brother on the road."
"If you see them, tell them what happened in the capital, and then find the cotton with them."
"If you can't meet them, then this matter will be handed over to you two. You must be careful when you get there." Xiao Nuobao said seriously.
Jiazhi and Lin Chunlai have been idle for a long time. One of them spends all day in Xiaojiuchengtian, and the other stays in the Ministry of War, but it is really boring.
At this moment, the princess suddenly gave them an important task.
The two of them looked at each other, and the blood in their bodies couldn't help but start to boil again.
"Okay, I'll take care of this matter. I promise to do it well for the princess. Oh, and the safety of the skinny Lin Chunlai is also in my hands." Jia Ju patted his chest and laughed.
Lin Chunlai nodded helplessly and agreed, "Princess, don't worry, I will not fail in my mission."
Xiao Nuobao certainly believed them, so he nodded his head vigorously and sent them out.
The days passed quickly.
In a blink of an eye, with a heavy snowfall, the curtain of winter was finally opened. When
Xiao Nuobao woke up, he saw that the window was already white, and the plum branches were bent by the thick snow. The whole yard was a bit murderous.
Just as the Japanese had planned, the weather suddenly turned cold, and the cotton shortage became apparent.
Cotton, which was in great demand in the past, is now as expensive as gold, and the price changes every day.
Even so, many wealthy families still have a hard time buying an extra quilt even if they have money.
Many men and women in the market are still wearing thin clothes.
The children at the alley entrance also have no thick clothes to cover their bodies. They get up early to empty the urine pot, and can only rush into the cold wind, and then run home shivering.
In the afternoon, when Jiang Fengnian came back from the Charity Bureau, he ran into a woman who kowtowed to the shopkeeper in order to buy some old cotton for her child to make clothes.
He couldn't bear it any more, so he took out his wallet and paid the silver for the woman.
After returning home, Fengnian told the story, and the whole family felt bad.
Feng looked at the snow outside the window and couldn't help sighing, "I heard that it costs almost five taels of silver to make a thin cotton quilt. How can ordinary people survive the winter? Isn't it pushing people to a dead end?" Right now
, the people are really having a hard time.
But the Japanese envoys on the other side were very proud.
The people of Nanji are suffering, so their plan can finally begin!
Fengjian and Ammonite left the inn and found some people, intending to take advantage of this critical moment to spread the news that Japan wanted to marry.
"Some of you go to East Street, some of you go to West Street, and the rest of you go to the alleys, as well as crowded places like the government office and the market."
Feng Jian squinted his eyes and said, "Now, we have to let the people of Nan Ji know that as long as the national teacher is willing to form a marriage with my country of Japan, we will provide cotton for Nan Ji so that they will no longer be frozen and can wear thick clothes to spend the winter!"
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