Chapter 217: Throwing Yourself into His Arms
"You want to collect the coal yourself?!" Meng Xiyan said disapprovingly, "I asked you to find business opportunities so that I could help them in their time of need, not to subsidize them out of your own pocket.
Jinyang Prefecture is so big, and there are so many victims. No matter how much silver you have, it won’t be enough to fill the gap.”
"I know. I did this after careful consideration." Wen Yan said seriously.
"Where do you get so much money? I think you are thoughtless. Anyway, I don't agree." Meng Xiyan said firmly.
If his family had not sold all their property to raise funds for disaster relief, he would not have stopped her.
Wen Yan has no money left.
The General's Mansion can cover for her.
But now the general’s mansion has no food to eat.
My mother sold off her family property, and my aunts also did embroidery to earn money, but they were really unable to help.
Wen Yan: “…”
She had indeed thought it through.
This winter and next year, Beijing will be particularly cold due to snowstorms.
Wen Yan had long planned to stock up on charcoal so that he could make some money when there was a shortage of charcoal in winter.
However, because she had limited money, she only wanted to collect charcoal near her home and didn't dare to even think about buying charcoal so far away.
Not to mention the purchase price, even the transportation costs are a considerable amount.
But now it’s different, Huo Yaoxing is traveling thousands of miles to deliver food.
As long as she could successfully get Huo Yaoxing's food, how much charcoal would she be able to collect?!
Maybe you can even earn some reputation for yourself.
Furthermore, this snowstorm affected a wide area, and Jinyang Prefecture was also affected.
If it weren't for the fact that collecting charcoal now would require the consent and cooperation of Meng Xiyan, the local official, I would have done it quietly and wouldn't have said so much.
Wen Yan's eyes flickered as he racked his brains to come up with words of lobbying.
In the end, she concealed the snow disaster and food, and used Jing Mingmei as an excuse.
“She was born into the Jing family in Shu.
Her brother donated a salt well to the emperor and it was Chi Fei and I who made the connection.
In return, she should help me.
Besides, there are so many poor people in Jinyang Prefecture, you can't just watch them suffer from the cold!"
Meng Xiyan: "..." The last sentence hit Meng Xiyan's heart directly.
If he really encountered a snowstorm, he would definitely be helpless.
It's better to be prepared, and nothing will go wrong when the time comes.
Seeing that he was wavering, Wen Yan continued to persuade him, "You can see that all the trees around here are wilted.
Rather than letting them wither in the fields, it would be better to utilize the remaining value, burn them into charcoal and ship them to the capital to sell.”
Meng Xiyan still did not agree immediately, but decided to discuss with the young leader Yuan before making a decision.
Seeing that he had given in, Wen Yan stopped pressing him.
But she was curious about the background of Leader Yuan and why Meng Xiyan wanted to discuss this matter with him?
What Wen Yan didn't know was that Meng Xiyan was completely attracted by the other person's money.
She wanted him to provide her with financial support when necessary.
Then.
Wen Yan brought up the idea of opening a workshop: "That mountain is full of top-quality black pines. I want to buy the entire mountain and open a workshop that only accepts women to make tobacco."
"You want to open an ink-making workshop here?" Meng Xiyan was stunned after hearing her request.
As long as women do the work, it must be because of the influence of that woman.
She wanted to provide a way out for those poor women to the best of her ability.
Meng Xiyan said, "You can open the workshop, but don't forget, you will have to return to the capital soon. Who will take care of this place?"
Wen Yan said: "Don't worry, I already have a candidate."
"As long as you understand this, I'll take you to see the village chief tomorrow."
After finishing what needed to be said, Wen Yan prepared to go back to the tent to rest.
She just got up and went back.
There was a rustling sound from the roadside, and then a figure ran out from the side, stumbling towards Meng Xiyan.
Meng Xiyan is a military general, how could he let anyone get close to him?
When the figure pounced on him, he raised his leg to kick, hesitated for a moment, then retracted his leg, grabbed the other person's arm, twisted it behind his back and pinned the person to the ground.
"ah……"
A woman screamed.
Wen Yan shone the lantern over there and saw a beautiful woman in shabby clothes being pressed to the ground.
She looked familiar, as if I had seen her in the woods while collecting firewood in the afternoon.
She kept looking in the direction of the well.
At that time, she thought the girl was concerned about the progress of the well, but now it seems that she has other intentions.
“Brother Meng, it seems to be a girl from the village.”
Only then did Meng Xiyan let her go.
The woman sat on the ground in embarrassment, rubbing her arms, tears streaming down her face. I felt pity for her: "Sir, you hurt me!"
Meng Xiyan looked serious, treating her as someone with bad intentions: "Who are you, and what do you want to do here in the middle of the night?"
The woman was startled by him.
Realizing that the beauty trick was useless, she knelt on the ground and tugged at Meng Xiyan's clothes: "Master, please save me and give me a way to live!"
"A way to survive? Who is persecuting you?" Meng Xiyan sat back on the stone, his tone cold without a trace of warmth.
Wen Yan felt sleepy and wanted to go back to rest. She moved her feet and wanted to leave.
Meng Xiyan glanced at her sideways, his eyes seemed to be warning: You try to leave.
Wen Yan: “…”
Okay, okay, you are in a higher position so you are right.
She had no choice but to stay.
"I..." The woman burst into tears, "My family wants to sell me to the city as a concubine to exchange for food for the family.
I am a decent citizen. I would rather work hard and be self-reliant than be someone else's plaything.
Sir, please have mercy and save me!"
Meng Xiyan's tone seemed to be filled with anger: "There are such cruel parents in the world, I will help you.
Huyan City in the northern border is in need of pioneers, so you should go there."
The woman's voice was so frightened that she stammered: "Hu...Huyan City, isn't that a border city?
I... I am a woman, how... how can I endure such suffering."
"Didn't you say you'd rather face the earth and back the sky? I arranged it according to your request..."
"I...a little girl..." The woman was extremely panicked.
She turned to Wen Yan for help.
Wen Yan looked at the starry sky and the woods, but didn't look at her.
"Why, you don't want to?" Meng Xiyan's tone suddenly turned cold.
The woman was so frightened that she let go of his clothes and kept backing away: "I...I need to go home and discuss this with my parents, so...I won't bother you for now."
After saying that, she climbed up using her hands and feet and ran away in panic.
Wen Yan said: "On this journey, many women have thrown themselves at you, but she is the one who can't help being scared the most."
Meng Xiyan rolled his eyes at her and said, "Are you enjoying the show?"
"Hehe, it's...it's okay!" Wen Yan laughed dryly and ran away.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning.
As the sky was getting light, Wen Yan woke up to the sound of calls.
The well diggers started working.
Wen Yan was curious and wanted to join in the fun.
She was stopped by the young leader Yuan: "There are only shirtless men over there, how can a woman like you go through there?"
"I'm just taking a look, I won't do anything." She said it as if she was going to molest them.
"In short, you can't go over there. Don't you want to buy the mountain? I'll take you to see the village chief." As a classmate of Ying Zhilin, he had to help him keep an eye on his wife.
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