Chapter 636: Inferior Skills
"Sir, you are here."
The people in the fields looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhao Minglou in official uniform walking towards them with his entourage.
Zhao Minglou was in a bad mood. He received news that his brother-in-law Xie Zhan had a fight with Lu Songli in Qingzhou, and then was thrown into the inland sea. His whereabouts were still unknown.
When he first received the news, he was shocked.
Is Pingzhou so powerful?
After all, in the eyes of many people, Lu Songli was like a dragon crossing the river when she went to Qingzhou. She went to Qingzhou to visit people, and she definitely wouldn't bring too many people with her.
His brother-in-law Xie Zhan is the local tyrant, and as the commander-in-chief of the army, he can fully mobilize the troops of Qingzhou.
And yet, I lost.
The words "inferior in skills" came to his mind.
Because of this, he hadn't slept well for the past two days, and was very worried that his brother-in-law had really died at sea.
Zhao Minglou knew very well that his brother-in-law was the backbone of their faction. After his disappearance, they were left leaderless.
At the same time, he was more worried about his own situation.
My brother-in-law said before that Zhuozhou was set up by Pingzhou.
Now that his brother-in-law is missing, how should he respond if Pingzhou closes in?
After all, even a smart and strategic person like my brother-in-law couldn't get the upper hand over Lu Songli, so how could he do it?
"Sir, it's this Chen family who have harvested the wheat seedlings from several acres of land and are going to take them back to feed their donkeys."
When they arrived at the field, the voice of his subordinates interrupted Zhao Minglou's thoughts. He looked up and saw that two or three acres of wheat fields were empty. All the wheat in the fields had been cut down and piled up in piles.
Zhao Minglou felt very headache. He didn't expect that the thing he was most worried about would happen.
These wheats are about to enter the ear-forming stage. If they are harvested at this time, these acres of land will basically have no harvest.
Zhao Minglou first severely reprimanded the Chen family for harvesting the young crops, and finally gave them earnest advice, "Food is the guarantee of your survival. If the harvest fails, what will you eat and drink?"
The people around were already watching from afar when the Chen family was stopped.
When they heard what Zhao Minglou said, they didn't take it seriously. They had a donkey, and if they sold the donkey they would have silver, and with the silver they could buy food, so they wouldn't starve.
The Chen family members lowered their heads and listened to the lecture submissively.
After Zhao Minglou left, the Chen family hurriedly worked together to carry the cut wheat seedlings back home.
The crowd onlookers started to speak up again, "This government is really meddling in other people's business. The crops in the fields are ours, and we should just pay the taxes on time. Why are they still forbidding this and that?"
Many people were concerned about this.
As the saying goes, every policy has its own countermeasure.
The government patrols during the day and forbids us from harvesting the young crops? Then they sneak in and harvest them at night!
As a result, the wheat and beans in the wheat fields of Zhuozhou disappeared on acres and acres.
To stop this behavior, the government first ordered the arrest and imprisonment of anyone found harvesting crops without permission. Then, soldiers went door to door searching, confiscating any crops they found. Some soldiers even violently killed one family's donkey.
This has really stirred up a hornet's nest.
As the saying goes, to cut off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents. The two brothers from that family immediately took up hoes and sickles and engaged the soldiers. Then all the male members of their family joined in, ultimately resulting in one soldier's death and two serious injuries.
Zhao Minglou knew he couldn't continue like this. There were too many people raising donkeys in Zhuozhou, and any further forceful interference would only incur public outrage.
Zhao Minglou asked Jiang Boya, "Mr. Jiang, is there any way to stop the people from destroying the unripe crops in the fields?"
The common people are really crazy and don't care about anything else just to raise donkeys!
Jiang Boya shook his head, "No."
Today's Zhuozhou is like a pot, and the people are like the water in the pot. As long as the firewood burning the donkey meat fire in Pingzhou is not removed, the water in Zhuozhou will continue to boil and will never calm down.
In other words, as long as donkey meat hotpot remains a military supply in Pingzhou, the price of hotpot in Zhuozhou will not drop, and the people will continue to be so crazy.
Pingzhou, Lu Mansion
Lu Desheng placed a first edition of a newspaper in front of Lu Songli like he was presenting a treasure. "Look, this is the first newspaper they produced. My daughter, are you satisfied?"
Lu Songli took it and looked at it, and thought it was okay. Although there was still a lot of room for improvement, it was already very good for the first time.
"good."
Lu Desheng was also quite satisfied. "This newspaper is really big. It's a good thing that the paper mill can produce it."
"Dad, how about I leave this newspaper business to you? Pick someone capable to help you, and you won't have to work too hard."
Lu Desheng thought about it and said, "That's fine. Your father and I will not only publish newspapers in various counties of Pingzhou, but also arrange for people to publish newspapers in various places in Dali." He wanted the people of Dali to know more about Pingzhou.
"Dad, do a good job!" Lu Songli encouraged him.
Lu Desheng put away the newspaper and asked curiously, "My daughter, do you think Xie Zhan is dead or alive?"
"I don't know." Lu Songli didn't worry about the result.
Man proposes, God disposes. If he were still alive, it would only mean that he shouldn't have died.
Lu Desheng was conflicted.
Logically speaking, Xie Zhan was injured and fell into the inland sea, so he would most likely be in great danger.
However, as the saying goes, misfortune can last a thousand years, and he felt that Xie Zhan would not die so easily.
"But..." Lu Songli said slowly.
"But what?" Lu Desheng was curious.
Lu Songli leaned back and said, "The court has arranged for people to search and rescue in Qingzhou and the nearby seashore. I have asked our people lurking along the coast of Qingzhou and Jizhou to search and rescue on the seashore in the name of the court."
She was sure that if Xie Zhan was rescued, it would most likely be at the beach, so she made this arrangement.
Anyway, Lu Songli just adheres to the idea of giving it a try, what if he hits the jackpot by accident?
Lü Desheng: ...
"Okay, okay, let's kill him while he's sick! We must not be soft-hearted."
Lu Songli nodded and said, "I think so too." There is no such thing as martial ethics.
The father and daughter smiled at each other.
Lu Mingzhi was arranged by his mother to invite his father and sister. He happened to see this scene and couldn't help trembling. They laughed, so cunning, like bad guys.
Chang'an
Xie Zhan's accident was like a bolt from the blue for the Xie family.
Their head of the family is gone?
In the following days, everyone had a sad face.
When Zhao Yutan first heard the news, he was stunned.
Then her mother-in-law hugged her son and cried heartbreakingly, "My poor grandson, you are less than five years old, and your father has already had an accident. What will you do in the future?"
Zhao Yutan suddenly felt that the current situation was not too bad. At least she had her son, and the sky was not falling.
"Madam Ru, what should we do?" Lu Fei's personal maid asked her.
Lu Fei touched her belly and uttered a word, "Wait."
All they had to do now was wait. After so many years in the South, she knew this man. She felt that Xie Zhan would not die so easily.
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