Chapter 235 Why shouldn’t he pay for the food?
Sang Zhixia looked gloomy and remained silent for a long time.
Xue Liu, who had been following her, whispered, "Boss, there's no need to worry too much."
"That's all there is to see. The rest is hidden away where no one can see it, so it won't attract thieves. Even if a thief comes, nothing will go wrong."
If one comes, one will be wasted; if a pair comes, the whole pair will be wasted.
Killing people is something that those of them who crawled out of the sea of fire are particularly good at.
Sang Zhixia shook her head and said, "I'm worried about more than just this."
"Think about it, Luobei Village is in such a mess, what about other places?"
Xue Liu remained silent.
Sang Zhixia sighed softly, "Grandfather told me yesterday that there might be chaos in the northwest."
"If things really get chaotic, then..."
"What can we do with this little bit of food?"
It's not that she is a saintly woman who wants to save all living beings, but mainly because no eggs will be left unbroken when the nest is overturned.
The chaos in the northwest is of no benefit to the Xu family.
Luobei Village is now in a remote corner, what will happen in the future?
Who can ensure that this place will be peaceful?
Moreover, not far from here, there is a northwest camp with more than 100,000 soldiers stationed there.
The local people had no food to eat for their entire families.
If the tens of thousands of troops over there were to run out of food one day, what could these dozen people in the granary do to defend themselves amidst the fierce fighting?
Civil unrest will come first, and war will surely follow.
When war breaks out, the first people to be targeted are either those who have silver or those who have food.
The Xu family has no backing but controls the granary. Chen Nianhe, the commander of the Northwest Camp, still has an old grudge against the Xu family.
Whenever Chen Nianhe had the intention of causing trouble, the first person he chose was none other than the Xu family.
Sang Zhixia didn't want to work hard for a whole year only to have her finished product snatched away by someone else.
I don't want to make things difficult for my enemies at this time.
Even if it seems that Xu Yu was the first to take action, that is absolutely not acceptable.
Sang Zhixia puffed out her cheeks and exhaled, then said solemnly, "I'll write a letter and try to get it to Xu Yu as soon as possible."
"If this can be accomplished, then perhaps those with soldiers can become a shield to help us block trouble."
In an emergency, Sang Zhixia had the letter delivered first, and then found an opportunity to sit down and talk in detail with the old man.
The old man narrowed his eyes after hearing this: "Are you planning to join forces with Chen Nianhe?"
"It can't be considered a teaming up. At most, we're just building a ladder for each other so we can climb out of this drowning snow pit."
Sang Zhixia quickly reviewed the thoughts forming in his mind and explained, "The northwest is experiencing a poor harvest and is being tricked into nearing famine, but the south has never suffered such a disaster."
Xu Yu is still in Jiangnan.
The time and place are right, all we need is people.
"There's no shortage of rice in Jiangnan. As long as you have the money, you won't have trouble buying more. Xu Yu should buy as much as he can and send it back. With more food, the famine crisis in the northwest can be easily resolved."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "That's true, but who's going to pay for the grain? Do you want to pay out of your own pocket?"
Sang Zhixia shook her head and answered without hesitation: "Chen Nianhe came out."
"Didn't Grandfather say that yesterday? Chen Nianhe is quite arrogant and conceited in the court because of his talent. He is not well-liked in the court. However, he has caught the eye of that person, who thinks that he is a loyal minister who does not take sides, which is why he was sent to guard the Northwest Camp."
"For Chen Nianhe, the Northwest must not be in chaos. Absolutely not."
Once famine leads to civil unrest and the army mutinisses due to lack of food, Chen Nianhe, as a general guarding the northwest, does not have to wait for the imperial edict of beheading to be delivered from the court. He can just stand under the beam and untie his belt.
Chen Nianhe did not dare to let the Northwest be in chaos, and he was most afraid of chaos in the Northwest.
So if someone said that they could help him get food to alleviate the famine and stabilize the people's hearts, Chen Nianhe would not refuse as long as he had a normal mind.
Sang Zhixia paused, then said with unspeakable irritation, "If you ask me, the fact that the Northwest has reached this point where famine is imminent is most likely due to this great general."
It's hard to say how much thought the people behind the scenes put into this, as they were willing to spend huge amounts of money and spend months to stir up the Northwest to this point.
But the ones who deserve to be targeted and calculated in this way cannot be the county magistrates and yamen runners, big and small, in the northwest wilderness.
The most powerful official in this area and the person with the most remarkable background is Chen Nianhe, who holds a large number of troops.
If they weren't coming for him, then what else could it be?
Sang Zhixia was unaware of the court's plans, and seeing that the old man didn't refute her, she simply said, "It's very likely that someone is disgusted by Chen Nianhe holding the power of hundreds of thousands of troops, and thinks that he is just a loyal minister and is too much of an eyesore."
"That's why we came up with a roundabout way. We wanted to take advantage of the famine and unrest in the northwest to seize his military power, or to replace him with someone who was willing to obey us and come to the Northwest Camp."
"This disaster is coming right at his face. Ultimately, whether it's our family or the local people who were tempted by a momentary profit and are on the verge of famine, all of it is implicated by him alone."
"Why doesn't he pay for the grain? Besides our family, is there anyone else who can help him get the grain?"
Famine is imminent and the crisis is imminent.
Chen Nianhe must be extremely anxious now, and he wants to pick up a knife and fight the people who hurt him.
The Xu family doesn't mind him being a troublemaker and is willing to lend a hand. If this man doesn't want to die, he should be sensible.
Moreover, Sang Zhixia also asked Xue Liu, and learned that Chen Nianhe was of noble birth, a descendant of a real prestigious family, and had plenty of money.
She couldn't bear to make unscrupulous money by raising food prices at this time.
But if the person paying the money was Chen Nianhe...
I'm sorry.
If you want food, exchange it for real money.
Not even a penny less will do.
The old man looked at Sang Zhixia with a hint of surprise. After a moment, he laughed and said, "You know these things. Did Yu'er tell you?"
Could it be that the boy who looks so obedient and quiet on weekdays knows so much?
Sang Zhixia didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence at first. She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and nodded.
"Xu Yu only told me that he broke the leg of Chen Nianhe's only son, and that he and Chen Nianhe seemed to have some contact, but he wasn't considered a rival for the time being. The rest of the information came from my questions to Xue Liu and Lin Yun, plus some random guesses."
Sang Zhixia felt a little insecure after she finished speaking. She blinked and said, "Grandfather?"
Old man: “Hmm?”
"Did I guess wrong?"
The old man stared at her for a long time, and the smile on his face slowly spread.
"Not a single word was wrong; everything was correct."
The old man placed a few peanuts he had peeled at some point in his hand into Sang Zhixia's and said softly, "You did a great job, and your ideas are good too."
"If it goes as you wish, it's like you've done Chen Nianhe a huge favor. That's great."
Sang Zhixia has thought it through very carefully, and there is nothing to add.
The old man thought of this and looked at Sang Zhixia with an even more loving gaze. He teased her deliberately, "Chen Nianhe is a weird, stubborn person."
"Back then, the grudge between Yu'er and his only son over his broken leg caused the Chen and Xu families to be at loggerheads for years. Only in the past couple of years have they been able to ease the situation for the sake of mutual benefit. If he receives such a big favor from you, he will remember your kindness as much as he remembers the grudge."
Sang Zhixia didn't care about whether it was a favor or not. She grabbed a peanut that was roasted crispy by the charcoal fire and stuffed it into her mouth. She said vaguely between the crunching sounds, "I came up with this idea, not expecting him to remember any favor."
"But then again..."
"Grandfather, if Chen Nianhe truly remembered the favor our family gave him, then wouldn't his feud with Xu Yu be completely wiped out?"
The old man didn't expect her to think of this. He laughed and shook his head slowly: "Then I don't know. I have to ask him himself."
"But Yu'er isn't home, and your third uncle hasn't returned from his retreat yet, so you're the only one left to talk to Chen Nianhe."
Sang Zhixia originally wanted to ask the old man to come out of retirement, or let Xu Minghui go.
After all, Chen Nianhe was in the Northwest Camp and she had never met him before. If she went there, she might be thrown out of the camp as a joke.
The task fell on him unexpectedly, and he almost choked on the peanuts in his mouth.
"I?"
"I'll go?"
"Of course you go."
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