Chapter 745: Can the Emperor take my entire family’s lives now?
Sang Zhixia's words of not obeying fate and trying her best to do her best were like a reassurance forced into the mouths of the others.
After a long silence, Xue Liu said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, what if there really is a big flood and we really can't stop it?"
"Then let's go."
Sang Zhixia said without hesitation: "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Even if a house or shop is flooded, it can still be repaired, provided that the people are safe."
"Decades ago, those high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen were able to escape the flood-stricken areas safely, so can we."
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment and said, "You mean, take everyone in the city away?"
"Yeah."
Sang Zhixia laughed and said, "If we can't stay here, why bother staying here?"
"As long as we plan a suitable route and have someone to calm the crowd, there will definitely not be chaos caused by too many people. If we can go, the others can go too."
Sang Zhixia spread his hands and said bluntly, "Three or five hundred people fleeing is one thing, but if the number increases tenfold or a hundredfold, what's the harm?"
"Aren't all these people fleeing the flood? What's the difference?"
Sang Zhixia did not experience the disaster that year, but she had witnessed the famine in the northwest a few years ago.
The Northwest was in such a mess at that time, but it didn't get into chaos. Wasn't it because Chen Nianhe's troops and military force were keeping it under control?
Who would dare to move under the threat of powerful soldiers and horses?
As long as we can find a leader and the rest of the panic-stricken people will follow and obey orders voluntarily, then any disaster, no matter how great, can be avoided.
The reason why the disaster that happened decades ago has haunted the survivors for many years is partly due to the severity of the disaster.
What’s even worse is the despair of being abandoned.
Whether it was the government officials running away first, or the subsequent siege of the city, each incident was more of a man-made disaster that magnified the natural disaster infinitely than a natural disaster.
But now...
Sang Zhixia sneered, "He's sucked the blood and flesh of the local people to amass his fortune. How could such a powerful figure not step forward and demonstrate his responsibility in this critical moment?"
"Haven't we already sent someone to invite Patriarch Gui? Where is he?"
"The carriage broke down halfway, or we don't know the way. Why haven't we been able to get through for so long?"
Xue Liu and the others rarely heard Sang Zhixia say something sarcastic, so they suppressed their laughter and said, "The person we sent out has returned, and reported that Patriarch Gui will be here soon."
"From what Patriarch Gui said, he might have brought along a guest who is temporarily staying at the Gui family."
"guest?"
Sang Zhixia murmured these words, and said playfully, "Fan Shicheng?"
At this critical juncture in the Gui family, the only person who could be addressed as a distinguished guest by Gui Sheng was the head of the Fan family.
Xue Liu whispered, "That's exactly him."
"I heard that this man was incredibly ambitious and arrogant. Upon arriving in Nanyun and learning of the tragic annihilation of the Wei family, he angrily instigated the deceased Yan Jun to confront our young master head-on. He even suggested seeking out officials from Kyoto to curb the Water Transport Bureau's tendency to become rebellious and rebellious."
"As soon as the idea was proposed, Yan Jun rushed to his death that very night."
Fan Shicheng is reckless, but not stupid.
The Yan family was brutally massacred, and the Wei family was wiped out.
Gui Sheng has been able to survive in the bloody Nanyun until now, without being retaliated by the pirates or being hit by the swords of the Water Transport Bureau. It can be seen that his means of self-preservation are far beyond those of ordinary people.
Fan Shicheng barely realized the cruelty of reality thanks to the lessons he learned from the deaths of two old friends.
Today's Nan Yun is no longer the Nan Yun of Nanxun Chamber of Commerce.
The people of Nanxun Chamber of Commerce can no longer control the life and death of others, because their own life and death are difficult to guarantee.
Unlike the serious person who was unable to let go of the dignity of the leader and was rushing towards death, Fan Shicheng was still sensible and afraid of death.
Realizing that he could no longer act as recklessly as before, Fan Shicheng suddenly started to be cautious.
Ling Chu interrupted, his tone subtle: "Boss, you don't know yet, right?"
"Master Gui has been busy these past few days returning the money the Chamber of Commerce had collected. This was the first thing Master Gui said he would do, and he didn't involve anyone else in the process."
"But Patriarch Fan eagerly brought in a large sum of money to join the partnership, saying that he and Patriarch Gui wanted to return the profits to the people."
"This matter has been going on very actively recently. In addition to the silver that should be given, the head of the Fan family also took the initiative to give half a foot of cloth to each person who came to collect the silver. He was quite generous."
Fan Shicheng's base camp was not in Nanyun. When he realized that something was wrong, he should have hidden back in his own territory as soon as possible.
As it turned out, this person seemed to have noticed something and did the opposite, as if he was determined not to leave Nanyun.
After hearing this, Sang Zhixia laughed playfully, "So, Patriarch Fan is quite generous?"
Ling Chu nodded affirmatively: "Very generous."
"After all, the Fan family started out as a silk producer, and they're also a leader in tea. If we talk about wealth, the Fan family is probably not much behind the Yan family."
Someone with such a rich family and a lot of money, yet still willing to happily hand out the money...
Sang Zhixia curled her lips playfully, tapped the table with her fingertips, and said slowly, "It's not easy to meet such a generous guest, so we can't neglect him."
"Isn't there some tea in the storeroom over there? Go find some good ones, light a small stove and prepare some snacks to wait for our distinguished guests."
Sang Zhixia quickly sorted out and arranged what needed to be done, and the rest of the people continued to do what they were supposed to do.
She changed into dry clothes, combed her hair, and sat in the small attic room, listening to the wind and letting the rain hit the window, slowly making tea.
At the same time, on the road to Nandukou, Gui Sheng looked at the broken wheel in the accumulated water, making it impossible to see the road conditions clearly, and his face turned black with anxiety.
"Hurry up and find a new carriage! Quick!"
Half an hour has passed since the time Sang Zhixia mentioned. If we delay any longer, we won't be able to reach our destination...
Gui Sheng thought of Sang Zhixia, who was no less ruthless than Xu Yu, and cold sweat dripped down his clothes along with the rain. "No time to waste! Let's take the frame off and ride over!"
Fan Shicheng sat in the tilted carriage with his hands in his pockets, and gasped secretly as he watched Gui Sheng jumping in the rain.
Fan Shicheng hesitated and said, "Gui Sheng, do we really have to be so anxious?"
"It's not your or my fault that the wheel broke. Can't we just explain it when we get there?"
Gui Sheng's face was as black as ink.
Fan Shicheng was puzzled. "Besides, you're so anxious that someone who doesn't know would think you've delayed the emperor's summons. Is that really the case?"
Gui Sheng raised his hand and pushed away the person holding an umbrella for him. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, can you take the lives of my entire family now?"
Fan Shicheng was amused: "Are you kidding me?"
"The Emperor is so busy staying in the Imperial City of Kyoto, how could he travel all the way to Nanyun to kill your entire family?"
Gui Sheng sneered angrily: "Yes, the emperor can't take the lives of my entire family, but the people who are waiting to see me now can."
"The lives of all the descendants of the direct branch of my Gui family are in the hands of that person. My head is also hanging on the tip of a knife. If it were you, wouldn't you be anxious?!"
Fan Shicheng: “…”
After a brief eye contact, Fan Shicheng was sure that Gui Sheng didn't seem to be fooling him. He immediately pulled his hands out of his sleeves and said without thinking, "Let's take the frame off."
"Give me the whip, let's ride over!"
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