Mo Yu saw that it was getting late and now was not the best time to reveal his identity, so he stood up and said, "I'll go back first. You take these and use them as an emergency. Everything will be fine in the future, it will definitely be fine." After saying that, he handed him two silver bills.
When Mo Yu arrived, he saw Gong Wenmin sitting at the table in the hall waiting for him.
Gong Wenmin saw Mo Yu coming back and immediately went to greet him: "Sir."
Mo Yu asked, "How is the situation here going?"
When Gong Wenmin heard Mo Yu mention this, his already ugly expression became even uglier: "The price of grain here is really outrageous."
The key point is that the prefect of Chuzhou at that time was recommended by him to take this position. Isn't this a slap in his face
Mo Yu obviously knew it as well. He glanced at him with a smile, didn't say anything else, and went upstairs to rest.
When it was midnight, Mo Yu opened his eyes and found that several masked men were kneeling on one knee on the ground, motionless.
Since Mo Yu left Beijing, he had already sent someone secretly to Zhuzhou.
When the secret guards received the news that Mo Yu had arrived, they naturally had to come and report.
Mo Yu was not frightened when he saw them. He asked calmly, "What did you find out?"
The leading secret guard came out and replied, "My Lord, the prefect of Chuzhou has been trying various methods to raise money recently, and a batch of money has already been secretly sent to the Ninth Prince's mansion."
The leading secret guard said, "We have already found out where they hid the food and silver."
Mo Yu nodded to show that he understood.
Thinking of the people in the ruined temple, he continued, "What's going on with those refugees?"
These people have been secretly trained since childhood. Seeing the miserable situation in Chuzhou, they couldn't help but sigh at the corruption in the court today.
"My Lord, the prefect of Chuzhou secretly sent people to drive all these refugees out of the city in order to prevent the court from sending people to investigate and to make his own achievements look better."
The secret guard also had anger towards the prefect of Chuzhou in his eyes, and continued: "Now the outskirts of Chuzhou are full of refugees, and only wealthy businessmen are qualified to stay in the city."
Mo Yu indicated that he understood and asked them to leave.
Mo Yu has been wandering around the city these past few days. Even Gong Wenmin, who was originally very afraid of Mo Yu, came up to him and said, "Sir, when are we going to tell the prefect our identities?"
Mo Yu just fanned himself and looked at the long queue at the grain store, his smile deepening.
"No hurry, now is not the time yet."
These past few days were like a year for Gong Wenmin. Until one morning, when Mo Yu was eating, Goro whispered something in his ear.
Mo Yu looked at Gong Wenmin, who was sitting opposite him listlessly. He looked several years older in just a few days.
Obviously, he couldn't bear to see such a tragic thing happen.
Although he was not from a prominent family, he had no worries about food and clothing. His family had some property in the capital, and he did not encounter any hardships in his official career.
Since following the Ninth Prince, his career has become more successful and he can sleep soundly all his life.
But after this incident, he felt that everything had overturned his three views, and everything was beyond his control.
Mo Yu showed a meaningful smile: "My Lord, now the time has come, follow me to Chen's Mansion!"
Chen Mansion is the residence of the prefect of Chuzhou.
Although Gong Wenmin didn't know why he had to go to his mansion to reveal his identity, couldn't he just go directly to the official residence
But judging from my experiences along the way, it’s best to keep quiet.
Gong Wenmin perked up and followed Mo Yu, who had not yet walked far.
The Chen Mansion was not far from the inn where they were staying.
We arrived at the place very quickly.
But the closer I got, the weirder it seemed.
The Chen Mansion was definitely a prestigious family in Chuzhou, but it didn't even have two gatekeepers.
Gong Wenmin looked at the strange scene in front of him and looked at Mo Yu: "My Lord, this..."
He didn't know whether he should go in or not. If he went in, it would be rude since the host hadn't invited him and no one at the doorman had informed him. If he didn't go in, they came here to find Chen Zian.
Mo Yu didn't know what Gong Wenmin was thinking, so he just walked in.
Gong Wenmin looked at Mo Yu and couldn't help swallowing his saliva before he spoke: "My Lord, it is very rude to break in without the master's invitation."
Even Mo Yu couldn't help but twitch at this moment and said, "Pedant."
I ignored him and walked straight in.
Gong Wenmin had no choice but to follow.
But what made Gong Wenmin even more surprised was that there was not a single servant in the mansion. It was eerily quiet.
Mo Yu seemed to be very familiar with this place and walked straight to the study.
Mo Yu looked at the closed door of the study, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, which were usually gentle to others.
He turned around and signaled Gong Wenmin to be quiet and listen to the noise inside.
If someone who often stayed in Chuzhou and had a little prestige saw the people in the study, he would probably be shocked. The heads of the three most prestigious families in Chuzhou were actually gathered together.
Sitting in the main seat was Chen Zi'an, the prefect of Chuzhou.
It was Chen Zian's idea to call these three people here today, so he naturally spoke first: "Everyone, I believe you all know about the current situation in Chuzhou. There is not much food left now. I wonder if anyone has a good plan."
Listening to Chen Zian's tone, he seemed like a good official who was loyal to the emperor and concerned about the people.
The three leaders of the big families sitting below couldn't help but sneer in their hearts. Chen Zian was a whore who wanted to build a virtuous archway. However, since there was profit in it, they naturally flattered him.
One of the wealthy merchants, with greed in his eyes, now owns most of the grain shops in Chuzhou City. He said, "Sir, why don't we double the grain price to hold out for a while longer!"
The other two also responded, after all, they had a part in this.
Chen Zian said hesitantly, "This is not good. People's lives are not so good now. I guess those merchants don't have much money left!"
A man who looked very elegant but actually had a black heart immediately retorted: "Sir, that's not what I meant. Those merchants still have some hidden treasures. Since they are under your rule, they should be filial to you. But they are all so stingy. Now is a good time. Even if they are not in trouble now, do they have no children at home?"
The elegant man's eyes kept flickering, obviously with ill intentions, and then he said: "My Lord also knows the villains, and he will definitely let them eat and drink well in their place!"
The elegant man is in the flesh trade, and now is a good time for him to buy a new one. He has already found a place in the capital. Soon, when he can no longer make any profit here, he will prepare to live a life of escape in the capital.
Gong Wenmin heard the voices inside and felt very familiar with them as he had dealt with them just two days ago.
I didn't expect that although he looked like a gentleman on the surface, he was actually making money from the national crisis.