Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 502 Head Soup

  But people can’t be in a hurry, no matter what, they must give some hope. If there is no hope, it is inevitable that some unexpected things will happen.

  It’s just that sometimes, some people always see the pole and always want to rub it up to see if they can climb up. A little sunshine is like a bright...

  In the hall of the Pingyang County Government Office, there are so many people that there is no room for tables and tables, only mats can be placed, and there is no room for one person.

An old man stood tremblingly, with a sad voice and tears: "...the old man lives sixty-seven out of ten, and has never encountered such a tragedy! The ancestors worked tirelessly, Wei Sang and Zi, plowing and farming, and the sang wife Xiao Xing, The farmer lives in the wild, diligent and conscientious, and prepares for the end of the year to store Danshi...Now...now, misfortune is coming, bad money is rampant, prices are booming, and the people are in dire straits...Our family business is ruined overnight, it hurts! It hurts! Woohoo! Under the nine springs of old age, what face is there to see the ancestors!"

  After speaking, he covered his face with his hands and let out a cry of grief.

  The old man's speech made the group of people in the hall feel eager, and for a while there were postscripts, sighs, and tears, and they were miserable for a while, and they became a mess with grief.

  Du Yuan looked at Fei Qian, he also didn't expect this situation, and the leader was an old man, he didn't know how to speak even to persuade him, he suddenly lost his mind.

  Fei Qian stood up slowly with a serious expression on his face, suddenly raised his sleeves to cover his face, and said with a choked voice: "What the old folks said... Qian also feels the same. The grief is inexplicable, and I can't help myself. Let me temporarily explain...Wen Zheng..."

   "The minister is here." Du Yuan bowed in agreement.

Covering his face with his sleeve, Fei Qian walked quickly to the back hall with a mournful voice, "...prepare more tea, don't wait too long..." Then he disappeared behind the screen and went to the back hall .

The old man who still had a few tears on his face suddenly became confused, his mouth gaped and he didn't know what to say, he stretched out a trembling hand, as if he wanted to keep Fei Qian, and he didn't know whether he should continue to stand now , it is better to sit down.

Du Yuan was quick-witted, and quickly called the waiter to come in loudly, ordered to prepare tea for the people in the hall, then cupped his hands, and followed Fei Qian into the back hall with the reason of appeasing Fei Qian. Let's start, walking leisurely in the backyard, where is there any trace of sadness?

   Du Yuan walked up to Fei Qian and cupped his hands.

Fei Qian said slowly: "We are not in a hurry for things like this, so we don't have to follow their pace and be led away by them... You can just send someone to watch. When they don't talk, what? Then you go in again... If there are still people crying, you come out..."

  Du Yuan has no experience, but Fei Qian has.

This kind of thing, Fei Qian has experienced a lot in later generations. The uncles and aunts are often the main force, and they can't be touched, and they can't be said. If they follow the rhythm of these uncles and aunts, it will be out of reach, even if it is Immortals may not be able to pull them back.

  So it can only be dealt with coldly. Everyone calms down, distinguishes the priority, and knows that the problem can be better solved by not crying or making trouble, and then we can sit down and talk.

However, there are still no such people who repeatedly cry and show their temper. After all, these people are able to speak in the family, and they understand some right and wrong. After a while, it became quiet, no one spoke, and they all waited quietly in the hall...

Fei Qian walked in slowly, sat in the middle of the hall, glanced left and right, and said slowly: "Everyone has a heart of sorrow, but full of agitation, can it fill the granary? Can it get rid of money and evil? Can it be avoided? disaster?"

  Everyone was speechless.

  Fei Qian waited for a while, seeing that no one had said anything, he motioned to the old man who was leading the complaint, and said, "Old man, may I ask where the governor is?"

   "The old man Wenxi Sun."

  Fei Qian nodded, then asked a few more people, and then said: "Is there a Pingyang family?"

   It's strange...

  Everyone was silent.

   Feiqian smiled slightly, and said: "Everyone who is from Hedong, but not under the rule of Pingyang, why come to find me, you should look for the prince of Hedong!"

   Suddenly there was a commotion, and one person said in a hurry: "The king made the king call himself sick behind closed doors, how can you tell!"

  Because you couldn't see Wang Yi, so you came to me, right?

   Fei Qian smiled, but didn't speak.

In fact, everyone in the hall was in the same mood as if they had gnawed a piece of shit. They knew that the current situation was probably due to a large part of Fei Qian's factors, but there was nothing they could do. Even the largest family in Hedong had failed. What can little fish and shrimp do?

  The crowd gradually quieted down, and the elder Sun who was the leader bowed his head and said: "We are all desperate now, please beg for guidance from Zhonglang!"

Fei Qian said one by one slowly, while pulling his fingers: "It is not under my rule, nor is it my people, this is one; the beginning of the business is all willing, this is the second; My casting, this is the third; in addition, do you think that with my own strength, I can get rid of this evil money and stabilize prices?"

   What Feiqian said is very practical and natural.

  Whether ancient or modern, whoever has the first-hand information can take the lead and take advantage.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were full of frustration. What Fei Qian said was not wrong at all, and he couldn't even find any excuses to refute it. If it wasn't for the sudden emergence of bad money in Yongzhou Things, most of these people are still happily waiting to count the money...

  Although it is vaguely known that Fei Qian may have made a fortune by taking advantage of this bad money, but what about the evidence? Could it be that Dong Zhuo had learned that Dong Zhuo was going to mint bad money a month ago?

  What evidence is there, and who will believe it?

  The old man Sun came out trembling, kowtowed and said: "If Zhonglang is willing to lend a helping hand, from now on Zhonglang will have an order, Wenxi Sun will never refuse!"

  Everyone was stunned, and hurriedly bowed down together, saying so.

Fei Qian hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man of the Sun family, and motioned for everyone to get up together, then he pondered for a long time and said: "You should look at the scenery, the bad money from Jingzhao came to this place, and it took about a month or so. How long?"

This is a matter of vision. These people in the hall basically spend their entire lives in their own manor. If it weren't for the influence of bad money this time, some people might not necessarily travel far and wide to find the king. Yi, look for Feiqian, let alone set his sights on a national scale.

  And if you really have that kind of vision, you wouldn’t be here now, maybe you’re already on your way to Jiyu...

Fei Qian didn't care whether they understood or not, and said with a smile: "Pingyang is waiting for prosperity, and all kinds of supplies are urgently needed. If you have surplus, you may come here to get what you need from each other...Wen Zheng, treat all the villagers well." , I still have official duties, so I won't accompany you..."

  This kind of good thing, of course, will be more interesting if everyone participates together...

  Besides, these people will never be satisfied with stopping losses, and will definitely do everything possible to seize the interests of other areas that have not been affected by bad money...

   Before the main meal starts, let’s have a bowl of soup first!

   The weather is hot, and I also encountered personal matters...

   Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, what should I do?

   It seems that I can only find some comfort and excuses for myself forever...

   Life is always like...

  (end of this chapter)