Jixi County Magistrate Shu Bangru ran to the government office and sued Hu Song, the second son of Hu Zongxian of Longchuan Village, for not paying taxes for several years. At the same time, he unveiled the cover that the former two county magistrates sent the taxes paid by the Hu family to other civilian fields. Although this trick caused quite a stir in the Fucheng and the county town. However, after Mr. Xu and other Huizhou gentry jointly proposed that after the collective worship of Hu Zongxian on the third day of November this year, this matter was temporarily shelved by the prefect of Huizhou Duan Chaozong, the prefect of Huizhou, and suddenly faded out of the eyes of most people.

Although it has been nearly five years since Hu Zongxian committed suicide after he went to Tianzhuo, and many celebrities in Huizhou were born, and there were many celebrities in the court, not without others rising step by step. For example, after Yin Zhengmao replaced Li Yan, the war in Guangxi was smooth, and he had the momentum of creating another famous minister with both civil and military affairs, but it still could not replace Hu Zongxian's position in the minds of Huizhou people. Just like the west garden where many years have been repaired but still cannot hide the decline, the southeast pillar plaque written by Wang Daokun, no matter how the censors in the court held Hu Zongxian at the beginning, the times have changed, and people have died for so many years, and the majority of them have been unfair.

Even acquaintances on the streets and alleys would chat about the coming fifth anniversary. This time, the worship was different from the public memorial when Hu Zongxian had just died. Those aides, guests and friends came from all directions or sent tributes from afar. That time, the officials were officials, including many famous lords, and this time it was a completely civil act. Not long after he returned from Lianghuai, Mr. Xu, who no longer managed the salt business in his family, raised up as many as 3,000 taels of money, which were divided into two stages: the first tribute and the main tribute on the death day.

On November 1st, the sacrifice was held in front of the Grand Governor's House that still stood silently in the mansion. The main sacrifice on the death day was to go to the ancestral tomb of the Hu family in Longchuan Village, Jixi.

For this reason, the Hu family of Longchuan did not know how many people mobilized urgently and prepared to provide accommodation and food for the worshipers who came from afar for free. However, Huizhou Prefect Duan Chaozong and She County Magistrate Ye Junyao had already booked that they would not attend the worship of Zhengri, but would appear in the first sacrifice of the Grand Governor's Office in Fucheng. After all, as parents, they could not leave the capital at will, and some other county magistrates would take time to come to Fucheng. As for Hu Songqi, after rushing to Fucheng, he stayed for three days before returning and began to make preparations. He seemed to be unwilling to Shubangru's accusation that he had owed summer taxes and autumn grains for many years.

Now that Hu Zongxian's death day is approaching, even those of the same clan are not willing to use this matter to suppress it. However, there are many people who are worried or sigh for Hu Zongxian's children and grandchildren.

Under such a big wave that swept through the prefectures and six counties in Huizhou. The grain merchants in Xiuning found out that Wang Fulin was often arrested by Mr. Xu, who were regarded as representatives of the Wang family in Songmingshan, and were deeply involved in Hu Zongxian's death. They were naturally happy to laugh secretly and bargained with the merchants on their own. They just wanted to give this batch of rice that had just been collected after the autumn harvest to those merchants at a high price. Anyway, those people were eager to transport the rice to Hangzhou, where the rice prices were high for sale. As for the spring grain shortage, Xiuning also had grain merchants who specialized in Huguang and other major grain producing areas in Jiangxi, Nanzhili, and Jiangxi, which could naturally fill the gap in spring grain shortage in Huizhou.

However, at this moment, rumors that the price of rice in Hangzhou fell by 30% suddenly spread!

At first, the grain traders thought that the news was deliberately spread to reduce the price. But as a ship came from Hangzhou, it was said that the previous poor harvest was true, but the rice prices continued to be transported to Huguang and Zhejiang. The rice prices fell sharply. These merchants, including Wu Xingcai, suddenly became panicked. Before they even negotiated with the rice harvesters, they had left them and ran away! You know, the market for rice in Huizhou was originally higher than that in other places in Nanzhili. If it weren't for the convenience of waterways and the expensive rice in Hangzhou, they would make a lot of profits in ten days. Who would hurry to buy rice from Huizhou to Hangzhou to sell?

Now, some people wanted to contact other merchants, and would rather sell them at a lower price than sell them. Some people were ruthless to stock up on the rice until the highest point next year. But most grain merchants were a little unwilling to accept it. So, at this time, the shopkeeper Ye Qinglong, the young shopkeeper of the charity shop, posted a post to invite everyone to gather and discuss the rice industry guild. Many grain merchants then remembered that there was an institution, and even Wang Fulin behind the shopkeeper Ye. On the day of the party, they all came. But when they arrived at the place, they were extremely annoyed that not to mention that Wang Fulin was not seen, even Cheng Naixuan could not see anyone. It was only Ye Qinglong, who was just a young man in the past, was present.

"I know you haven't seen the little official, and it's a bit unhappy. Today, the little official was invited by Duan Mansion Master, so I can't get out of time." Ye Qinglong smiled and said bluntly, "I know you are all busy people. What are you most worried about now? I don't waste time. I heard that some people are going to kill some prices to sell them to other grain merchants, and some are going to continue to grit their teeth and stock up on goods, but more people think that those traders must be playing hard to get. After all, not only Hangzhou has the worst harvest this year, but also Suzhou's gap is also very large because more and more people are planting mulberry fields and cotton fields. But what I want to tell you is that the sharp drop in rice prices in Hangzhou is true, and those traders have really left, not the trick of playing hard to get."

At this moment, even if the grain merchants who looked down on Ye Qinglong could not help but sit up straight, their faces were solemn and shocked and angry. The other words Ye Qinglong said made them happy.

"If you don't believe it, you can go back and wait. If no one comes to offer the offer at that time, my little official said that as the first president of the Rice Industry Guild, he is willing to accept the food you were originally planning to sell according to the price you negotiated with the rice before. This is the benefit the president gave you."

The grain merchants were stunned. What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

However, the grain traders' entanglements were just small things, very small things. Hu Zongxian's death day was a big thing, a big thing. Because this matter had spread rapidly from Huizhou Prefecture to Yanzhou, Hangzhou Prefecture, Shaoxing Prefecture... Since mid-October, I didn't know how many cars, horses and ships there were in the traffic jams. So five days before the day, from Huizhou Prefecture to Shexian County, all the Xiejia Inns and Hostels were filled with empty rooms. Not to mention empty rooms, even many houses started to do business of staying!

Even Shen Mingchen, who had joined the Hu Zongxian's shogunate, came. Many former guests may not have time to come. However, some disciples arrived and attended the worship on their behalf and performed the ceremony at the same time.

On November 1st, the day after the first sacrifice at the Grand Governor of the Fucheng District, I saw countless Huizhou people helping the elderly and young, watching the ceremony silently. Huizhou magistrate Duan Chaozong and She County Magistrate Ye Junyao, led by Qimen County Magistrate and Wuyuan County Magistrate, even Shu Bangru, the magistrate of Jixi County, who Wang Fulin thought he would never come, came, even though he had a stern face.

After joining the patriarch Wang Daohan and serving the village officials and gentry on behalf of the Wang family in Songmingshan, Wang Fulin quietly retreated to the Grand Governor's House. He had already booked a house to talk about the grain merchants with Cheng Naixuan. When Cheng Naixuan quietly returned, he was behind the scenes. Looking around, he saw a group of town officials and scholars, and many people chose to kowtow in front of the Grand Governor's House or bow down, leaving a stick of incense. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel that the deceased had left and the glory was still there. But when he saw Hu Songqi, he was a little calmer.

He had told Mr. Xu that this person was the best, but now he would add two more words to the best, the best bastard! He didn't cry until he saw the coffin. He thought that Shu Bangru, the magistrate of Jixi County, had just heard a lot of thunder and rain. He even asked him to say something to many gentry, if Shu Bangru mentioned this matter again in the future, ask him to help raise a donation among these people to help them overcome the difficulties. He didn't intend to go too far, but now facing such a good show of my heroic son, although he knew some signs, he was deliberately giving people a bad idea!

"Fulin!"

Hearing this cry, Wang Fulin turned his head and saw that Mrs. Su was following Xiaobei and Ye Mingyue, and also entered here. Seeing her in a common man, her demeanor was completely different from that of ordinary people. The two of them were dressed in a simple manner and did not wear any jewelry on their bodies. Thinking that Duan Chaozong and Ye Junyao were both here, Mr. Duan was also offering sacrifices with Ye Xiaopang in front of him. He asked everyone that they were actually mixed with those men and participated in the worship. He couldn't help but secretly praised Mrs. Su's cheerful temperament of not being afraid of showing up in public.

"Although today's scene is big, it is probably even worse than the main sacrifice in Longchuan Village. According to Mr. Shen Mingchen, Mr. Mao Kunmao, Mr. He Xinyin and Mr. He will all come by then."

Speaking of this, he looked at Xiaobei and said, "If all these people come and they have seen you again before, it is not difficult to be fair for you, but do you still not plan to return to the clan?"

"What are Guizong doing? My elder brother is like a father, waiting for him to make a marriage for me and marry me?" Xiaobei stared at Hu Songqi with grim teeth and hatred, and suddenly became angry again, "If it weren't for my father's death day, I really wanted to teach him a bigger lesson! His father's reputation was almost ruined by him!"

When Mrs. Su saw Wang Fulin heard this, she blinked and knew that he was not persuading Xiaobei to return to the clan, but to make her determined. She looked at the little girl who had taught herself for four or five years, and then said to Ye Mingyue: "This time, Longchuan Village, you can accompany Xiaobei, I won't go. Mr. Meilin was once a hero, but now the fifth anniversary of his death is very big, thinking about Xu Wenchang's crazy because of this, and he is still imprisoned for the murder of his wife, and the rest of the Mubins are also depressed. He has a heroic life, but after his death, he has been stigmatized and his children and grandchildren are even more useless. It is really regrettable."

Seeing Xiaobei looking at Mrs. Su, and Ye Mingyue also winked at him desperately, as if instructing her to persuade her to persuade Mrs. Su, Wang Fulin asked seriously: "Madam, don't you go to Longchuan Village? Maybe this time, there is a big excitement to watch in addition to the main festival in Longchuan Village."

Mrs. Su also heard about Shubangru's incident in Huizhou government office because of the summer tax and autumn grain that the Hu family had never paid. But today, people also came, and she couldn't believe that the Jixi County Magistrate would attack in such a regular sacrifice. She stared at Wang Fulin for a long time, and finally said with a deliberate face: "Mr. Meilin's death day is so big, can't you postpone this excitement?"

"I think it's a pity that others don't seem to think about it very much. So, it's better for a trip together."

Seeing Wang Fulin showing a particularly sincere expression, Mrs. Su knew that she shouldn't laugh on this serious occasion today, but her eyebrows were still bent.

"Okay, I'll go and see what you sell in the gourd!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!