Chapter 97 Promise, just a child's play

Several people walked in and saw such a situation. When Leng Guyun saw them, he immediately put down the teacup in his hand and came forward as if he couldn't put it down. With his pace, the merchants also turned their attention to these newcomers. There are naturally some visions of businessmen who can mix in Chu Lingcheng.

Several people completely ignored the merchant's eyes and sat down directly on the big chair, looking at them indifferently.

Outside, there is a circle of soldiers wearing knives who are staring at them, and Chu Ling's senior officials are treating them fiercely. Now there are several people who don't know their identity at all, but they know at a glance that they are watching them like watching a good play. After being depressed for a long time, the merchants finally broke out. People in the circle exchanged glances one after another. Someone whispered, "Boss Hu, you are a big rice merchant in Chu Lingcheng. Why don't you go?"

Looking at their neat and consistent response, Boss Hu should be the leading figure in this group. The market share of the Ge family in Chu Lingcheng is definitely not smaller than that of Boss Hu, but at this time, they don't look for Ge Xiyan. Who wants to easily trust a person who doesn't know? Even if he is strong.

One of the men in his thirties walked in front of this group of people. It should be the one named Boss Hu. He saluted several people and said respectfully, "Excuse me, what's the matter with us?"

Red sandalwood didn't say anything, so Leng Guyun snorted coldly, "What's the matter? Don't you know what's going on?"

Boss Hu touched a hard nail, and suddenly it was a little difficult to get off. He took a look at his companion behind him and said bravely, "General, forgive me. Hu is an honest businessman. I really don't know what the general's name is?"

Leng Guyun did not answer his question directly, but asked, "Do you know what the responsibilities of soldiers are?"

Red sandalwood glanced at him when he heard the words, and Leng Guyun bowed his head respectfully to her.

"This..." This seemingly irrelevant question made Boss Hu confused for a moment, so he had to say bluntly, "Soldiers, naturally protect the family and the country."

Leng Guyun clapped his hands with admiration. With every pat, everyone's heart sank, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in his gourd. Leng Guyun stood up as he patted. He said, "Boss Hu is right. So, what should I do if someone intends to kill money and trap the country in danger?"

"Such a person should be severely punished, and it is not an excessive to splash blood on Xingtai." Boss Hu seemed to be a righteous person and gave this answer almost immediately.

Leng Guyun smiled with more admiration. He went to Boss Hu and patted him on the shoulder heavily. Every time he patted Boss Hu's whole body sank, but he didn't make a sound.

After shooting, Leng Guyun's face suddenly changed, and his unsmiling face was like a layer of frost. His eyes were like an electric shot in the businessman's pile and said, "Well, it's not too much for you to splash blood in court! Hoarding, raising the market price, and making a fortune in the national disaster, you can't save the people, trapped in water and fire, and hurting the root of the country. It's no exaggeration to splash blood in court!"

After saying that, he waved his iron arms, and the soldiers who stood straight drew their swords out together, and the merchants who were pierced with bright swords were sober.

The merchants subconsciously took two steps back. Have they ever seen such a battle? There is no comparison between real knives and real guns at them, and the usual lip and tongue war.

Seeing this, Leng Guyun retreated behind the red sandalwood, stood with his sword in his arms, staring at the frightened merchants. The frightened businessmen looked at him and realized who the protagonist was today, but their lives were at stake, and they did not dare to act rashly.

They didn't move, and the red sandalwood moved. With her fingers clinging to the hot teacup, she raised her lower jaw slightly and looked straight at the businessman and said, "I can understand that the businessman is very profitable and only seeks profit. But you should not provoke the majesty of the country at this time. Today, you will not suffer if you cut the price and put the price at the usual level. Or--"

There was a hook at the corners of her mouth, five fingers and a "touch" teacup broke into pieces and slid down from her hand, accompanied by her faint and emotionless words: "Dead!"

Chong Shang's heart was shocked, and he didn't dare to come out for a moment. Looking at the broken teacup, he saw his fate in a trance. Life, at this moment, is so insignificant.

Red sandalwood took the handkerchief handed over by Wucang Juelan and wiped it. After the water stains on her hands were wiped clean, she slowly put away the handkerchief and said lightly, "I don't have time to think about it for you. We don't have enough patience to accompany you here. Now, give your answer."

"I answer--" Some of the businessmen immediately wanted to reply, but before the words were fully spoken, they were blocked by Boss Hu with a look. He immediately shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Red Sandalwood looked at this boss Hu and didn't mind his stop. This step was what she expected.

After stopping his companions severely, Boss Hu turned around and raised his chest and said, "What's the name of this gentleman?" What right do you have to decide our life and death?

Boss Hu is an authentic businessman. Even at such a juncture, after being shocked, he can still quickly restore the shrewdness of the businessman. Red sandalwood is not afraid of being known for his identity: "In Xia Youlinmu, there is no official and no position."

After saying this, the bottom was obviously relieved. It turned out that his fierce result was nothing. Boss Hu had confidence: "Since the prince is nothing, please don't mind your own business."

It's not surprising that she has her own way to deal with it: "Boss Hu, I'm sorry to take the liberty. Please answer me a question in front of so many people present, no, it should be in front of the emperor.

With Leng Guyun's lesson, Boss Hu was much more vigilant this time. He cautiously asked, "What's the problem?"

"Do you believe that there are gods above three feet?" Red sandalwood pointed to the top of his head and nodded cautiously. Then he looked at him and said smoothly, "So, have you forgotten yourself in those years? In the flood of Honghu Lake, your family was destroyed overnight. A poor man saved you and adopted you. You have been inspired to be a big boss since you were a child, to repay that poor farmer, so that all people like you can eat enough and wear warm clothes. So now, have you done it?"

She seemed to smile and then said, "Yes, you have done it. You have become a rich businessman in Chu Lingcheng. You live a good life and you don't have to endure hunger and cold from now on. But what about your vow? There are so many refugees outside who can't afford to eat and have no place to live. You not only don't help them, but also raise prices to make them starve to death. How cruel are you? This is the promise you made, just like a play.

What she said was not urgent and did not seem to have any harsh criticism, but it was as uncomfortable as a needle in Boss Hu's ear. Shanghai has been ups and down for several years. He is used to gold and silver. He has soaked in it all day long and has long forgotten what he looked like at the beginning. But now, all this, which he deliberately or unintentionally ignored, was torn apart by her and exposed to the sun, the air, and everyone's eyes, leaving him nowhere to escape.

And he is not the only one with such a plot. Who doesn't want to be a good person at the beginning, make himself better, and if he can, also benefit others. But later, they gradually forgot what a good person is. Perhaps, there is really no line between good and bad. They began to only care about their own self-interest and competed all day long. But what is the purpose of making so much money? After emptying his conscience, he felt empty and tortured himself day and night.

Red sandalwood let them immerse themselves in their world. She always believes that no one is vicious from the beginning. If no one treats them viciously, they will not treat others viciously. Poor people must have hate, and hateful hearts must have sad pain. As for the refugee matter, they can take a step back to the beginning, which is good for everyone.

A long and long period of silence, it was Ge Xiyan who took the lead in breaking this stalemate. He came out of the businessman and said with a smile, "What else is there to hesitate about? It's not that we should spend our money on the family, adjust the price back to the original price, and get everything back on track, and make money as much as in the past. Isn't it good that thousands of refugees are grateful?

He said lightly, "Okay, brother, well, Mr. You, our Ge family is the first to agree to lower the price. So, can I go now?"

Red sandalwood nodded: "Refugees will be grateful to you."

Ge Xiyan stepped out with his decent hands on his back, and the soldiers who besieged the city gave him a way.

Looking at Ge Xiyan's safe departure, the merchants exchanged their eyes with complicated expressions, and the first merchant in Chu Lingcheng reduced the price.

Boss Hu finally came to his senses after Ge Xiyan left. He looked as if he had been dehydrated. His eyes looking at the red sandalwood were extremely complicated, and finally he was exhausted and said, "From today on, everything in the Hu store must not exceed the usual price."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and left a little depressed. After the two major merchants left, other merchants had no reason to insist. There was no leader, and there were knives and guns against each other. They had no choice but to compromise. Moreover, the persistence in their hearts had already been vulnerable.

"We cut the price." The rest of the merchants compromised together. If you have no choice, why don't you have any willingness?

The red sandalwood smiled faintly. She stood up and made a gesture of invitation to the soldiers, still saying, "The refugees will be grateful to you."

It was not until all the merchants left that several people sat back in the chair with relief, and Ge Xiyan, who had left before, also came back from another direction. Red sandalwood said to him, "Xi Yan, you first boil your rice grain into porridge, and then make steamed buns in large quantities. In addition, go to buy grain cloth as soon as possible. I don't know how many refugees will die if they hold on.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Ge Xiyan's buttocks were not hot, so he immediately got up and walked out.

Wu Cang Juelan looked at her with a little tired expression, and a smile came out of her lips and whispered, "Amu, you can have a good rest first. Only when you have health can you do good things.

"People who practice martial arts are not so delicate." The red sandalwood spoke, but his eyes were slightly closed. Thinking about it, you can also go to the recruitment place to see the situation.

Seeing that she was so persistent, he understood what she thought. Even if he was not so happy for her to run around, he still sat quietly beside her and kept silent.

No one spoke for about a quarter of an hour, and the soldiers retreated silently. Red Sandalwood slowly opened his eyes and stood up and said, "Gu Yun, let's go to the recruit recruitment office."

"Yes." Leng Guyun immediately led the way in front of him.

After a business war without gunpowder smoke, several people began to go to another battlefield.