The villain and the powerful official secretly read the diary and broke my plot every day

"Xianghua, don't think too much. At least you are still alive. As long as you are alive, there is hope."

In Jiang Jiang's heart, she actually guessed that Xianghua's sister might be in danger. She was not as optimistic as Li Pingan, but she still couldn't help but comfort Xianghua.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I'll go down and get busy." Xianghua nodded, turned and left.

Jiang Jiang looked at her back and sighed slightly.

"There are too many people suffering in this world, and you can't help them all." Li Ping'an's voice sounded faintly in Jiang Jiang's ears.

He felt that Jiang Jiang was a contradiction. Sometimes she only cared about her relatives and friends, only cared about her own feelings, and never thought about the life and death of others.

But sometimes, she is very emotional and kind. When facing the weak, she doesn't mind extending a helping hand again and again.

Perhaps, human beings are just such contradictory beings.

After hearing what Li Ping'an said, Jiang Jiang lowered her eyes slightly.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

Just like the recent cotton prices, the prices have increased tenfold, but no cotton farmers have gained any real benefit.

Those who ultimately benefit are those who are powerful or who can get the news in advance, including Jiang Jiang.

However, Jiang Jiang also noticed that the trend in the capital was changing recently.

It is obvious that the cotton in Sanfeng City was burned, and the cotton production in other places combined is not as high as that in Sanfeng City. This is why everyone is willing to buy cotton at a high price.

but……

Is there too much cotton on the market?

It seems like the supply is endless. As long as someone offers a high price, there will be a seller immediately.

There is a price and there is a market, which is very strange.

Perhaps to confirm Jiang Jiang's guess, the next morning, when Jiang Jiang went to Mingyue Tower for morning tea, she heard Zhang Fugui mention the news that cotton prices had suddenly fallen.

"Has the price of cotton dropped?"

Jiang Jiang put down the bowl in her hand and looked at Zhang Fugui curiously: "How much did it drop?"

"Not much, only a 10% drop. But strangely, quite a few people are still selling." Zhang Fugui's chubby face was full of confusion. "Didn't they say the fire in Sanfeng City burned all the cotton? How come there's suddenly so much cotton in the capital? Boss Jiang, I'll be honest with you. A few days ago, I was drinking with the owner of Jinxiu Tower, and he boasted smugly that his behind-the-scenes boss had already purchased several thousand kilograms of cotton. Several other cloth shop owners have mentioned the same thing to me. There must be something fishy going on here."

“Yeah, this is a big article.”

After hearing what Zhang Fugui said, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but laugh.

Only she, the person who traveled through the book, knew that the cotton in Sanfeng City would be burned. Under normal circumstances, no one else would be able to predict it.

But now, things are not normal.

Because of Gu Yanqing, he must have known it too!

He had already known it...

"Lao Zhang, you didn't collect the cotton, did you?"

Jiang Jiang turned to look at Zhang Fugui and asked.

"No." Zhang Fugui shook his head. "We run a restaurant business, so we don't have many connections. Not everyone can get cotton."

Yes, even when the price of cotton did not increase, not everyone had the means to purchase a large amount of cotton at one time.

Jiang Jiang narrowed her eyes. She had never doubted Gu Yanqing and Uncle Ping at that time.

After all... at that time, she had just arrived in the capital and was unfamiliar with the place. No, to be more precise, she only had a vague understanding of many things in this world.

When she first traveled through time, she relied on her knowledge of novel plots and always looked at the world from a God's perspective. She was self-righteous and felt that she could easily change the fate of others.

In fact, what is her ability?

She is not even as good as Huang E'er. People in this world are much smarter than her.

[Jiang Jiang: Ancient times are too dangerous. I want to go back to modern times!]

"Boss Jiang?" Zhang Fugui, who was standing by, saw Jiang Jiang's complicated expression and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Could it be...Boss Jiang, did you buy cotton?"

"No." Jiang Jiang denied it directly.

She had never bought or sold anything. Everything was handled by Uncle Ping. Even if someone came to investigate, they would only find that the person behind it was Gu Yanqing, and had nothing to do with her, Jiang Jiang.

This can be considered a good thing. Perhaps Gu Yanqing had planned this from the beginning. He knew very well why Jiang Jiang didn't want to show up.

He knew everything. Even if he didn't send someone to follow her secretly, Gu Yanqing seemed to be able to grasp all of Jiang Jiang's movements.

he……

Jiang Jiang had some guesses in her heart, but she was not sure.

**

On August 25th, there was a heavy rain in the capital. Jiang Jiang was in a bad mood because the posters and cartoons she had drawn and hung outside Yanlou were destroyed by the heavy rain.

After all, those paintings were not painted with waterproof paints, so when the wooden boards were wet by rain, the pictures became blurred. We had no choice but to send people to take down all the painting boards in advance.

Maybe this is what they mean by "Man proposes, God disposes"?

Of course, there are times when people can conquer nature, such as the price of cotton in Beijing, which suddenly plummeted after a heavy rain.

It is said that the owner of Guangmao Trading Company in Sanfeng City has woken up from his coma. After hearing about the soaring cotton prices, he sat on his sickbed with a confused look on his face.

Because the goods in his warehouse were not cotton at all!

To be precise, there was indeed cotton in those warehouses at first, but later... he asked someone to check the weather and was told that there would be a heavy rain in August, and the warehouse needed temporary repairs at that time, so he took advantage of the night to find a few trusted people to transport the cotton away, and the row of warehouses were all replaced with other goods.

Those goods were no cheaper than cotton, which is why the boss of Guangmao Trading Company vomited blood and passed out after the fire. At that time, the government controlled the company's staff and forbade them from releasing any information. His trusted aides did not want to get into trouble, so they kept silent...

This is the story. No matter whether others believe it or not, at least the people believe it, and the continuous emergence of batches of cotton has generally confirmed this statement.

A cotton war ended inexplicably.

In the imperial city.

Emperor Jianping was very happy and even held a special banquet to entertain officials of the third rank and above in the court.

"Minister Meng, I think your Ministry of Revenue has a plan in mind this time."

Emperor Jianping looked at Meng Xiang with a smile on his face. "I've heard that Yan Zheng, the owner of Guangmao Trading Company, went to the government office in Sanfeng City to apologize for this blunder. He even offered to donate half of his cotton inventory to the court for free to provide winter supplies for the border troops. This businessman is quite righteous."

Free donation!

This means that this time the Ministry of Revenue can get countless kilograms of cotton without spending a penny.

The corner of Meng Xiang's eye twitched, but the next second, he nodded with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty is wise, God bless our Qingyun!"

God bless Qingyun...

Ha ha.

Many officials sitting at the banquet had smiles on their faces but were crying in their hearts.

They had bought a lot of cotton at a high price, and Meng Xiang had promised them that the Ministry of Revenue would double the money and buy back the cotton from them, but now...

All wasted.