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"Has it come to this?"

Jiang Pingshun nodded heavily. "There are many cases of cannibalism. If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask Prince Rong."

boom!

Xiao Yanheng angrily threw the memorial on the table to the ground, his eyes bloodshot with anger.

"Do these people think I'm a fool? Why didn't anyone report such a serious incident?"

Jiang Pingshun shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Pass the order, open the granaries and release grain to help with the disaster relief!" Xiao Yanheng gave a strict order.

The eunuch in charge obeyed the order and knelt down tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. It's not that we are not fulfilling our responsibilities, but it's that the treasury is empty and there is no food to provide relief."

This time, Xiao Yanheng was completely stunned.

"How could this be?"

The eunuch in charge sighed quietly, "The Emperor has only been resting for two hours each night these past few days. Zhang Long and his men are desperately hoping that he'll collapse from exhaustion, so how can we bear to bother them with trivial matters? Right now, the ministers are also scrambling to find food."

"or……"

Xiao Yanheng was thinking about looking for Su Yuan when he suddenly remembered that she had mentioned in the letter that she was being closely watched by her father and she dared not act rashly.

Xiao Yanheng pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the emperor remained silent for a long time, Jiang Pingshun couldn't help but feel uneasy.

He stared at the emperor and asked anxiously, "Your Majesty, is there any good solution?"

Xiao Yanheng raised his head, his eyes changing from confusion to determination.

"There's no time to lose. Send someone south immediately and send another group into the mountains. Those bandits must have plenty of food."

Jiang Pingshun was stunned when he heard this.

Let them rob the bandits of their food?

"This……"

Jiang Pingshun was in a dilemma.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Pingshun cautiously reminded: "Your Majesty, we are court officials after all. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to just rob us."

"I'm not asking you to rob, I'm asking you to trade."

trade……

Jiang Pingshun fell silent again.

Although this reason is good, if we go at this time, how could the other party not understand our intention?

Seeing Jiang Pingshun standing there motionless, Xiao Yanheng frowned.

"Why, my words are no longer effective?"

Jiang Pingshun quickly shook his head: "I have absolutely no such intention. Your Majesty is right, we should go and 'trade'."

After saying this, Jiang Pingshun bowed respectfully, took orders, and led his men out of the city to actually "trade".

……

Inside the small western-style building.

Su Yuan yawned and walked down the stairs with messy hair.

Yang Sheng, wearing an apron, brought out breakfast from the kitchen and glanced coldly at Su Yuan who had just woken up.

The aroma of food wafted into the air, and Su Yuan gave Yang Sheng a thumbs up.

"Yang Sheng, you are so capable. Any girl who marries you in the future will be so blessed."

"If Miss Su likes it, I can do it next time." Yang Sheng said expressionlessly.

"Cough-cough-"

Su Yuan was startled by his words and started coughing.

"you……"

Seeing her hesitant to speak, Yang Sheng immediately understood what she was thinking.

He quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, my father felt guilty charging too much for protecting you, so he asked me to do more work. That's all."

Su Yuan's face turned even redder when she realized that she had misunderstood again.

She quietly defended herself, "I didn't think much of it at all, and I think it was you who misunderstood."

After saying that, Su Yuan glared at Yang Sheng again.

A smile appeared on Yang Sheng's face.

He tapped the table lightly and asked curiously, "You and Situ Yefeng have opened a company together, and you have such a big factory. Can you handle it?"

"Will it be hard?" she asked.

The things learned in college are diverse, and these are all a piece of cake for her. Besides, she is not alone. There are people to help with factory management, and the auction house is managed by two big bosses, Situ Yefeng and He Jingchen. What is she afraid of?

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Yuan quickly stood up.

"Now that you mention it, I remember that I haven't chosen the items for the first auction yet. I have to go and pick some more."

After saying that, Su Yuan hurried to the basement again.

Looking at her quickly leaving figure, Yang Sheng frowned.

If he had anticipated this earlier, he would not have mentioned it to Su Yuan.

As soon as the door of the basement opened, Su Yuan busied herself collecting antique calligraphy and paintings, porcelain ornaments, and even took out the jewelry that Xiao Yanheng had given her.

Su Yuan pondered over those pieces of cloth and hesitated for a long time, but finally added them in.

Night falls.

Situ Yefeng and He Jingchen arrived together.

Looking at the pile of treasures that Su Yuan had collected in such a short time, Situ Yefeng was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. They were so big that they could even fit an egg in them.

After finally closing his mouth, Situ Yefeng winked at He Jingchen.

He Jingchen checked each one carefully, but still shook his head.

"Although these are valuable, none of them are treasures that can hold their own. Do you have anything more valuable?"

"Isn't this enough?" Su Yuan asked in surprise.

He Jingchen nodded quickly, "These of yours are at most valuable. Real collectors would not look down on them."

After hearing what He Jingchen said, Su Yuan suddenly realized, "Don't tell me, I really have a treasure hidden here."

After saying that, Su Yuan ran up the stairs again.

When she went downstairs again, she had another scroll of calligraphy and painting in her hands.

"How is Xiao Yanheng's work?"

He Jingchen took it carefully, and after a thorough inspection, his eyes became meaningful when he looked at Su Yuan.

Su Yuan couldn't help feeling uneasy as she didn't hear any comments for a long time.

It seems that Xiao Yanheng did not leave behind any calligraphy or paintings?

"Is there a problem?" Su Yuan asked cautiously.

"No problem!" Situ Yefeng stared at Su Yuan curiously. "Great Wei relics are already rare, and you've pulled out so many at once. Little Yuan, you have to tell me the truth. Did you really dig up some Great Wei emperor's tomb in secret?"

"How is that possible!" Su Yuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing Situ Yefeng's face full of disbelief, she had no choice but to explain: "These are all real. The reason they are in my hands is because they were passed down from my grandfather."

"Mr. Su actually left behind so many treasures?" Situ Yefeng was full of astonishment.

Obviously, he was skeptical about Su Yuan's words.

Faced with suspicious eyes, Su Yuan shrugged lightly.

"I can't help it if you don't believe me. These were all given to me by others. Only a few belong to my grandfather."

After saying that, Su Yuan pointed to one of the paintings.

"This was a gift from Guo Jiangming. It's going to fetch a whopping price."

Situ Yefeng laughed.

He jokingly said, "Guo Jiangming is a character too. He can't appreciate so many good things and prefers a fake one."

He Jingchen suddenly interrupted: "These things need to be spread in advance. The Guo family..."

Su Yuan shrugged helplessly.

"At this point, there's no point in saying more. Zhuang Zhenyan and her gang won't be able to intervene. Just go ahead and do it."

Yang Sheng coughed.

"You seem to have ignored me?"

Situ Yefeng finally came to his senses and put his hand on Yang Sheng's shoulder.

"No, no, Yang Sheng's weight is incomparable to Guo Jiangming and his ilk. Let's stop worrying about it."

While saying this, Situ Yefeng winked at Su Yuan.

While they were talking, He Jingchen had already estimated the price.

After arranging for people to move the things, he went ahead.

Seeing that Situ Yefeng had no intention of leaving, Su Yuan couldn't help but look at Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng's face was as gloomy as water and he ordered them to leave.