Chapter 581 Blocking the Door and Crying

You can’t dig in the winter… you can’t dig in the winter!

The screen in Yan Laoer's mind is flashing!

In other words, the coal sold to them by Xizhou...can't be replaced?

"I'll settle the score for you!" Yan Laoer didn't know where he got the strength from, but he was almost lifted up and pressed against his face.

His expression was extremely serious at this time, and he reported the account word for word: "... We agreed to the price quoted by your King Qi, and also gave us the money. Now, we want our coal!"

"I don't care what you think of, we in Guanzhou need enough coal!"

"coal!"

He growled and asked: "Do you understand? Do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!" the steward responded urgently.

He felt like Manager Yan was trying to eat people, as if he was trying to eat him alive!

"Just wait a few more days and it will be there. Don't worry, just wait a few more days." The steward said with a white face.

Yan Laoer:? ? ? ! ! !

He blinked slowly.

He frowned and looked at each other.

What does it mean? What does it mean to wait for a few days?

"You can pull these back first, and then you can pull them back after a while..." The little steward smiled flatteringly and asked in a low voice: "Do you think it's... right?"

"Didn't you say that your mine can't be mined in winter? Where did you get the coal?" As soon as Yan Laoer heard that there was coal, he took off most of it in an instant. He suddenly felt so tired and panicked. He looked at his hand and saw that he was holding a coal. Big living people...

Boy, is this something I can do? !

"There is...another coal yard, which stores coal. It just takes some time. It's a bit far away, yes, very far, so you have to wait a little longer..." The young steward felt he was quick to act, and the editor It must be quite like that.

In fact, there is no other coal mine. What he is talking about is the private mine. He knows that private mine. There is a part of the open-pit mine that is easy to mine and the work does not stop in winter.

Yan Laoer slowly let go of his hand.

The other party took a few big breaths.

He swung it with his hands behind his back.

hiss! My hands are so sore...

With his brain active, Yan Laoer began to think carefully about the other party's words.

After comparing it with the known information, we can figure it out.

But now he has to pretend not to know.

So...there has to be a fuss that needs to be made!

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"Your Majesty! They Xizhou... They Xizhou are not good people! They are cheating us!"

A grieving male voice sounded before dawn.

"In the past, a hundred catties of coal cost one cent for five cents. How much did Xizhou sell us? A hundred catties of coal cost two taels of silver! Two taels of silver!" When Yan Laoer talked about money, he was quite sincere: "Black! It's so dark! But what can we do? We can only continue, we can only accept it!"

Yan Laoer was filled with grief and anger: "We in Guanzhou are suffering!"

"My flesh and bones were frozen to death and buried in the snow..." I couldn't apologize for the last sentence. He couldn't apologize for the time being at his level, so he had to answer: "It's just because I didn't buy the coal back!"

"Ouch!" Yan Laoer got emotional and burst into tears: "Without coal, how many people in Guanzhou would freeze to death! Without coal, how could we have the face to go back to see the elders in Guanzhou!

There is no coal... Your Majesty, I am so ashamed of you! It’s no use that you trust me so much and send me to help the prince buy coal... Wuwuwu! My lord, they don’t even pay enough for high-priced coal!

This is a relative with the same surname, isn't it? They only try to trick their own family! My lord! Our prince is so pitiful! Other princes sleep on the hot kang where they are sweating, but our prince is not even willing to add more firewood. How pitiful is my prince! "

Manager Zhou was shocked!

He squinted for a while, and when he opened his eyes, what was going on?

Is this his brother Yan?

The steward of the British Royal Palace?

Is this all?

Yan Laoer didn't care about that, and started singing, chanting, and beating in front of Manager Zhou's door.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Laoer shouted loudly, almost sending Manager Zhou back as he stepped out the door. "A scholar will die for his confidant. Huai'an cannot allow the young master to be bullied. I want to go to Prince Qi's mansion and ask him why his uncle, Prince Qi, bullies his nephew like this!"

"I, Yan Huaian, am a weak scholar. I can't lift my hands... but I still have a mouth!

I want to ask carefully, why do you bully our prince? The prince is observing the etiquette. It’s hard to ask his uncle. I will ask on behalf of the prince whether they have the same ancestors, whether Guanzhou and Xizhou share the borders and defend against foreign enemies. "

Yan Laoer seemed to be angry, but his voice was getting louder and louder, sometimes crying, sometimes roaring, while his mind was still recalling several key points that his daughter had summarized for him.

"How can we separate the two brothers? Our prince has parents, but our prince is not enough. We still have an old man in our family!"

"If Xizhou doesn't give Guanzhou an explanation today, we will definitely report this to the emperor!"

Yan Laoer suddenly shouted: "No!"

With a determined look on his face, he said: "We are going to sue at every level, from the county government office to the prefectural government government office... to the capital, to the main hall!!!" He gestured with his fingers, from low to high, upwards.

As soon as the word "dian" came down, that finger wanted to stab into the sky.

Manager Zhou was frightened when he heard this.

His voice changed slightly: "Brother Yan, what are you doing? Who recruited you? Tell me, Brother Zhou will help you deal with him. Deal with him severely. Who is disrespectful to the prince? Point it out. Click it out and see how I deal with it. It will definitely satisfy you.

"Anyone who complains or doesn't complain is all a member of the family. Aren't we in Xizhou and Guanzhou like you said, we are connected with each other? Even if we break our bones, our tendons are still connected!"

Yan Laoer wiped the tears that had been frozen by the cold wind on his face.

He choked up and said, "Brother Zhou, what does your prince mean? Does he think that our prince is easy to fool because he looks young? But we who followed him are not here to eat for free. We are men of Guanzhou, and we have blood! We deserve to die if the prince is bullied!"

Manager Zhou muttered in his heart: The master humiliates the minister and the minister dies.

Manager Yan should have wanted to say this, but, scholars are cunning, and this is not suitable for the Tian family, and it is easy for others to take advantage of it.

This Yan looks full of plain words, more ordinary than ordinary people, but he is really biting when he speaks, quoting the price of coal, and saying that the uncle bullies the eldest nephew... The most evil thing is that if he directly complains to the emperor, it will be fine, but he wants to complain layer by layer.

How sinister! Too sinister!

If he complains to the emperor, he will ask the head of the family to judge.

If he complains layer by layer, he will throw their prince's face on the ground and step on it hard!

Their prince...he has great ambitions!

How can he be so corrupt!

It should be said that this Yan guy really caught their weakness.

"Manager Yan..." From a distance, the mine manager heard the noise and ran over here like the wind. When he got close, he was panting and couldn't speak completely: "You...you...didn't we agree that the coal slag would be taken away as a bonus, why are you...making a fuss?"

The young manager was covered in dust, and his new cotton-padded jacket was covered in dust. He didn't trust others, so he went to see the coal slag pile that looked like a small hill. When he heard his subordinates say that Manager Yan from Guanzhou was blocking Manager Zhou's door and crying, he felt something was wrong and hurried down. He slipped without paying attention and fell several times. There was no clean place in front of or behind him.

Yan Lao Er: Come on, do the hard work!