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The provincial government building, located on Gan River Street and occupying a land area of a thousand mu, was not big in the vast area of Mars. As the administrative center of a province in Tianfeng Province, it had gradually become the personal territory of the governor.

Behind the provincial government building was the governor's mansion. After some expansion, the area was only a little smaller than the provincial government's, but from the map, the provincial government building and the governor's mansion were almost stuck together. This originally didn't conform to the rules. However, Mars was far away from Earth, and the ancient era was constantly being mentioned by people. The Ma Family ruled the skies in Tianfeng Province, so no one dared to mention such a small matter.

In Tianfeng Province, the provincial government buildings were also known as the City Lord's Mansion.

His father was just the unremarkable one among them, with a lot of political enemies and a lot of vexed thoughts. As a result, he basically did not have the time to care about the two brothers, having no mother, and having a father was the same as having a father. Thus, the two brothers' childhood had not been happy.

Because he suffered too much in his childhood, when he grew up, Ma Xuewei tried his best to take care of his younger brother, leaving him to manage the most important food in the province. Food was related to the livelihood of the people, especially in places where food was scarce.

However, what troubled Ma Xuewen the most was his younger brother. He had only just learned and didn't lack in brains, but he had a violent temper. Moreover, sometimes, his selfishness was too strong and he lacked in the overall situation. Take this food crisis as an example, he had a premonition that his younger brother must have played a dishonorable role in it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so furious.

"... If I catch him, I will definitely not let him go, and those who try to rob food and raise prices will have to find him, these bastards, it's hard to make a nation rich — "Ma Xucheng suddenly felt a strong pressure pressing down on him like a mountain pressing down on his head. He couldn't help but catch his breath, and suddenly raised his head to meet his big brother's bright eyes, which were as cold as knives, without a shred trace of emotion, staring straight at him.

Ma Xucheng opened his mouth and felt a strange chill. His mind went blank and he forgot what he wanted to say. Ever since he was young, he had always been fearful of this big brother. However, he rarely saw this kind of ice-cold gaze. Normally, this would only happen when his big brother was in a rage.

His growls stopped abruptly, and the study turned from a noisy summer to a dead winter.

"I asked you to come here to solve the problem, not to look for the reason. Is there any use in finding it now? Is there time? "The severity cannot be determined." Ma Xuehui coldly said.

"How are you going to find the reason? Are you going to find it yourself?" Ma Xuehui's voice was raised by a few notches, and there was a trace of anger in his voice.

"No — —" Ma Xucheng only said one word and immediately closed his mouth. He felt a chill run from his heels to the back of his head and he almost broke out in a cold sweat.

He wanted to say that it was the Public Security Bureau, but he immediately realized how a deputy governor of the grain department had the authority to command the police department. Although he knew that his brother treated him extremely well, but when it came to the issue of power, there was no brotherhood.

Ma Xuehui's ice-cold gaze moved away from Ma Xucheng. He lifted his head and lowered it again, and Ma Xucheng felt the pressure receding like tidewater, and his body lightened up. He knew that his elder brother had let him go in the end, and he heard his elder brother's calm voice: "How is the situation outside?"

Aside from Ma Xucheng, there were two other people in the study. One was the vice governor, Cheng Zhichang, who was in charge of publicity, and the other was Ma Xucheng's secretary.

Even though Cheng Zhichang's surname wasn't Ma, he was a hardcore supporter of Ma Xuehui and was his most trusted confidant. Otherwise, he wouldn't have handed over such an important propaganda department to him.

"Citizens need not worry. It is just spreading rumors. As long as we tell citizens the truth, we believe that the market will quickly return to calm." Cheng Zhicheng bowed.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Ma Xuefu said with a faint killing intent in his voice.

"Is it Xiang Family and Xue Family?" Ma Xucheng was moved.

The Xiang and Xue Families were second only to the Ma Family. Although they lost their positions in the competition for the governor position and were under considerable suppression, the two families were deeply rooted and each occupied a position in the vice governor. It was not that easy to deal with, especially against the growing Ma Family, when the two families formed an alliance.

There was no need to ask, they were definitely in this food crisis.

"Not just these two." Cheng Zhichang glanced at Ma Xuelao and spoke with a serious tone, "There's also the Wang and Su Family."

Ma Xucheng's expression changed and became extremely unsightly. Four great clans standing together was already enough to contend against the Ma Clan.

"As long as there's food, I'm not afraid of anything." He knew that for the past few years, in order to deal with some crises, the underground warehouse had hidden tens of millions of tons of rice and flour. Even if Tianfeng Province did not harvest any grain in two years, there was no need to worry about the problem of grain. As long as he took out a portion of the food to calm the food prices, the rumors of the food crisis would be wiped out.

However, as he spoke, he discovered that Cheng Zhicheng's expression was very strange. It was an expression that could not be described with words. He was very puzzled, could it be that he had said something wrong? His doubts did not last long as his elder brother Ma Xuewen's nasal voice rang out.

"There's no more food left in the warehouse."

Ma Xuehui had been busy with the matter of the invasion by the monsters for the past two days. He had caught a cold two days ago and had caught a cold today. The medical level had also increased. A mere cold was no longer an illness, at least, he had not heard about the deaths from cold in the past hundred years. However, there was no lack of discomfort.

"What?" Ma Xucheng almost jumped up from his seat. "How come there's no food? How come I don't know about that?" He could not help but be shocked. As the vice governor of the city, the food in Chang Ping's warehouse could be said to be his most important political resource. But now, his big brother had said that it was gone.

This feeling was even more absurd than waking up in the morning and finding out that it was still night.

Ma Xue-weng's cold gaze told Ma that he was not joking, but was actually telling the truth. Under Ma Xuehui's cold gaze, Ma Xuewen quickly calmed down. He recovered his reason for thinking, and carefully asked: "So much food …" Where did you go? "

Only his big brother could get rid of the food without making any sound. However, he couldn't figure out where all the food was going. He couldn't possibly feed the pigs so fast.

Ma Xuewei looked at Cheng Zhicheng, his calm voice carrying a trace of weariness: "You know what to do, and I believe that you can do it well. Also, tell Lu Mingxiao that society needs to be stable, and that those who cause trouble cannot be left. "Go ahead."

Lu Mingshu is the head of the Public Security Department and the head of Xinfeng Public Security Bureau.

"This subordinate will take his leave." Cheng Zhichang bowed and left the study.

"Originally, there were some matters that have yet to be revealed." "This matter is related to the Ma family's survival, so I never told you before, the food was sold. Now, there are only several hundred thousand tons of food left, and they are all military rations."

Ma Xucheng was inexplicably nervous. However, he knew his brother's habit, and he didn't like being interrupted when he spoke. Although he had a lot of questions in his mind, he still maintained his silence.

"I've taken all the food to trade for weapons." Ma Xuehui's gentle words struck like a clap of thunder in Ma Xuehui's ears, causing him to almost lose his balance.

Weapons? Why would a government official need a weapon? If he wanted to clear out the traitors, he could just directly apply to the higher-ups. Changing weapons in private was against the law, and the answer was already very clear.

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